Demon King's Mentor

Eastero placed Elada in the dug deep pit, then stretched out his hand and chanted a spell, and when a handful of seeds appeared in his palm, he sprinkled those seeds around the maid, and then, those seeds were all in one place. It took root and sprouted in an instant, and bloomed soft flowers that should not have been in this season.

Mrs. Eluhir took off her necklace, put it on Elada's chest, lowered her head and kissed her forehead: "May you be carefree forever in the Garden of Eden, and may you never worry about food and clothing after reincarnation." .”

Eric also recited words of blessing silently in his heart, and then Estero cast a spell to cover her with the mud, and when Elada's face disappeared under the mud, he said softly: "Farewell, Elada, never see you again in the next life ,farewell."

The dirt has covered the ground again, and it looks as if it has never been touched.Estero hung his arms and stood there for a long time. He felt that a part of himself had been buried under the soil with Elada, and could never be resurrected.

After all, magic is not omnipotent. Estero clenched his fingers tightly. Magic cannot bring the dead back to life, nor can it turn back time.No matter how many ancient books he has read, he cannot change the facts before him. This is a natural law that all gods must abide by.

They hurriedly mounted their horses again and walked into the depths of the forest. Although they haven't seen the pursuers yet, they can't stop for a moment. It is an irreversible fact that Lorian will become king. After being blessed by the archbishop with the ring representing God Lil, his mana is equal to half of God Lil.

God Lil... Estero chuckled lightly, this is the most absurd god I have ever seen.

At night, they found a cave to hide in. The moonlight shone through the branches and cast mottled shadows on the ground. Mrs. Eluhir was not in a good mood and fell asleep by the fire with a pale complexion.Eric was checking weapons and carry-on luggage, when Estero stood up suddenly, Eric looked at him, and the blond young man said to him softly: "I can't sleep, go out for a walk."

Eric grabbed his sleeve and looked at him: "I'll accompany you."

"No, teacher, no need..." Estero shook his head.

Eric stood up involuntarily, looking into his eyes: "Let's go."

Estero couldn't resist him, and left the cave lightly, and confirmed the existence of the protective spell at the door, and they walked deep into the forest one after the other.

Along the way, they didn't speak, and occasionally the night owl's ghostly cry came from their ears. Legend has it that they are the eyes of Denat, the god of the night, who can see the fragility of people's hearts.

Estero felt that Eric had been particularly clinging to him these two days, feeling worried or wary of something, and never allowed him to be alone.

Estero clenched his fist, determined to tell him that he asked to be alone for a while, Eric hugged his shoulder from behind.Warm breath was sprayed in the ears, and the broad chest seemed to be able to contain everything. Eric kissed his cheek: "It's far enough away, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"No...no..." Eastero lowered his eyes,

"Do you always have to speak in a dream?" Eric hugged him tighter.

"Did I talk in my sleep again last night?" Eastero turned around and asked, "What did I say?"

"You screamed like you were struggling." Eric pinned a lock of hair behind his ear. "What did you say, like part of a spell."

Eastero lowered his eyes: "It's just a nightmare, being chased by ghosts."

Eric leaned over and put his forehead against his: "I feel that you don't trust me more and more, you refuse to tell me anything, it seems that you are getting farther and farther away from me, sometimes I am really afraid that you will disappear .”

"Do I trust the teacher or not, teacher, have you tried it?" Eastero said to him.

The man sighed and opened the distance between them: "Sorry, I'm too worried about gain and loss."

Estero looked at his drooping eyelashes and held his hand: "No, teacher, it's me...I..." He bit his lips: "I'm scared."

It seemed to be a good start, Eric kissed his hair, and asked softly, "What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid that Lorian will catch up with us," Eastero said, "afraid...he...we...I'm afraid I'm no match for him..."

"But you have me, and your mother, and we will stand with you," Eric said.

"She has been in poor health recently, and I am afraid that her spirit will not be able to bear it..." Estelo said.

"It's going to be all right," Eric said, looking into his face. "How about we take her to a doctor when we've gone far enough? I know some doctors who never ask a patient about their history. Wait for us In the north, although it is very cold there, no one can easily find us in the vast cedar forest, especially in such a cold winter, our footprints will be covered with heavy snow in less than half an hour. I once escaped into the pine forest when I was young Even the adults who have been picking resin there all year round can't find me, because it's too cold, so I will take the initiative to let them find me."

"Teacher," Estero buried his face on his shoulder, "I haven't heard you talk about your childhood for a long time."

"Still want to hear it?" Eric asked.

"Hmm." Estero hugged him, "What kind of people are your parents?"

Eric froze for a moment, he, Eric Huerta's father...his father was just a gambler, and the father of Knight Inger Irwin, he had heard in the town, was a real knight .

"Teacher?" Eastero looked up at him, and the other party frowned, seeming hesitant, and he kissed him on the lips, "If you don't want to say it, you don't need to say it, I'm just asking casually, and Didn't mean to mention your sadness, sorry, teacher."

"Easter," Eric's heart was beating violently. The secret was entrenched in his heart like a poisonous snake. He knew that the pain could only be endured by himself. Now this name is an absolute taboo for Eastero. He concealed his abnormality, kissed the other person's forehead, "Don't leave me."