Mage's Secret

This person was the bard who brought Traphael to Yadunis's tomb. Traphael knew nothing about him except his name, and even after 11 years he had forgotten the other person's appearance.But this poet is still a person related to that person. When he saw the other person's face that had been buried deep in his memory, Traphael was still caught in a sad memory for a while.

While Trafael was looking at Leo, Murphy was also scrutinizing the unexpected guest.The middle-aged poet looks vicissitudes and desolation, but his melancholy temperament and handsome face still cannot hide his charm.Murphy didn't know the relationship between the other party and the mage, but the attitude of the mage when he heard the other party's name from the beginning, and his reaction after meeting at this time, made Murphy feel a sense of crisis.

Fortunately, the two of them looked at each other for a short time. Just when Murphy could hardly bear to interrupt them, the poet spoke first: "Long time no see, Master Mage."

These words brought the mage back to reality. He habitually clenched the staff in his hand, walked to sit down opposite the poet, and said, "Yes, it has been 11 years."

The poet smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Ten years, eight months and 21 days."

"You remember it really well," said the mage.

"Indeed, because in these days, every day is so difficult for me, I almost count the days to live...if it can be called alive." Leo said softly, paused, he He continued: "You seem to be doing well, Mr. Sterling..."

The mage noticed that his address to himself had changed. When humans communicate with each other in the Ozwaina continent, they usually call each other by their first name directly, or call each other's full name in a very solemn situation, and often do not match each other by their last name. .Surnames are always accompanied by too many meanings, and sometimes it would be a very rude thing to call someone by their last name.

But Traphael knew the poet meant no offense, for he quickly went on to say: "I've been traveling all over the Continent all these years, I'm a bard, and that's my life, wandering around, and Those poems or stories that I hear are made into poems and sung. But no matter where I go in the continent, I can hear your name, and his name, I mean, Yadonis."

At the end, the poet choked up a bit.Traphael just listened quietly like this, without interrupting. Even though the poet was obviously in a sad state of mind, the mage didn't remind him that the mage's time was very precious.

If he hadn't seen Traphael's seemingly kind but harsh words to chase away guests with his own eyes, Murphy might really think that the mage is such a patient person.Obviously, this bard is really different from ordinary people to Traphael.Murphy stood behind Traphael and listened quietly to the conversation between the two. An indescribable strong jealousy rose from his chest, but it didn't make him lose his ability to think, so he caught the key word — Yadunis.

This is the name of Master Traphael, almost everyone on the continent knows it.But there are different opinions on the origin of the name. Some say it is the name of Trafael's relatives, some say it is the name of his savior, and some even say it is the name of his first love.What is the truth, Traphael has not officially explained to anyone, and Jadonis himself is just an unknown figure, so the truth becomes more and more confusing.

At the beginning, Murphy also cared about it, but Traphael did not respond to his question. In addition, in the past four years, no one related to Yadunis appeared beside the mage, and Murphy also Gradually put this question aside.

Now the poet's visit undoubtedly re-erected the thorn in Murphy's heart. He tried his best to suppress the impatience in his heart, and patiently waited for the poet to continue, saying more about the name.But different from his anxiety, the two sitting opposite each other fell into silence for a long time.

When the mage was receiving guests, it was impolite for the apprentices who accompanied him to interject at will, especially when they were talking about a person who was very important to Traphael.Of course Murphy didn't want to make the mage angry, so he counted silently in his heart in an attempt to divert his attention.But when he counted to five hundred, the two still only cared about silently, and when they took a sip of the tea placed in front of them from time to time, the young devil finally couldn't help but said to Leo: "I'm very sorry to interrupt you I think about it, but I think I have to remind you that the teacher's time is very precious, and I don't think it's appropriate to just keep silent like you... Besides, didn't you say that you have something important to tell the teacher? Why do you only care about drinking tea?"

Traphael looked back at him disapprovingly, but did not reprimand him.The poet sitting opposite also looked up at him, showing some surprise, and then smiled apologetically.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry." The poet held the tea cup in his hand and slowly turned it, and turned his eyes back to the mage: "I do have something to tell you when I come here, this is the news I heard by chance , I think it is necessary for me to let you know about this."

He put down the teacup in his hand, sorted out his thoughts a bit, and began to talk: "On the west side of the Moran Plain, there is a mage tower named Nalisa. The wind mage Lawrence and his wife, the wizard Nalisa Living in it together, living a life away from the world. Five years ago, Na Lisa died of an unknown illness, and soon Lawrence degenerated into a black robe mage. What Lawrence is studying seems to be summoning the dead spells—I think you should know more about spells than I do."

When he said this, Traphael just nodded slightly, not surprised.Of course he knew about it, and mages also had some academic exchanges, so most of them were acquainted with each other. He probably knew more about Lawrence and his wife than the poet.But he thought that it was impossible for the poet to come to him just to tell him such a well-known story, so he didn't urge Leo, just watched him quietly and waited for him to tell him slowly.

Sure enough, what the poet said afterwards surprised him: "Not long ago, about a month ago, I traveled to Phyllis-this is a small town near the Moran Plain-I heard the local people say, Lawrence's research seems to be successful, he managed to wake up his wife..."

When Traphael heard the news, his heart twitched.Filling his heart, apart from the surprise that Lawrence's subversive research can make progress, there is also an indescribable hope.He thought of Yadunis almost immediately. If this kind of research is really successful, can Yadunis be resurrected?

Traphael looked at Leo, and met the latter's melancholy eyes implying waves. The mage immediately realized that it was probably this kind of hopeful guess that drove the other party to visit.

Although he himself is also very excited about this possibility, as a mage, he undoubtedly knows a lot more about mages than poets.So he tried his best to maintain his sanity, persuading: "This is indeed surprising, but theoretically speaking, it is completely impossible to resurrect someone. This may just be a story made up by the locals."

Leo immediately shook his head and retorted: "I thought so at first, but I saw the mage and his wife walking together on the grass next to the mage's tower. I had some contacts with the mage before she passed away. She was a lady of extraordinary talent, stature and appearance, and I still remember her vividly even after several years, so even though I only saw it from a distance, I don't think I could be wrong. "

"Well, even if it is true at this time, casting such a spell will definitely pay a very serious price." Traphael continued to persuade.

Hearing the mage's words, the poet suddenly laughed, it was a heartbreaking smile, the corners of his mouth were lifted up, but the melancholy in his eyes deepened: "What kind of mentality do you think I came to visit you with?" Do you think I will do nothing but take advantage of your affection for him and enjoy it? I think you must know that I have no less affection for him than you. He is in my heart The proportion of him may be more than what he has in your heart. I can give everything for him and abandon everything, whether it is body or soul. In these 14 years, I am just a walking dead living in the world, and my life is not important to me. I'll pay whatever it takes to get me to see him again."

Leo's words moved Traphael a little. He had no intention of inquiring about the relationship between the poet and Yadonis, but the firmness in the other party's eyes was enough to explain everything.Trafael closed his eyes, and Murphy looked at him worriedly behind him.He didn't want the mage to agree to the poet's proposal. The devil didn't know whether the black magic on the mainland had the same origin as the demon world, so he didn't know much about the experiment of the mage named Lawrence.But one thing he knows is that life is irreversible, an old life cannot return to youth, and a soul that leaves the body will also go to another time and space.No matter what kind of spell it is, it is impossible to resurrect life - that is something that only gods can do, but gods are no longer in this world.

It took a long time for Traphael to open his eyes again and look at the poet, and said slowly: "I understand your determination very well now, but from the perspective of a spellcaster, whether it is my theory or my intuition , I don’t think this is a good attempt... I think you must understand that things involving black magic are always very dangerous.”

"Yes, of course I know." The bard who was rejected didn't continue to press, he picked up the qin that was resting on the chair, and stood up, "I will stay in Karen for a while, if you If you are willing to give it a try, please go find me there."

Leo left, but Trafael did not retain nor firmly refused.He sat on the chair and stared at the empty seat opposite for a while, then picked up the staff and prepared to leave.

Traphael was much calmer when he left than when he arrived—at least on the surface, because when he opened the door of the reception room, Murphy found that the other side of the door was the room leading to the mage, not the corridor.Traphael remembers using such a teleportation spell, which means that he is not as flustered as he was at the beginning.

Seeing that the mage was about to leave, Murphy asked quickly, "Would you like to tell me about Yadunis?" He hoped that the mage could talk to him for a while, even if he could invite him to sit in the room for a while All good.

But Traphael just paused, turned sideways and said, "He's been away for a long time." After speaking, he walked into the room and closed the door without looking back.

Looking at the closed door, Murphy supported the chair Traphael had just sat on, and sighed deeply.