Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Another matter.

Olin curled up and hugged his legs and tail. The tail curled more than a dozen times, just covering his pale face: "Why did you lift it?"

"You have to ask yourself, why did you secretly use discipline magic when you made a promise to the black-faced cat?"

"what?"

Callas leaned over to Olin's ear: "As a small compensation, if you want to separate next time, let me go to the side of Death", you said that at the time, I remember.

Discipline magic is used to limit promises and vows. It can only be used three times in a lifetime, and violations will be punished with death.You won't forget it yourself, will you? "

"How can I remember what happened hundreds of years ago. What is the principle?"

"Once this promise is made, you will die no matter what. Obviously, you didn't know it when you made the promise, so the conflict between the commandment magic and the blessing, and an unsolvable cycle occurred on the magic level. The shock conflict is the final result. You still have Seventeen chances to avoid death..."

Callas patted Olin on the shoulder, "You, you have the power to fight against fate a hundred years ago. This story will not appear in the history books in detail, and I will keep it a secret for you."

The bed returned to calm.Orin curled up even more into an egg, his tail over his head and draped around his neck like a scarf.Everything is unexpected, it can be said that it is not an arrangement of fate.

Destiny, country, short-lived but inevitable love, but what about himself?Where is he?

Karas held Orin's hand: "I won't borrow the fire of the devil this time, so as not to alarm the elders. I will use other methods to heal you."

A moment of hesitation flashed in Orin's mind, and Karas took the opportunity to push his tail and hug him.

"If you're angry with me, you can do whatever you want now..." Callas stuck to Olin's ear, "It's just..."

Orin opened his mouth unceremoniously, and his sharp teeth pierced Karas' throat. He hadn't tasted human blood for hundreds of years, and the taste of blood awakened even earlier memories.

At that time, Ellowyn was still in the era of wild sacrifices, and humans would offer sacrifices to the royal family.

Later, Feliaiya abolished the human animal system, and domesticated and integrated her group into the human beings on the ground.

But bloodthirsty is still the devil's instinct, just like humans like fishing, if you don't do it, you won't die, and if you do it, you will be extremely happy.

What's more, it's the blood of this former lover, fresh, sweet, and a bit pampered.

So Orin didn't hear the second half of Callas's words.That doesn't matter, what matters is what he wants to do at this moment.

He figured it out, if the price of love is to see the results of history, changes, and evolution and worry about what will happen 46 billion years in advance, then be a bastard, forget about it completely, and give up the damn love.Yes, he loves no one but himself and his illusory dignity.

After completely regaining his composure, Olin stood up from the pool of blood.Facing the direction of the Temple of Destiny, he lowered his voice: "I am in a difficult situation at this moment, please allow me a little presumption, "backtracking". "

The light flickered in the gap between time and space, and finally a portal that could accommodate two people appeared, which was exactly what Karas had used before.

I'm into a smart jerk, because backtracking isn't even in the Maw spellbook.

Karas thought, sitting up from the pool of blood and straightening his head.Ask: "Where are you going?"

Olin didn't answer, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he was completely different from the terrified and pitiful handsome man on the bed before.He walked straight towards the portal, with vague bloodstains on his feet.

"Wait!" Karas held onto the edge of the bed and stood up unsteadily, "You hurt me! Do you want to leave now!"

He made me look like a hound?Olin thought, his feet slipped, and he fell face down.

...Why is this again?

Callas had Orin's shoulders in time to keep his pretty face off the ground.The two inevitably looked at each other, in a regular and long-lasting embarrassment.

Orin looked at Callas, seeing inexplicable tears in the big eyes, looking innocent and harmless.

He smiled wryly, dispelling his thoughts.The innocent young man had his head removed earlier.Even though he also bit through the other party's throat, something was wrong anyway.

"I want to know..." Callas squeezed Orin's horn, "Why don't you want to resist fate? You already have enough strength."

"Will you rebel against the mentor who gave you everything?" Orin asked.

"I don't understand."

"You are a lonely kitten, no one will give you anything, you have to earn it by yourself..."

Olin sat up, "Fate gave me all the precious things, and then took away some innocuous things."

"You show off..." Callas exerted a little force, "I'm jealous."

"It's true that I don't know what I want. But she is also fair. Bad luck and good luck alternate. I have only come to this day to figure out what I should pursue."

Callas blinked, it was night in the gap between time and space, and his amber eyes were crystal clear and lovely under the light of lights and teardrops.

Olin approached Karas: "I'm going to kill you and Alessia to prove that I'm the best magician. Seventeen chances are enough."

Karas looked at Orin like a fool, as if he had inadvertently wiped away the time from the night of Halrony to the present.

But he soon figured it out, no matter how cute his lover is, he is also a royal family member and an official, and these two identities cannot tolerate loss of face.It's really annoying.

Karas was also a little angry: "Then you can go back from here by yourself."

Orin's mouth twitched.His backtracking magic is immature and can only be used once in the same space.

148. Chapter 148

Orin still left the gap between time and space, and returned to Halloni in desperation with the herbs that Karas had packed for him.

He forgot about the rapid changes in magic and the upcoming changes in history. He only remembered that he had lost face in front of a young man, so he might as well use up his seventeen chances quickly and lie down in the imperial mausoleum.

That night, he suffered from insomnia, and drank a few barrels of strong alcohol to fall asleep. Then he had a stomach problem, and the pain made him dizzy. Then he got up and took herbal medicine, and the cycle was the same as above.

Days and nights of insomnia and stomach pains continued, and Olin, realizing that the loss of face was taking a real toll on his health, wrote to the palace.

"I hope to see you in the room of the prince's time," he wrote in his letter, and Ain would understand.

That afternoon, Ain summoned him in the room where Olin used to live in the Rose Castle Imperial City.

When the guards retreated, Ain lifted Orin's tail and counted the scrolls on it: "You're almost retiring, what's wrong with you?"

Olin repeated what happened at night in the cemetery in the suburb of Halloni, hiding the story in the cracks of time and space.

"This incident made me doubt myself, please ask the Prime Minister to erase this memory for me."

Orin pleaded that the principle of "dispelling" magic is not difficult, it just requires the magic power of the caster.

The magic power of the caster must exceed that of the receiver, so the only two magicians he wants to challenge are the only ones in the country who can relieve Olin's worries.

"Anything else?" Ain gloated at Olin.

"What else?"

"Karas has the right to know about the Grim Reaper's challenge. Even if he doesn't ask, I will tell him after I take office. There must be some embarrassing follow-up that makes you sleepless."

"An embarrassing follow-up?" Olin felt guilty.

The afternoon sun penetrated into the room, elongating the shadows of the ornaments on the table.

"Karas is absolutely right. Mother wants you to inherit the God of Fate, but Fate is reluctant to make you suffer, so she didn't do it..."

Ain waved his fingers, "As expected of Ai Luowen's upcoming God of Time and Space, how wise he can deduce the clues of history in a single fight. You disgusting corrupt official, why are you willing to take action against my new God?"

Olin only felt that his heart was pierced. Ain was not there, but he guessed the reality.His brother knew his mind like the palm of his hand.

"Anyway, you probably didn't take advantage of it..." Ain patted Olin on the shoulder.

"Humph……"

Ain hugged Olin and sat on the soft velvet sofa: "At that time, the country only recognized one patron saint, and due to magic and the original rules of the universe, this god must love her monarch deeply. I also I don’t want you to inherit the throne, you don’t love me at all, and the country may be subverted at any time, haha.”

Olin frowned. It was impossible for him to fall in love with a colleague on official business, not even his own brother.

At that moment his shadow said: You are old, and you will not love anyone except the one you loved when you were young.

Olin lowered his eyes, he really hadn't thought about the reason why he was alone until now.Countless lonely nights, he told himself: the nameless unicorns and mermaids will not come again, but there is still a possibility for Callas, whether it is a black-faced cat or a human.

Callas is the only one who really loves him, unlike the ladies in the court who are full of bad ideas, so just wait.

But a few nights ago, he had almost killed Karas for the vanity of the elderly.

"Government be damned..." Orin cursed under his breath.

Ain patted Olin on the back, obviously hearing his curse: "You have to thank Karas Kuraflo."

"Ok?"

"Your puppet rescued him from the disaster in Settrum, and he studied magic for a while at Halloni, and eventually entered the Royal Academy of Magic.

There, he broke the magical connection between the throne and the throne, and the god selection system was born.Instead of appointing a Patronus, the state can choose gods at will. "

His heart ached, and Olin clutched his chest. He was at the scene of the natural disaster, but he didn't know that Karas was there.

They could have met sooner.like