When entering the cold workshop, Yuzhu of Kuenji felt a wave of anticipation.

This anticipation stems not only from long-awaited questions, but also from curiosity about the old magician, who has never met the old man, but has read his writings in advance.

In particular, books on the soul are related to the old man's opinions, which are different from the mainstream schools, and the girl is also very interested in them.

It should be said that this is the fundamental reason why she agreed to Zi's invitation to come.

And then the girl saw the old man.

No, no, you can't call "him" a human anymore.

The old magician had long since lost his form as a human being, leaving only a vaguely visible mist that formed the outline of a barely recognizable human form.

Neither a spirit nor a substance, the old man's existence is a unique form in between.

"Rare guest, little girl from the Jiuyuan Temple family, I thought it would be that little guy who came."

The old man's voice was loud and powerful, though it was impossible to see how he made it.

However, from the shaking of the mist, it seemed that the old man could feel a moment of surprise.

"But this is also fate, if you have any requirements, just say it."

When he mentioned purple, he didn't hear the slightest kindness in the old man's tone.

The girl looked at the old man with an indifferent gaze, and there was not the slightest emotion in her dark pupils.

Whether curious or expectant, in the face of the strange figure of the old magician, the girl showed the most common gesture.

"I have a few questions that I want your answers to, is it okay to change the request to this?"

The old man affirmed.

"Well, then I'll take the liberty of asking, did you choose to stay here of your own free will?"

The maiden asked the first question.

From the moment he was killed by Wen Bingyongli, the old man who was a human being died, and normally, even if he was a magician, his soul would not be able to stay here for a long time.

"I'm staying here because I still have things to do."

"Because of Aoko?"

"It has nothing to do with her, they have no value to me in the first place, and my existence is immortal."

The steam in the workshop became thicker, but the girl understood the essence of the old magician at this moment.

The old man may have long forgotten the meaning of his grandson, and the value he has left behind is only the pursuit of new powers, and the heir of the orthodox Aozaki family may never be born, and it doesn't matter to the old man whether Aoko is dead or alive.

Knowing this, the girl asked the next question.

"Is the battle between Orange and Aoko predestined? Without Aosaki-kun, their results would not be what they are now.

"These are predestined, and they are endowed with different talents, so they can only fight each other in this form. However, there are ways for them to avoid conflict, and if they have an ordinary will and a good instrument, they may be able to avoid it. But the little girls didn't choose this path, but the miraculous thing is that they still avoided the conflict and coexisted peacefully, and this is the influence of my little grandson, who should have no "cause" with me. ”

The old man gave the girl an explanation of what Purple had said.

"No cause? He should be your grandson. The girl was full of doubts.

From birth, people are destined to have all kinds of causal entanglements, although according to the current appearance of the old magician, the causal connection with the offspring must have been severed long ago, but in the beginning, as his grandson, Purple must have been connected with him.

"That's right, the cause of Zi's later occurrence has nothing to do with this, but he still appeared, this is the unpredictability of fate."

"Does Aosaki-kun's name have a special meaning?"

Youzhu heard that the old man personally decided his name.

"Blazing red and cool blue, singular isolated names, don't suit him very well. But he broke this isolation, maybe this color is indeed his true face, his will is better than Aoko, even if he can't see any hope, he can be determined to jump off the cliff, soberly force himself to lose the pain and strength of his personality, even with the limits of human will. ”

The old magician has long since lost his personality.

The mood of the time when he still retains his emotions and personality has been forgotten in the past, but even so, he is still amazed by this courage, even if it means nothing to him.

The girl was silent, chewing on the old man's words.

She couldn't fully comprehend Pursaki's pain, but she could relate to most of his feelings.

"So, will Qingzi and Orange continue to fight in the future?"

"That's the matter of Sun Tzu, questions outside my realm, I can't answer. However, Aoko's responsibilities may end here, but Purple has not yet begun. ”

The mist shook violently.

"Aosaki-kun's responsibility ......," the girl showed a surprised expression.

If it can be brought up separately by the old magician, it proves that the things held by Purple may be more important than Aoko, but Aoko is already the fifth magician, so what will Aosaki-kun ......be?

She remembered the guy she had been summoned.

"He" said something that made her care all the time.

Purple hadn't seen herself clearly.

Although it may be meaningless nonsense, but on that occasion, the girl would rather believe that the guy would not say anything, and besides, after being replaced by that kind of consciousness, she can recover herself, even if she is as dull as Aoko, she should have discovered that something was abnormal, but what was Aozaki-kun carrying?

The old mage didn't give an answer.

His tone was a little tired.

"Actually, I don't know, just like the little guy is shrouded in fog. But the choice is in his hands, and this is the most precious gift given to him. Okay, you're done with what you're going to ask, and then it's my turn, do you trust my grandson? ”

This doesn't look like a formal question, but rather like treating a close junior.

For a moment, the girl stayed where she was.

But she quickly picked up her mood.

"Ten years ago I didn't trust him, and six years later, I think Qingzi and Orange are not as good as him."

The girl's answer apparently pleased the old magician.

"Yes, that's the right judgment. Your mother's choice is happy, but wrong, and talent without continuity is worthless if it doesn't last. ”

Youzhu raised her spirit, her eyes widened and she listened closely to the old man's words, which was the first time she had heard a word about her mother in many years.

But the old man obviously didn't plan to go on.

"I'm not mistaken, your influence on purple is not inferior to that of the little girls. You've established a strong bond that doesn't seem to be broken, but I don't see anything further than that. I'm leaving, and I'll see you indefinitely. ”

Youzhu still wanted to ask about her mother's deeds, but suddenly a flower appeared in front of her, and her consciousness began to blur.

After a short period of confusion, all the qiē scattered like a dream.

The sky is clear and the night sky is cold.

Purple stood in the lighted doorway, holding a steaming bowl of supper.

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PS: The next section of the Magic Night Roll will end.

In fact, according to the original text, Youzhu may probably also face problems such as the fate of the second witch, but the magic night 23 is probably far away in heaven, and I don't mind no matter how I hit my face in the future, I have already written everything I want to write according to the setting of one.

Thank you for your support, too, and when you open the next volume, I hope you can get your support, but I want to be clear, I don't like to tear in the combat power of the Heroic Spirit... The big war,So it's okay to discuss peacefully then.,Quarrels will all be deleted.,Above,I'll generally watch it.,I won't involve spoilers, I'll also discuss it......