Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

Ryland Viglas and his teammates met Ella Shavin in front of the front door of a house.

In front of the wooden door frame covered with cobwebs and densely cracked, the cold wind passed through the corridor and picked up the yellow and dry leaves on the ground. An old woman with white hair curled up on an old armchair.

There were conspicuous black and yellow dirt hidden in her hair that showed her age. The folds on her face and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have been carved with a blunt knife. The dark purple robe was draped on the chair, covering her eyes. The body covered up the body underneath that was as dry as firewood.

The round-faced girl sighed softly:

"Forbidden magic...can cause serious harm to people."

In the end, only one haggard and skinny member remained in a huge family mansion.

Ryland was noncommittal, and the old man lying on the armchair slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were cloudy and sinister, and after looking at them for a long time, you could clearly feel the numbness hidden in them.

A sound like a saw sounded "click".

"Welcome...what's the matter..."

The blond boy stepped forward and said:

"Ms. Ella, we... want to ask you where you are swimming in the ice."

He hesitated again and again, but still did not report their whereabouts.

Ella Shavin turned her eyes to him with a dull face, and after a long while, she slowly said an address.

Everyone thanked them and left.

Before turning around, they heard the round-faced girl's exclamation.

At first glance, Ella Shavin actually held her hand.

The blond boy and the boy in school uniform reacted quickly, even taking out their magic wands. They just listened to the old man's words, for fear that she wouldn't hear them:

"My child, do you know the truth?"

Ryland pressed his palm down, signaling for them to take back their staff.

The two of them did so without much hesitation.

The round-faced girl said in astonishment:

"I only know 'points'... Elements are made up of 'points'. The existence of 'points' is different from the existence of any material form. It cannot be observed and studied. The existence of such a thing can only be proven through experiments... …The 'dots' are where the magic comes from."

The old man curled his lips and smiled:

"'Inverse Point' is a substance that has the same origin as 'Point' and has the opposite direction of action. 'Point' conforms to the natural laws of this world, conforms to the structure of living organisms, and can be driven by living things...'Inverse Point' is a man-made creation , its shape, function and other aspects are completely opposite to the "point". Its power comes from its contradiction with the "existence allowed by creation" and "existence in compliance with the laws of nature". This kind of existence that goes against nature brings inevitable consequences. It is out-of-control self-destruction...or, destructive power.

"No one does not yearn for power... but not everyone is good at controlling the 'point'. However, everyone can obtain the so-called power by creating 'rebellion' and guiding the self-destructive power of the 'reverse point'... Magic talents vary. There are highs and lows, and the laws of nature exist forever - this is the most fundamental condition for the existence of forbidden magic."

After saying these words with unclear meaning, the old man put away the smile on his face and looked at her solemnly.

Ryland rolled his neck and continued the old man's words:

"The self-destructive power of the 'Reverse Point' is out of control. No matter how many methods are used, the self-destructive nature hidden in the forbidden elements cannot be completely suppressed, because this is the power from creation and nature. Therefore, there is no forbidden magician They can enjoy their old age - most of the time they do not have old age, or in their old age they have turned into monsters with the same distorted form as the 'Inverse Point'. The 'Inverse Point' cannot be observed by humans, but the monsters turned by people can be It’s different.

"And if the forbidden magician chooses to continue the bloodline... the 'reverse point' in the body and the self-destructive nature caused by the contamination of the blood will also be passed on to the offspring. Specifically, it will be manifested in the difficulty of maternal conception, newborns His premature death, his descendants’ increasingly weakened physique, the decline of their numbers... and even the destruction of the entire family.”

After saying these words in a calm tone, Ryland pulled the round-faced girl's sleeve back from the old man's hand.

"Both non-taboo magic and taboo magic are just tools. The only thing to be feared in the world is the human heart. Only a few taboo magicians can stick to the bottom line and achieve their goals at the cost of self-destruction - more taboo magicians will hurt The victims have been transferred to innocent people. Using power from such a source to still sleep peacefully at night is a skill."

After he turned around this time, he never looked back, and of course he didn't see it. The old man in the armchair kept watching them leave. His direct and emotionless eyes were not moved by his owner after everyone disappeared. Take back.

Ella Shavin kept looking outside, as if her eyes could transcend many obstacles and break through layers of barriers to see the blue sky that she had not seen for a long time.

But she could only sit here, imprisoned in place by invisible shackles, guarding this cage that never saw the light of day.

She no longer remembers the appearance of her parents, brothers and sisters. Her past life has dispersed like duckweed, leaving her with only the desolation in front of her and her dry soul.

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"Thank you for your explanation, Ms. Ella."

Angelia put the drawing paper in her hand into the old man's hand and said calmly:

"Although understanding the principles of forbidden magic means nothing to me, and there is no successor among us that you expect."

After that, she turned around and left without any delay.

Participants in the same team looked at each other.

They watched helplessly as this thin girl, who had been introverted and shy from the beginning, burst out with amazing decisive execution from a certain moment, like a silent bell that finally found the church where it belonged, and from this moment on she would not stop walking. Chase into the distance.

What did she find?

No, she found nothing, everything had been stored in her heart from the beginning. She just thought of that person. This cowardly, slow, and childish place was like a child's play house or a child's ideological propaganda, and he would be impatiently quickly left behind.

It doesn't matter, she thought of it from the beginning and was prepared early.

She really really wanted to be able to quietly take a step up and stand at the same height as him.

If there were no accidents, of course she could be his subordinate for the rest of her life. But even he couldn't give orders to the little desire in her heart, because she had always been a person who liked to create accidents, but she had always hidden this very well.

Before everything falls into place, all things that are unexpected and shouldn't appear... need to be hidden.

Aecilia may be right, that kind of result is the same as what she expected, but she also cares about the process of getting the result.

She is just too greedy.

Angelia Robert was sitting in the moving car and suddenly smiled.

"..."

The other participants witnessed this creepy smile and invariably lowered their heads and hugged their arms.

"Why is it... so cold today..."

Someone murmured.

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When he raised the knife and dropped it, hot blood covered his palm, and half of his body was splashed with blood.

Lucius frowned, lowered his head and glanced at his clothes, feeling dissatisfied with the fact that his neat image was damaged.