"You're not quite right," Ashida leisurely pressed his slender and beautiful fingers, observing Tails' reaction, "the air pressure in your body has changed dramatically......"

"Giza Trilman," the Air Wizard repeated lightly, "what, does the name evoke any memories?"

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Blood Magician.

With an uncertain expression, Tails revisited the extraordinary memories of the birch forest, which combined tension, horror, horror, disgusting, perversion, and madness.

And the words that the unreasonable lady left behind when she disappeared in the darkness.

[I will never let you suffer]

The pale Prince of the Stars came to his senses, looked up at Ashida, sighed and nodded.

"Not long ago, I had a lighthearted and friendly conversation with your dear Lady Giza, one of the rumored Bloodbottle Gang bosses," Tails said listlessly. ”

Ashida's eyes narrowed slightly, and thoughts of demonic energy slowly surged through his body.

Giza?

With that said, she had overcome the threat of the Storm Cannon, returned from weakness and slumber, and regained consciousness.

Perhaps also regained the ability to eat.

Ashida's thoughts fluctuated slightly.

Ever since he returned to his physical form, he has been following the boy's unique breathing, chasing him for thousands of miles.

I haven't bothered with the Blood Vial Gang.

Also, compared to the value of this boy, the pawn of the Blood Bottle Gang is simply dispensable garbage.

But now that Giza has returned......

Maybe it's time for a long-awaited conversation.

After all, this boy appeared, and the plans of the Blood Vials might have to be slowed down......

However, Tails' next words regained the attention of the magician.

"Lady Giza expressed her irrepressible joy at the sight of her long-lost magemaster companion," Tails observed Ashida's face, he inhaled vigorously, and then sighed heavily:

"And decided to kill me. ”

"To celebrate my first meeting with her. ”

As he spoke, Tails saw Ashida's brow furrowed unusually.

From just now to now, this Qi Demon Master, who has been calm and unmoved, rested his right hand on his left arm, pinched his delicate chin, and groaned slightly.

"To quote one of her exact words," Tails said, raising his hands, ticking his four fingers in a quotation mark, and raising his eyebrows sarcastically, "'It's for your own good.'" ”

Ashida's expression was solemn.

"What do you mean......"

"Giza knows that you are the future magician," the qi magician keenly grasped the point: "Still trying to kill you?"

The second prince looked into Ashida's eyes and nodded slightly.

"Obviously, she doesn't welcome my status as a mage," Tails shrugged, sarcastically or unconsciously, "I guess the mage master industry is highly competitive, and it has reached the point where it needs to suppress newcomers?"

Ashida continued to mutter, and Tails could feel that he was pondering.

"I was lucky that day," Tails shook his head, "I can imagine my next meeting with her......"

After a while, the Qi Demon Master raised his head solemnly.

"Well, that's a problem," Ashida's tone replied with a cold reply, her eyes blazing, "as a partner, I'll talk to her." ”

"It's like in the old days. ”

Tails looked at Ashida's appearance, and thought that the conversation should be about the same.

At the very least, the animosity between the two has faded.

It's time to talk to him about your future plans.

In short, becoming a magemaster is too risky, and you can't do it when your understanding is limited......

"Good. ”

At this moment, the Qi Magician got up from the "chair" of the void and interrupted Tails' thoughts, his face expressionless:

"Let's go. ”

Tails' face changed drastically.

"Let's go?" Tails rolled his eyes, breathing faster, "Where to go?"

"To get you out of here, of course. The Qi Wizard raised a hand, and the bedroom window was blown open, revealing the darkness outside the window, and the cold and cold wind continued to seep in.

The little slippery head, who was sleeping soundly on the side of the bed, unconsciously curled up, licked his lips, and hugged the quilt on his body a little tighter.

"Present...... Now?" Tails shuddered, he clenched his fists and looked at Ashda in disbelief, "Isn't it, a little sudden?"

"At this moment, there are two complete and powerful legendary anti-demon weapons in Longxiao City," Aishida said slowly, "in the palace we are in. ”

Tails was stunned for a moment, and he looked out the door.

"You wouldn't think that I came to you at such a risk," the Qi Wizard sighed, "just to sit down and talk, right?"

Tails frowned, his breathing speeding up uncontrollably.

His worst fears happened.

"Prepare to start your new life," Ashida said nonchalantly, "As a mage, you still have a long future ahead of you, and a long way to go. ”

"Wait, but I, but I still have a lot of questions," Tails scratched his ears and cheeks, desperately thinking of excuses to delay time, "like the relationship between the mage and the mage, and how I will become a mage, and what Giza said, the faction of the mage, by the way, and the legendary anti-demon army......"

"You and I know it, child," Ashida shook her head ruthlessly, explaining his intentions, "There is no benefit in delaying unnecessarily, even if your subordinates find out that something is wrong and come to your rescue......

"It will only be their misfortune - even the elf next door who breathes well and calmly seems to be in the Extreme," the magician replied faintly.

"We proved thousands of years ago that even the gods are helpless against magicians. ”

Tails was stunned.

He looked at the open window and felt the cold air coming in.

Worst.

What to do?

"Wait......" Tails looked up, his expression worried and anxious.

You must not go with him.

He'll have to find a way to stay.

"The situation of the mage master in the world is terrible, right," Tails looked at the mage of qi and sighed, "from the fall of the ancient empire, to the end of the war and the fission of the continent...... Perhaps, wouldn't it be a good idea to follow you? Maybe I should stay and we can ...... regularly."

This time, Ashida looked at him condescendingly, her eyes subtle.

Tails was so nervous by his eyes that he couldn't help but stop talking.

Ashida spoke slowly, her tone fluctuating, but with a chilling aura:

"The world has chosen to forget about magic, to forget the past, to suppress our numbers, so most people don't know what we are - like my gang idiots. ”

Even the battle of the end, which should be familiar to people, has become a legend of heroes fighting against unknown calamities. ”

The magician put his hands behind his back: "However, those who have status and power are still wary of our existence and regard us as the biggest threat. ”

"They're just as hated for magic or magic," Ashida's eyes narrowed slightly, "but that's why you have to come with me." ”

Tails looked at each other with a numb scalp.

Ashida's eyes were solemn: "Once your identity is revealed, they won't care if you are a prince or not - your fate will be worse than that of an orc in the hands of humans." ”

Tails looked at Ashida with some confusion.

He pursed his lips, remembering the drama of the Temple of the Night's reenactment of the Endgame, of Gilbert's words about the Calamity, of the unsettling Black Prophet, of Ramon with his head and tail, of Yodel's mask.

But......

More than ten seconds later.

"No, I can't just walk away......" Tails gritted his teeth and shook his head:

"I am, I am their prince, I have a task on my shoulders, I also know a lot of people, and there are some things that cannot simply be left behind......"

But he was interrupted by the Magian again.

"I say," Ashida smiled, her eyes full of mockery, "why don't you want to become a magician because you are worried about your safety......?"

"Or is it because I can't bear the honorable status of the Prince of Stars?"

Tails was slightly stunned when he heard this.

I only heard the Qi Demon Master snort coldly: "Even if you ...... two months ago"

"But the most despicable beggar?"

At this moment, Tails's heart was really shocked.

Reluctant......

Prince of the Stars......

Elite status......

The night he first arrived at the Mindis Hall, the sturdy figure announcing himself as the only remaining heir to the stars.

Gilbert and Yodel got down on one knee in front of them.

Wya's chest swore to herself.

Rolf uses his clumsy sign language to make a metaphor for "obedience".

and the crowds of people under the Hall of Stars, and the deafening cheers of the crowd reaching to the sky.

Tails clenched his fists unconsciously.

"If I came to you when you were a beggar," Ashda spoke unfast, not heavy, but made Tails feel inexplicably stressed, "Would you still react like this?"

Tails took a deep breath.

He thought of the shivering beggars in the sixth room.

Remembering the struggles of cold and hunger every year.

Remembering Morris's ferocious wolfdog.

Thinking of Quaid's hideous expression, remembering Rick's mysterious smile.

"When you are drunk on the title of prince, or when you are tormenting in the misery of a beggar, when you are torn between the pleasures and pains of both," Ashida looked at him coldly, "have you ever wondered what you really are?"

"When you are stripped of all other people's definitions, stripped of all the situations in which you exist, what is left of you?"

"A prince honored by blood, a beggar born humble and unfortunate, a precocious genius child, a poor man struggling to change his fate?" said Ashida, looking down at his expression.

Tails' breathing quickened.

Venerable Prince.

Cheap beggars.

The magnificent palace, the life of food and clothing, and the subordinates who obey orders.

The dilapidated and dilapidated abandoned houses, the daily life of cold, hunger and typhoid, and the thugs who beat and scolded at every turn.

Heaven and clouds and mud.

"I ......" he opened his mouth slightly, subconsciously wanting to refute.

But I found that when the words came to my mouth, I just couldn't say them.

Tails stared blankly at the ground.

Do you really think so?

Can't do without, reluctantly, the prince's dignity?

"Child, you have to understand, to become a magician," the Qi magician said coldly, "you must wave goodbye to the past—no matter how glorious and unforgettable it is." ”

"Don't let the past hold you back, abandon it decisively, and you can finally sublimate. ”

Tails subconsciously grabbed his chest.

It seems that the wound that was burned with the silver Mindish coin is aching faintly again.

The inscription on that silver coin reappeared in my mind: kings are not honored by blood.

"A magemaster is not a profession, not a job, not a title," says Ashida categorically, "it means more than you can imagine – it's an unprecedented choice, an opportunity for you to find yourself, to recognize yourself, to reinvent yourself." ”

"Now you have such an opportunity to make your own choice," the magician walked up to him and put his hand in his face, "is to choose to return to your original life, to continue your life that seems to be realistic, seemingly down-to-earth, but in fact has no choice, no freedom, confusion, confusion and no future......"

Ashida's hand stopped in front of his nose, and his palm flipped over, and a blue light flashed out from above, swirling around the mage's palm, eventually forming a dark blue ball of light.

It's like that night on Red Square Street.

"Choose your own heart," the magician's words continued, "choose to take a look, see how far you can climb, and what kind of scenery you can finally see?"

"To find out, who are you?"

Tails frowned deeply as he looked at the ball of light in Ashida's hand.

How far can you climb......

What kind of scenery......

Who the hell is it......

Ashda slowly clenched his fists, and with his movements, the ball of light annihilated in the mage's hand.

Gusts of air swept across Tails' face.

The magician's eyes changed: "These are the words of my guide thousands of years ago, when he guided the confused me on the path of magical energy. ”

Tails listened to Ashida's words with an ugly expression, his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

"And now, a thousand years later, I will be your guide and guide you to become the most amazing being in the world," Ashda nodded slightly, "Believe me, a mage can gain more than infinite life and infinite power—it is only the most insignificant additional gift." ”

The Qi Demon Master slowly raised his arms, and his tone was ethereal and mysterious: "The world we can see, the vision we can reach, and everything we feel are far beyond what any other being can imagine—underneath, the light of the gods, the glory of sacrifice, and the dignity of kings are all dwarfed and boring. ”

A panicked Tails lowered his head.

Ashida lowered her arm, looked at Tails, and nodded slowly and firmly with her eyes:

"It's time for us to go. ”

The next moment, before Tails could react, he was floating in mid-air!

Tails was shocked, and was about to speak, when he noticed that the vision in front of him changed dramatically!

The wind howled, and the chill invaded his bare skin, and the cold wind poured into his mouth and nose.

No!

Wait a minute!

I haven't ...... yet

Tails tried to speak, but couldn't, he just felt himself start spinning, not knowing where the sky was and where the earth was.

Ashida took him and flew out the window.

Tails gritted his teeth in pain high in the air, and the scenery in front of him changed from a small bedroom to a vast snowy mountain range in the moonlight.

and the ...... that slowly grew smaller and farther away in his field of vision

Valhalla.

————

Nicolas the Meteorite stood in the Hall of Heroes with an ugly face.

His eyes were fixed on the hideous spear on the ledge.

Soul Killing Gun.

"Buzz ......"

A low, rapid trill was heard.

Several members of the White Guards beside Nicolai looked at the gun in amazement.

The legendary Soul Killer is - quivering?

Nicolas narrowed his eyes as he stepped forward and pressed his hand to the Soul Lance.

The commander of the White Blade Guard felt the sensation in his hand.

Then he let out a heavy sigh.

"Ring the alarm at Valhalla immediately," Nicolai raised his head suddenly, solemn and dignified, "the highest class!"

"We're in big trouble. ”

One of the guards beside him frowned.

The highest first class?

But he nodded respectfully and turned away.

"Seal off Valhalla's gates to the Axe and Spear Districts, and count all patrols, whether they are palace guards or white-knuckle guards. Nicolas turned, drawing the white-handled knife behind his back.

It was a special knife.

The blade is bright silver, the blade is slightly gray, and the ridge is a deep brass.

The arc of the knife is different from the white blade unique to the White Guards, and there are two curved arcs from the handle to the tip of the blade.

"I want everyone to report back every five minutes - in case someone goes missing, I want to know where he disappeared within five minutes," Nikolai commanded his subordinates as he walked with his blade in hand, his face as he walked, "We will go to His Majesty's bedroom at once." ”

The members of the guard who gave the order disappeared in front of him in an instant, and soon, the sound of large and small hurried orders could be heard in the distance and near and far.

"What's wrong, Chief?" one of Nikolai's lieutenants frowned and asked him, "What ......is the Soul Killing Gun?"

"Well, it's not good," the Meteorite's steps grew faster and faster, and his pale face was flushed, "The Soul Killer Spear doesn't warn for no reason. ”

"It is recorded in the "White Blade Inheritance Book" that the last time it was so loud was more than 600 years ago. ”

His deputy's expression grimaced.

"More than six hundred years ago?" repeated the deputy incredulously.

As the order was issued, there were more and more soldiers passing orders back and forth around, the password became more and more urgent, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

"Yes, more than six hundred years ago," said Nicolai, calmly walking towards the king's bedroom, raising the blade of his hand, and awe-inspiring:

"When the Soul Killer Gun ......"

"Still in the hands of His Majesty Necaju......"

"When you go through the end of the war. ”

————

Tails desperately opened his eyes in the whistling wind, trying to see what was in front of him.

But he could only see the figure of Ashida in front of him, and his flying robe.

After a few seconds, he could feel that they were descending sharply.

Right now.

"Huh!"

A sharp and sharp sound, the wind is coming!

"Tong!"

There was a muffled sound.

Tails didn't understand what was happening, he just felt his vision shake.

The next moment, he rolled down on the soft snow.

The shoulder hurts.

Damn it.

Tails coughed violently, scolding his luck in the bottom of his heart as he struggled to get up.

Damn it!

What's going on?

Why did you brake hard again?

He shivered in the snow.

Then the prince of the stars was stunned.

He couldn't have lifted his neck any higher.

In the moonlight, he found that a huge statue appeared in front of his eyes.

Almost several stories high.

It was a heroic warrior, armed with a spear, with a fierce and compassionate expression.

It was a statue of Necaju Aix.

Tails woke up suddenly—they were at the highest peak in Dragon City, the Sky Cliff.

He looked around and found that the entire Longxiao City was under his feet.

I see.

The statue of the hero Necaju looks so small from below.

And when it's really in front of you......

At this moment, Ashida's voice rang out, interrupting his thoughts abruptly.

"Do you really think I can't find you?" Ashida sighed, her voice seeming to be dissatisfied, "Whether it's in Valhalla just now, or in the air, I'm deliberately avoiding you. ”

Tails turned his head in surprise to see Ashida standing under the statue.

Confronted a pitch-black figure opposite.

It was—Tails narrowed, looking at the figure—who was it?

"Because I'm really not in the mood to play with you today," Ashida shook her head, her eyes sharp, "You monster who can't die." ”

The magician narrowed his eyes and grinned:

"Black sword. ”

What the?

Black......

Black......

Tails was shocked!

Black sword?

Tails stepped forward and looked at the figure in disbelief.

In his impression, this title represents......

...... of the Black Street Brotherhood

That legendary ......

In the moonlight, the figure slowly stepped out.

In the moonlight, he raised a strange long sword that was pitch black.

"What a coincidence. The expressionless man turned to the side and bowed his head slightly to Ashida, the moonlight only shining on his black robe.

Only in the darkness showed a pair of glittering eyes, shooting straight at the magician.

"I'm not in the mood either. ”

"You unkillable monster. ”

Black Sword's pair of eyes released a chilling cold light:

"Ashida. (To be continued.) )