This feeling of connecting two beings together is very subtle, Cheese is completely unfamiliar with the body he is connected to, but the forbidden power has broken the boundaries between individuals, as if it is numb hands and feet, although it has no feelings, it can still move according to the mind. But soon he couldn't stay at this stage, because the superficial connection could only pass the qi, and at first he could still control the qi, but as the qi flowed, the sense of control became weaker and weaker, and this dry body was like a sponge, quickly devouring those qi, not letting them play their due role.

In desperation, the mage had no choice but to further connect with the other party, after the bones are the nerves, once the nerves of the two are connected, he can control everything in that body, and with his huge power, it is not difficult to control the opponent's brain. But Cheese didn't want to harm him, nor did he want to erase his memories or anything like that, he wanted to save him, to save this man who was in pain. This means that when he deeply connects the two, the pain felt by the other party will be transmitted to him without loss, and even this strange bestiality may be reversed through the connection. But since he has already made a move, where is there any plan to turn back.

As the glow in Cheese's eyes shifted from magical to indescribable color, the futile appearance of the tattered chains on the surface of his skin was quickly drowned out. Even though he had tried his best to suppress the outflow of power, the creepy feeling was still palpable throughout the room, nay, all the creatures in the entire house. The uneasiness of the multi-legged creatures crawling over their necks and gently touching the hairs with their bristled legs provokes instinctive defensiveness, and they look around vigilantly, looking for the source of the uneasiness, which is gone, before they can find the source.

"Whew...", he let out a long breath, then took out the dagger from his arms, and slashed the connection between his index finger and the opponent's spine along his back. Cheese looked at his bloody fingers, but there was no pain on his face. It was nothing, and compared to the pain he had just felt when he was deeply connected to the child, even the pain-resistant training in the Grey Tower seemed less terrifying. For a moment, he wanted to disconnect immediately to block the pain. If he disregards the other party's life and death and breaks the connection, then it will not be cheese, and he will not give up halfway until now.

The blood was still flowing from his fingers, and it stands to reason that the Grey would be extra careful about his body fluids, as they would be able to unleash unguardable attacks from great distances if they fell into the hands of his enemies. But the Grey Robes are also rational, and in order to achieve their goals most smoothly, they can use everything they can use. Taking advantage of the wound, Cheese smeared his own blood and the blood from the child's back on the thin back. Among the bodily fluids of living beings, blood is the most specific, so many things can be done with blood as a medium. For example, to energize people.

This blood-based magic comes from vampires and was originally used to mend the bodies of those who were about to be transformed. Some of the more traditional Bloods still do this, using this magical ritual as a blood bath. Naturally, the cheese used was not a genuine blood bath, first, he was not a vampire, and second, he didn't want to turn the child into a vampire. So the blood charms that were now applied to his back were just simplified and weakened versions of the same principle, but the weakening was not without a price, and as the patient's condition improved, the blood from cheese quickly melted into his skin.

Blood-related, which is an adjective that only relatives use. Now, in this room, there is one more person in this world who is connected to the blood of Cheese, but the relationship between them is not a congenital kinship, and if it must be said, it is more like a superior and subordinate between the blood clan. In other words, just now, the mage has transformed an heir for himself. In the future, if someone catches the child, they will be able to find the ingredients related to the gray robe in his blood, and then attack Cheese. This means that, from this moment on, Cheese cannot push the child away from him, even if he solves the bestiality.

"So, what are you going to do with him?" Kairaz appeared in the room at some point, being pushed over by Atta and Kenqi. As a companion, the keen cat fairy has faintly sensed what Cheese is hiding, and sometimes he gives people the feeling of an evil god entrenched in the sky, but the mage's appearance is much cuter than a giant worm. As a result, Kailas is not going to pursue those issues.

Cheese unhurriedly stopped the bleeding from his wound, and then gently helped the child to lie down. Compared to just now, the poor little fellow was much better in every way, his face was no longer hideous, and his body had no strange organs ready to grow. The mage stood up from the bed and looked condescendingly at the creature that had absorbed his own blood, his face gradually becoming serious, "I hope he can have his own life, his own pursuits, grow up and die like an ordinary person." But unfortunately, for some purpose I must guarantee that he will not fall into the hands of my enemies. I can only train him to protect himself. ”

"Sounds good. I've heard a lot of stories written by human poets, and most of the main characters in them are like this, who have been seriously ill since childhood, and have been taken in by kind sorcerers to teach them. Such a person can always become a hero, and he always kills his master by the way. I can only hope that there is still a little bit of a gap between life and art. Kailas shrugged and said noncommittally.

"Unfortunately, the training I have received and the path I have followed are far from the wizards in your story. Being trained by me doesn't mean just learning the ability to cast spells, the knowledge, the precepts, the rules are enough to twist people into something else. I've met a lot of people who can't stand it, but I don't plan to change course because of this. If he could have been trained by me and lived to adulthood, he wouldn't have been interested in being a hero. Perhaps it would have been easier for him to die under the influence of bestiality. "The words, cold. But the corners of Cheese's mouth were curled, and he was pleased with the apprentice.

"If you describe this as so horrible, I think you'd better give this kid a chance to choose, so that he will feel abandoned by the world in the future. ”

"Nothing like that. We come into this world without a choice, neither when to come nor when to go. And why do you think you can choose between life and death? If he can't learn to choose between no choice, then it's not the world that has abandoned him, but he himself has abandoned the world. ”