Chapter 79

The strong medicine smell, the faint sound of crucible cooking, and a faint smell of parchment, mixed with the boiling smell of medicine soup, floated at the tip of the nose.

Gently move your body. Half of your body seems to have been bandaged. Although it still hurts, it should still be intact, so that you won't be able to get out of bed in your life.

There seems to be no sign of complete recovery of the spiritual palace, and the sea of consciousness is completely chaotic. Scalp numb, temples kept coming from the stimulating pain, seems to be the side effect of dry energy.

The wrists and ankles seem to be shackled. If someone wants to sneak attack now, I'm afraid he can't even resist. You can still hear someone walking behind you.

Lauren, who tried to open her eyes, looked around in her eyes - black curtains, heavy desks, and piles of parchment books. She could almost conclude that she was in Dalton kand's study.

If you say so, the footsteps behind you

"Wake up?"

"Tutor...?" because of ischemia, Lauren just asked softly, and then nodded slightly.

"Don't you want to explain?" the black haired wizard looked at him mockingly, but there was no smile at the corners of his mouth: "continue to pretend to be stupid, maybe you can escape!"

Lauren smiled bitterly. When he got to this job, how can he explain it? Is it still useful to pretend to be stupid? Fascists may be driven away by their own rhetoric, but they certainly can't be here.

"I have nothing to explain. You must know it all."

"No defense?" Dalton still didn't want to let him go. "You're not a dying man."

"I'm grateful to them, but I'm not going to argue this time - anyway, even if I explain, you won't believe it; if you believe it, you'll think I'm hiding something, so just shut up."

Shrugging his shoulders, Lauren, who was completely indifferent, pursed his mouth.

The black wizard was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "very wise."

"Unfortunately, it is Dean Peter who finally decides what to do with you." Dalton twitched gently at the corner of his mouth: "my task is just to make sure you live."

"You must be disappointed?" Lauren chuckled.

"Disappointed?" Dalton snorted coldly, pointing his wand at Lauren's bandaged body: "half of your ribs are broken, your spine is almost crushed, and your right arm is pierced, accompanied by serious blood loss..."

The black wizard scolded one by one and waved: "these can be recovered in a short time, and there will be no sequelae - at least under my treatment and judgment, it is impossible."

"But..." Dalton narrowed his eyes and took out an empty bottle from under his robe with his right hand: "I reminded you of the side effects of sedatives."

"Because of your extraordinary physique, sedatives have not brought you fatal trauma, but they have also caused immeasurable damage to your spiritual palace. Excessive drain of energy will lead to vision in the short term - as for the long term, it is difficult to predict, but it can never be intact."

"Can I still be a wizard?" Loren asked with some fear.

Dalton's expression twitched.

"Unfortunately, these factors that can kill people will not affect your wizard career."

Unparalleled joy surged on Lauren's face, holding Dalton on his forehead, turned directly, and didn't want to let the vulgar smile stain his eyes.

"Another thing." Dalton kand, with his back to Loren, put his hands behind his back: "I wouldn't even think about it."

"I warned you that if someone knew you were my apprentice, or even just involved with me, you might be chased and killed by someone." the words of the black robed wizard contained some memories.

"Among these people, there are not only wizards, but also many powerful people. It's no more difficult for them to kill you than to crush an ant - even so, are you still willing?"

"I've never regretted it." Lauren, sitting on the bed, straightened his waist with a smile, leaned forward and bowed: "mentor!"

The figure of the black robed wizard trembled slightly and returned to normal for a moment.

"You made a wrong choice."

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"He really cares about you."

Clean and tidy little black dress with red background, silky white gold hair, handsome but slightly pale cheeks, and blood red eyes exude evil luster.

Lauren slowly turned around and looked at the boy who didn't know when to appear sitting behind Dalton's desk with the book about vampires in his hand.

"Although I know it's only a white question." Lauren's deep eyes stared at Asriel's face: "what's your purpose?"

"I thought you already knew." the boy threw the book aside, supported his head with his arms on the table, and showed a trace of cunning in his eyes: "isn't it?"

Lauren raised his eyebrows irrefutably - of course he guessed a little, but definitely not all.

"Since we are friends and I almost died for your 'friend', I think you have an obligation to tell me the whole truth."

"Hey... There's no way. Who makes us friends?"

Asriel reluctantly stood up and shook his head, "pretending to be mature": "in fact, you guessed right. For some reasons, I didn't have my own body, so I asked you to help me - as for why a vampire? You already know."

Because vampires have a higher degree of mutation and are more easily affected by the power of emptiness. So there is no choice for Asriel.

"Now that you have your own body, I think our friendship can almost end here." Loren said with a formulaic smile, "I don't know what you think?"

"Will you abandon me so soon?" the young man was suddenly stunned, and then showed a very wronged expression. Tears even appeared in his blood red eyes: "did Asriel do something wrong? Please tell me, I can change it!"

Why do you say it as if you've always abandoned it

"But I may disappoint you, dear Loren." in just a second, Asriel's face showed a proud smile: "it's impossible to let me leave... At least for the time being."

Looking at each other's expression, Loren suddenly had a bad feeling.

"As you know, I'm almost half a vampire now, although it's somewhat different. But many places can't be changed - for example, according to the vampire standard, I'm almost a newborn baby."

"It doesn't matter if it's just childhood. Maybe it can make Asriel more lovely. But now I'm too fragile to have my own body. I don't want to go back to that cold cellar again."

"So I used a little 'special' means."

Special means... I feel that my hunch is about to come true.

"I connect myself with your spiritual palace." Asriel's "pure and harmless" smile and words can make Loren want to strangle him!

"In short, if Asriel has an accident, dear Loren, you will become a fool directly." the teenager curled up in the chair with his hands folded blinked.

"... I guess that's what you planned for the morning, right?"

Loren sneered and his temples were blue.

"How could I harm you, Loren, we are friends." Asriel smiled sincerely. "You don't seem to realize what it means."

"What does it mean..." Loren suddenly widened his eyes.

"With me, your spiritual palace will no longer be limited." the radian of the youth's mouth slowly recalled: "do you know what that means?"

It means that you can master countless high-level magic spells in theory!

The amazement on Lauren's face slowly faded, revealing a formulaic smile, and stretched out his right hand to the boy: "so... I wish us a happy cooperation?"

"That's nature." the boy squinted and smiled, "we are friends!"