Please Stop Summoning Me!

Seeing the thousand paper cranes huddled together in the glass jar, Shen Yi smiled: "Then she folds quite a lot, the child must have a lot of wishes."

Byron was silent for a long time and sighed: "Yes, children have many wishes, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity and time to realize them."

Having said this, Byron's polite smile disappeared completely, and a heavy sadness enveloped him.

Shen Yi's face changed slightly, he could read the air, so it turns out that the daughter the middle-aged man spoke of was probably dead.

Shen Yi said politely, "I'm sorry."

Byron smiled slightly, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, there is nothing wrong with you, by the way, your coffee is very good, it can be said that it is far beyond my expectations."

It really doesn't matter because I still have a chance and a chance to make amends.

Just tonight.

Byron continued: "This is a relic left by my daughter, and I was buried in the ground a few years ago to avoid seeing things and thinking about people and making me sad day and night. But I found that I still miss my daughter no matter what, so I went again. Dig it out."

Shen Yi sighed and said, "It's better to let go of some things. Blind obsession may harm you."

Because of his relatives and friends in that world, he often rolls over on the bed, so he naturally understands what it's like to lose a loved one.

But Shen Yi also knows that people can't be immersed in the past and sadness all the time, otherwise they will end up hurting themselves, which is what relatives and friends never want to see

Byron stared at the glass jar in front of him, the thousand paper cranes stacked on top of each other, reminding him of his daughter's voice and smile.

He was silent for a while, his eyes firm: "No, some things are destined to be put down."

Resurrection of his own relatives is taboo, but Byron has decided to go.

"I will always remember, only my death can stop my thoughts."

Byron's meaning is already obvious, no matter where you are, whether you are a fellow wizard, a member of a cult, or an investigator of the Anti-Magic Bureau.

If you want to stop me, you have to kill me immediately.

Shen Yi could only silently nodded.

It is the most taboo to communicate with people and talk deeply. After all, it is the other party's family affairs, and it is not easy for me to say anything.

Shen Yi only thought that the hearts of relatives in his hometown were touched.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Byron breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this mysterious man didn't want to meddle in his own business.

Even if you have confidence in your own strength, fighting in the city is not a good thing after all.

Not to mention indiscriminately killing innocents, it would be very troublesome to provoke the investigators of the Anti-Magic Bureau.

The black coffee in the mug was still hot, and it was far from finished, but there was no need for him to continue drinking it.

Byron smiled and got up and said, "This meeting is also a fate, sir, tell me your name."

Shen Yi smiled and shook hands with the other party and said, "Shen Yi."

The surname is Shen, are you from Shangxuan? It was a very distant country, and Byron silently wrote down the name in his heart and exchanged names as well.

"Byron Anhalt."

He left his seat and walked outside the cafe.

Shen Yi was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood beside him, and said, "You haven't paid the bill yet."

Byron shuddered and his body stopped.

He thought that the other party was going to do something, but he didn't expect that this person was really going to collect money.

"okay."

Byron finished paying the money with a strange look on his face, and began to wonder if he had made a mistake in his judgment. Is the other party just an ordinary person?

However, how to explain the breath of the gods outside the world? For a while, he didn't think of the answer.

Shen Yi smiled and gave in.

Byron this time left the café smoothly.

Although I still have doubts in my heart, I can't be sure of the identity of the mysterious owner of the cafe.

But Byron at least understood one thing.

This mysterious Shangxuan person is not hostile to himself, and it is enough to know this matter.

It was raining lightly outside the cafe.

Byron opened his umbrella and walked towards the outskirts of Bayland.

He did not hesitate to offend the gods outside the world and hunted down the clan of the Lord of Ashes, just to use it as a sacrifice for the summoning ceremony.

Tonight, he wants to touch the taboos among wizards and summon an ethereal, untouchable god of the world.

Resurrection of the beloved daughter.

Part 11 Chapter 11 The New Call

Today's business is not very good, but Shen Yi is still busy all day.

"Hey, you can close the door."

Shen Yi took out his phone and glanced at it, it was half past eleven.

He moved his body a bit, sat down at the bar, and took out the offerings of the sect.

Tear-Eyed Mask.

Traveling through the mysterious events that he experienced in the future, and the unknown things he got, let Shen Yi have a kind of fear in his heart.

However, an irrepressible curiosity that burst from the depths of his bones made him also fascinated by the unknown and mysterious realm.

Shen Yi still remembered what the priest of the sect said, this is an ever-changing mask, and according to his understanding, it can be transformed.

"But how exactly should it be applied?"

Shen Yi put the mask on his face again, stood in front of the mirror in the cafe, "Change! Change it for me!"

Nothing has changed.

"Can't

what. "

Shen Yi took off the mask on his face bitterly and put it on the bar.

As a result, he did not stabilize the mask, and the latter fell directly from the bar.

The mask fell on Shen Yi's shadow, and the next moment, it disappeared into it and disappeared.

Shen Yi looked at this scene in surprise, he assured that he was absolutely not dazzled, and the mask sank into the shadow.

"Could it be that the mask is for the shadow?" He suddenly had a clear understanding, thinking about changing his appearance.

The face in the mirror began to distort, blur, and gradually turn into an unremarkable face.

"So it is." Shen Yi finally understood how to apply the mask.

Shadow mask, a relic of the "misinterpret" class.

After wearing the mask to the shadow, it has the ability to transform the shadow's owner.

It first appeared 2,000 years ago, in the ancient kingdom of Peky on the Third Continent, and the maker was probably one of the pharaohs of the Peky civilization.

The use of relics has negative effects, and the wearer of the shadow mask can lose himself and often forget his memories.

Shen Yi stood in front of the mirror and tried many changes, which was very interesting.

The mask can not only change the face, but also the body and clothing, but it limits the human form.

"interesting."

Shen Yi immediately became happy, and when he was summoned again, he no longer needed to use the appearance and figure of the deity.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, in this way, the possibility of being approached by a cultist afterwards is very low."

After trying enough changes, Shen Yi thought, and the mask automatically popped out of his shadow.

He picked up the mask on the floor and went back to the back room to put it in a drawer.

The research on sacrifices has made progress, Shen Yi is still quite happy, but now he should calm down and close the shop to sleep.

Shen Yi had just walked to the door when suddenly there was another vibration under his feet, and everything in the cafe was shaking.

He didn't take it for granted, without the slightest panic or surprise, he quickly closed the door of the cafe before the grey fog surged up.

He didn't want to go back to the coffee shop to find that his property had been looted.

Shen Yi walked calmly and quickly to the back room, first grabbed the mask in the drawer, then opened the notebook on the table and recorded the sounds that appeared in his mind.

"The mist on the other side of the white, the great existence from the void world."

"An indescribable, indescribable, unknowable, mysterious deity."

"My heart is full of despair and pain, and as an opportunity to link, I offer the burning seed of chaos."

"I will do all the best and all the worst, just to ask you to appear in the world and fulfill the only desire in my heart."

The fog on the other side of white? I have heard the calling of this one before.

Shen Yi turned the pen in his hand and quickly analyzed a new piece of information.

Summoning the same mysterious being, you can use different spells, which is valuable information to note down.

The grey mist rose again, and soon after, it surrounded the cafe.

In Shen Yi's hand, except for the pen and notebook, everything else disappeared.

"It starts again, this time the object of summoning seems to be the enemy of the Lord of Ashes."

Shen Yi picked up the paper and pen and calmly moved towards the unknown location.

......

On the outskirts of Bayland, a dark private castle, underground halls.

The hall was empty and drowsy. Byron in a black suit stood in the middle, his face was full of seriousness, and the light in his sea blue eyes was as sharp as a sharp blade.

A few meters away from his feet is a complex magic circle, which outlines a strange pattern.

The strange patterns seem to be invisible, but in fact they follow inexplicable strange laws, the composition is rigorous, and ordinary people can never draw smoothly without practice.

Four apprentices were waiting for his orders in the corner of the underground hall.

Yana, the only female of the four wizarding apprentices, is small in stature but wears a wide black robe with a brown right ponytail.

Her face was covered in sweat, clearly terrified of what came next.

Yana bent down slightly, she was frightened at the same time, and said embarrassedly: "Teacher, did you say that as long as you help you complete this summoning, there will be a lot of subsidies, is that true?"

She put her two index fingers together and said with a face, "because, I have always wanted to travel abroad, but you also know my family's conditions after all."

Byron nodded and replied calmly: "Of course there is no problem, Yana, waiting for a successful sacrifice, I will pay the full cost of your trip abroad."

Yana excitedly clenched her fist in front of her chest and called out in a low voice.

"Great!"

Byron deceived the students, saying that he just wanted to summon a more powerful spirit, the king of Nolan who drew his evil sword in ancient times.

The remuneration he offered was quite generous, and every student was very happy.

Byron glanced calmly at the watch on his wrist, the time was almost up.

The ceremony is about to begin.

Byron slowly opened his clenched left hand, and inside was a thousand paper cranes that had been taken apart, vaguely written with vague handwriting.

"I hope my father will always be happy."

White lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the serious face of the middle-aged man.

On April 30, the night of Walpurgis is the legendary witch's night.

for several months.

This is the day he has been waiting for.

The ritual of summoning the untouchable is by far the most sinister of all spells.

Not only Nolan, but all countries strictly prohibit it.

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