How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

The whereabouts of the goddess is impossible to guess.

The age of her life is at least hundreds of years-she is an elf with a long life, and the realm she has reached is beyond the comprehension of the two of them now.

"We first need to know whether her strength can directly break through the contract," Juan Yu said: "Or, she has something she wants very much, which determines her whereabouts."

"What the goddess longs for is freedom, and the last words she said to the bard were the same, but she also said in the contract that 'it transcends time and death', so the contract will not be easily broken... …Also, she carried a skull with her, never far away."

"The owner of the skeleton may have special meaning to her," Juan Yu said, his eyes turned around Lin Wei: "It seems...it's time for you to let me go."

"No," Lin Wei, who hadn't changed his posture since the beginning of speaking, and therefore didn't let go of the sentence, said very calmly: "I'm cold! Once it rains in the west, it will get colder and colder, and in this In a place without magic elements, all the magic circles on my robe have lost their effect!"

"lion?"

"It doesn't want to come out to be a fireplace today." Lin Wei looked sincerely: "I am a kind and good master, and I will not force the summoned beast to do things it does not want."

——If Gerald could understand the human language, it would definitely fall from mid-air because of disbelief at this time.

Juanyu shook Lin Wei's hand—although it wasn't cold, it wasn't warm either.

Undoubtedly, the magician was very concerned about his companions, so he adopted the most effective heating method for the little duke who was weak and unable to keep warm.

The little duke was forced to leave the magician's body, wrapped in the warm wolf's fur, and set aside - he tried to resist, but failed.

"Just wait," Lin Wei gritted his teeth angrily, "One day..."

"Waiting for what?"

Lin Wei turned his head away from him, looking at the dome: "I won't say it——I don't want to talk to you right now."

"You have become very strange," Juan Yu frowned slightly: "Since waking up."

At some point, the little duke thought he was a man of his word, so he kept his eyes from looking in the direction of the magician, and didn't speak to him.

Juanyu's hand touched the back of Lin Wei's neck, pulled out Lin Wei's hair that was also wrapped in the fur, and smoothed it out. His movements were very light - the black hair was scattered on the snow-white fur, which was particularly conspicuous.

Feeling the movement of the sentence, Lin Wei trembled slightly, buried his face in the fur, and said in a weaker tone: "I forgive you for the time being-let's talk about the goddess's skull, who do you think the owner of the head will be?"

"Maybe it's Elvis," Duan Yu said calmly, "The beginning of the contract mentions that he is already dead."

"Elvis is a human race, maybe a powerful dark magician, but his life is much shorter than that of an elf. The goddess left his head as a souvenir, which makes sense," Lin Wei sneered: "In this way Elvis could be the lover of the goddess ... the old-fashioned love story, the kind that is performed every day at the Imperial Opera House, and it used to make my mother cry."

"Why lover?" Duan Yu asked, his tone slightly puzzled.

"To commemorate... when the dead lover or the relics of relatives appear in front of you, it will evoke related memories, so that people will not forget it. There is such a thing in the history of the empire——Eucarius III Ice Sealing the queen's body, the ring on the necklace of Viscount Ferring belonged to his first lover."

When Lin Wei said this, he turned his head and looked at Juanyu: "Forgetting never stops, this can make forgetting slow down, and even make people feel that she is still alive. Elvis is obviously not a relative of the goddess. If only It's a teacher, and the goddess is unlikely to do such a thing, so I guess it's a lover, just imagine, if you have someone you love deeply..."

"There has never been such a thing in our world," said the magician: "When a person dies, we will put his body and all the relics together, and the closest person will draw a magic circle of immortality, and then use a special incantations inspired it."

"The magic circle of eternal life?"

"After the magic array is activated, everything in the array will gradually be dispelled and transformed into the ubiquitous magic elements again, just like when this person was not born," the magician said slowly: "We think that in the future , he gained eternal life."

"Eternal life..." Lin Wei muttered this deceptive syllable, and then said: "But I think this is also a commemoration. Elements are everywhere, as if the dead are still around."

"Maybe, sometimes I feel like this." Juan Yu's right hand slowly stroked Lin Wei's hair—he rarely made such unconscious actions: "My mother has gained eternal life."

Lin Wei looked at him. This was the first time Duanyu mentioned his mother. There was no emotion in those dark golden eyes, but a sense of loss.

"I didn't meet her, and my father rarely mentioned it."

"why?"

After a pause, Juanyu answered him: "She doesn't live with us, the Valley of Sharp Gold is full of turbulent elements, even with a magician's enchantment, it can't last long, and she is from the mainland... that Only people in the family can live long in the place, and she still lives on the mainland."

"Then she..." Lin Wei asked cautiously.

"She left the mainland a few years later, looking for my father, perhaps because of missing, but finally died on the outskirts of the Valley of Sharp Gold."

"I don't understand," Lin Wei shook his head. "Maybe this question is very rude, but why didn't your father take the initiative to go out to see her? Even if it is once a year, there will be no such result."

"It's not that he doesn't want to go out," Duan Yu replied: "Father lived with my mother on the mainland for several years, and thought that this life would last for a long time, but my grandfather had an accident and was about to die, so he had to return home to suppress the source , can not leave for a moment...until the end of life."

"Is this a rule?" Lin Wei frowned—this is also like a story that is often staged in the Imperial Capital Opera Theater, a fragmented love created by family rules.

A young woman from the mainland, fell in love with a magician and lived together, but soon separated, and could not see each other for the rest of her life due to some cold and unchangeable rules, but she was still obsessed with love and longing, and gave her all life.

Lin Wei suddenly remembered the action of Duanyu gently brushing his hair for him before, and suddenly understood—Duanyu once said that the personalities of their family members were similar, so the inadvertent concern from someone who was always indifferent and indifferent, More seductive than the sweet talk of a libertine who never skimped on his gallantry and smile, and she got love from a man like a gnat who accidentally sips honey and drowns in a jar full of it.

"Inheritance and suppression cannot be interrupted. Once it is broken, it can no longer be suppressed, so he must go back, and he will never be able to see my mother again." The tone of the sentence did not fluctuate, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing .

"What happens after you can't suppress it?"

"It's like the Valley of Ice, where everyone dies, the source is opened, and it begins to spread—wherever it spreads, Warcraft advances, and a child with water talent will be born next year."

"This should be a good thing for the wizarding world."

"It's not over yet," Duan Yu said: "The water element increased, the balance was broken, an elemental storm was set off, and it gradually intensified. The seasonal tide we came out of the academy lasted for a long time, perhaps because of this."

Lin Wei recalled the books he recited in the academy, especially the third volume of "Handbook of Time", which introduced the magic system in detail: "Magic elements cannot coexist harmoniously, so if all the sources are opened..."

Juanyu picked up his unfinished words: "The entire continent will set off a never-ending elemental storm, and it will not be calm until all the elements are gone."

"Okay, it will calm down—but at that time, everyone will be dead." Lin Weidao: "This is not at all like what is said in the poem praising the Creator God...the Creator God created a perfect world, But in reality it's contradictory."

He looked at Duanyu hesitantly, and asked cautiously: "Is your family a big family? There are many side branches."

Juanyu shook his head: "No."

"Then your father...or you, do you have brothers?"

"No," Duan Yu looked at him, his eyelashes drooping slightly: "It's just like you imagined."

They suddenly fell into a long silence.