"What are you afraid of?"

When such words rang in his ears, Feynman was stunned. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info his eyes were red, and he looked at his hands without blinking.

His hands began to tremble, trembling and trembling, and finally he hugged his head and began to cry bitterly.

The boat sailed out of the area of the sea beast tide and continued to move on the moonlit sea.

Night is a quiet night.

The people on the ship sat on the deck in twos and threes, looking at the infinite silence in front of them.

Feynman held his head and gradually dried his tears.

Caesar sat beside him, just sitting quietly, not saying a word. He looked at the vast sky, waiting for his friend to speak.

"Once, too, I had glory. ”

Finally, Feynman spoke. The sadness in his tone was hard to hide.

"As a child, I had an exaggerated amount of magic. Everyone said that I would be the youngest Dharma Saint in the whole of Westin. My father was Prince Charles, the royal family that had not been valued since birth. He pinned all his hopes on me. At that time, I also felt that my future would be bright......"

Feynman's voice grew quieter and quieter, and at this point, it was more like he was talking to himself.

He stopped and didn't continue. He buried his head in his arms, his grief seemed to be understood only by himself.

Caesar still didn't speak, he just listened, listened to Feynman's heart, listened to everything he wanted to say.

After a long time, Feynman finally calmed down again and continued:

"Just when everything was going for the best, God seemed to play a big joke on me. After one test, I was found to have no mental strength. The lack of mental power meant that the magic could not be manipulated, and the huge amount of magic could not be used at all. It's as if you have a lot of wealth but you can't spend a penny. At that time, I felt fine, but my father's attitude towards me was completely reversed. He began to look at me coldly, and he was no longer willing to waste more words on me. Even at home, when I met him, he would pass me by as if he didn't see me. I seemed to have become a stranger in this family. Whether it's magic or vindictiveness. Whether it's wealth or power. All this has nothing to do with me, all I want is an ordinary home, a family that loves each other. At that moment, I realized that I had lost more than just the future of becoming a mage. What I have lost is my father's care, and what I have lost is a complete family......"

At this, Feynman's voice began to tremble.

"So, I started to get a little crazy. I know that as long as I can continue to show my due value in magic, then my father will not look at me coldly, and the smile of the past will return to his face, and the family will return to the way it used to be. I meditated hard and practiced magic hard, but my lack of mental strength condemned me to death. No matter how large the amount of mana I have, I can only use the most basic low-level magic. I don't believe in evil, and I set my mind on the legendary forbidden spell. At that time, I thought that if I could release a forbidden spell, even the lowest forbidden spell, then I would be able to prove my worth. With my mana, I could have released the forbidden spell a long time ago, but because I didn't have the control of mental power, there was only one consequence of forcibly releasing the forbidden spell, and that was - out of control!"

Fear appeared again in Feynman's eyes, a nightmare that would never linger in his short life. It was a nightmare, a nightmare that would come to you every now and then.

"That day, I was alone in the garden of my home, and the teacher who had been teaching me magic was not by my side. I thought my chance had come, and it was time to try casting the forbidden spell. It was the most regrettable decision I've ever made in my life. I followed the steps in the Codex and began to chant, and the magic inside me gushed out like a fountain. The powerful fluctuations of magic terrified me, but all I could think about was the picture of family fun. At first, the forbidden spell worked as normal, and just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, it all happened suddenly. The forbidden spell without mental restraint is out of control. The sudden rampage of the forbidden spell unleashed an astonishing amount of energy, and in just a moment, our family, including the surrounding area, was enveloped in that crazy energy. At that time, I was really scared. I tried to stop the curse, but it was out of my control. I was completely stunned, not knowing what to do. At this moment, my magic teacher suddenly appeared. When he saw me, who was already frightened, he didn't say a word, and began to stop the forbidden spell from rampage. My teacher was already a quasi-saint at the time, but he still couldn't stop the forbidden spell I was casting. At that last moment, he used all his magic to save my life, and he and the entire mansion were wiped out in the out-of-control forbidden spell. Fortunately, on that day, my family was all gone. But the servants who remained in the mansion and many innocent people lost their precious lives because of my willfulness. ・”

At this, Feynman let out a long sigh as if he had lifted the burden from his shoulders. It was a debt that he had always hidden in his heart, and he would never be able to forgive his sins. He told Caesar this, perhaps just to make himself feel better.

Feynman said quietly:

"Since then, I've become afraid of using magic. Every time you hold the staff in your hand, that earth-shattering explosion reappears. The faces of those who died in my magic will surround me. My teacher, his countenance will also be difficult to dissipate. I could see the anger and resentment in their eyes. It's all my fault. ”

Feynman finally said everything in his heart, and all of a sudden, he seemed to lose all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

His eyes were filled with endless sadness and remorse that had been haunting his heart.

Caesar listened to what he had to say, and simply nodded, and he did not speak immediately.

In his mind, the black burning village, the beautiful face that gradually passed away in his arms, scene after scene appeared in front of his eyes.

Caesar's eyes were extraordinarily deep, as if he could see the end of the world.

After a long time, he finally said:

"The moment you cast a forbidden spell out of control, when you watched your teacher die in the magic you unleashed......, did you feel powerless? All your fears just come from your powerlessness, and you are afraid that your powerlessness will cause that tragedy again. There's nothing I can do to help you, it's your own demons. All you need to do is face it and the people who die in your magic. You need your teacher who gave his life for you, and at that last moment, he chose to save you, it was his choice. Think back to the last look your teacher gave you before he died......"