Mage's Secret

They walked along the forest path, and when the sun was at its highest, they came out of the woods and entered what the poet called Milson Canyon.

The horseshoes walked steadily along the narrow path beside the cliff, and a river rushed under the cliff, making a huge roar.When the mountain wind blew, Leo leaned on the horse holding the rein tightly, loudly reminding the others to pay attention to balance, but the other three didn't take his advice to heart, only the yellow horse under him beat him. With a snort, he walked a little slower.

Both Murphy and Roy leaned over to look at the white waves created by the turbulent river with great interest, not feeling nervous at all about being in danger.They are much more flexible than humans and don't have to worry about losing their balance.Even if they accidentally fall off the cliff, they are sure to grab the branches growing on the cliff during the fall, and then climb up again.

And Traphael, who should have been very cautious, didn't pay attention to these, because he was in a daze.

All the way before, he had been distraught by Murphy's kiss that morning.It wasn't because that kiss made him feel psychologically or physically uncomfortable, on the contrary, the rubbing of lips and tongue with the young devil made him feel a long-lost pleasure, if it wasn't for the wrong time or place, he would probably be addicted to it up.It was not that he had kissed Murphy before, but such deep intimacy was only the time when Murphy confessed his love to him.The ones after that were just a light touch and then separated, pure intimacy means more than ambiguity.

However, even for the first deep kiss—it was also his first kiss—Traphael just didn’t feel repelled, unlike now, whenever he thinks about it, his heart beats faster, and even his body temperature is uncontrollable. rise.

What this feeling represents, Traphael can come up with the answer without thinking deeply.He had asked Murphy to give him some time so that he could have the same feelings for him.The time he needed was slowly counting down in a way that he couldn't easily detect, and that feeling was noticed by him at such an unfortunate time.

It's a strange feeling to have another person in your heart, unlike Elvis or Yadonis.This feeling is not the kind of peaceful and reassuring feeling, it is more intense, whether it is sweet or bitter, it is infinitely magnified.

But this feeling was inappropriate. He turned his head to look at Murphy who was looking at the opposite cliff not far behind him. The latter seemed to sense his gaze, and turned his head to meet his eyes and grinned at him. .

The other party's happy smile somewhat infected the mage, and Traphael also smiled back, but his heart was full of pessimistic thoughts.

Even if they are together, there will be no happy ending in the end, and he has always seen this very clearly.

When night fell again, they failed to reach the towns of men, as the poet feared.They found a cave to live in, although it was not spacious, but fortunately, the air was still circulating, and it was able to block the icy mountain wind in the canyon.

It was not until the next afternoon when they walked on the cliff that they finally saw the smoke rising from the kitchen in the distance.

By the time they reached the small town, it was already evening.They rested here for one night, replenished some supplies, and did not stay any longer.When leaving, Trafael still remembered to choose a new horse for Leo, but the market in this town is not as good as that of Karen, and the people here mainly depend on fishing, so naturally they didn’t pick a better one. horse.

"I think Debbie is pretty good, you don't need to spend any more money and energy for me." Leo said, as if to verify his words, the yellow horse named Debbie kicked up its front hooves and neighed loudly .

For the next ten days or so, they hurried on their way, passing through human-inhabited villages and towns and stopping for a night's rest, but most of the time they slept in the open air in the wild.They crossed the hills and swamps without any surprise or danger. As Leo said at the beginning, this business road that has been developed for many years avoids all the settlements of other tribes, and those wild beasts or monsters They all dare not approach because of the awe-inspiring coat of arms of the mage.

Only once, when they camped out at night, did a few goblins approach their fire, attempting to steal their belongings.But before these short and ugly thieves approached, the vigilant elf had already noticed their whereabouts and shot a few arrows at their feet.These feathered arrows shot out suddenly from the treetops scared away the thieves, and also woke up two humans and a demon who were sleeping soundly under the tree.

After that, before going to sleep, Traphael would deliberately set up a defensive circle at the foothold of several people to prevent other creatures from approaching.

Poets rely on their own memory, or ask businessmen who come and go to show them the way.Most of the time they walk along the river, sometimes over the mountains.The route was very long, and the complexity of the terrain changes exceeded Traphael's expectations.

"I thought the route that merchants walk would be very stable." Trafael said to Leo. At this time, they were walking on the path up the mountain. Roy commanded the horses to walk through the woods. Things are fun.Murphy walked a little ahead of them, brushing away the wildly growing branches and leaves blocking the middle of the road for them.They have been walking for a while, and the top of the mountain is not far ahead.

"Under the premise of ensuring safety, this is stable enough." Leo replied, trying to identify the surrounding scenery, recalling the route they traveled, and said to Traphael: "I remember, from the front Go down the winding mountain road, pass through a forest, and reach the border of the Crane Desert."

Crossing the Kelan Desert is the Moran Plain, and they are not far from their destination.

This also means that whether Yadunis can be resurrected or not, they will know the result soon.Another point, Traphael set his sights on the elves who were having fun in the woods on horseback. He didn't show any abnormalities along the way, and he didn't do anything unfavorable to mages and demons.What is the purpose of the elves, Traphael has a hunch, after waiting for Lawrence's mage tower, all the questions will be answered.

At this time, the voice of Murphy, who had already run to the top of the mountain, came from above: "Look, what is that?"

Hearing that the other people caught their horses, they quickly came to Murphy and looked down the mountain in the direction he pointed-it was a whole forest, and they were heading north at a very slow speed. moving!

"Why does this forest move?" Leo asked in surprise.

"No, this is not an ordinary forest, this is a forest of tree people, and they are migrating." Traphael replied with a stern expression: "Treat people usually take root in one place and will survive and multiply there for generations, unless it is a premonition They will not start migrating until the environment is about to undergo a major change and become no longer suitable for their growth."

"So we need to pass through a group of migrating tree men?" Murphy looked at the mage.

Traphael shook his head: "No, no one can pass between the treants when they migrate, otherwise they will either get lost in this forest until they settle down again, or they will be judged as destroyers by the treants and be attacked .”

"It seems that this way doesn't work," Murphy said, turning his gaze to Leo and asking, "Is there another way to go?"

"No, this is the only way to go." The poet replied, his brows were tightly wrinkled after hearing Traphale's explanation, and he moved restlessly on the horse's back, making the body under him Debbie was also restlessly digging.

"Then we can only wait for the tree people to migrate?" The elf asked blankly, "How long will it take?"

Traphael looked at the treant forest with almost no borders at the foot of the mountain, calculated in his heart and gave a rather conservative answer: "When they give us a passable road, at least two moon."

"Two months?!" The elf opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise. He looked at the forest down the mountain, his eyes became dazed again, and he kept saying "too long, too long" in a low voice like talking to himself. .

It was this unusual change again. Traphael stared closely at the mumbling elf. Sure enough, the blankness in the latter's eyes soon turned into an almost indifferent emptiness, and the panic on his face also disappeared. All restrained, his face was expressionless as if frozen.This makes the elf look very majestic - the best adjective Traphael can think of.

Then, without giving them more time to react, the elf clamped down on the horse's belly and urged the mount to rush down the steep mountain wall.

"What are you doing!" Traphael yelled behind him, but the elf didn't answer him, not even a gesture or a look.

"What should we do?" Murphy asked as he watched the elf riding his horse down the mountain.

Traphael looked at the back of the elf going away, pursed his lips, and said, "Follow him."

After saying this, the mage commanded Aura—his horse—to run down the route that the elf had just passed. Naturally, Murphy followed closely behind the mage and chased them together.

Leo stayed on the top of the mountain alone. He stared dumbfounded at the backs of the three people going away, and then at the steep mountain wall. The winding mountain road leading down the mountain.

The yellow mare spun around at his tug, but snorted louder than ever before.