Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Without the money and manpower to start the war, even the last bit of magic is gone.

Losing his magic made him think about things, but he didn't get an answer right away.

"Let me tell you..." Callas rubbed Orin's tail, calling his attention back, "You and His Majesty meet first, and let him know that you're back". Even if you want to challenge the authority of the gods, It is up to us. For you are my priest now."

Lost everything, but found care and pampering.Olin smiled, he was sure Karas loved him, even if he had nothing.

Thinking of this, Orin felt that the gods and Ain were just small embellishments in his long love story.

Orin once pursued the ultimate magic and fanatical love, and got nothing in the most intense pursuit. At this moment, he lost everything, but seemed to gain everything again.

The aroma of bread gradually rose, and the waiter brought out the freshly baked bread.Callas took one: "I've never seen freshly baked sugar bread at night. It's a miracle that even magic can't do."

"Haha."

Olin smiled with his IQ down, touched Callas's head, and looked into his amber eyes.

Everything seemed to be going according to Olin's wishes: he could not do anything for unicorns, mermaids and black-faced cats, but he could buy freshly baked sugar bread for Callas Curaflo.

Callas ate the bread, ignoring that Ellowyn's venerable Emperor was still waiting in his temple.

Naturally, the shopkeeper would not think about such things as the gods coming to the door. He only saw that he was young and cute, so he brought hot milk, so that Karas could eat more bread, and even skip breakfast the next day.

While Karas was eating and drinking, Olin ran to the opposite station and hired four monster cats to help transport the bread back to the Temple of Time and Space.

Even without magic and losing everything, Orin can still do things for Callas, like buying steaming sugar loaf at night.

"Let's go back..." Karas rolled Orin's tail around his arm in the robe, touching the soft flesh on the other side of the scale.

Orin felt at the touch that, to him, life was no different with or without magic.

He endures his own powerlessness and bad luck, and is comforted by love and small gains.

He put his hand on Callas's shoulder, and the two walked out of the bakery in the moonlight. He watched the monster cats drive away in the cart full of bread, and listened to the annoying noise of the cart on the stone road.Beware of his death and fate!No one can do anything to him.

189. Chapter 189

The curtains of the bedroom floated with the morning breeze, and Olin looked at Halloni's account books from that year, lost in thought.

He picked up the pen, and carelessly drew tracks on the acting paper, and finally raised his head and let out a sound.

Aka, the puppet beside him, asked, "Dear Creator, are you uncomfortable?"

Olin lowered his hand: "Take me to bed."

A-Ka swiftly put away the account books, picked up Olin, and put him on the bed.A-Ka was about to turn around and leave when Olin grabbed A-Ka's wrist: "Wait a minute."

A-Ka is not used to his creator showing fragility, and he himself does not have the function of emotional comfort, with a deadpan expression: "I'll call Anna, she knows how to comfort you better."

"Forget it..." Olin said again, "You go."

"I'm staying here."

As Aka said, he sat on the edge of the bed, still an arm's length away from Olin's body.The morning breeze floated, and the account books rattled.

"It's the mystery of the power of time and space that gives you a headache, right?" A-Ka asked.

"There is no mystery in the power of time and space, it is just an exhaustive deduction, and the manpower can always be reached at the end."

"What..." Aka regained his indifferent expression, "I don't understand magic, but I also know that it is a mystery that can only be achieved by piling up genius magicians to the end."

"This is not something you have to think about with a monthly salary of thirty gold coins..." Olin said, "Bring 'that book' here. "

There was a rare surprise on A-Ka's face, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just left the bedroom and returned, handing a golden book to Olin.

The cover of the book is made of gold, with roses carved on it, and the title of the book is not written.

"If that's right, is it this one?"

Olin took it: "You can go out now."

A-Ka walked to the door and whispered a few words to the serving puppet outside the door.The puppet flew away.

"In order to avoid the impact of your reading this book, I can't leave..." A-Ka turned back to the bed, "After all, this is an ancient gift, and you haven't opened it since you received it."

"Because I know the content."

Olin opened the golden book without hesitation. The book was well preserved, and on the title page was written in smooth and beautiful handwriting: "Give my child Orin Valentine a puzzle that will make Ai Luo All the magicians in Wen are in great pain, and those who reveal the secret have nothing to do with the original wisdom."

The giver's signature is Gore Valentine.

Olin's face was ugly, he turned the title page, the second page was the title of the book: "On the Monetary Value of Magical Energy".

"Forgive my rudeness, I'm curious..." A-Ka leaned on the bedpost, "On one side is the father you hate so much, and on the other is the God of Time and Space, who makes you have a splitting headache. What kind of subject has achieved the effect of fighting poison with poison? , got you thinking?"

"Get out..." Olin said.

A-Ka saluted, turned and went out, but did not leave.Olin knew that the puppet was worried about him, and this worry would sometimes cause unnecessary trouble.

If Aka didn't ask Anna to come at the beginning, but directly coaxed Olin, who had been up all night, to sleep like Anna did, I'm afraid Olin would never think of Gore's golden book at all.

The succession ceremony of the God of Time and Space has been completed, and Olin believes that his responsibility for this country has also come to an end.

However, in the challenge of the temple, Olin made a real move. He used all the known forbidden magic, but he still lost completely.

The challenge unsettled Olin.Callas didn't recognize him when he came this time, and he even spent the first half of the young magician's life like a good student, which can be called cute.

However, the cute black-faced cat instantly transformed into a formidable space-time god, which is what Olin doesn't want to see.After all, love is based on hiding and matching.

Orin could wait until Callas came next time.Next time, he wanted Callas to be a lovely lover, without any ability to advance the course of history.They live the life of lovers in Halloni.

——It’s just that Orin never mentioned this wish to Karas.After all, the wish is arrogant, stupid, and ridiculously bad.

Based on the premise of such a loss, Olin felt that his loss was not wronged.

However, in the process of challenging the temple, some gains were more interesting to him than failures.That is the materialization of magical energy.

During the challenge, both sides used star magic, and they used the energy of the four kings of the zodiac. After Olin watched Callas' star magic, he left a cyan crystal on the ground.

The materialization of magical energy itself is a realm that is difficult to achieve. Even Olin himself can only last a few seconds in the battle, but once the energy of the stars is materialized, it will be destructive energy.

Olin looked up at the shelf opposite, and there was a pebble-sized cyan crystal on the shelf, which he picked up from the challenge venue.

——The crystallization left by Callas has been preserved to this day, and has a tendency to last forever.

And the energy contained in that piece of crystal is enough to raze a city of the size of Harloni to the ground.

After a short period of research, Olin completed part of the process of forming crystals, which is expensive——

And Olin was sure he had learned only the cheapest part of the process.

Nevertheless, he still wanted to reproduce the crystallization of the stars.

"Ah……"

Olin yawned.The day before yesterday, the challenge of the Temple of the God of Time and Space ended, and Karas dragged him to chat all night;

The night before yesterday, he went to the challenge venue to touch a crystal and came back, but he couldn't fall asleep;

Last night, Olin received Harloni's financial report from that year, so he suspended the research.

The results of the financial report were dismal: due to the famine, this year's manufacturing and logistics revenue was lower than expected;

The magic craft project invested heavily in the past few years has paid off, but it is only just enough to smooth out the cost;

So this year, Harloni's overall loss is small, not to the point of tightening her belt, and she is not optimistic.

Olin flipped through the ledger.Stack ledgers and golden books crosswise.

"Then...for the time being, we still can't start..." he said to himself.

Although Olin is the lord of Halloni, due to complicated historical reasons, the financial situation of the territory will still be known to Ain.

If he wants to use expensive means to create star crystals, it will definitely be reflected in the books.

Olin's pen hand trembled.

Callas has come back, is it necessary to do this?

When Gore had just passed away, Ain summoned Olin to the palace and handed over part of Gore's research to Olin.

Olin turned them all down.Orin hated his father, hated everything his father had left, even if it was valuable.

Ain asked Orin: "Elovin's prime minister must be a top-level magician. Without the results of magic research, how can you prove that you are qualified for the position of prime minister?"

Olin understands Ain's intentions, and continuing his father's research is a shortcut to become prime minister, but he really can't let go of his anger.

"Then I won't be Prime Minister..." Olin replied.

Ain seriously criticized Olin, accusing him of giving up his duties and dreams at will, and throwing the research materials left by Olin and Gore into the