Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Secret of the Event

"How did you recognize that?"

The boy smiled slightly, and this sentence undoubtedly admitted that he was Ollock, the old magician who should have died.

"The so-called butterfly magic is said to be a mysterious magic trick that was discovered when a caterpillar dissolved its body into a butterfly through the form of a chrysalis. The larvae die and are transformed into the new life of the butterfly. It is not incomprehensible that this can be applied to such a resurrection. ”

"It's a person who can fake his death in front of the old man, but the statement 'real' is not quite right. ”

Obviously the timbre and tone are completely different, but his tone is no different from the previous Orlock.

"This body itself is an artificial human made of the old man's blood and genetic factors. In fact, it was gradually transplanted with the magic mark, and the entire personality was moved over at the end, but it happened suddenly, and there was a great loss in the process of moving. And because of the influence of the magic mark just now, half of the functions that have been retained have now stopped. Judging by the standards of butterfly magic, I should be the residue of a failed metamorphosis. ”

There was a great loss of personality, and half of the magic engraving function stopped, which was undoubtedly a disaster for the magician, but for some reason, Ullock's face did not show frustration and chagrin, but revealed obvious relief and happiness.

"Ollock, you're ......," Ling Li wanted to say and stopped.

"There's nothing to hide, I think you can tell too, I'm dying. People know that caterpillars will transform into butterflies after breaking out of their cocoons, and how many people have thought about the fate of caterpillars that have not successfully transformed? ”

The old man in the body of a teenager reached out and touched the face of the monster, and judging from the remaining outline, it must be a beauty.

She ...... Who is she?"

"She is Griwin's wife, Guranid's mother. ”

"Your lover too, and you killed Grevin because of her? No, more than that, you're the true father of the Guranids!"

Reiri Kano was skeptical at first, and then quickly nodded in affirmation. Guranid is still alive, but Orlock doesn't think about going to seek revenge on the enemy who killed him, and the answer is obvious.

"Just save a little face for the old man? young man. ”

In the course of the conversation, the boy's body gradually grew old, and it was the dying soul that affected the body, gradually bringing him closer to his proper posture.

"Haha. ”

He sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself, or at the departed Grevyn, or both.

"yes. Although she is a few years behind, she was indeed the lover of the old man. After more than ten years, I met her again under the introduction of Grevyn...... Ah, the old man has lived in vain for so many years before that relationship, and when he sees her snow-white skin, he can't help but feel like he is thinking. ”

The old man, who is getting older, reminisces about the time that has passed.

"Now that I think about it, Grevin probably knew about it, too. There was also a premonition that the lady would come and lament the absence of children, and that the old man would take advantage of the situation, and in this case he arranged for that reunion, and in the end only the child did not know about it. ”

"Then Guranid Ashuborn ......"

"The error only happened once. ”

The old man said.

Later, the wife became terminally ill and died not long after giving birth to her son. It was based on the cause and effect of life, and modern medicine seemed to be a serious disease caused by genes or something, and even the secret medicine he asked for from the druid had no effect. Since then, Grevin has gone insane. It didn't take long for the guy to say he was going to show me something good. Hahahaha, what did he show the old man, don't you say it again?"

The man who turned into a beast.

The lady who was told that she had died shortly after giving birth.

The guy said happily - how, she finally got over her terminal illness. A woman who can't give birth normally, but she has the talent to be a demon. I'm going to use her body as a storehouse for magic markings. It was also with the influence of your butterfly magic that I was able to let her keep all kinds of magic marks like this. Please be sure to offer your blessings. ”

“……”

Reiri Kano was silent, quietly listening to the old magician's confession.

“…… Now that I think about it, that guy might be sincere. The love for his wife and his son may all be sincere. Turning your wife into a monster because of love may also be a natural idea for a magician. The old man also felt that the guy was right as a magician. Even so, the old man still couldn't bear it. ”

Magicians should be sacrificed for magic.

No matter what the cost, as long as you can take a step towards the mystery of magic, it is the right way.

It was the first lesson for everyone, and Ollock, one of those closest to the mystery, forgot all about it in that moment. After killing his former friend Grevin Ashuburn, he doesn't remember much about how he escaped from the city.

"Actually, you're better suited to join us. ”

As she said this, the old man was stunned and laughed. This laughter makes people feel that this is the simplest laughter since the beginning of this incident.

"Most magicians, including me, see you as deviant paranoids, and perhaps even ourselves. Miss Reiri Kano, can I ask you one last thing?"

"Speak. ”

"My child will leave it to you, although there are only residues left, but at least let him suffer less. ”

The old man turned around and bowed tremblingly to Ryori Kano, although it was almost a skeleton, the old man still completed this etiquette.

The woman in the kimono accepted the old man's bow because she knew that if she did not accept it, the old man would not be at ease.

"All I can say is do your best, after all, you and Grevyn's research have violated a taboo that scares most magicians. ”

"That's good, that's good, if there's any problem, let's go to the afterlife to solve it. ”

At this time, the old magician could no longer stand up, so he just lay on the ground, moving slowly and with difficulty, like a long journey. Although there was pain on that shriveled face, there was more of a real smile, a smile as pure as a child.

He finally came into contact with the monster of Ashuburn, who had already lost his breath.

"My love. ”

The old man hugged his past lover tightly who had turned into a beast.

"Perfom a dance."

Swarms of golden butterflies dance in the world, which is the most quintessential mystery of "butterfly magic", even if it is only for a moment, the secret method that can restore the transformed woman to her original appearance.

In the midst of the butterfly dance, the tarantula-like synthetic beast regained its beautiful female form. Although the damaged right half of the body could not be recovered, the two people who hugged each other were as beautiful as if they had been blessed by the moonlight.

Ryori Kano, who was silently watching this scene, took off his glasses, his steps were light, his big sleeves swayed, and his snake-like eyes faded from shrewd calculations, replaced by solemnity and solemnity.

She's dancing, the ancient dance of the soul.

"The magician is dancing with deception and mystery. May there be no expiration in the world after death, and may you meet in the world after death and have eternal peace. ”