Mage's Secret

For Murphy, who was born in a demon aristocrat, it is not a big deal to tie a human or a demon behind a horse, so generally speaking, when he sees such a thing happen, he will not specifically stop it—— Unless Trafalle asks him to.

But this time for some unknown reason, when he saw the scarred child, his heart suddenly twitched.This sudden intensity of emotion made him rush to the middle of the road and stop the galloping horse.At this time, all of Murphy's abilities returned, and he ran faster than the best horses. The guard only felt a black shadow flash past, and there was another person in front of him.

This is the upper-level area of ​​the city, and the people who haunt here are all nobles and rich people. Even the guards dare not cause trouble here—their arrogance and domineering are reserved for the commoners.So the guard reflexively reined in the horse's rein, pulling the horse neighing and kicking up its front hooves, throwing him to the ground.

The guard who fell didn't even bother to check his sore limbs, so he quickly got up with a flattering smile and prepared to salute and apologize to Murphy.But when he saw that Murphy was only wearing an apprentice's robe, his expression was no longer so respectful - all mages start as apprentices, but not every apprentice can become a mage, most of the apprentices In fact, they can't do anything in their lifetime, so the social status of apprentices is not higher than that of ordinary people before they become real spellcasters.

"You actually bumped into the horse's hoof! Are you desperate?!" The guard shouted loudly. In fact, he was already very restrained at this time. If it was an ordinary civilian, he would have raised his whip at this time.

Without even looking at him, Murphy walked up to the child lying on the ground and untied the rope for him.He looked at the child's face carefully, and he felt very familiar to him, but Murphy was sure that he had never had any interaction with a child of this age since he arrived in the mainland, and the other's face was too dirty to be seen at all. Can't see the face clearly.

Soon, a conjecture that shocked him appeared in his mind—could this child be his younger brother?Although he looked a little older than his younger brother, the demon had grown very fast when he was a child, so it was not impossible.However, after thinking about it, he immediately denied himself. If it was really his younger brother, then it was impossible for him not to feel the same blood power as his own in the other party.

With his mind full of doubts, he took out his handkerchief, poured some water on it, and took it to wipe the child's dirty face after getting wet.As the boy's face gradually revealed its original appearance, the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.When Murphy fully saw his appearance, he felt instantly struck by lightning—this kid actually looked exactly like Traphael.

Murphy's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden. He didn't know the real identity of the child at this time, but he made up his mind a lot.His first thought was that this child was actually the illegitimate child of someone who Traphael had married to, otherwise it would be completely impossible to explain why he looked so similar to the mage, and even gave Murphy the same feeling as Traphael .This conjecture made Murphy a little desperate-he had already proved that Traphael couldn't get up and get excited for him, and at this time he met his illegitimate son, which meant that the reason why Traphael didn't feel for him was actually because he Is it heterosexual?

Thinking of this, Murphy couldn't help but start to worry about where Traphael is now and whether he is still in danger.

At this time, the guard found that Murphy ignored him completely, so he yelled angrily: "Are you deaf too? Do you know where this is? This is my territory! It's not your teacher's." Mage Tower!"

He got Murphy's attention as he wished, but it also attracted the latter's anger. Murphy was upset about the mage, and this human being who was not afraid of death was still yelling here. When I arrived at Traphael, I still used the same contemptuous tone.Murphy naturally couldn't tolerate him, so he grabbed the other end of the rope still tied to the saddle, and was about to throw it at the guard.The thick hemp rope was originally hard, and under Murphy's vigorous swing, it was like a steel whip, and even made a crackling sound in the air.The guard was caught off guard and fell to the ground, so his injuries were finally symmetrical.

At this time, there were already many people around watching, and after seeing his rude behavior, there was quite a commotion among the crowd.The guard lost his arrogance, and after saying "wait, I'll call someone right away", he quickly climbed on his horse and rode away.

Ignoring the guards who left behind harsh words and fled, Murphy carefully carried the child who was still lying on the ground, twitching slightly under his palm into his arms, and checked the wound on his back.His back was bloody and bloody, and Murphy's heart ached again—no matter what the identity of this child was, he must be a very important person to Traphael, and the mage's relatives were naturally Murphy's loved ones.

Murphy picked up the water bag beside him and carefully washed away the mud and sand from his wound.But the wound is too big and deep, and if it is not treated in time, it will definitely cause infection.Murphy looked around at the crowd, it was obviously not a suitable place to treat wounds.He picked up the child and walked towards the crowd.

Shocked by the strength he showed, the crowd of onlookers automatically made a way out for him. He walked out through the opening, looked at the nearby buildings, and walked to a nearby hotel.

Naturally, the hotel owner also saw the commotion just now. Although he didn't want to let such a person who might cause trouble come in, the owner weighed his own strength and didn't dare to provoke him, so Murphy opened without much effort. a room.

Ignoring the boss who kept begging him to leave as soon as possible, Murphy kicked the door shut with his foot and gently put the child face down on the bed.

He took out the wound medicine in his arms, carefully applied it on the child's cleaned back, then took the clean quilt and tore it into strips, and carefully bandaged his wound.

After doing all this, Murphy poured himself a glass of water, sat by the bed and carefully looked at the child's face.He has never been involved in Traphael's past, so he naturally doesn't know what he looked like when he was a child, but he can imagine that the mage must have looked very similar to this child when he was a child.

The thought made the demon melancholy again.

Murphy didn't wait too long, and the child lying on the bed woke up. He groaned and groaned weakly like a cat's meow. It took Murphy a long time to distinguish that it was a "hungry" that was so weak that it was almost breathless. .

Traphael felt like he had had a very long and incomplete nightmare.In the first half of the dream, he felt that he was extremely close to death, but when he was tortured until he finally lost consciousness and waited for death to come, the pain completely disappeared.He felt that he was lying on a soft and wonderful place that he had never experienced before, and the unbearable pain on his back was replaced by a comfortable coolness.Is this heaven? Did he come to the side of God?For the first time, he, who never thought there was a god, was extremely grateful to the great God of Light.The only downside is that he still feels very hungry at this time.

Maybe it's because there is no food for the God of Light, after all, God doesn't need to eat.thought Traphael.

Consciousness slowly returned to the body, Traphael slowly opened his heavy eyes, and what came into sight along with the light was a yellow-brown object in front of him.He had never seen such a thing before, but its aroma of millet and nuts made Traphael understand its identity without any teacher—food!

Thanks to the great god, Traphael moved his lips, his mouth was already overflowing with saliva.The desire for food made him burst out with a force that he didn't know where he came from, and he grabbed the hard square food and stuffed it into his mouth.

Murphy stared in astonishment at Traphael who grabbed the dry food and stuffed it into his mouth. This is dry food, a lumpy food with no taste and lack of moisture. Only a small piece can fill his stomach. Murphy usually treats it It is completely kept at a respectful distance, as long as there are other foods, it will not be touched at all.This piece of his body was given to him by Traphael before crossing the desert, but the child devoured it like a delicacy, and he was not too dry.

As soon as he thought this way, he saw the child rolling his eyes from choking.Murphy quickly handed him the water glass in his hand, and the child grabbed the glass without even looking at it and poured it all in one go.

It wasn't until this moment that Traphael regained his breath. He blinked his eyes that were choked with tears, and finally had the energy to look at the environment he was in.Only then did he see the young man sitting beside him.

The man was very handsome and familiar, but Traphael couldn't remember where he had seen him.If he had ever seen such a remarkable human being - or a god - he would have been impressed with him.

He didn't notice the surprised look in the young man's eyes. Traphael excitedly clenched the cup in his hand and asked incoherently, "You, are you the God of Light?"

But just after he finished asking this sentence, the man opposite suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Traphael was taken aback. He looked around, but found that this place was not the same as the place where the gods lived as he imagined, it was more like a human room.He rolled out of bed carefully, the movement tugging at the gash on his back—and it made him even more certain that he was still alive.

He stumbled to the window and looked out—outside the window was an extremely familiar yet unfamiliar scene, the same street he saw when he looked out from the alley where he rummaged for leftovers, but he only came to Once, he almost lost his life.

So he was really not with the gods at this time, but in that high-end hotel that he had only heard of.The one who saved him and then disappeared was not the God of Light, but a kind-hearted person passing by.

This discovery made him almost unsteady with fright, when the well-meaning young man had already left—though he didn’t know what method the other party used—the people in the hotel would probably throw him out immediately, if the other party was in a bad mood , maybe they will teach him a lesson bitterly, because he may have soiled the other party's luxurious bed.

This thought made Traphael no longer able to stay here with peace of mind, he rushed out of the room as if being chased by a monster, and fled.