Son of Light and Darkness

"Wind Blade." Raphael's voice was as soft as a spring breeze.

It's just that Eli didn't feel the slightest warmth on his face, but a cold chill.

He fixed his eyes and raised the magic staff in his hand. Just as he finished chanting the spell, countless wind blades shot out from all directions, and accurately shaved the feathers of the beautiful bird hanging in the middle.

Raphael stepped forward to take a look casually, and stretched out his slender hand to hold the bird that had already fainted from fright and shook it in his hand: "It's not bad, it's so much better than the craftsmanship of the magic craftsmen on the street. A little bit."

Eli came to the conclusion that Raphael was in a very bad mood, and he must not be offended at this time, lest he become innocent cannon fodder.

He originally thought that Raphael was a very gentle teacher, but now he knew Raphael very well, and he also understood more and more how deceptive this person's innocent and gentle appearance was.

Raphael's temper is definitely much bigger than their great principal.

A somewhat familiar figure walked towards this side in the distance, Eli breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and Raphael's royal punching bag came.

He couldn't help but carefully looked at Raphael, pointed to that side and said, "Teacher, the principal is here."

Raphael turned around without changing his smile, and saw a tall and handsome man walking towards him, holding an empty birdcage in his hand.

"Your Excellency Principal." Eli bowed his head.

Hailaer nodded to him: "You can dismiss get out of class."

"Your Excellency, Principal! If I remember correctly, Eli Christopher is my student?" Raphael didn't change his smile.

"Of course, my dear professor." Hailaer looked at Raphael indifferently, "but I believe that I have the right to decide when the students in my college dismiss their classes. Moreover, I also want to discuss with the professor why someone just sent My pet... will become like this?"

His eyes stopped on Raphael's hand.

Raphael threw the shaved bird in his hand: "It's just using local materials to cultivate students' ability to manipulate magic. Do you have any opinions, Principal?"

Hailar easily avoided the poor bird, with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth: "You're jealous..."

Eli's whole body was stiff....

He heard nothing, heard nothing, heard nothing...

Raphael's smile suddenly became more gentle, and the gentleness made people's hair stand on end.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." Suddenly, another cold voice came, interrupting Raphael and Hailar's gaze.

Eli's eyes lit up, and Mephisto walked up to him, held his hand, and politely saluted Raphael and Hylar, saying, "I'm here to pick up Eli."

"Yeah." Hailaer didn't smile much at his most proud disciple.

It has to be said that like a teacher, there must be a disciple.The teacher Hailar doesn't like to laugh, and the student Mephisto is even more handsome.

Of course, as long as he is a handsome guy, no matter if it is an iceberg or a flaming mountain, there will always be someone willing to pounce on him one after another.

Therefore, when Eli followed Mephisto, he would always receive countless envious or jealous eyes.

The relationship between him and Mephisto has also been rumored by some people in various versions, but the most widely accepted is that his family is a vassal family of the Christopher family, and he is just a servant who serves Mephisto closely. .

Of course, these gossips can reach Eli's ears, thanks to Aya and Jin's contribution.

"Mephisto." Raphael looked at him with a smile, "I heard that you are going to represent the academy, congratulations on your victory in advance."

"Thank you, Teacher Raphael." Mephisto always respected Hailaer and Raphael, although he did not see any smile in Raphael's eyes.

Contest?

Eli looked at Mephisto suspiciously.

"It's a very interesting competition." Raphael's tone suddenly became very strange. He gave Hailar a cold look before raising the corners of his lips. "Every three years, one of the four best academies on the mainland In the college competition held, each college can send ten students to participate. A long tradition, isn't it? A glorious history."

The strong sarcasm in these few words, Eli can't be mistaken.

"Brother." Eli looked up worriedly, "Are you going to compete?"

Mephisto squeezed his palm lightly, as an admission.

"Raphael, this is the rule." Hailar frowned.

"Huh? Rules. Do you still want to keep such a cold-blooded game now? Just to please those high-ranking viewers? Hailar, you are very suitable for the position of the principal. I believe you will get used to it more and more in the future." Raphael said coldly Looking at Hailar.

Cold-blooded game?

When Eli lowered his head, he didn't miss the complex flash in Hailar's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Eli and I are leaving first." Mephisto saluted politely and took Eli away from the training ground.

Speechless all the way.

"Are you worried about Teacher Raphael?" Mephisto asked suddenly.

Eli frowned slightly: "Will there be great danger?"

He wasn't worried that Raphael would suffer, he was more worried about Mephisto.If it weren't for the danger to a certain extent, Teacher Rafael would definitely not be so angry.

You know, Raphael himself is a very adventurous person, of course, more often he still takes Hylar to go on adventures (to die).

Mephisto paused before smiling: "It's not that dangerous. Teacher Raphael is angry because of the teacher."

"It's because of the principal?" Eli raised his little finger in doubt, "Let's pull the hook, don't lie to me."

Facing Mephisto, he would often involuntarily make some childish actions that his former self would definitely sneer at, for example, hooking his fingers...

"Yes. You don't have to worry so much. If you want to worry, why don't you think about what you want to eat delicious at night... It seems that you don't need it anymore." Mephisto changed his tone after speaking halfway, and Eli also retracted the hands that were about to touch each other.

At their door, a golden carriage was parked.

On the carriage, the striking family emblem of the Christopher family was branded in the middle of the carriage, and a majestic griffin proudly spread its wings.

Beside the carriage, a well-behaved butler was standing there, looking at Mephisto and Eli without looking sideways, then bowed respectfully and said: "Dear young master, Madam invites you and the young master back to the manor."

Eli's steps faltered.

As early as when he saw the sign on the carriage, he had already guessed the identity of the person coming, but he was still not mentally prepared to meet that woman.

Perhaps, even if he was given another lifetime, he would never want to see that woman.

The noble, elegant, and graceful mistress of Christopher's family, Mephistopheles and his father married into the Christopher family back then, so this woman just changed from Miss Christopher to Mrs. Christopher.

"Mother?" Mephisto stood in front of Eli expressionlessly, blocking the butler's searching view.

"Yes, madam is not in good health recently, she misses you very much. I believe that if she can see the young master, madam's illness will gradually get better." The steward replied.

Mephisto looked at him indifferently: "What she needs more is a court therapist. I'll go back, Eli won't go back."

"Madam said that she also hopes to see Master Eli." The butler insisted calmly.

Eli raised his head suddenly, his cold eyes were even colder than Mephisto's: "I'll go."

Mephisto paused before looking down at him: "Okay, let's go together."

Eli's heart was definitely not as calm as he showed.

Regarding that woman, he found to his sorrow that he had no memory of her at all.

I don't remember what she looked like, what color eyes, what color hair...

Can't remember anything.

The Christopher family is definitely one of the oldest families on this continent, so ancient that it existed even before the establishment of the Western Yuan Empire.

As for the other two big families like it, the Green family and the Finkyani family, one has the largest chamber of commerce on the mainland, and the other has the most powerful mercenary group. These two families can barely maintain a superficial balance with Christopher.

So, such an ancient family also means an equally old mansion.

The history of this majestic mansion covering an area of ​​[-] mu is longer than that of Wangcheng.

Even servants who don't often enter the inner courtyard can often get lost in this maze-like palace.

This place is more majestic than the imperial palace of the Western Yuan Empire, and because of the Temple of Light, this mansion was finally assimilated into a pure white color by the temple after years of renovations.

That kind of whiteness was too clean, so clean that Eli began to reject it instinctively.

The memory was awakened little by little, and I vaguely remembered the tall trees, the threshold that I had climbed over with great difficulty, and a flat and clean peace lawn, with large tracts of holy white moonlight roses scattered scattered on it.

This expensive and rare plant can only be seen here.

Eli found that the more beautiful the scenery here, the more angry he felt.The closer he got to Christopher's family, the more resentment he felt in his heart.

What I thought I had forgotten was just a memory hidden deep in my heart.

The tenderness and concern of my brother alone really can't cover up the ugliness and filth in my heart.

Eli suddenly felt that Mephisto's back was also glaring, he lowered his eyelids slightly, and tightly grasped his palm.

That pure and holy back made him suddenly have the illusion that Mephisto was far away from him.

This unreachable sense of alienation made his heart contract for a while, but he still couldn't catch up with Mephisto.

The butler stopped at the door of the hall.

Mephisto also stopped to wait for Eli.

Eli didn't notice Mephisto's outstretched hand, but saw the woman lying in the warm and soft recliner in front of the fireplace at first sight.

Although the woman is over 40 years old, her skin is still as fair and tender as a girl's, and her golden curly hair is scattered on her temples. Her face is covered with a thin gauze, through which she can still see clearly. See her beautiful face.

Those eyes were light blue, but they were lifeless. Perhaps, as the housekeeper said, she was indeed ill.

The first thing the woman saw was Mephisto, and she immediately asked the maid beside her to rub her temples to help her up, while moistening her eyes: "Ah, my favorite baby, come here quickly, let mom see Look at you. I haven't seen you for a long time..."

The thin figure beside Mephisto stopped her words abruptly.

Slightly narrowing her eyes, she looked at Mephisto with some hesitation and uncertainty: "This is... Eli?"

There was no expectation in his eyes, not even a false pretense of joy.

It was only then that Eli discovered that the heart that he thought would no longer hurt, actually still had a kind of squeezed pain, which made people suffocated so much that they couldn't even cry.

I really admire this woman, who can still make his heart that he thought was dead start beating again because of hatred.

Even if every beat of his heart was due to hatred, he could still feel that he was alive anyway.

Eli smiled softly: "It's an honor to meet you, Mrs. Christopher."

Mrs. Christopher looked like she had seen a ghost.

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