Northern Lights

The voice said, "Help." The voice did not reach his ears, but appeared directly in his mind.

He stopped and looked around, and the voice rang in his head again, "Help me." He followed the voice to the alley at the back door of the tavern, and saw a six or seven-year-old boy hiding beside the trash can .

"You're calling me?" Sebastian said to him in his mind.

"They are going to kill me, please help me."

The boy used the sound transmission of thousands of miles. The magic book said that druids were born to use this kind of spell. He must be a druid boy. It is not difficult to find out his identity and why he was hunted down.

Several soldiers approached this way, and Sebastian immediately stood in front of the child to block him.

"Did you see a wounded little boy? In green," the guard asked him.

"Over there." Sebastian pointed in a random direction, and when they were far away, he knelt down and pulled the boy up. The knife wound on his leg was bleeding, and he had to find a safe place to bandage his wound immediately.

The journey back to the palace is a bit far, and there are guards along the way. It is near Swan Castle. Although it is a bit risky, it is worth a try.

Sebastian poured out all the herbs in the pan, put the boy in, and covered him with some herbs, except that the weight was much heavier, it was hard to see any changes from the outside.

He entered Swan Castle in the name of delivering medicine, and the maid recognized him and took him to Meester's room.

"I didn't ask Bernie to give me sleeping pills?" Meester waited for the maid to leave before showing surprise, but obviously not disgusted by his sudden visit.

"I want to ask you to do me a favor." Sebastian put down the pannier, "This is a matter of life and death, you have to promise me that you will not tell anyone, including the general, including Kimi."

"What happened?" Meester couldn't help worrying seeing him speak so seriously.

Sebastian removed the herbs from the surface of the pan, revealing an unconscious child inside, "He is injured, and the guards in the whole city are looking for him. If caught, he will definitely be killed."

Meester told him to put the baby on his bed, "Why, what crime did he commit?"

"No," Sebastian said as he checked the kid for injuries. "He's a druid."

"What's a druid?" Meester took a towel and wiped away the blood around the wound.

"Druids are a natural magical race, and they have magical blood in their bodies, which is why they are wanted by the king."

"The King is wrong," Meester said without thinking. "It's not the magic itself that's guilty."

"You don't think magic is evil?" Sebastian suddenly stopped and looked at her. She grew up in this kingdom where magic was equated with evil, but she had such a bold idea.

Meester had an elusive look on his face, "I mean...what if instead of you choosing the magic, the magic chose you?"

"They are all passive, and there are quite a few people who use magic to do good things." Sebastian agrees with her, he is the lucky one chosen by magic.

Meester fetched medicine and gauze for the wound, and Sebastian rubbed the medicine on the boy's injured leg and bandaged it.

"Why did you help him? Do you also think magic is less scary?" Meester asked him.

Because of the same illness, Sebastian didn't dare to say this, so he made a high-sounding excuse, "He's just a child, and the child is innocent."

Meester took his word for it, "What do you think we should do?"

"He can't stay in the city, we need to find his people."

Sebastian and Meester agreed to leave the child in Schwanstein Castle to recover from his injuries, and then send him out of the city to find his clansmen after his injuries are better.But Sebastian couldn't stay here for too long, it would arouse suspicion, and Meester took care of the children.

After returning home, Bernie wondered at the empty basket he brought back, "Where have you been all day?"

"I ran into a wounded mongoose, and I wasted time gathering herbs." Sebastian made up a lie.

"Mongoose?" Bernie squinted, unable to remember what this animal looked like.

At night, Sebastian took a few bottles of anti-inflammatory drugs and topical ointments from Bernie's cabinet, and sneaked out. Even though it was already dark, there were still patrolling guards everywhere on the street, which made people panic.

The silence in Schwanstein Castle contrasted with the uneasiness outside. When Sebastian entered the room, he heard the melodious flute of Meester.

"Is this all for Fabian?" she asked, pointing to a pack of pills in Sebastian's hand.

"Fabian?" Sebastian couldn't figure out whose name it was for a moment.

Meester suddenly remembered that he didn't know the name yet, "It's the druid boy you brought at noon."

"He's awake already?" Sebastian was a little taken aback.

"That's not all." Meester laughed mysteriously.

Sebastian followed her to her father's study, and saw her turn on a mechanism, and a small door opened on a wall above the bookshelf. Sure enough, there was a secret passage here.

Meester told him that even General Prost rarely came to the study, and that it was safest to hide the child there.This secret passage can lead to the outside of the city on one side, and there is a secret room on the other side. Fabian reads quietly in this secret room.

"Sebastian." Fabian was a little excited to see him.

"You already know my name." Sebastian glanced at Meester.

"Sister Meester didn't tell me. I calculated it myself. I know how to divination." Fabian quickly explained.

"Well, you're a smart kid, let me see your wound." Seeing that he was in such good condition, Sebastian wondered if this was the dying child he had rescued before.

Pulling up the left trouser leg, the injury on Fabian's calf has mostly healed, what's going on?

"It's incredible." He couldn't believe his eyes, "How did you do it?"

Fabian couldn't answer, and Meester quickly said, "Maybe the magic gene in his body has played a role. Druids may be born with the ability to heal themselves."

"Is that so?" Sebastian asked the innocent boy.

"Maybe, I don't know too well, anyway, it was already like this when I woke up." Fabian rolled his eyes a few times, and answered cunningly.

The medicine Sebastian brought was useless, but it would be best for him to recover on his own, so that he could return to his people earlier.

"You just said you can divination?" Meester was a little curious about this.

Fabian nodded vigorously, with a proud expression on his face, "Do you want to try it, I'm pretty accurate."

"You're fine, I'll go back first, you guys can play." Sebastian seemed uninterested in this.

"Let's do the math together, it's so late anyway, Kimi probably won't look for you anymore." Meester hoped that he could stay a little longer.

Sebastian scratched his head, "Um... well." He was the one who came to ask Meester for help first, and it's never nice to turn her down for such a trivial matter.

Fabian's method of divination is actually very simple. Give him a blank piece of paper, and then ask questions. He will use his spiritual power, and the answer will appear on the paper. It really is a child's game.

Meester is most interested, so let's start with her.

"I want to know my mother." Sitting at the table, she clasped her hands together and said reverently to the white paper.

Fabian closed his eyes, a pure purple light rose around his body, and after a while, a line of words appeared on the paper: daughter's face, son's eyes.

"Do you have a brother?" Sebastian asked Meester who was staring at the line in a daze.

She shook her head in confusion, "Probably not, I've never heard my father mention it." Obviously this answer disappointed her.

"Can you be more clear?" Sebastian turned to the caster.

Fabian shook his head and said contemptuously, "This is divination, not storytelling."

"But she doesn't have a brother at all." Sebastian was a little unconvinced by a child's scorn.

"It's what appears, I can't explain it." Fabian said confidently.

Sebastian and Meester looked at each other, speechless, he was only a seven-year-old, and they couldn't expect a reasonable explanation from him.

"What about you? Is there anything I want to know."

Sebastian doesn't want him to divination at all, let alone Meester's oolong answer, but the child is always very persistent, it's not good if he can't ask a question, he can only ask Mees