Compared with the depressed Aransel, Gulba himself looks quite relaxed - he has been muttering that he has completed his mission and has no regrets in this life.

At least Mr. Gurba seemed satisfied, and that was the only good news. But not so for him. After getting along for many years, Aransel has long regarded Gulba as his own relative.

Aransel didn't know what Gurba thought of himself, but for Aransel, although Gurba was an extremely unapproachable and eccentric old man in the eyes of everyone, Aransel never thought so.

The merits of a person, which are really shining and can be used as the core to form the merits of a person's soul, can never be felt through short-term interaction.

Aransel has known Gulba for so many years, he has grown from a little kid to the age when he will have a coming-of-age ceremony in two years. Over the years, he may have been nothing more than a subordinate in the eyes of Gurba, but for Aransell, Gurba is his benefactor.

In any case, whether or not Gulba had his own purpose, Alansel was blessed by him and had a very peaceful and happy time. Every day here is very fulfilling. He had never ministered to anyone before.

So he was even more glad that this time he was serving an old man who could make him truly full of admiration. No matter what others think of the wizard, in the eyes of Aransel, because of the existence of the person Gulba.

He has no prejudice against the wizard group at all. He could even say with confidence that he was the one in this world who could objectively look at the wizarding community.

In the final moments of his death, Gurba revealed his true feelings for Aransell. He wasn't a good talker, so he didn't say anything before he died that moved Alansel.

The old man, who was not very expressive, told Aransel that what he was about to hand him was the greatest work he had ever studied in more than half a century.

It was an azure crystal. The color is transparent and blue, the shape is polygonal, and from a distance it seems to be infinitely close to a circle, but if you look closely, you will see that this thing is a crystal composed of countless tiny, mottled and different facets.

Gurba gave this thing to Aransel, telling him that from now on this thing belonged to him and should not be given to anyone, and what the use of this thing was, he would know after a while as soon as the time came.

Aransel didn't quite understand what he meant, and Gurba smiled slightly. He may not smile once a year, and this smile does not seem kind, kind, and unnatural at all. But Alansel looked at him for a long time, tears streaming down his eyes.

He thought that he would never forget the smile of this old man in his life.

Gulba said that there is a concept called destiny in alchemy, and in my opinion, the destiny that you have as a child will be inseparable from alchemy. And there is only one time you have to do it, and that is to follow your destiny.

Eventually, Gurba squeezed Aransell's hand holding the blue crystal with all his might, and then his hand gradually loosened its strength. It took quite a while.

Aransel didn't take his hand away, but just felt the force on his hand die a little, and when Gurba's hand fell weakly on the bed, his body was already cold. His face was serene, shrouded in a hint of black air.

"Death is always bad, separation is always sad. But...... In this world, death and separation are always repeated, what do you say, teacher......"

Aransel looked at Gurba's arm hanging from the bed, wiped his cheek vigorously, and then picked up his body and buried Gurba in the backyard of the courtyard.

It was a place where coffee trees were planted, and Aransel dug a very deep pit, until in the middle of the night, when everything was dug, and when Aransel buried Gulba with a shovel and a shovel, the eastern sky was already bright, and in a little while, it was time for the sun to rise.

Reflecting the fiery red glow, his cheeks were hot from the glow, and his eyes couldn't see the scenery clearly. But Aransel did not dodge, he watched the sun rise, the sun was so hot that he was hot, and although his stinging eyes could not see the scenery, he saw the essence of things through the dazzling light.

At this moment, a sensation that had never been felt before, and Alansel felt himself tremble slightly. He subconsciously, almost instinctively, took out the crystal that Gurba handed to him from his body, and the moment he placed the crystal in front of him, the crystal began to burn like a fire.

When people see the light of a fire that is close at hand, they instinctively flee, and this is not only the instinct of human beings, but the instinct of all living beings. However, Alansel looked up at the rising sun for a long time and gained the ability to see things as they are.

He reached into the flames, and the flames began to wrap around Aranssell's body like a conscious creature as if it had found a host. He spread his arms, enduring the tingling pain on the surface of his skin, waiting for this to happen.

Instead of melting, Aransell's skin became more transparent as the flames burned, and by the end of the day, Aransell's body was so transparent that it could merge with air.

Only those eyes, those blue eyes, the light emitted at the moment was more dazzling, and there was a sense of holiness.

"I see......"

Aransel nodded slowly, as if he understood something, and there was a knowing smile on his face. After more than an hour, the flames on Aransell's body were completely extinguished, and his body returned to its original state from its transparent state.

From the outside, it doesn't seem like much has changed about him, however, Aransel himself is well aware. Now he is no longer his former self.

There is an extra "power" in him, which is a force that Gurba has given him. But, as Gurpa said to himself before he died, he will naturally understand what he is going to do.

Aransel understood that the power he had now gained should never be abused, but should be used on the blade, and this power, although terrifying, was limited.

So, as long as he can use it on the blade every time, he may be able to accomplish what he has to do. Aransel had no doubts about this, because by this point, he had completely remembered his destiny and what he was supposed to do.