To Burris The Spellcaster And His Family Dependent

Siegfried was still seen later. Lott told him to hide in the woods, but out of guilt he went to visit Tarina.

There were still otherworldly elements running through Tarina, so she felt Siegfried a long distance away.

She ran out like crazy again, and Charles and a group of territory knights chased after her nervously. She pushed aside the bushes and walked into an open forest clearing. The people who followed her were so surprised that they held their breath-there was a silver-white unicorn standing in the clearing!

The unicorn bowed its head to the girl, as if bowing to salute, or bowing its head to apologize. Tarina staggered over and leaned her head on the unicorn's body. The unicorn slowly lowered her body and lay on the grass, letting the girl relax on her neck.

When asked about this passage, Charles recalled: Tarina and the unicorn were surrounded by light spots. They were talking in a way that he did not understand. The unicorn’s eyes were full of tears. When the tears fell on Tarina’s forehead, Tarina’s breathing gradually recovered, and her face turned from pale to rosy...

When she stood up again, Tarina had recovered her former health. She curtseyed to the unicorn and returned to Shire with light steps.

The unicorn also stood up and said in human language and voice: "It's nice to see that you are safe, lovely children. I want to apologize to you, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I can't make up for the hurt. , I will confess for the rest of my life."

After speaking, he turned around and went deep into the jungle. Several knights followed curiously to poke away the leaves, but they couldn't find the back of him leaving.

Everyone doesn't understand what the unicorns mean by "repair" and "repent". There have been rumors of forest guardians in this area since ancient times. Maybe the unicorn is an overly responsible mountain god? Maybe he thinks he didn't protect this area well, so he apologizes in tears? In the end, no one knew what was going on.

After returning to Silver Falcon, Tarina suddenly felt hungry. She was too weak these days and had not eaten anything all the way. The Eastern sky had just turned white, and it was not time for breakfast, so she had to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. Tarina didn't want to bother the tired maid, so she decided to find something to eat herself. Charles couldn't worry about letting her newly recovered sister run around alone, so she insisted on following.

At this time, Lot was sitting at the long table in the kitchen, humming and eating hot muffins dipped in fresh cream. When Tarina opened the door, a candle at the end of the long table was blown out by the cold wind that opened the door. The room was suddenly dark, the girl moved her finger, and the fire suddenly rose again.

Lott had a muffin in his mouth and looked at her in surprise, and Shire who was following her was also startled. Tarina blushed and asked them to keep a secret. She had just learned to do so.

Mr. Unicorn taught her some tips to help her turn her illness into talent.

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Burris was sleeping soundly and was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

The wooden door was kicked open, and the latch and the door frame fell off together. Lott stood stiffly at the door, maintaining a posture as if he were saving people from a fire. Fortunately, it was already dawn, and Burris could see the visitor clearly when he tilted his head, otherwise he would almost cast a spell in self-defense.

"What are you doing?" The mage sat up and put on his clothes, stroking his chest and took a few deep breaths. "Fortunately, I am twenty years old...If I was still eighty-four years old, I must have had a heart attack just now..."

Lott stepped over the corpse of the wooden door unceremoniously, and naturally sat beside Burris' bed: "I passed by your room and heard you talking in sleep, mixed with very uncomfortable moans. You must have a nightmare. Yes. I knocked on the door a few times, you didn't hear it, and you continued to hum, so I just..."

"My lord, the shock you brought me is more serious than the nightmare." Burris leaned on the head of the bed, still not getting over.

Lott didn't speak, just stared at him. Burris waited for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm waiting for you to continue sleeping," Lott grinned, "I know you haven't rested enough, so go ahead and sleep. This time I stay here, you won't have nightmares again."

"My lord, you woke me up, completely destroyed the door of my room, and still sitting next to me staring at me, how could I continue to sleep?"

"You have to learn to get used to it," Lott said frankly, "Of course it's not used to be awakened...I'm wrong about this, I will reflect on it. I mean, you have to learn to get used to being stared at by me. The time we spend together Not enough, I will definitely stare at you in the future, you are not used to it."

Burris clearly felt that his IQ had temporarily fallen again. He looked at Lott blankly, unable to speak a word, his language ability seemed to be destroyed along with the wooden door.

Seeing that the teacher did not intend to continue sleeping, Lott took advantage of the trend and chatted: "What did you dream of?"

"What dream did I say?"

"I didn't understand most of them. There seems to be a "roof" or something? It sounds uncomfortable anyway."

Burris recalled that the last picture in his mind before he was frightened was a tornado...

He squeezed his eyebrows: "It seems to have dreamed of Hilda Academy, where I was a teacher when I was young. There was an accident in the Academy, which was caused by a warlock...maybe because we are having trouble with warlocks again. That’s why I dreamt of the teaching institute."

"Warlock?" Lott asked, "Isn't that school of mages?"

"Occasionally, they also cooperated with some warlocks to help students study elements and the like. Once, a warlock accidentally overturned the roof of the auditorium, and the tutors protected the students in time without causing too serious consequences, but this The follow-up of the matter is quite a headache... A student was injured, but she was the prince’s fiancee of the Kingdom of Sandenia. So the more the matter developed, the more troublesome it became. The church, the city lord, the state envoy, and that The Warlock himself and his teacher...Everyone has their own grievances, and they are constantly accusing others. The normal teaching order of the school has been seriously affected... During those days, I was upset and lost sleep every day."

Lott loves to hear this kind of thing: "What happened later?"

"The Sandenian people want to sentence the warlock, and the city lord wants to take the opportunity to reduce the power of the church. The warlocks believe that the mages should take more responsibility. The wizards feel that the city lord is weak and incompetent... In short, it is a mess. But, the last thing It was solved slowly. The solution is nothing to say, it just depends on negotiation again and again. During this process, some wizards took the opportunity to make suggestions, and hope that the wizards will also build a self-discipline system like the wizards to facilitate communication among colleagues. Experience can also be used to gain the trust and understanding of the outside world... Of course the sorcerers will object, they despise this system. They think that the caster should be free, not restricted by the bureaucracy and the world. In their words, the wizard We are trading our dignity for profit. It is not enough to sell our own people. We have to fight the warlock's idea..."

Luo Featured nodded: "Indeed, sorcerers love to be alone, and they are more repelled than wizards... This sounds very troublesome. But you were not a school manager at the time? You just need to watch the excitement, why? Insomnia every day?"

"Well...because I was still involved," Burris said. "The warlock was right. Many wizards just wanted to take the opportunity to restrain the warlock. They are too loose, and the wizards always think they are unstable factors. … I also held this view at the time. One day, the warlocks mentioned me suddenly at the negotiation meeting, and they investigated my identity—I came from the north of the Shiva River and used to be the apprentice of the necroman Yiliel. "

"so what?"

"That's a stain that I can't wash off," Burris shook his head. "Actually, everyone thinks that I didn't want to'wash' at all. Because I have been studying necromancy and never gave up learning from Yrel knowledge."

Lott quietly moved his ass, and moved closer and closer to Burris: "You haven't changed your name or surname, and you can live freely. That means no one has condemned you."

Burris said: "Actually, it is not... After separating from you that year, I did not dare to go back to the north for many years, did not dare to enter Alder, did not dare to approach the city of the northern star...... until I participated in the expedition to save the gem forest. The Free City State Fessit and the Federation of Austrian Laws pledged me together, and the North Star City completely revoked my wanted. Many people think that I am still a dangerous person, that I am ambitious, and that I am mediating among the powerful. I found a few backers for myself...that's what those magicians thought. They pointed out that since the Academy allows people like me to teach and the city allows people like me to stay, the city lord and wizards have no position to supervise.' Dangerous spellcasting behavior'."

Lott secretly held the mage's shoulders: "What happened later? Did they fire you?"

"No. Later, the church, the city lord, and the Sandenians reached a reconciliation and made some compromises with each other, and the matter ended like this. In the end, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the warlocks... after the reconciliation, at the tea party, they They didn't invite the two warlocks at all. Of course, they didn't invite me either. I was not a big man at that time."

"Uh, that said, the accusations of the warlocks didn't seem to affect you."

"No," Burris said. "In retrospect, I also felt that my insomnia was worthless. But when I was in it, I couldn't be unaffected."

Lot thought for a while: "I've seen such a statement in the book. When you are worried about something, usually things will turn around after three days. When you look back on the fourth day, you feel that you are Worry is unnecessary."

"It's almost what it means, not necessarily the standard'three days'..." Now Burris's brain doesn't seem to be very useful. He lowered his head and unconsciously twisted the cloak buttons, but he didn't even find Lot's arm. He put the ring on his shoulder, "But thinking about it carefully, this is not right. The person who said this is kind, and he wants to make people who are in worry stronger, but...as long as things happen, it is impossible. End without a trace. Whether it is a good or a bad thing. Even if there is a turning point, even if the matter is over, it will still leave traces to you. You can only continue walking with these traces."

Lot worked hard to figure out what Burris meant. The mage spoke too implicitly, as if it was embarrassing to say something straight.

Lott asked: "Then it's... the school didn't fire you, but everyone excluded you for it?"

"It doesn't count," Burris smiled bitterly. "Can you imagine this situation... No one hates you, everyone can accept you, but in fact, no one will really approach you. From then on I have been Understand, as long as I'm'Berrys Gelshaw', I will always be like this."

These words made Lott a little happy: "So you are not Burris now, your identity is Kreve. Now I'm close to you."

He imitated the implicit expression of the mage: "Humans have phototaxis like bugs. People can accept you because you shine... I mean your abilities and achievements, not the top of your head. People don't. Really close to you is because you have the shadow cast by the white tower of the ice sheet. They like your light and hate your shadow, so they are neither willing to stay away from you nor close to you."

Burris was silent for a while and asked: "My lord, don't be angry if I ask you... Did you copy the romance novels you just said, or did you think about it yourself?"

"Of course I thought it myself! Why do you think I copied it?"

"Because... it's nothing, it's just a little accidental." Burris couldn't say why. Lott has always liked to analyze others, but he used to use more straightforward and shameless words, but now he suddenly became beautiful...

Lot said triumphantly: "To sum up, I have come to a conclusion."

"What conclusion?"

"You are not suitable for being with humans at all, you are only suitable for being with me."