Mage's Secret

The current environment was not suitable to share the joy of the rest of his life with Traphael, so Murphy could only let go of Traphael with regret, and asked to bring their mounts over.

Those innocent long-haired horses were also affected by Lawrence's spell and fell into a coma. Fortunately, they were not taken out of life in the illusion, and they just woke up at this time.It's just that the frightened horse's mood is still very unstable at this time, so it looks a little irritable.Murphy held the tall mounts together to keep them from wandering, and took a moment to reassure them.

While Murphy was doing these uncomplicated tasks, Traphael slowly walked behind him.He walked very slowly, and his footsteps were very light on the withered yellow grass. Murphy didn't even notice his trace at the first time. To the mage standing behind him.

Suddenly finding someone standing behind him, even the devil was taken aback. After a brief surprise, Murphy patted his chest and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you have anything to say to me?"

Traphael hesitated to speak, and when Murphy was about to ask again, he said slowly: "You saved me just now, so I...I mean, thank you..."

When this topic was brought up, the feeling of dread invaded Murphy again. He tightly grasped Traphael's arm with his free hand, and carefully looked the mage up and down again to confirm that there was no external injury on the other party's body. After that, he whispered in a visibly trembling voice: "You don't have to thank me at all, you don't know how scared I was when I thought I would really lose you. And I, I didn't realize it at all. As it should be, I made a goddamn mistake and almost killed you just like that... Thank god you're okay, as long as you're still standing by my side and talking to me, I'm glad enough. And I haven't had time yet I want to apologize to you, I didn't know that this happened to you, I said a lot of stupid things to you in the past, and I did some things to you that made you uncomfortable."

"No, from your standpoint, you haven't done anything wrong." Trafael whispered, Murphy's confession caused his eyes to flicker, but Murphy didn't catch his unnatural moment look, because Murphy immediately thought of another question: "But what is going on, I mean, in Lawrence's illusion, why did I see your past instead of mine? From what you said to them From the perspective of explanation, such a thing should not have happened.”

When this topic was mentioned, Traphael quickly put away his complicated emotions, and his face became serious. He said in a deep voice: "Yes, this is indeed abnormal. I remember hearing it before I fainted. Your voice, you didn't seem to be affected by this spell at that time, could it be related to this?"

Murphy nodded and recalled: "That's right, I was indeed awake after all of you fainted. I didn't faint until Lawrence's spell hit me. I seemed to touch you before I fainted..." As he spoke, he lowered his head to look at the part of his chest where the evil spell was concentrated. The clothes there were torn, and there were still a lot of blood stains near the gap in the clothes, but the skin on his chest was intact, and there was no trace of injury.

"I guess this may be related to your identity. You are a demon after all, and you may be immune to certain black magic effects, and Lawrence's spell may be one of them." Traphael guessed.

"Maybe, but before, I mean, I never encountered such a situation when I was in the Demon Realm." Murphy shrugged. Lawrence was dead, and no one would use such evil spells again. What is the truth? It is no longer possible to verify.

Not far away, Mora and Leo were ready to go, so Murphy pulled Traphael who was still thinking and walked towards them.At this time, Traphael said suddenly: "I thought you would do something else to me, your feelings are always very revealing, don't you?"

"What do you mean?" His endless words made Murphy stop, and looked at Traphael suspiciously.The latter's pale cheeks slowly turned red under his gaze, and finally he frowned and said "nothing" in a low voice, then walked past him to the others.

Murphy stood still, chewed Traphael's words several times, and then suddenly realized that the "other things" the mage said referred to some intimate behavior, and his reaction just now, It should be blushing.

Traphael was actually shy, and he still had such expectations for himself. The amount of information contained in these two conditions together made Murphy a little dizzy for a moment. All this happened so suddenly that he Surprise was even greater than joy.There were too many twists and turns in what happened today, and he was almost stunned.

After he reacted—in fact, it didn’t take too long, and Traphael hadn’t even met anyone else—he hurriedly trotted two steps and grabbed Traphael, while the other party’s dodging gaze Zhong laughed non-stop, and when the mage showed some annoyed expression, he said with an uncontrollable smile: "I thought you hated me doing such a thing to you in public!"

"But this is a special situation." The mage said quickly, he tugged on his sleeve that was being grabbed, but he couldn't pull it out immediately.

"Stop laughing, let me go." Traphael said as if surrendering, "They are urging." This is not an excuse, not far away, Mo La has indeed started urging the two people who are still talking.

"Leave them alone." Murphy said, "Is it because you have a crush on me?"

"I don't think this is a good place to talk." Traphael said with a sigh, "And my mind is messed up now. I think we can have a good talk after we return to Yadunis."

Murphy still seemed a little unwilling, but Traphael's embarrassed look made him let go. When they walked back to the two people who had been waiting for a long time, the demon whispered in the mage's ear Said: "Then don't forget when you go back, I will remind you, don't try to escape any more."

The mage's body froze for a moment. He nodded, then quickened his pace, and soon walked in front of Mo La, who was obviously impatient.

"What are you talking about?" Mora asked as she took the reins from Murphy. She glanced at the bones of the two casters not far away, her expression still a little frightened, "What is better than leaving this ghost place?" more important?"

"We are discussing about this spell." Traphael coughed and said, "I am a mage, and Murphy is my student. I am afraid that such spell cases will be difficult to come across in the future."

"You still expect to encounter such a horrible thing in the future?" Mo La almost cried out, "I really don't understand what you spellcasters are thinking!"

Traphael ignored her exaggerated reaction and turned to look at the silent bard.

Leo's face was bleak and terrifying, and there was no trace of joy in his life after the catastrophe, which made Traphael a little worried.

"Are you all right?" the mage asked.

"Not very good." The poet pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile, but this smile was more heart-wrenching than crying.

"I saw him just now, but I lost him again. I may not have any fate with him at all. We are destined not to be together. I shouldn't be delusional, and I won't experience this kind of despair again. I even It also involved you..." Leo murmured like a dream, and Traphael naturally understood who he was referring to by "he".

"Don't dwell too much on the past. You are not too old now, and you still have such a long life to live. This time can be considered as an end to your past. Looking forward, everything will be fine." Raphael patted Leo on the shoulder and comforted him, but he himself felt that his words were not convincing. He comforted the poet like this, but he himself was not a person who was addicted to the past.But fortunately, he has found a goal that can make him look to the future. He looked at Murphy who was talking to Mo La not far away, and an uncontrollable emotion fermented in his heart.Although this future may be quite short, and it does not seem to be very reliable.

Although he was not comforted, Leo still said seriously: "Thank you."

"I'm not going back with you, I'm going to go south and say goodbye to Debbie for me," the poet continued.

"To the south?" Trafael asked, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know, just walk around, I'm a wandering bard." Leo said, looking at the two horses led by Murphy: "I don't think I need those mounts anymore, so you don't have to do that now." Squeezed."

After speaking, he put on the hat of the cloak, intending to part ways with them here.Before he left, Traphael took the time to ask one last question: "Do you know Avelea? I always think this name is very familiar."

"Yes, of course I know that the elf god's emissary, Avelea the Immortal, wrote poems about him that are several miles long." Leo turned around and looked at him suspiciously, "Why do you ask this ?”

"Because Roy is Ewellia." Trafael replied with obvious shock on his face.