Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

, took a long breath.

"It's as if... It's as easy as changing a skeleton... But, it still hurts..."

it worked...

Callas breathed a sigh of relief.When he was a magician, he once saved the illegitimate son of a demon nobleman in Settlem, and he used the same method. When the magic took effect, the bastard said the same thing, "It's as easy as changing a skeleton."

Callas spent a gold ring to connect the broken cervical spine of the illegitimate son, thus saving his life.

The illegitimate son later became a knight, but died in the frontier war before he could be promoted.

At this moment Orin was able to relieve the pain, which seemed to fill the small hole in Karas' heart.

Callas picked up Orin and took him to the bathroom.There is only a large wooden basin without water in the bathroom of the hotel, and the moonlight pours into the basin, creating a wonderfully cold scene, which is the scenery that should be in a barren land.

Callas dressed neatly, called the maid of the hotel, made an appointment for washing water at night, and cleaned the blood-stained bed.

He sat in the corner between the bathroom and the bedroom and prepared painkilling herbs. He had a view of the two rooms, and he could see Orin lying in the bathtub in a daze, and the maids were cleaning the room in an orderly manner.

Orin's vague voice came from the bathroom. It was the unique voice of the "transcription" magic that converted thoughts into speech.

"I think... If I don't die tonight, I want to use this method to treat my nephew Ozzy. There are still some unclear details, and I need you to help me sort them out."

"Okay..." Callas agreed without thinking.The former regent Oz was crippled by wounds in the war was known throughout the country, and he lived in seclusion for this reason.

Olin maintained the posture when he was carried into the bathtub, motionless, and tiredness covered his face: "In exchange, what do you want? The reward for treatment, the price for teaching taboos."

Callas didn't like Olin's attitude of making everything official.Reasonable and annoying, it seems that all emotions can be measured by political and economic conditions.

Callas made his request again, adding additional terms: "I want you to be the priest of the Temple of Time and Space, and your working hours are limited to when there is sunshine. Without my permission, you cannot leave my side."

Priests of all gods are not allowed to leave the temple, which sounds like a reasonable request.

The corners of Olin's mouth twitched: "No problem. I will bring you an appropriate amount of wealth, as well as magical beasts that are not contracted by the Scepter of Nothingness."

Sounds like dowry.Karas smiled: "I don't lack wealth and monsters, I just got a litter of fluffy monster cats!"

"Your political acumen is so poor, do you think Ain doesn't remember what you were before? That's not a litter of Warcraft cats, it's a litter of furry rivals..." Olin said impatiently, "Okay Think about it, if you don't bring some wealth to you, Ain will think you kidnapped me, or there is some conspiracy between us.

And this matter is not so fast, I will be your priest as the reviewer of the Ellowyn gods, what will the other gods think?How will the system of god selection change?Everything is unknown. "

"Forget it, I'll kidnap you, here and now."

The herbs are mixed, and the room smells fresh and bitter.Callas stood up holding the medicine bottle. Behind the bathroom door was a sack originally used to catch wild cats. Catching wild cats was one of Caldylan's tourism projects. The store would prepare sacks for every guest, but they wanted to use them at this moment.

When Callas stepped into the bathroom, the air suddenly changed.

—he smelled the fragrance of roses.

There are no roses in Caldiran.

Karas' complexion also changed drastically. He kicked the door shut, and the rolled sack rolled out. Karas stuffed the sack back behind the door and stopped in front of the bathtub.

Orin remained in the same position as when he was put into the tub, motionless.It was early summer, he hadn't yet reached his love period, and his bones had been repaired before, so he didn't even have the strength to move.

Callas crouched by the tub, searching his demonic knowledge for possible factors that could change the love cycle: drugs, tides, and extreme fear.The drugs that affect the love period need to be taken for half a year to take effect, because Olin has never had a family plan, so Halloni has never prepared such drugs, and the tide of that year did not show any abnormalities.

The record of fear affecting the love period usually exists among the concubines in the harem. The concubines shoulder the important task of continuing the country, and they only have one day a year. Fear is also a common thing.

Apparently Olin doesn't need it.So it can only be the treatment just now, or the consequences of the treatment that frightened him.

Karas thought, squatting beside the tub, hugging Orin, trying to feed him herbs.

"No, I can't move, it will choke me..." Olin explained with the "transcription" magic, "And, the rose has already bloomed."

Callas didn't listen, like a god ignoring another god's oracle.He brushed the hair from Orin's forehead, and divided the handkerchief in two, using the cross as a boundary.

Callas wiped Orin's face with the left half of the handkerchief, which left dried blood and withered cracks.

Then dipped the right half of the handkerchief to get the herbal juice, stuffed it between Olin's lips, and the juice slowly seeped into the bloodless lips.

Olin looked at him and lowered his eyes: "Except for factors other than fate. I don't know what I think in my heart, and it's nothing to ordinary people. Everyone's heart is an abyss.

But it's also unexpected that I don't understand that what I think can cause such a troublesome situation.However, the rift has been repaired, and this matter should stop there. "

Karas understood that this unknown fear might also be the real cause of the rift.

However, magic can only explore the objective truth, and cannot understand what people think.

"It's not the gap that affects you..." Callas took off his robe, leaving only his close-fitting shirt, and stepped into the tub without water, "it's the soul."

"how come……"

Callas held Olin's face in his hands and looked straight into his tired red eyes: "I know the suffering you have gone through. A treatment will not make you have strong feelings. This feeling should be the reason for this treatment. .

Even without a rift, this unexplained feeling will continue to affect your body.The disorder of the love period is only the beginning. "

The influence of fear on demons is not limited to the rhythm of the love period, but also affects nerves, magic pathways, hearts, magic cores and other organs.

The ever-increasing aroma of roses rises from the bottom of the tub.A current-like premonition passed through his mind, and Karas blurted out: "I think you understand the source of this feeling, and it should also be the reason that prompted you to come here."

Orin smiled, and Callas could tell he was trying to smile seductively, but he looked tired and weak because his body couldn't support him.

"So what? It's like a doctor can't cure his own disease. You have time to waste your time here, why don't you satisfy me first?

I can't move at all now, you won't want to help me, will you?

I may not survive tonight, but I'm not afraid.Rather than dying alone, it would be better to make out with the cute black-faced cat. "

"Omens of death," Callas captured the keyword.His first reaction was that Olin secretly researched some magic that failed, and he had to come here to use unique factors such as leylines to solve it.

Olin once fought against the god of death, and the battle lasted for a long time. With his wisdom, it is not difficult to see through the power of the god of death and convert it into magic.

If so, that would be a better way to reason.

Callas couldn't take his eyes off: "Even if it's you, that thing is supported by cartilage inside. Now I'm going to rub you, and you will enter the endless cycle of fractures, fissures, and healing. Nothing will change."

The scent of roses is stronger, and the devil reaches its peak of torment on the night of love day.

Olin lowered his eyes, as if completely desperate: "I know, nothing will change. Enduring pain is part of the contract between fate and me, I accept it, and I will not change it.

They are the foundation of my magic, after all.You go out and don't come back until the night is over, or I'm going to have a hard time tonight. "

Orin's eyes wandered, the same one Karas usually sees on Love Day.

Demons are wonderful things that manifest themselves in the body as a result of a shift in thought.

Callas sometimes feels like he just wants a long-term companion and doesn't know his lover well enough.

If Orin is not a demon, without a concrete embodiment of emotion and body, Karas will not consider what his lover thinks at all.This relationship can also become shallow and dangerous.

After the kiss was over, Olin said with a bitter face, "Don't torture me... Forget it, I will endure it if you are here or not. You might as well be here, I will feel safer."

Considering Olin's current situation of being unable to move, this sentence can be regarded as sincere.Callas hugged Orin, burying his face in his chest.

"Well... there is no better comfort than you."

The sound translated by the magic became more and more blurred, and Olin reached the limit of his body. Although his body didn't do anything, he fell into a coma like over-indulgence.

Callas wanted to say something, but now was not the time.

At midnight, the maids brought the water.Callas magically heated the water, soaked Orin in it, and at a fee had the maids wash them.

During the washing, Olin asked, "After using so much water, do we still have the money to go back?", which made the maids laugh out loud.

But the scent of roses in the bathroom has not faded at all, and Karas's heart is still there.