Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Prince, the prince is passionate about literature and art, and is very popular among magicians. Of course, Duo Lan knows him well.

The one in red is an unfamiliar face.Demons seldom show their true colors, because they are far away from people and easily create estrangement.

Perhaps it was an occasion of goodwill with the same race?Callas thought, putting down the binoculars.

Before he could turn around, he was horrified by what happened next: Mandekerit drew out his dagger and stabbed his fellow in red to death.The red-clothed demon took a few steps back and fell off the cliff.

Despite the difference in size and shape, that shiny tail reminded Callas of the previous meeting in Rose Castle.

Karas turned his wand and flew out the window.After landing with the help of magic, he hurriedly jumped off the cliff and abyss.

Callas found Orin at the bottom of the cliff.At this time, Orin resumed his half-human, half-demon form, and sat in the corner behind the boulder.

The blood soaked the snow, exuding rising heat.Under this ratio, the previous short sword became particularly terrifying. The sword pierced through Olin's abdomen and pierced through the back of his neck, jamming his cervical spine and making him unable to lift his head, just like a statue of suffering.

Olin raised his arm: "Karas Curaflo, don't come here."

Karas didn't stop: "This sword is not an ordinary weapon, you will die."

Orin dropped his hands and coughed.Callas held Olin's shoulder and drew his sword.

The wound was bleeding profusely, Karas bent down, this level of injury is insignificant to the devil, the wound should heal the moment the sword leaves the body.

Callas looked at the long sword: "This is the 'Blessing of Wine and Blood'. "

Olin clutched his throat, blood slipped from his fingers: "Good eyesight."

The long sword "Blessing of Wine and Blood" is one of the divine weapons of the Goddess of Life. Its characteristic is that the wounds of the injured creatures will bleed continuously until the blood in the body is exhausted and they die completely.

This sword was originally used to sacrifice human sacrifices in ceremonies, but at this moment it was used by the prince against his uncle.

Karas took off his cloak and wrapped it around Orin's wound.

Olin's voice became lower and lower: "Don't touch me, leave quickly."

With the help of magic, Karas helped Olin up. Olin's body was thin and soft, full of warmth that was the opposite of the cold expression.

A thought flashed through Callas's mind: If it weren't for this dangerous situation, if he hadn't experienced the irreconcilable denial, how wonderful it would be to be able to hug and talk all night with his idol.

Karas refused to budge: "Even if it is a prince, murder is murder. I will report this matter to His Majesty Ain."

Olin coughed in the blood: "Since you recognize this sword as a divine weapon, you must also understand that there is no way to save it if you remove a stronger divine weapon or the god itself. Don't do unnecessary things and get yourself into trouble."

Snowflakes fall down the cliff in silence.

Callas replied calmly: "I have a solution, don't forget, I came to you because I wanted to become a god."

Olin showed a wry smile: "Then you should think more clearly, if I die here, no one will hinder your path to becoming a god."

Callas didn't respond, and Orin first brought him the danger of death in Rose Castle, and then left an inexplicable taunt when he was dying.

Although his conscience prevented Karas from sitting idly by, his impulse told him to shut up, otherwise he would not necessarily say anything and make righteous actions futile.

Suddenly, a rolling stone fell between the cliffs, Karas supported Orin with one hand, and waved his wand with the other.Rolling stones come to a halt in the air, and works of art are generally piled up around them.

The blood continued to spurt, and Olin's voice became lower and lower: "Enough... Hurry back to the ground while your magic power is still abundant. It's too dangerous here."

Callas continued to wave his wand, and a complex magic circle quickly formed on the ground.

"I'll take you to His Majesty. The only thing that can heal the wounds of a divine weapon is a divine weapon. He will definitely find a way."

"If you want to save me, the best way is to put me here and let Ain talk to Death."

Karas was stunned for a moment, he had never seen anyone discussing his life like a business.

"why?"

"In order to involve fewer people, I can pretend to forget all this, otherwise..."

Olin stopped talking.

"Otherwise what, dear uncle?"

Karas raised his head, and a knight in black armor stood quietly in the snow, with a long sword in his hand emitting a cold light.

Karas recognized the knight as Mandekerit, the lord of Dolan, and the three princes of Emperor Ain.

Olin spat out another mouthful of blood, and lowered his body even lower: "You...otherwise your father will be in trouble for making a decision."

Mandekerit walked towards them slowly: "If you hand over the Scepter of Nothingness to me, I will be the one to make the decision."

The Void Scepter is the proof of the contract between Orin and Warcraft. Although the Warcraft was a diligent construction team in the hands of Orin, it was a vanguard army in the era of Filia.Therefore, Karas heard the complete rebellion in the prince's words.

Olin raised his head reluctantly: "Don't do stupid things, even if you have a momentary military power, your father's wisdom and authority cannot be challenged."

"Dear uncle, you love me and have met so many demands of me, palaces, ballrooms, art galleries, why can't you do one more thing for me?"

Mandekerit picked up the "Blessing of Wine and Blood", and pressed the tip of the sword to Orin's face.

What a spoiled prince, Karas thought, he swung his wand and flicked the long sword: "Stop it, Your Royal Highness, the prince has done 99 things for you, do you want to do one thing that he can't do?" to hate him?"

Callas didn't understand how he said that, after all, the demon around him tried to kill him a few days ago.

Mandekerit immediately stabbed Callas with a sword: "Your entourage is really annoying, uncle..."

This prince was not only spoiled, but also far more vicious than he thought.Karas was about to fight back, when Olin's vague words came to his ears:

"Karas Curaflo, I know you have a sense of proportion, but please don't hurt him, don't at all..."

Why do people plead for those who hurt them?Callas didn't know.

Callas waved his hand, the snowflakes hovered in the air and stopped falling, the dripping blood and rising breath heat also stopped, and the prince swinging the sword was like a sculpture.Time stopped.

Callas asked, "Why would you forgive a man who is going to murder you?"

Olin's breathing became weaker and weaker: "For some secret reasons, Ain didn't want this child. I raised Mandekerit. I treat him as my own child, that's all."

Callas' confusion was even closer: "Why would you risk your reputation to support other people's children?"

Callas had also heard the rumors of the royal family, some of which were extremely vicious, such as the rumors that Orin had secretly communicated with a certain princess, and that Mandekelite was actually Orin's biological child.

"You don't know, and maybe you'll never understand, how a child who is not loved by his father lives..."

"Is love a reason to be humble and dirty?"

Karas also understood why Orin wanted to kill him, and why he begged him to let the vicious prince go.

But Orin couldn't answer anymore, he completely lost consciousness in the splash of blood.

Callas waved his hand, and the cyan magic circle rose from under his feet, and their figures disappeared into the white snow.

96. Chapter 96

Settrum, Chamber of Magicians.

The marble meeting hall is empty and clean, and seven elders sit around a round table.

"God of time and space in the future, why did you call us?"

According to the laws of Settrum, invoking a high-level artifact requires the consent of the city's seven elders.There are two artifacts in Settlem, and they are not used much.

Callas held his breath, his voice echoing in the hall: "I will return the demon fire to Orin Valentine."

As he expected, there was a moment of silence in the hall in the face of this outrageous question.

Immediately there was a loud and sharp sound, and the elders argued fiercely, which finally turned into a sentence:

"Orin burnt Settrum, and the demon fire must not be given back to him, or disaster will surely follow."

Callas replied calmly, "Orin Valentine was wounded by the Blessing of Wine and Blood and is in critical condition.I want to heal his wounds with demon fire.While he recuperates, I'll make sure he's in Settrum, but not Settrum on this plane. "

The noise turned into silence.

An elder asked: "Here, but not in Settlem, how could there be such a state..."

Callas replied: "I will place Orin in a gap between time and space, and personally guard the entrance of time and space to prevent him from acting rashly. This entrance is in Settlem."

The venue continued to be noisy, and sharp questions were like waves one after another, causing Karas's mind to fall into rumbling chaos.

Another elder asked, "Why did you save him?"

Karas took a deep breath: "Orin Destroyer also saved Settrum. I don't expect him to be Settrum's friend, but I expect Emperor Ain's support.

From what I've seen in Roseburg, the Emperor is very fond of his younger brother.If Orin is saved here, the Emperor must be impressed with our magician.After this, I will ask the emperor to allocate funds from the central government to build a new scholar tower for the local area. "

When it comes to the new scholar tower, the elders no longer object.Because the old bachelor's tower is in disrepair and small, and there are more places to spend money, it is a matter of course to squeeze magicians and bachelors.

Morality and integrity are sometimes superior