Reina looked at Carter in his sleep and swept the invisible sword in his hand. With a single sword slash, Carter dies, his magic fails, and Vanessa transforms back into a woman. Brandt's words didn't say how to wake up Carter, according to Arenner's understanding, there is no difference between waking him up and killing him, he has nothing to do with the person in front of him, killing him is as easy as killing those mercenaries, but for some reason, he just can't do it.

Probably because the boy's hands weren't stained with blood yet. Reyna made excuses for himself.

"He's not going to wake up, is he?" Behind him, a sad voice sounded, and Reina didn't have to look back to know who it was, which was another trouble he would face after killing Carter. With a flick of his wrist, he withdrew the stealth sword to his side so as not to hurt Morty behind him.

"I'll go see Trent and ask him what he can do." This sentence is addressed to Morty, but also to himself, Trent is not very interested in Carter's magic, and he is never interested in rescuing him, and it is even more difficult to convince him to spare a little time to refine Carter's magic, and it seems that he will have to stay here for a little longer. Reina subconsciously rubbed his arm, the needle hole on his skin had not yet knotted, alas, how much magic did he have to sell to the greedy Trent before he could agree to his request?

In the magician's chamber, Trent was staring intently at the magic potions in the test tubes, and the moment they turned from crimson to purple, the old goblin quickly added a drop of green potion to it, only to hear a "poof" sound, a puff of yellow smoke rose from the test tube, and then, all the scrolls and papers in the room rose, and they flew into the air, swirling and circling, and finally suddenly coalesced into a paper bird, its wings were two yards long, and its sharp beak curved downward, looking majestic. The bird fluttered a few times in the small space of the chamber, blindly unleashing a few attack spells, and then sadly fell apart.

"Damn!" Trent clenched his fist at the shredded paper on the floor, "Failed again." ”

"You need someone to clean it up." Reina came in through the door and looked at the qiē without saying a word.

"Call that Andy boy," Trent didn't lift his eyes, continuing to be his real thing, "or that dormouse's girlfriend outside the house." ”

"How am I?" Reina fiddles with a broken scroll.

"You? Hmph, you're not cheap. The magician looked up from the reading frames, "You still owe me two hundred milliliters of magic for those scrolls and potions you used for Vanessa last time." ”

"Add another hundred, if you're willing to wake up that boy."

"He's overdrawn his magic." Trent said seriously, "It's not that I don't want to save him, but magic has a price, and it's connected to life." The magic that can only be used at every time and every month is cast by him in one day, which will naturally cause an overdraft of the vitality of the vitality. I know that his magic is precious, but at the same time, it is against the will of the Creator, how can the gender of a human being be changed by a mortal at will, it will cause chaos in the world! Maybe it's not a bad thing to keep him awake for a long time. ”

"But Vanessa—"

"If you really love her," Trent said to Reina so formally, his voice revealing the vicissitudes and wisdom of the years, "If you really love him, you don't mind if he's male or female." ”

Reina staggered and bowed his head, ashamed of his narrowness.

When he looked up again, he had already made up his mind: "You're right. I should do my best to pay off the debt I owe to you, and then rush to Vanessa's side. The archer stretched out his arm and asked the magician to put on the magic extractor for himself, "Promise me to take good care of Andy while I'm away." ”

The steel needles pierced the skin, and the magic factor penetrated the rows of test tubes with the blood, and Reina watched his magic drain little by little, and his body trembled inexplicably

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