Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Breaking free, Karas simply hugged his waist.

"I don't understand, since I can decide the end of civilization, why am I still here?" Olin patted Karas on the head, "Don't scratch me!"

"Civilization has a beginning and an end, but we only have this moment..." Callas continued to put his head into Olin's arms, "Civilization and history are fine, I just want you to be with me, um..."

Olin still can't figure out what use it would be for him to exist for hundreds of years out of 46 billion years, and then turn around for another 46 billion years, but the prophecy that "can determine the end of civilization" made him feel better.

Coupled with Karas' caress and comfort, he put down the cat magic book and went to sleep.On love day that summer, when Orin was lying in the bedroom of the Temple of Time and Space, enjoying the embrace of his lover, he suddenly realized that he was a complete jerk——

She seldom practices magic, and cares about ranking and winning or losing.But Karas has never cared about these little tangles. As long as Orin has him in his heart, he can talk about any troubles.

The challenge of the Temple of the Time and Space God is on schedule.

Only the innermost circle of seats in the arena had spectators, most of whom were elders from Settrum.

Karas looked towards the stands, but the elders did not return his gaze because they were too far away.

Emperor Ain held the memorial in his hand for review, as if he was not interested in the confirmed result.

Only the prime minister, Yalexia, was paying attention to the situation on the field, and even waved to Karas.Callas saluted the prime minister, turning his attention back to the center of the arena.

Callas himself was still wearing the robes of a public office magician, and Olin was wearing shiny light armor with a sword and shield, as if he was completely desperate for his career.

But Karas could tell at a glance that the sword was not an ordinary sword, but a part of the Scepter of Nothingness.Shields are also indistinguishable artifacts.

"You once had a wish..." Olin said, "I was not interested in fighting me according to the classical rules of magic. Now that you have this opportunity, and the rules have changed, I will use all I know Magic to fulfill your wish. Of course, not including your space-time magic."

Callas rubbed his hands: "My wish has changed."

"Ok?"

"I don't want to compete with my sweetheart on magic..." Callas said, "I hope you don't retire."

"what?"

"You want to move on with me and all the secrets of this planet. So don't retire, don't stop, don't reject everything that changes.

Whether it is to continue your official duties as a magic craftsman, or to be my priest, don't stop.You and I move forward through time together, this is my only wish. "

Olin's face was full of doubts, obviously he didn't understand the logic of the words, but he understood the words "don't retire".It would be great if you could have a loved one with you both at work and at rest.

Olin's mind flashed the scene when his parents were alive, but he had never imagined their feelings.At this moment, there was a little longing vaguely.

There were no accidents that day, after all prophecies are meant to be broken.Of course, except for the three magicians present, no one knows what happened and was corrected among the zodiac stars.

On that day, a large number of foals were born all over the country, fishermen caught more fish than usual, and old cats died in droves, as if nature silently celebrated the new god.

151. Chapter 151

Rose Castle, by the Royal Lake.

Callas threw out his fishing rod.Ain sat beside him on the fishing lounger.The fishing lines of the two entered the water far away, and the breeze blew across the lake, causing ripples.

Callas looked beyond His Majesty to the tree in the distance, where his beautiful lover lay napping wearing a silk blindfold, and puppets around him shaded the master.Several little princes whose names he couldn't name twisted into a ball and were being taught by the prime minister.

Callas looked away and sat down on his fishing stool.An early summer breeze billowed his robes.

Ain suddenly said, "Olin doesn't want to retire."

Callas smiled and the line was bouncing but he did not pull.

"You are saving him..." Ain said again.

"save?"

"Let him wake up from his confusion and do what matches his strength."

"Ah..." Callas felt the fishing rod in his hand getting heavier, "His Royal Highness is very sober, and he is also shouldering the responsibility of the country."

Ain smiled: "You influenced him in some ways."

The hook sank, Karas pulled hard and got a small fish.

"Not bad..." Ain glanced at the fish, he didn't catch any prey today.

The two of them were some distance away from the nobles having a picnic. Karas retracted the hook, quietly threw the fish into Ain's fishing basket, and rearranged the baiting and hooking again.

"Your Highness is gentle and the best person to me..." Callas said, "He is just too tired, and tiredness will affect his judgment. As long as he gets a proper rest, he can rectify and start again."

"Haha", Ain laughed, as if he had heard a childish confession, "A murderer who tried to murder you twice, you call him the best person for you."

Callas didn't answer, he had his way of loving a lover who was going bad.

Ain straightened his fishing line and continued, "Murder is a way of showing love."

"Huh?" Karas didn't understand.

"We have long learned to suppress the dark side of our nature, and now it is no longer appropriate to call us demons, we are more like gods on the ground, showing our perfect side to people.

But in the face of the person you like, sometimes you can't restrain your nature.Longing for the life of a loved one twists us to the core. "

Callas' heart sank.

"Olin also thought about murdering his mother and fate..." Ain added.

Karas shuddered: "And then?"

"I just thought that he didn't love them as much as they thought."

Conflict arose in Karas's heart, and Feliaya's plea to fate for a child who loved her now sounded like she needed a killer to end her life.

"What about you, Your Majesty?" Callas asked suddenly.

"Me?" Ain smiled, "I will fall in love with many concubines at the same time, so each relationship will not be very strong, even so, I will occasionally have the idea of ​​killing, but it is just an idea.

To love someone but to hold back your love is really severing.I guess father and mother are probably fighting in places where I can't see them. "

As soon as the hook sank, Ain slowly reeled in the line, the lake surface was turbulent, and the weight of the hook disappeared instantly.

Karas turned his back and chanted a few spells softly, the lake surface surged, and it was a school of fish.

Give His Majesty the emperor a little harvest, he is measured and will not take too much.Callas thought.

"After all those disasters, Orin chose not to love anyone. But he was lucky to have you..."

Ain threw down the hook happily, "A you who is enough for his presumptuous nature. It is really a gift of fate."

Ain pulled on the hook again, but it was still empty.Callas couldn't stand it anymore, picked up his own fish basket and picked it up, blocked the sight of the picnic nobles with his body, and secretly poured the fish into Ain's basket.

At the same time, several little princes wrestled with their uncle who was taking a nap, and the poor prince screamed incessantly. The scene was once very chaotic, so no one cared about what His Majesty had gained.

Orin retired anyway, and his public duties passed to Akka.There was an uproar among the nobles, okay, first a human god, and then a golem civil servant.The blood of this country is thoroughly depraved.

But that's not something Olin wants to think about.He lived in the dormitory in the forest, fell asleep at dusk and woke up at noon every day, as if he wanted to make up for the sleep he lost during his service.

In the afternoon he was buried among the ancient spellbooks.However, the gods still need his magic advice. In order to get the information they want, the gods will go deep into the forest to visit, but they are all rejected.This made Orin look less like a retired official than a mysterious hermit.

However, under Ain's coercion, some gods could still meet Orin.

When the God of Sleep visited Olin one time to consult magic, he knew about this situation and said, "The lost sleep cannot be made up."

Each god has irreplaceable authority, and they are careful in their words and actions.

Olin replied, "I'm not trying to make up for sleep, I'm trying to make up for lost time."

"Your time has returned to Ellowyn..." said Sleep, "and he needs you."

After finishing speaking, the god of sleep left, and Olin looked at the mountains of letters on the desk, each of which had a seal of jellyfish.

The golems would turn the pages of the calendar for him every day. He looked at the calendar, and found that a hundred days and nights had passed since he lived in the bedroom in the forest.

The puppet Anna saw that the sleeping god had left, so she came forward. Olin knew what she wanted to say, and guessed what she had replied to Karas.

After refusing to meet countless times, he still couldn't think of a way to make him feel that he was worthy enough of this relationship.

Olin opened the letter, browsed through the ten lines at a glance, finally closed the letter paper, and wrote a reply letter by himself.

"Forget me, polite, well-behaved kitten..." Orin whispered, then raised his voice, "Send the letter and put the old litter in the warehouse."

Anna looked at him and didn't move.The cat litter was the red cotton litter used by the black-faced cat a long time ago. It was left untouched in the bedroom. It was very old and was always cleaned.

"Lovely Creator, if you have been embarrassing the God of Time and Space..." Anna finally couldn't help it, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by fate?"

"What are you thinking..." Olin lay back on the bed, "You will be punished by fate if you ask for unmatched feelings."

Ana looked at Orin, thinking she had read and