The room is on the stove. A copper kettle was grilled by the fire, and from time to time a trace of white gas came out of the spout, gurgling the sound of boiling water. Coupled with the elegant fragrance in the room, it makes people feel a little comfortable and comfortable in their hearts.

Du Wei saw that the fire was ready, and brought the copper kettle with his own hands. In front of him, a small bowl was filled with a turquoise liquid. The turquoise liquid suddenly rose with a strong medicinal aroma. It is also mixed with a faint aroma of tea.

Du Wei sighed. Pick up a small bowl. I tested the temperature myself. Then he turned around and smiled, "Okay." Old man. It's time to drink the medicine again. ”

On a soft collapse behind him, the ninth-level ** division of the Imperial Magic Guild is a famous inventor of magic props. The old madman Master Erik is feared by everyone in the Magic Guild. At the moment, he was lazily curled up under a blanket.

At the moment, Arik looked haggard and old. It didn't look like a powerful ninth-level powerhouse at all, with messy hair. Pale face. Emaciated silhouette...... His cheek muscles had completely relaxed. Weakly drooping there, all this. All indicate that this old man has burned the flame of life to the final stage......

"Oh, I hate drinking this stuff the most. Ariq muttered.

Du Wei came over and picked up Master Erik with his own hands. Then he was fed and drank a small half bowl of medicine. Then he smiled and said, "Master, do you know? My brother was much braver than you are now when he drank medicine when he was eight years old. ”

"Oh. Yes, but I'm more than one hundred and eight years old. Alley stuck out his tongue angrily, as if he couldn't bear the bitterness of the drug: "Can your brother live to my age?"

said. The old mage lay down again: "Hell, you got this medicine. Why does it taste so bitter...... It smells good, but when it goes into your mouth, it's scary!"

"I'm sorry, old fellow. Du Wei looked at Erik with a smile: "This is medicine, not honey, if you are bitter." I can get you a piece of candy. ”

"Forget it...... I'm old. Eating sugar is not good for your teeth. Ariq muttered. In fact, it's only been two years. Ariq seems to have aged a lot!

His shriveled cheeks. Shows that he has lost a lot of teeth...... It's amazing, considering that when I first met this old madman three years ago, he was still standing in the compound inside the Magic Guild, arresting people everywhere to test him!

Ariq is old. Aging fast. It's debilitating!

Actually, for a magic master with ninth-level strength. More than 100 years old is actually not that old. For example, the ear-backed Master Irnes was even older than Arico, but he was still very strong.

The reason why Erik was so "early" weakened was because he was so obsessed with the study of magic props that he spent almost all of his time in the laboratory. Conduct all sorts of scary and dangerous research.

Years. In the laboratory, there are countless poisonous and harmful magic potions, smells and gases. There are also harmful substances that are scattered in the air. All of them have severely corroded Master Erik's health. It makes him have great magical strength, but it still inevitably damages his body...... Therefore, he was weaker than the other magicians.

"Open the window. Brat. The sun seems to be good today. Ariq muttered.

Du Wei complied. He pushed open the window, and it was sunny outside, the beginning of the season. There were already some birds from the south whining and singing, and in the corners of the yards, some unknown wildflowers began to bloom vigorously.

But. Back to it. Du Wei saw it. The old man on the soft collapse. But he shrunk back......

Obviously. Early chūn season. It wasn't a strong chill, but it was already a little too much for the weakened Master Arik to resist.

A trace of lament flowed in Du Wei's heart, but he walked over silently. A thick blanket was added to the old mage's body, and then he looked into Arico's eyes: "I'll push you to the courtyard to have a look?"

This is a manor outside the city of Dìdū, and is the property of Du Wei - in fact. He himself didn't know how much property he owned in Dìdū now, so he could only say that Little Zach was really a money-making machine. Now Du Wei is in the dìdū real estate industry. After a small Zach business. There were so many that even Du Wei himself could not count them.

The estate was located in the northeast of Dìdū. It is on the verge of the Lancang Grand Canal.

The yard is built on a small hillside. Sit in the yard. The fence in front of him was already covered with vines that were glowing with green trees. And at the foot of the distance, under the hillside. It is the famous east-west artery of the empire - the Lancang Grand Canal.

Far away. Above the river beneath the ground. Some merchant ships are moving to and fro, and the shallow places near the riverbed. A team of slender men are struggling to pull the boat. In the distance, it seems that the sound of the trumpet can still be faintly heard.

This early chūn ground in the morning. Under the bright sun. Everything seemed so alive except for the old man who was leaning against the soft collapse.

Arico quietly looked at the surrounding landscape.

Appetite Mountain, Appetite Water, Stomach Tree, Stomach Flower, That Sunshine ......

There was a hint of greed in the old man's eyes, as if he was trying to portray everything deeply into his own eyes......

"Can't get enough of it......"

Suddenly. Ariq muttered, "It's weird. I always feel it. These things. I can't get enough of it. ”

Du Wei laughed: "Then it's very simple. Wait until you're feeling better. I'll take you to the northwest, go to the grassland, see the endless green, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the scenery is great, you will like the land. ”

Ariq smiled. Then he looked at Du Wei calmly: "Okay, kid. Don't comfort me. I know my body...... Don't forget. You have a lot of pharmacy knowledge. Or did I teach you? ”

As he spoke, the old man struggled to sit up. Then she bent down slightly, stretched out her withered fingers, and tried to touch a small white wildflower rising from the soft soil.

The delicate white petals made the old man's eyebrows reveal a trace of strange spirits.

Du Wei's heart softened and walked over. I'm going to help him pick the flower.

"Don't. Ariq shook his head suddenly. He gently blocked Du Wei's hand. In a low voice, "Don't take it off...... As soon as you pick it, it dies. ”

The old man's words seemed to have a hint of complexity, and his fingers finally barely touched the petals. He just did it gently. Gently, gently touch the petals with your fingertips. There seemed to be a faint yearning in his eyes—and then he withdrew his fingers. Lay down again.

"Just let it live well. Ariq sighed.

Du Wei felt that his eyes were a little moist, and he coughed, pretending to turn sideways. He quickly wiped the corner of his eye.

At this time, Arik was lying on the soft floor, closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, you haven't told me yet, how did you convince that old fox of AgoDoug to accept your conditions that day? ”

"It's simple. Du Wei smiled: "I only said three words to him that day. And he agreed. ”

"Which three sentences?"

"Well, first word: the Magic Guild has always been at odds with the Church, right?"

"That's right. Magicians have always hated those sticks. ”

"The second sentence: If the regent inherits the throne, then the emperor will call the Pope 'godfather'. Would the Magic Guild want to see the Church so glamorous and arrogant?"

"Hmm...... Of course not. At least not to be happy. ”

The third sentence is: Prince Charles is willing to learn magic from Chairman Jargo Doug as a teacher. ”

Master Erik was stunned for a moment. Then he looked at Du Weidi's expression and laughed.

"That's funny! Dewey, you cunning fellow, like this. The old god of the church lost an emperor's godson. And the chairman of our magic union has an extra emperor apprentice! This will allow the magic union to overpower the church, and the old fox really won't refuse. ”

Ariq thought for a moment, "But. Since the royal family is unwilling to let the emperor become the godson of the Pope, but is willing to make the emperor the apprentice of the president of the Magic Guild?"

"It's different. Du Wei sighed: "Those gods in the church have a desire for power, and the church always wants to grab more power and power. But the Magic Guild is different, the Magic Guild is not very ambitious, and the magicians have little hope for worldly power. For royalty. They would rather let the Wizards sit big than see the church too arrogant. Because the only thing a magician can claim from power is to guarantee the privilege of the magician and his status above the law. Other than that, the Magical Guild poses no threat to royal rule. ”

"It's a good idea. Alley laughed. Then he closed his mouth and stopped talking about the topic.

After a while, the old man had already narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be a little drowsy.

Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief. He had just prepared the bowl of medicine for Arico. Contains some soothing and sleep-promoting ingredients. Old Master Erico barely slept all night last night...... Sickness tormented his nerves!

It corroded his body all year round and precipitated all kinds of toxic substances in his body. After many years, a certain tipping point has finally been broken. Even the Great Magician could not suppress the rebellion of the various toxins in his body.

Ariq was very sick, very sick! his heart, his lungs. And other nerves. They have been corroded by toxins and become fragile. When the pain hits, even every breath, every heartbeat. Let him endure unimaginable pain!

The problem is that Eric has a good understanding of magic potions. But I was surprised to refuse to take "ice berries"!

The reason is that he is going to be in his last moments. Stay sane!

These rìzi since. He uses all his waking hours every day. Organize your life's worth of magical research. Put them in a book!

Therefore, even in the most painful times, the old man insisted on refusing to take the analgesic ice berries, preferring to let the pain torment his aging body. Be sure to stay conscious, too.

"Dewey ......"

Just as Dewey pushed Master Erik back into the room. Just as he was about to leave quietly. Ariq suddenly opened his eyes through a slit. He shouted a little indistinctly.

Du Wei immediately leaned over and whispered, "Do you have any other orders?"

"Promise me a few things. ”

Du Wei sighed and said with a smile, "You can wait until you wake up and talk to me." ”

Ariq smiled weakly, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep at any time and won't wake up." You and I know that. This kind of thing is likely to happen. ”

Du Wei pursed his lips. Didn't answer.

"The booklet that I put together after a lifetime of research. I've already given it to you......" Ariq sighed, "You helped me get into your Magic Society...... Let more people share it. You're quite right. The results of the Magician's research. It should be used to benefit more people. Instead of hiding in your own chest. Let it slowly become moldy. ”

"Yes, I'll study your life's work, and then I'll teach more magicians as well. Du Wei smiled, "I'll open a new course in the Academy of Magic." ”

"And ...... My two apprentices. Ariq sighed, "I've already told them about it. When I die, let them leave the Magic Guild. and eat under your men. I'm worried about what happens when I'm dead. They have no backers. Jago Doug, that old guy is going to bully them. If it's under your hands, I'll be much more relieved. ”

"Good. I'm going to reuse the two mage lands. Du Wei immediately agreed.

"And ......," Arik suddenly tried to open his eyes. Staring at Du Wei tightly, his voice trembling a little. As if struggling to support his senses: "I know...... The Magic Guild is too conservative. But I hope you understand. Actually, a lot of conservative magicians. They're not bad people, they're just too stuck in tradition, so. Although the Magic Guild will ...... in the future Maybe it's going to be against you. But, please, for my sake. Don't be too embarrassed by the Magic Guild...... After all. I and your local teacher, Master Gandalf. They were all from the Magic Guild. If...... If in the future. You've had a violent conflict with the Magic Guild. Brat. I know you're awesome, if your tricks are unleashed. I'm afraid that one day you'll be able to do it. You can wipe this ancient guild from the continent once and for all, but I beg you...... I beg you to promise me one thing!"

"I ......" Du Wei immediately understood the pleading meaning in Rico's eyes, and he made a promise without hesitation: "I promise you! Even if the situation is at its worst, I will definitely let the magic guild continue to exist! I will definitely leave it a way to live." ”

Ariq smiled reassuringly, and he lay down. I closed my eyes.

Du Wei was about to walk away, but Ariq shouted again: "Du Wei." ”

Du Wei smiled: "Okay." Sleep well, old man, and if you have anything else to say, you can say to me at night. ”

"Nope. I think it's more reassuring to say it. Arico's old face was old, but at the moment he smiled as if he was a little childish: "I still have one last wish, which is about myself." ”

Du Wei nodded and smiled gently, "Okay." You name it, and I'll do it for you. ”

"Uh......" The old man's smile suddenly became a little shy: "Actually, I also have vanity...... You got that magic academy. The statue of Master Gandalf was placed in the first place in the promenade...... You said. As long as you are willing to contribute your magic. Bringing the Magical Civilization to the Masses...... So. There is also a chance that it will be made into a statue. Behind Master Gandalf, right?"

Du Wei was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this open-minded old man. There was also a childish side to this, and he smiled: "Don't worry." Guru. You've done so much to the Academy of Magic, and you've contributed your life's work...... I promise. Your statue will be placed in the second position in the promenade!"

"Haha, I'm so happy. Erik finally closed his eyes: "I've been busy researching all my life. It's a pity that I didn't have time to take in too many apprentices, only two unsuccessful guys. But they didn't learn much about me. But after I die. My life's work can be put in the academy, so that more magicians can learn, then I will be at ease, those junior boys, although no one will call me a teacher, but. My statue is there. Everybody knows that they learned to be the land of my old man Erric...... Haha, I'm so happy!"

The old man seemed tired, and he waved his hand gently: "Okay." , boy, I'm going to sleep......"

"Well, I'll bring you pecans that you like to eat in the evening. Du Wei whispered with a smile, and then he watched as the old fellow closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep - breathing calmly. It's like a sleeping child.

Du Wei's eyes were gentle, and then he gently left the room and closed the door.

Master Erik fell asleep......

And. As he had guessed.

He slept and didn't wake up again......

Roland Empire 965 Chūn, Continental Magic Guild. The ninth-level ** master, Master Erico, died of illness in his sleep. He walked peacefully, with a smile of satisfaction on his face. Because. All his wishes had been given to the boy he trusted.

He walked without regrets.

This lifelong jīng force immersed in the study of magic in the place where the magician died. It didn't cause a lot of repercussions, because compared to Gandalf, he wasn't too famous. Folk. Few people know the name of this ** master who hides in the tower of the Magic Guild all year round to do research.

However, this master has left countless valuable legacies on this continent!

He spent his life researching all kinds of magic tools to refine his experience, and countless inventions, such as...... The broomstick of the Knights of the Air. And so on and so forth......

These precious legacies he left behind have brought great changes to the fate of this continent!

Just two days after Master Erric's death, Dewey was outside the corridor of the Academy of Magic.

On the promenade, behind the statue of Master Gandalf. A new statue was installed.

Master Arico's smile comes to life under the sculptor's knife. Still wearing that dirty, shabby robe. Scruffy beard.

"Master Arico. A ninth-level magician in the mainland, a master of refining, he has made indelible contributions to the magic civilization of the continent in his lifetime. He left behind a precious legacy of magic. will be in the midst of countless eras to come. Illuminate the light for us on the path of magic!"

Under the statue. This text was written by Du Wei himself.

Look at this statue. Du Wei felt a little sad in his heart, and he reached out and gently stroked Erik's beard on the statue. He whispered, "Old man, you are really ruthless...... It's really accurate, you really didn't want to wake up when you fell asleep...... But don't worry, your heart's desire. I'll do it for you!"

After speaking. Dewey stood in front of the statue of Master Erik for a few moments. And then. He straightened his lichen, crossed his hands respectfully and quietly, and bowed deeply to the statue.

This is a standard mage's land tradition. The disciple saluted the teacher!!

"Although I did not really worship under your door, you taught me many things. Arico...... Teacher!"