Chapter Twenty-Three: Fate

A year ago, after reading Antpet's graduation thesis, while eating dinner, Xike was eating miso roast pork and thinking. When it was time to eat the pudding after the meal, he finally couldn't help but ask Ampatle, "I can wake up the dead because I am a congenital necromancer, and I will be an innate necromancer because I have the relevant 'understanding', which means that I am close to a necromancer myself?"

This seems to be some kind of "fate", which means that the fate of Xi Ke has already been decided. He can only walk on the path where he has the relevant talent and become what he was meant to be.

Ampett thought for a moment before saying, "Indeed, there are many things in this world that are predestined. If you're a professional athlete, I'll tell you that developing your talent is the only thing you should do. In that field, without talent is nothing. But you're a mage. Do you want to be a mage?"

"Yes. Rick said. He liked the life of a mage, he loved studying the dull stuff, and he looked forward to knowing more about it.

"Well, the athlete's set has nothing to do with you. The choice is yours. We are mages, and mages are not the same as knights. Knights' abilities usually peak in their early twenties, and after the age of forty, their physical fitness declines, and they begin to count down the time to retire. We mages are only about to mature at the age of forty. The older the mage, the more powerful it is. Those old mages who couldn't walk quickly were several times more powerful in the blink of an eye than when a young man recited a spell for half a day. 」

"I know that. Rick said. Masters need to read, and books can never be finished, and the longer they live, the more time they have to read. In the mage industry, the one who lives long wins.

"But if that's where my understanding is, then Iβ€”" Rick didn't know how to describe it, feeling anxious about his talent, perhaps because he didn't like it.

"Perception is subject to change. In a gentle, steady, bell-like voice, he said, "The more you work in a particular area, the higher your understanding of that area will be. You know what it's like to have a high level of understanding, you don't need to work hard to feel uncomfortable to be able to channel, but your herb perception is also very high, haven't you worked it?"

"I'm trying. Rick said. At first, he couldn't even tell the shape of the leaves, but later he began to be able to distinguish the subtle differences in the veins of the leaves, and he was able to touch the different touches of each plant with his hands. Later, he could see from a distance what kind of plant it was, and he didn't need to check the features one by one.

After accumulating more and more efforts, he now knows by smelling the herbs around him, what condition they are in, fresh or damp and moldy, whether they are chopped or dried. This ability was completely unimaginable to him when he was still using his eyes to identify at first.

In the process, he suffered so much that he even dreamed that he was reading a medicinal herb illustrated book at night, and a large number of plants dangling in front of his eyes.

It was impossible for him to teach himself how to check the state of medicinal herbs with taste. At that time, I didn't have the comprehension to comprehend this. But in the process of hard work, unconsciously, he was ready to learn this.

By now, it was getting easier and easier for him to learn new potions, and sometimes he didn't have much effort to learn them at all, just seeing it. If he hadn't remembered how hard he had been when he first started studying, he might have thought he had a great talent for it.

"This is the understanding that you have worked hard to improve. On the other hand, if you don't use it, your understanding will be reduced. Human instinct is the ability to swim, but if you don't use it all the time, Zuihou will become unable to swim.

"At the age of twenty, the influence of talent is greater than your efforts. However, the age of mages does not begin until after the age of forty, so what determines our value is the effort we have accumulated from birth to the present, not our talent.

"Perception will change because you have come this way. Your will has given you the comprehension of the herb. Because of the special experience of his illness, the hermit Ge Zhu realized the mystery of map magic. When you choose the path of mage, when you decide to rely on your mind rather than your body, your choice has determined that in your life, hard work is the most important thing. Where you go depends on your will. Unlike following your talent, if the effort is not your choice, you can't do it. 」

Nick thought for a moment, and Ampaert's explanation led to another question: "But there are still such situations, because there are no relevant qualifications, so it is impossible to do certain things. There was no example of this, because it was all too common.

"Even if you know that there are things you can never do, your possibilities are endless. Because this shijie is unlimited. Even if you deduct the impossibilities that you know, you still don't know what will happen to you, so you can change yourself because of those things, and there are infinite possibilities for the future. 」

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Now, a year later, after the umbrella man left, Rick returned the skeleton bird to the pen on time. He noticed that the bird's wings had cracked because of the violent movement. After repairing, Rick went straight to the Day of the Illumination Preparation Room.

He saw two "bats" modifying a giant crystal lamp. The knights who stayed in the house walked around restlessly.

At about eleven o'clock, wailing began to be heard from the delivery room. Flomi's labor pains had reached their peak, and every time she wailed, the men outside shrank their necks in horror.

It was almost twelve o'clock when there was a small cry of "quack-quack-ah-" from the room. Through the door, the sound was barely audible, but when it appeared, the men outside fell silent. That voice is engraved in human genes, and even people who have never heard it can recognize it.

The child was born.

I don't know how long it was, but it seemed like a long time later, the door to the delivery room opened, and Garrag was the first to enter, followed by Syke. Inside the room, Lisna held a baby wrapped in a flower cloth towel and shook it gently. She carefully supported the baby's entire body and head with her arms. The baby is red, small, wrinkled, and its skin is so tender that it seems to break at the slightest click.

"It's healthy. Lisna smiled at Galag.

Galag looked visibly relieved, his shoulders drooping and the corners of his mouth raised.

Sick saw Seren crouching in the corner of the room, looking like he had lost his strength. Rick tapped him on the shoulder and said, "How did it feel to see the production process for the first time?"

Serene just covered her mouth and didn't speak.

Lisna placed the baby next to Flomi**, and Syk heard Flomi say, "His name is Claudiar GΓ©ro. Give him a civilian surname and give him the freedom to choose the path he takes. 」

The royal family of Nirvana had the surname of Lesev, and Gerol was the surname of Isolon. This symbolizes that Claudiar was not born as a royal family, but as a commoner. This child has no right to the throne.

When Shuilonu heard the surname, he was stunned for a moment, and when Gallagher saw this, he said to her, "You seem to have a misunderstanding, let's go out and talk. 」

Shuilonu nodded.

There was also a man in the room, an old man with several scars on his face, wearing a floral shirt under a white doctor's robe, a doctor who had arrived while he was working. He took out two small glass bottles and walked over to Flomi**. As soon as the glass bottle was opened, Syk could smell it and knew what it was.

The first bottle of medicine was stained on the handkerchief and dangled next to Flomi's face. The medicine could refresh and wake people from a coma, and although Xi Ke thought it would be better to let her sleep after giving birth, he didn't intervene.

It wasn't until Dr. Scar opened the second bottle of medicine to let the sober Flomi drink it that Syk became nervous. He stepped forward and snatched the medicine away.

This sweet-scented potion, nicknamed "Returning to the Light", can force the human body back to normal and allow the dying to survive for a while longer. The problem is that this is very harmful to the body, even if it is just to recover from physical exhaustion, it will take months or even years of recuperation to heal the body. For the mother, is this trying to kill her?

"What are you doing? It's not a tonic!" Rick roared.

Gallag hadn't gone out yet, and when he saw this, he stepped forward and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the medicine?"

"This is Erasol's poison, a 'return to light'. Xi Ke reported the name of the medicine.

"That's fine. Please return the medicine to Your Highness. Gallagher said, "He has the next trip to run." It can't always be replaced by Gallag, sooner or later it will be seen.

Rick gasped. To keep this baby's business a secret, to the point of this?

"But then, she won't produce milk!, what about the child?" said Rick. Flashback forces the body back to its normal state, which is the state of not having children.

Lisna knelt next to ** and looked at the baby, and now looked up and said, "I will lactate, and I will be the nurse of this child." Secreting human milk is one of the things that the demon can do to control his physical condition.

Cheek struggled for several seconds, all the while Gallagher kept looking at him. Zuihou Garrag lowered his eyes. Syk finally returned the medicine to Flomi, who drank it all without hesitation.

After handing over the medicine, Rick stood still. Old Doctor Scar walked over, patted Rick on the shoulder, and said, "Young man, I heard that when I came, you fried those potions that prepared haode?"

Rubbing his eyes, he replied, "Ah, yes!"

"Good job, helped. The old doctor Scar put down his hand and said, "Get used to it early, people have their own choices. 」

Syke sat down heavily next to Fromi's **, Fromie smiled and touched Syke's head, and straightened up and kissed Syke's forehead.

Seren, silently, walked over to Rick and stood behind him.

Gallagher watched the scene for about ten seconds, and motioned with his eyes for Shuilonu to go out with him.