Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

The period is only one day, and the magical activities on that day are completely different from those on ordinary days.

Olin spread his wings and put them on Karas' waist: "I want the magic power transformed by Alpha Taurus."

"What use will it be to you now?"

"Think of it as the elixir of love."

Callas sat up and fastened Olin's nightgown: "Whether being outside of the love period or forcibly changing your love period will affect your health, we have to figure out the rationale before we can talk about it."

What an annoying pedant, he can't give birth to a kitten in his stomach, why think so much?

Everything has to get to the bottom of it, and magicians hate that.Orin rolled his eyes, hugged Karas, and clenched his wings, not letting him go.

Karas just stuck to Olin and didn't move. Olin was not in love, and no matter how clever the teasing was, he couldn't make him interested.

What's more, Callas didn't mean to change his love period at all.Thunder roared outside the window, and the two were at a stalemate.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Callas sat up, with a premonition telling him there was trouble.

The puppet Anna's voice sounded outside the door: "The Creator, Prime Minister Yaleshiya wants to see you, it's urgent, please meet me."

"When?" Orin asked impatiently.

Anna replied nervously: "At this moment, Your Excellency the Prime Minister is at the door of your room."

"Where's Ain?"

"Your Majesty has gone to the altar on the outskirts of the city, and it's time to return to the imperial city."

Olin rolled over, pushed Karas away, picked up his underwear and quickly put it on.

"You go back..." Olin said while getting dressed, "She never came to me alone, and since Ain is not here, there must be an urgent problem."

"I'll go with you..." Callas put on the belt for Olin.

"You are still a magician, not the god of the country, and have no right to intervene in my official affairs..." Olin put on the last coat and adjusted the collar for Callas, "Go back."

"I can see what the prime minister is going to do, and it's something you can't deal with..." Callas said.

Olin waved his hand: "Araishia is very measured, she won't do anything until Ain comes back."

"But you will."

"I'm also very measured..." Olin rubbed Karas's head, "Just give her some color."

The door opened.Prime Minister Yarasia wears a formal golden gown and holds a golden wand.

This is Ellowyn's prime minister, Karas thought, poking his head out from behind Orin.

Alessia's appearance is not beautiful, but she has a wonderful affinity that does not match her position, which reminds Karas of the loving nun in the monastery next door when he was a child.

Karas saluted according to the etiquette of a magician, and Yaleshia returned the salute: "Karas Curaflo of Settrum, it is very lucky to meet you here."

Yaraishia predicted an annihilation and several natural disasters, and Karas believed that in a way, the prime minister's ability to predict the future was comparable to his time and space magic.Just as he was about to exchange some pleasantries, he met Orin's cold gaze.

Orin's eyes seemed to say, "You'd better not talk to her in front of me."

Callas pursed his lips and stepped back embarrassingly.He walked to the other side of the corridor, stopped, and admired the oil paintings on the wall.

The figure on the oil painting is the founding queen Feli Aiya, and the author has just separated from him.

Olin seldom met alone with Alessia. After the Prime Minister took office, he sought his advice on the prophecy, but he directly refused.

The reason is simple, she is far superior to him in magic attainments, and he thinks this is too contrived.Yalexia had no choice but to ask Ain to intervene, and only then did she get the information she wanted.

Olin was very annoyed by this, the prediction was the prime minister's responsibility, Yalexia needed a consultant, that was something she needed to solve, and it was a joke to mobilize the emperor to come down to ask for his opinion.

Later, Yalexia also consulted Orin for matters related to magic and prophecy, and of course they all relayed through Ain.As for coming to him directly, it has been a long time.

Roseburg Palace, balcony.

Orin took Anna, and Alessia took a magician, and the two sides crowded on one side of the balcony.

"What's the matter?" Orin held up the golden wine glass.The rain is still falling, and the thunder is still there, which makes him upset.

"For your health, I suggest that you drink less alcohol..." said Yaleshiya.

Orin drank the wine, turned the glass upside down on the balcony, and flicked it again.The golden wine glass fell down with a clatter, and within a few seconds, the sound of armor clashing and the guards' groaning could be heard downstairs.

After finishing all this, Olin gave Yaleshia a glance, watching the kind smile on her gentle face gradually disappear.

Alessia waved her hand, and the accompanying magician saluted and hurried away from the balcony.

What a nuisance, Orin thought, and gave Anna a wink, and Anna also exited the balcony and closed the door.

Yalexia said: "I predicted the challenge of the Temple of the Time and Space God. Although I don't know the reason, the result is that the battle between you and Karas Kuraflo will attract stars."

Olin frowned: "Stars? Meteors in the omen of extinction?"

"It's more serious..." Yaleshiya looked towards the haze in the distance, "The parent stars of the royal family will leave their orbits, gather outside the sky, and finally gather here."

Orin wrapped his cloak tightly, and the planet several times larger than the sun fell to the ground at the same time, causing only destruction.

"I don't know how you can recruit a star of this size," Araishya said again.

Olin was instantly confused by his own abilities, calling Fomalhaut, which was larger than the sun?

He didn't even dare to think about it.But Callas would definitely not hurt him.After thinking about it, Olin, based on his own understanding, guessed that it was nothing more than a little irritability that led to some improvement in skills, and it was not a problem.

But it entered the prime minister's book of prophecies, and it was a calamity for the country, a calamity that was sure to happen.

Olin leaned on the balcony: "This is a problem for the Prime Minister to solve."

Yalexia stepped forward: "I will be there when the temple is challenged. If you must use the world-destroying star magic to fight Karas Kuraflo, I will ensure that the stars are on the original trajectory."

That means my star magic won't work, Orin thought.Anyway, it was Ain's intention to let Karas ascend to the god position. Of course, Olin would not stop it. It is not a problem to lose one spell during the challenge.Except Olin himself was not happy.

Olin nodded: "I'm tired, that's all for today."

Orin turned and reached for the balcony door.Alessia crossed her wand, blocking his way.

"If I prevent you from summoning the home planet of the royal family, you will reverse the time on the ground back to the time when the planet was born—"

"Don't be kidding..." Olin pushed Alessia's wand away, "If I had that ability, would I still be chatting with you here?"

Alessia looked serious, as if facing an unsolvable puzzle.

"Please listen to me, even if the time goes back to the time when the planet was born, the God of Time and Space, who is worthy of the name, will correct this mistake.

Please don't be too quick to deny it.After predicting this, I have a doubt: Does the history of this planet only exist from the time of birth to the challenge of the Temple of the God of Time and Space?

How many times has life on this planet cycled like this?This cycle cannot be broken, just because you appeared at "that moment", are you... the God of Destiny? "

150. Chapter 150

Orin smiled, flicked away the golden wand, and cast the spell.

What is this for?Olin didn't know, he couldn't bear these strange conjectures, and everyone suspected that he was fate.

If he is, why didn't he bring the unicorn back to the imperial city earlier, so as to save hundreds of years of loneliness?

Then beat up the two magicians in the palace, so as to avoid annoying discussions such as the analysis and ranking of combat power in the market.

He wants to retire and stay away from these disputes.Thanks to Callas, now he has the chance to choose to die.

"Uh--"

Alessia was not as gentle as Callas. She struck back with her wand, and the end of the wand just hit Orin's abdomen. The momentum was not strong but the force was ingenious. This hit directly pushed him to the point of vomiting, and the following spells fell. empty.

Alessia smiled slightly: "Just right."

Orin didn't understand, and couldn't understand now.The porridge and milk I ate yesterday were mixed with the wine I just drank, and I couldn't stop rolling out.

"Uh... what is your purpose?"

Although vomiting is not a suitable occasion for conversation, Yalexia patiently explained: "Prophecy exists to be broken. You let me see the terrible prophecy, and also showed the possibility of breaking it."

Olin didn't understand.Yalexia didn't explain much, just opened the balcony door and shouted: "The prince is drunk, come quickly!"

Anna rushed in hastily, supported Orin, and called the other attendant golems.Seeing the puppets arriving at the scene, Yaleshia left with the magician.When passing by the oil painting, he did not forget to let Karas go to visit Olin.

Halloni, the prince's bedroom.

Orin was lying on the bed, holding the cat magic book in his hand.He is already familiar with the contents of the book, and occasionally read it out just to miss the past.Callas clung to Olin, sitting on his left leather wing.

"You're pressing me..." Olin patted Callas.

Callas moved, picked up the leather wings, folded them, and put them on his lap, as if he was covered with a reddish-brown blanket.

He gnawed on Orin's leather wing, muttered "delicious", and smiled like a kitten was full of meat.

"Tomorrow is the day to challenge the temple..." Olin closed the book, "What do you want to say?"

Callas hugged Orin's arm: "I'm going to sleep with you tonight, so keep your snoring down."

"Humph."

Olin