Demon King's Mentor

Chapter 61 CHAPTER60

The sudden sense of sinking awakened Eric. He desperately grabbed what was at hand, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a dark blue curtain.The man propped himself up, the mattress was as soft as a cloud, and the soft touch under his hands made him think he was still in a dream.He looked around, and everything he saw was elegant decorations, as if everything yesterday was nothingness.He came to the window with bare feet and lifted the off-white gauze curtain. The garden downstairs was covered with snow, revealing some mottled dark/color blocks in the dark night.

"This must be a dream." Only in a dream can the world be so peaceful. Eric opened the door of the room and saw the maid standing by the vase holding the candlestick, as if she had been waiting for him.

"Mr. Inger Irwin." The maid saluted him with a stiff expression.

"Where's Eastero?" Eric asked.

The maid's eyes drooped: "The master is in the greenhouse, he asked me to take you there."

Eric followed her for a while. He found that this was not the palace, but he had never seen other mansions. Why was the structure of the building so clearly depicted in the dream?He walked in a hurry, without his coat on, and soon shivered with cold.After the maid led him through the complicated corridors, they came to the door of the greenhouse made of glass.

"Master is waiting for you." After finishing speaking, the maid stood straight at the door, motionless like a puppet.

There are weirdness everywhere here, but Eric still opened the door and saw Eastero standing next to an epiphyllum.Because of the reflection of the snow, the room was very bright, and the moonlight cast a halo on the petals of the epiphyllum. The young prince lowered his head slightly, and the bridge of his nose stopped an inch away from the pure white flower, following his movements. , a few strands of golden hair fell from behind the ears, covering the trembling eyelashes.

"Teacher," the other party raised his head, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, "maybe you should wear more."

As he said that, Eric saw the cashmere blanket on the chair beside him flying over to wrap him. He froze for a moment, and when he looked at the other party again, the blue eyes had turned into golden snake-like eyes.

"Your eyes..." Eric took half a step back involuntarily, "it looks different."

"It will be like this when you cast a spell." Estero came to his side and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, teacher."

There was a clear fragrance in the air, and Eric looked at the familiar face: "This must be in a dream."

"It's not a dream, teacher." The young man smiled at him. "This is our temporary residence. This house was abandoned. I used magic to restore it to my liking."

Eric just looked at him and wanted to pour out a thousand words, but didn't know what to say to him: "Where are we?"

"North of Westin County," Easteroll told him, "don't worry, we won't be found."

"I..." Eric looked at his face, "I have something to ask you."

"I think so." Eastero twitched the corner of his mouth, "After all, so many things happened..."

Eric grabbed his arm, "How did you summon the God of the Night? You never mentioned it to me. Did you know he was an evil god? He persecuted you?"

"All of this," Estero looked at him, "I voluntarily."

"Why?" The man trembled.

"To fight against Lorian." Eastero rolled his eyes, "Isn't it obvious?"

There was a rare trace of impatience in the other party's words, Eric looked at his side face covered by hair, "Maybe you should discuss it with me."

"It happened suddenly, sorry, teacher." Eastero replied.

Silence spread between the two of them, and Eric watched him walk towards the epiphyllum, feeling like he didn't understand him like never before.Accompanied by this sense of alienation was the frustration that surged from his heart. Estero, who was dressed in black, was getting closer to the demon king in his memory. He still hadn't changed anything, and everything was as heavy as ever. Like a wheel, crushing his insignificant efforts.

"Why didn't you discuss it with me?" Eric asked, "Since when did you have such a plan, I mean summoning Denat?"

"Long...a long time ago," Estero said, "why did you care so much about this matter? Did I see the fear in your eyes just because the god I served was Denat?"

"Yes," Eric walked up to him, "Why is it Denat?!"

"Are there any other gods who can fight against God Lil?" Eastero looked at him, "Everyone just stood by like those in the palace, and only Denat responded to me!"

"Do you know what happens when you become a follower of Denat?" Eric asked. "People will fear you and hate you for no reason! Even if you have done nothing wrong, everyone will still be stubborn. Think you're going to ruin their lives! From this point on, you've become an innocent enemy of all! You'll be hunted down and slandered by people you've never met! This world is so unreasonable , just because you turned to the God of the Night! This world will no longer have a place for you!"

"If I can kill Lorian!" Eastero gritted his teeth, "If I can protect what I want to protect!"

"Even if you can break through many obstacles and kill Lorian!" Eric thought of the result of the death of jade and stone a few years later, "Esther, have you thought about what you should do in the future?"

"Then what should I do?!" Eastero's eyes began to show golden color from the pupil, "Let him kill me, kill us?! Is Elada's death not enough?! You want to let him kill me? I look at your dead body, or do you want to see mine?! All I do is...!"

He stopped suddenly, as if he was choked by something. Estero turned his head and shook the flower pot beside him with his hand. Dirty.

Estero knew exactly what the unspoken words were, but the sudden feeling of vomiting in his stomach made him tightly grasp the wooden tabletop with his leather-gloved fingers, panting slightly.

Suddenly, there was a warm and soft touch on the back, and Eric hugged him from behind, covering his hand with a wide palm: "You are different from her, even if you say that sentence, you will not become like her."