Fitch's brother Andrew Hale's Lighthouse Realm is located in the southeastern part of the Model Realm, between the Patriarchal Realm and the Duchy of Aria. The terrain is open and flat, and if it weren't for two large rivers running across the middle of the territory, it would be unfortunate. Now, with the bridge across the river and the new castle standing next to it, Andrew arguably has the most impregnable territory in the exemplary realm.

If the caravan needs to cross the river, it must cross a bridge. And now the news is that Lord Andrew has closed all the bridges in the territory and sent troops to guard it, blocking all caravans and travelers. "There is an epidemic in the territory", this is the reason given by the soldiers. All those who were supposed to pass through the Lighthouse Collar had to take a detour, taking the rugged mountain roads further north or the crowded ferries of Feinberg to the south. Neither of these roads is clearly suitable for the transportation of stones, and the original plan to make a fortune by buying and selling potatoes and flour after the autumn harvest will also fail with the closure of the road.

Regarding the sudden blockade, the Lighthouse Leader sent a messenger to deliver a letter that simply read, "Let Feige come along." "It's clear that Andrew doesn't want to say something to Deedlet, which makes the Elven Lord extremely annoyed. "If it weren't for the fact that there were still three other people's territories, I'd have the archers shoot the gate of the lighthouse open!"

Didlet's shouting was just to show that even though her political mind was not very mature, her military command skills prevented her from committing impulsive suicide. So, at the invitation of his brother and the order of the lord, Feige must go to the lighthouse to see what the legendary "epidemic" is.

"After I left, I asked the students to continue to study step by step, and when they didn't understand something, I wanted them to work together. The daily tasks of exercising mana and sharpening rune tracks cannot be stopped, as is physical exercise. Be mindful of their health and safety. Before leaving, Feige explained to Us. "I wrote a letter to the Ice Peak Fortress, and by this time they had almost completed their one-year patrol mission and began to prepare for the winter. I asked them to come to Fuzang this year and live in a magic school. I think it would be beneficial for the students to deal with Monster Hunters. ”

"Are you not going to come back in the winter?"

"It shouldn't take that long, but I like to plan ahead. Feige patted Uss on the shoulder: "Ask Eddie if you need anything in school, and tell Liz if someone doesn't obey...... Nothing else should be fine. ”

Oss nodded quickly, presumably finding a small notebook to write down all of Feige's words in a moment.

In order to solve the problem of the trade route as soon as possible, Feige walked in a hurry, and only Xia Ni and Beni followed him. As usual, Beni was in charge of driving, Anne sat beside her and studied the fabric, while Feige pondered new spells in the car. Such a journey would be too quiet and boring, so Bennie hummed softly as she held the reins.

"Be quiet. I heard the sound of rustling writing, and it seemed that he was recording a spell. ”

Bennie rolled her eyes and arched her shoulders over Charney, "You've become mean to me since you were with Feige. Isn't that a bit of an imkindness, sister?"

"Probably not. Xia Ni replied as she twisted her head in the opposite direction, obviously a sign of weakness. She picked up the black fabric in her hand and almost poked it in front of Beni's eyes: "Look, this is the silk fabric of the Tibetan female clan, isn't it very good?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. Benny shook her head, sighed and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to admit it, it doesn't mean that others can't see it, I'll bless you first." But you two don't seem to have that yet, do you?"

"Feige says it's a great way to make stockings, but I haven't figured out what it looks like yet. Well, I'm going to focus, don't bother me......"

Bennie, who was once again ignored and diverted the topic, was so angry that she bit her silver teeth, and simply picked up a piece of bamboo rat jerky and gnawed it hard. The wheels ran briskly over the gravel and sand, and the crunch sound echoed in my ears from time to time. After a while, Beni began to whistle again, and this time Shaniko didn't dare to stop her.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Feige poked his head out. "Bennie, take the liberty of asking. When we fought the Blood Demon, your bloodline was intensified and out of control, right?"

"yes. My bloodline is very troublesome, and once it intensifies, it will become unrecognizable, and I only know how to fight—this is all brought about by the chaotic nature of the Abyss Demon, and it is almost annoying to me. ”

"Do you remember how your body felt before your blood was completely activated?"

"I could always smell a lot of blood, but not the real smell of blood, but ...... How to say it, it's like smelling it in a dream. As soon as I got this dizzy, unreal state, I knew it was going to be bad. Beni turned around and saw that Feige was listening intently, "Are you researching how to stop this bloodline intensification?"

"No, it's not that far, I still haven't understood the principle of bloodline change yet. Feige then asked, "Aside from the smell, are there any strange sounds, see strange things? I was dizzy, so I didn't see what the Blood Fiend did." Did it lure you with spells?"

"It did attack us with its spells. "I remember a large shadow falling from the sky, and there seemed to be countless fine needles hidden in the shadow, and my whole body hurt. And the shadow gives people a very oppressive feeling, like the end is coming. ”

"Ah, I also remembered what you said, there is such a thing. But I didn't feel any oppression, just my skin hurt. ”

Feige listened and thought quietly for a moment, then opened the door and climbed onto the roof of the car. "Tell me if that's how it feels......" He waved his cat teasing stick, and the magic runes appeared one after another, and the smell of burnt paste filled the carriage.

"No, it's not at all. Both Shane and Beni shook their heads. "It's a shadow, not a flame. ”

Feige frowned: "It's a pity that I missed it at the time, and I couldn't feel it for myself." I mimicked the breath of the abyss just now, but it doesn't seem to be able to trigger the bloodline of Bennie's six-armed snake demon. I'll think about it again......"

He grabbed the edge of the carriage and threw himself back into it. A gift from Elven Island to Lord Didlet, this four-wheeled carriage was light, fast, and beautiful, with first-class balance and comfort. But no matter how good things are, they can't fight against the word "dislike", and Didlet never used the carriage, but gave it to Feige.

Feige prefers horseback riding and likes the feeling of the wind. However, this was a "foreign visit", and since the Lighthouse Leader's messenger was waiting at the border of Minas Ihir, he had to rely on the carriage to identify Feige, so it became a necessary means of transportation.

Despite the feminine décor, Fitch also admits that being able to study spells in a stable carriage makes the journey more efficient. He was pondering the transformation spell that Liz had used on him, trying to figure out why it could turn people into Eight-Eyed and why it didn't work on him.

It would be nice if there were more cases that could help gather information. Feige naturally thought of Beni and Shani, one was stimulated and would go berserk, and the other was a relatively stable state of mixed-race blood. Although these are two good subjects to study, their situation cannot be reflected in the form of runes, and magic is powerless for the time being.

"That's the problem...... Feige can only give up studying the direction of the transformation for a while, and focus on why it doesn't work for him.

Liz was sure that there was nothing wrong with the spell, and they had tried it not only on themselves, but also on bamboo rats, earthworms, and even a ghoul who had "strayed" into their territory, and it had been successful. "This spell is very powerful," Liz said, "and we're very worried about the harm it will cause to the Octamu if it spreads, so don't teach it to anyone else." On the other hand, now that we are hidden women, we no longer need this spell, so it will be sealed until it disappears from history. Just let it go away......"

This spell can disappear, but the wisdom and experience contained in it, the skill and knowledge used should not disappear. Essentially, this is a spell that is activated through the bloodline of the Eight Eyes Clan, and then transforms the other party into his own kind. Today, without the Eight Eyes Clan, it stands to reason that no one can perform it anymore. But Feige has bypassed this restriction by modifying the way the spell is activated.

Liz was worried about a caster of Feiqi's level messing around, so she decided to make the spell disappear.

"Who are you going to test it with?" Feich's devilish eyes wandered around the carriage, and finally landed on the black cat. Midnight looked at Feige with those innocent eyes, but it was also clear that it could not disobey its master's fate, so it finally licked its paws and stood up like a martyr.

"Don't worry, you won't die, your soul stock is enough to resurrect now. Fei Qi touched Midnight, and the black cat bit his hand with a whine, which probably meant "It's true that you can't die, but it still hurts." "Dried fish? Or I'll fish for you? I know you've eaten enough bamboo rats. ”

Blinking at midnight, hunting = will hurt = hurt, so pain should be exchanged for food. So it agreed, and jumped to the opposite seat as Feige had instructed, and stared at its master with large, dark eyes, waiting for the spell to strike.

Feige hurriedly seized this hard-won opportunity to cast the magic rune version of the transformation spell on Midnight's body. Immediately after, a strange scene appeared.

Midnight is a demon pet, because of its injuries and extreme hunger, the physical failure has been very serious, and the problem of weaning cannot be solved, so when it transforms, it has abandoned its actual body, and only retains its bound soul. Now Midnight's body has been reshaped with the Regeneration Ability of the Contract Demon, and is essentially just an image.

As soon as the Transfiguration spell took effect, Midnight's body immediately collapsed, leaving only a black cloud-like soul, like the image of Yan Rui in Hell. Then, in the outer layer of the midnight soul, the shadow of a human slowly turned from the virtual to the real. This figure Feige was very familiar, and it was this image that he saw in the mirror every day before crossing over!

What a surprise! Feige thought that he could turn Midnight into a human at most—which was the greatest function of the Transfiguration spell—but he didn't expect to be able to transform into a specific human, that is, himself. It immediately occurred to him that Midnight's soul was bound to him, and perhaps it was this spell that inspired the part of his soul that belonged to Yan Rui, and thus the new body that was produced was also Yan Rui.

Thinking of this, Feige maintained his mana more cautiously and steadily, trying to ensure that the spell was successfully completed. But when things don't work out, the transformation spell stalls again, and this time Feige finally discovers that the source of the obstacle lies in the depths of his own soul and that of Midnight.

In the black cloud soul, there seemed to be a tiny red point of light. There is one in Midnight's soul and one in Feige's own soul, and the two echo each other from afar, changing light and dark at the same time. "You bear with me. Feige said to Midnight, then reached out and reached into the soul smoke.

The soul is very fragile, and even with the skillful tricks of the contract demon to play with the soul, danger is still inevitable. Pain is only one aspect, fainting and the ensuing after-effects are the most worrying thing. Fortunately, Midnight absolutely trusts Feige, and Feige also takes 100,000 care to deal with this matter. Their connected souls were suffering at the same time, but Feige's fingers managed to get close to the red dot.

You can't touch it, you can't touch anything, and you can't touch the red dot even with all the techniques you use to deal with souls. Feige withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, and then understood. Midnight is a poor little ghost cat in the mountains, its soul will not have any problems, the red dot should be the problem of its own soul, through the demon pet contract in the Midnight soul is just manifested. It's like never getting the moon out of the water, and if you want to catch the red dot, you have to do it in your soul.

With the help of global vision and the Devil's soul vision, Feige was able to see the red dot in his soul, but it was between his chest and abdomen, that is, under his belly. Feige thought for a moment, crossed his heart, slashed his stomach, and then put his finger inside.

"It's not my body, it's not my body......" The global vision gave him the feeling that he was manipulating someone else, otherwise the thought of disemboweling himself would be enough to make people faint. Since it touches your soul, the danger is much less. Feige gritted his teeth in intense pain to keep himself awake and focused on the red dot. Just before the mana was about to be untenable, he finally touched it.

A familiar feeling came from his fingertips, and Fei Qi used the correct technique without thinking about it, and directly pulled the red dot out. It was a devil's contract, written in a dark red scroll and bound by golden threads, and it was priceless at first sight. The contract demon can store the contract in the soul, but how does this contract bypass its own consciousness? Fortunately, after this contract is taken out, it can't be hidden anymore like any other contract.

The power from Hell has gradually restored Feiqi, there are still many stocks of soul crystals, and the goodwill of Hell has accumulated a lot. But Feige couldn't wait for his condition to be completely stable, so he untied the contract with his blood-stained fingers.

"Hell Pact, Contractor: Fege Hale, second son of the Hal family in the Duchy of Aria and heir to the Royal Earl. ”

"Hell Contract ...... Revocation of the Contract Relating to the Fork of the Road"