K-type Mage

"You look really bad, do you need help?" The clear young voice, with an upturned ending, carried a kind of vitality that can only be found in the sun.

The black-haired young man was leaning against the tree trunk with his hands on his stomach, but he looked up vigilantly at the smiling person standing opposite him.

It was a young man with slightly curly hair. His features and outlines had the unique edges and corners of people from other worlds, but there were some other things mixed in, which made people know he was of mixed race at a glance.There was a bright smile in the brown eyes, and the kindness and curiosity were not hidden, and he looked gently at the weak young man under the tree.

The young man who glanced at the distance between the two closed his eyes again, his tone was cold, but his voice was hoarse.

"do not come."

The protective barrier is still maintained.

The young man had a troubled expression on his face.

"I'm lost here," he said. "You're the first living person I've ever seen."

The young man ignored him, closed his eyes, but his ears were still paying attention to the rubbing sound of the other party's clothes, soles of feet and dead branches when he moved.

The young man stood there looking at him for a while, and sighed in disappointment when he realized that he was really not going to talk to him.

"Sorry for the interruption. I'll look elsewhere." He said this, and looked at him hesitantly before turning around to leave, "Your situation... You should go out early, it's not easy to rest here."

Not expecting an answer, he turned and left.

The young man opened his eyes to look at the back of the young man. His dark eyes hid the surging black tide, and he seemed to be casually scanning the traces left by the man before he left.

He closed his eyes again.

It is none of my business.

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Yuan Shen woke up from the dream.

He pressed his forehead and smiled wryly.

Thinking every day and dreaming at night, why did you come out again? In the past 200 years, he has not often dreamed. Most of the practice of a mage is to lay a good spiritual foundation, and he can also control the dream to practice spells and fights in it. A night without dreams is more suitable for him.

After all, it is projection.He sighed, put down his hands, and sat up on the bed.

He wasn't too surprised that he would dream of his best friend again, but he was a little bit lamented that he was so indifferent when he wasn't acting at that time, but it was a little subtle that the guy was warm and friendly - he has a good temper , but it is impossible to speak with that kind of smile and tone to someone you meet for the first time.

A faint sense of strangeness flashed through my heart.

Genshen touched his heart, and the projection was a complete replica of the original body—a human body that was polluted but firmly maintained its balance.Heartbeat, blood circulation and breathing, the physiological functions can be called human beings.

In fact, he can use this projection to simulate the birth, aging, sickness and death of human beings, and return to the original body after the cycle is completed.

...But this decision does not mean a good thing.

He pressed hard on his heart, and the beating sound of the heart never stopped.Take a last breath.

People's minds change.He was well aware of this, but at least, at this time, he was not prepared to die in a human way.

For the current time traveler, death is not eternal sleep, since this is the case, it is enough to live directly in this way.

Birds chirping sounded outside the window, passing through the glass into the room, crisp and melodious.

Yuanshen rubbed his hair and got up from the bed, forgetting his sorrows and sorrows, pulled on his slippers and yawned and left the bedroom.

A week and a half after arriving in this randomly chosen town seat, he rented a suite in the apartment.In any case, it is impossible to buy a house every time he goes to a place. He finds that it is cheaper to rent a house according to the possibility that he can't stop.

Although the young man in the mirror had the corners of his eyes slightly raised, but when he lowered his eyebrows and kept his eyes closed without smiling, he was so indifferent that it seemed that the previous smiles were all fake, quite deceiving.

The sequelae of acting for too long in the past, I was laughed at, "Are you a feudal patriarch who loves to talk hard in his heart?".Yuanshen lowered his head and splashed water on his face, secretly thinking that he really looks like a psychopath with two faces.

But that's okay.He doesn't need to be loved and valued by others now - that's too heavy.

He was distracted, and continued to move.

The summer festival in July and August is about to begin.Although it is only a small place, preparations have already begun in full swing.Sounds like fun.

*

Festivals in Japan vary in size, but are common.Most of the sacrificial activities in various places are related to praying for a good harvest and getting rid of bad luck.

Compared with curse spirits, monsters have existed in this land for thousands of years, and sometimes those sacrificial activities are held to pray to these non-human beings.

Thousands of years ago, anyone could see monsters, but now it is more like an ancient legend.Mantra spirits have replaced the status of monsters and are more concealed, but monsters that are invisible to ordinary people still have a long-lasting custom of sacrifice.

The reason for saying this.

It was because Yuanshen went to the summer festival with great anticipation, thinking that if Natsume-kun’s guardian didn’t come back, he might be able to play with him—thinking of such a thing, he habitually opened up the spiritual realm to scan the seat and the side When I went up to the top of the mountain, I found that the child was not in the human festival, but seemed to be chased and strayed into the ghost festival.

……

Late night is carnival time for monsters.

The torches of the monsters were connected into long burning lines in the forest, which rendered the silent night into a lively atmosphere.

Natsume Takashi hid in the grass, tremblingly looking at the place where monsters gathered in front of him.

The venue was beautifully decorated, and there was a tall and large bonfire built in the center. The bright orange-red flames were beating, and the heat was astonishing, distorting the air.Some monsters danced cheerfully, waving fans, swinging sleeves, circling... There were occasional howls of unknown meaning, and there were monsters applauding beside them.

If it weren't for the fact that they were monsters, it would be a lively, child-appealing sight.

The boy held his breath, bent over and carefully tried to get away from the grass that was not illuminated by the light.

The plot of accidentally stepping on a dead branch and startling the monster did not happen. He crept away and saw the path that led him to the monster festival.

So he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The sound of relaxing exhalation was inaudible in the howling of the monster, not even the sound of a heartbeat.But it attracted the attention of monsters in the dark night.

The wet hair crawled up the boy's neck, and the monster's voice was hoarse and indistinguishable, like a poisonous snake spewing out a message: "Child of humans...? Your spiritual power is very strong. It just so happens..."

Natsume Guizhi stared in horror, and his head ran away without his head: "Wow, ah, ah!"

"Ho ho ho, are you afraid? Human children, be afraid." The long-haired monster chased after it with a smile, not far or near, as if it was a bad move to torture its prey, but from a high altitude, it was purposely driven away. with children.

Screaming would consume energy, the boy gritted his teeth tightly and ran in the grass in the cool night wind.

The fog came out at some point, and the shadow in front of him became bigger.

"Don't stop, human child..." The long-haired monster chased after him with a smile, "Speaking of which, where is your home? The adults let you go out alone?" It said, "Or is it because you can see the monster... ...rejected?"

The boy didn't hear the strangeness of the monster's words, but felt sad because what he said was true.The soreness made his eyes turn red. Such distraction prevented him from seeing the height difference ahead, and he stepped into the air.

"——!!" The sudden incident made him widen his eyes in horror when he fell, and the scream of weightlessness was suppressed in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

The picture in the field of vision includes the bright moonlight and crossed tree shadows, as well as the expressionless but anxious face when it jumped to the edge.

……Huh?Is it an illusion?Are you worried about me?

Natsume Takashi thought in such a trance, he thought he would fall heavily on the stone or grass, and the dizziness of being unable to step on the sky disappeared in the next second, and a pair of hands caught him.

"Natsume-kun, it's best to bring a flashlight when you explore at night." A brisk voice said.

Under the light of the moonlight, the young man with a smile on his brows and eyes can be seen clearly.

Yuan Shen: "Natsume-kun, are you okay?"

"...Mr. Yuan, Yuan!?" The child whose heart was still pounding hurriedly came to his senses, and found himself struggling after being hugged, "I'm sorry! Why are you here...? Please let me down... ..."

Yuan Shen put the person down obediently, looked up at the monster that hadn't left yet, and continued talking to the child.

"The festival has already started, and I'm going to find a suitable place on the mountain to watch the fireworks." He lied without changing his expression, and then turned his head to look at the gradually thickening fog, "But it may not be possible to see it now."

Natsume Takashi looked up blankly: "...Huh?"

"Look." The young man motioned the boy to look around, "We seem to have entered a strange place."

The fog was thick to a certain extent, and then quickly receded like a tide, taking away the cold moonlight and the dim woods.

The sky lit up, as if someone had wildly painted the sky with layers of blue with a paintbrush.

Looking at such a scene, Natsume Takashi was so shocked that his thinking froze a bit.

what happened?

Although the boy can see the world that ordinary people can't see, such a scene that violates cognition obviously confuses him so much that his eyes roll around after thinking for a while.

"You can think of this as another space, Natsume-kun." The young man said calmly, "We can have a big adventure."

"...Like Alice in Wonderland?" Natsume Takashi said.

Yuan Shen: "...um."