Two days before the Rare Trial, the Pope visited the Tower.

Tavasis greeted him at the door, but his face was not very good.

"Old madman, the wrinkles on your face are more rugged than the bottom of the sea, and I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night. "Diasun's body is hidden in a wide and intricate robe, and the dark colors overlap on top of each other, making it powerful and mysterious.

"It's not like the Pope would say it. ”

But it was like something Dialson would say. ”

Tavasis was silent for a moment, and a very faint smile appeared on his face.

"It was like what Diason would say. ”

Diaxun walked unhurriedly in front of Tavasis with a playful smile on his face, "What's the matter, don't you regret your original decision, maybe you go and ask the jackal's head now, it can also help you break the spell." ”

"Don't pretend here, I didn't call you to tease me. Tabassis turned and walked towards the tower.

When they arrived at the floor where Mu En lived, the two saints pushed the door in, but Mu En still sat in the semi-recumbent wheelchair specially made for him, facing the window, looking at the scenery.

The majestic but soft spiritual magic was released from Diaxun's circuit, and quietly entered Mu En's body.

"Muen. Tavasis called out his name, but Muen didn't respond.

"When he's asleep, he doesn't have to wake up. Diason withdrew his mental tentacles and said to Tavasis.

"It is not all for nothing that he has such a high talent for magic, his soul is more active than that of a normal person, and he is too young to be able to shut his soul under the guidance of the gospel. ”

"Is there any way to solve it?" Tabasis felt that this was nonsense, although he did not not major in spiritual magic, he also had a spiritual circuit, and the conclusions that Diaxun could draw naturally he already knew.

Of course, all the strong people above the Great Magister must also engrave the spiritual circuit in the third circuit at the latest, because if they don't do this, they will not have enough mental power to control the surging circuit, which will lead to some terrible things happening.

Unless the third inscribed circuit is an ontological attribute, then the body itself can resist the discomfort caused by the surge of the circuit, but even so, the fourth circuit needs to be inscribed with a mental circuit.

Of course, excluding the pure-blooded elves, the number of people in the world who will worry about how to carve the third circuit probably does not add up to a few thousand. And those who can trouble the fourth circuit are in Atlantis, no more than two hundred.

Moreover, many mages only want to engrave spiritual circuits to increase their spiritual reserves, and do not deliberately improve their control over spiritual power.

Coupled with the fact that practicing magic is a talent, some people are just more sensitive to some elements and incomprehensible to others, which is also something that cannot be helped.

"If you're talking about a way to get him back to normal, then I don't, but ......" Diaxun walked over to Mu Eun's side and touched his chin with his hand.

"Who sewed this soul of his, it's really bad. I can help him sew his soul again and make him much better than he is now. But the stitch itself needs to be maintained all the time, and it certainly can't be as comfortable as it would normally. If there is no new spiritual power poured into it for too long to maintain the soul sewing thread, he will go crazy directly. Because it seems that the person who sewed his soul did not carry out the means of 'soul suppression', there were too many cracks in his soul, which should be caused by the pain of being unable to bear the soul stitching, but that person actually helped him sew the cracks on, which is really black humor. Diaxun guessed that the ghost named Han had done it, but he wouldn't say it, otherwise poor Han would have lost his soul.

Tavasis frowned, "Isn't there a solution that can be completely solved?"

"Is this an out-of-body out-of-body that is directly out of control while alive, or is it completely out of the body, not the kind of out-of-body that civilians call a wisp of consciousness that is pulled. This means that the body is no longer fit for the soul. But you need this body to fit perfectly with this soul, because you need his talent. With that, Diaxon turned to look at Tavasis and asked, "Am I right?"

Tavasis didn't answer him, but Dialson saw the answer in his deep eyes.

"I heard that there is a saint in the human race who can freely make the soul fit into the body, what is it called...... I'm sorry I forgot his name, it's too weak to be remembered anyway. I don't know what kind of adventure made him gain this ability, maybe you can go to him and ask him for advice. ”

"Humans are our adversaries, and they will only be happy to see this happen. ”

"Then I can't help it, you may be able to go to the Forest of Avalon to ask for the Elven King. ”

Tavasis looked down and sighed, "You know I can't make it to Avalon. ”

Diaxun nodded and added, "Besides, the Elf King may not agree to your request, so I won't leave for you this time." ”

"What would he say......" Tawasis sighed, for they all knew the answer.

The number of lives is like weaving, and the blessings and misfortunes are self-respecting.

Mu En was in a trance, feeling that he had a lot of dreams.

I dreamed that I returned home only to be left with ruins, I dreamed that I was holding my brother in agony and could only watch him die in my arms, I dreamed that I met Karna but seemed to be strangers, and I dreamed that my mentor Tavasis gave up on him.

I dreamed that everything in this life was just a deception.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the sound of sobbing caught the eyes of the two Holy Magisters.

Thinking like a hook, Diaxun only spied for a short moment before retracting his mind.

"Poor child. ”

"Not everyone can be as young as you. Tawasis said.

Diaxun snorted and laughed at himself: "Life is proud, and it is also a young man." ”

"Soul sewing. ”

Ten days later, when Ansher returned to the imperial capital, he was surprised to find that Mu En was greeting him.

"Are you alright?" Ansher stepped forward and rubbed Muen's head.

"I don't feel like there's a big problem, but I don't feel as energetic as before, and Master said it's good to rest and rest. By the way, senior brother, did you go to save me at that time?" Mu En's smile was very bright, and Ansher was very sad to watch.

"No, I just came back from outside, how can my senior brother revolve around you every day. Besides, if I save you, I will definitely come back with you. Listen, no matter what you do outside in the future, you must be careful, observe the situation before acting. The mentor told me that this time it was the magus of the tower in the secret realm who had already entered it before and discovered you, don't expect to have such good luck every time, otherwise I'm afraid that even the master won't be able to save you, after all, the mountains and rivers are far away......" Ansher began to break his mouth that Mu En was familiar with and helpless.

"Senior brother, don't read it, I know. Mu En covered her ears and quickly ran away.

Ansher stood in place, looking at Muen's distant back, and sighed softly.

"The sewing soul is very successful, he is not much different from normal people, but there are still many hidden dangers. Tawasis sat down at his desk and said to Ansher.

"Is there any cure?"

"Yes, and it seems to be quite a few, but the conditions are all difficult without exception. For example, the unicorn is willing to sacrifice himself for him and give it blood, or find the Soul Melt Grass, but that grass has long been extinct, and legend has it that only the Eternal King's treasury remains, but who would dare to make a deal with him?"

Anschel frowned, "Can't you recover on your own?" ”

"There's a chance—if his soul hadn't shattered like that. The person who sewed his soul did not 'calm the soul' for him, so his soul is now full of holes, and even his soul cup has cracks. ”

"Rare ......" Ansher clenched his fists and silently recited the name.

But it can only go so far, the person who Di Yaxun personally saved, he has no qualifications to touch.

"And now every month or so, you have to stabilize his soul, otherwise he will immediately become a madman once it disintegrates. However, this situation can make him slow down and feel the pure flow of magic, and his previous advancement was too fast. ”

Ansher nodded, not agreeing with the mentor's statement, but having no choice but to say that he understood.

"You're making rapid progress, you're having the power of the sun, and you're having new insights?" asked Tavasis.

Anschel nodded, "There are still some, but I still don't feel like I'm getting better enough." ”

"Don't be too anxious, only by laying a good foundation can you have a future, compared to the people of your father's Umash generation who were tempered in the flames of war, your magic progress is too fast, but your ability to fight is too low. ”

"That's what the Pope said that day, and I will reflect on myself. ”

"That's good. By the way, I told him according to your excuse. The construction of the new tower courtyard is also coming to an end, and you will go to the elven kingdom as an exchange teacher to teach. ”

"What! Why?"

"Because your heart is always in someone else!," Tavasis said, and then suddenly slowed his tone and said slowly, "Don't live for anyone else, my child. ”

Tavasis crossed his fingers, leaned back in his chair, and said to Anschel with a frown, "You are so strange about his feelings, maybe you should adjust yourself." ”

"He's just a kid and he hasn't been able to go home for so many years, and you haven't really seen him much. So I just want him to know that no matter what time he's here, he has someone to rely on. I don't want to...... Let him experience the same regrets as me, and study hard to make my busy father look at me more, obviously a better choice, why do you have to do this - even my biological parents can no longer see me, no matter how good I become. Anschel's expression was serious, and he looked very stubborn, not like usual.

"You know all about it?" asked Tabasis suddenly, without a finish.

Hearing this, the emotion between Ansher's eyebrows turned into doubt, "What do you know?"

"Nothing. Tavasis shook his head and motioned for him to go down.

The semi-recumbent wheelchair became Muen's favorite thing, and now that he was fine, he lay on it and looked at the sky with a look of lovelessness, and then pushed the wheels to carry himself to look down on the floating clouds.

"How do you feel now? This wheelchair pusher looks a hundred years older than Ravinton. Ansher sat on the edge of the flower bed and watched as Muen spent his time meaninglessly here.

"The little rabbit cub calls me Shizu!"

With a bang, the old wooden staff made a loud muffled sound on Ansher's head.

"Wow!! old man, you're going to crush people like this!" Anschel roared and jumped to his feet, feeling like his skull was about to be smashed.

Master Ravington snorted and then crossed the staff, slamming it on Ansher's ass.

Mu En looked at this scene and laughed.

"Yo, I laughed, I didn't suffer these two sticks in vain. Anschel was rubbing his head with one hand and his buttocks with the other, which looked very funny.

But Mu En's smile retracted quickly, and Mu En began to look at the sky and sigh again.

"Senior brother, I still feel very uncomfortable, but I can't say that I am uncomfortable. ”

Ansher sighed, ran over and flicked his head heavily, and said, "You little bastard is just full of food and has nothing to do." As the saying goes, it's a lack of beating, but it doesn't matter, come on, come on, senior brother to fulfill your little wish. ”

Mu En turned his back and blocked Ansher with his hands, "Don't make trouble, senior brother, I'm serious." ”

"Look at it, you see, just go to a small secret place, see if you are hypocritical. I don't even say hello to my ancestor, this old man has just come back from outside, and you don't care about the two voices?

There was another muffled bang, and Raventon stepped forward to punch Anschel, who was scratching his head, and scolded: "I don't think you understand this little rabbit cub." Then he hurriedly changed to a gentle voice and said to Mu En with a smile: "Little Mu En, how is it, is it better?

"No need, Master, I'm a lot, I just feel a little unenergetic, every day, but it's good to get used to it. Mu En lifted his spirits and made a bright smile at Raventon.

Ravinton touched Muen's soft blonde hair dotingly, chatted a few more words, and left the garden.

In the far south, in the Temple of the Sea.

This hall is located in the deepest part of the whole hall, and except for one door, the walls are covered with flawless and colorless crystals, and in the crystal facing the door, there is a high place in which a mummified soul is encased.

His mouth was sealed with something like sackcloth, and countless illusory chains held his hands firmly in front of him, as if he had been buried by a follower of the Celestial God Sect.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he was looking at something.

Outside the crystal, there was a young woman with a young face, who put her five fingers on the crystal, raised her glass-colored eyes, and looked at the soul that was sealed in it.

She looked sad but never shed a single tear, only to realize in a trance that this woman who was carved in pink was also a soul.

"Brother......

The called man seemed to smile, and although he couldn't see his lips and teeth, the tenderness in the corners of his eyes could not escape anyone's eyes.

"Don't worry, my Rose, my brother deserves to be punished for doing something wrong. So you must remember, you can't do the wrong thing, do you hear?" The ethereal voice sounded, and the man's tone seemed as if he was seducing an untrained child.

"Brother......" The woman didn't seem to say anything else, just looked at him and repeated the word.

"But my brother doesn't regret it, in order to save you, my brother is willing to do anything. ”

"Brother, as long as you live......"

After that, the winter passed without distinction.

Anschel returned to his position as a witcher, and he was unable to change his mentor's decision, and he would go to the Forest of Avalon at the turn of summer and autumn that year.

However, when he was about to leave the imperial capital again, Tawasis's send-off surprised him.

"Although the Elven King is a philanthropist, he rarely changes the lives of others. Only help within his power or icing on the cake gifts, he will not refuse. So I think you can try to find a solution for the soul of Muen from the ancient wisdom of the elves. "Tabasis took the scepter and stood at the gate of the tower courtyard.

"After all, it's useless for you to be in a hurry around him, it's better to do something useful. ”

Anschel listened quietly at first, then burst out laughing.

"Mentor, I'm wrong about you. He wanted his mentor to salute, and Tawasis did not shy away.

"I'm not wrong, I'm still that opinion, you really should be quiet. ”

"I will. ”

The master and apprentice were thus separated in the twilight.

In Gaia Academy, Abel came to report early, and if there were no accidents, he felt that his score must be the highest in his class.

On the way back to the dormitory, passing teachers and sporadic classmates greeted him and seemed to have a good relationship with him.

Karna first went to the province where his girlfriend's family was, and then set off with her, and the three of them were a little less talkative, because the life of this holiday did not seem particularly memorable.

On the eve of the start of school, Muen also set off, and now he has become very sleepy, always feeling tired, and has little interest in many things. I wanted to borrow a book about spiritual magic to find out about myself, but the people in the tower said that it had been borrowed.

Tavasis told him to take advantage of this rare opportunity to practice controlling his magic and become stronger when his body recovered.

But now that I'm dizzy when I walk, how can I practice magic?

Alas, sorrowful.