demon godfather

Wolfgang drove Sam home, and the boy thanked him so much that he almost signed an inheritance agreement on the spot.Then the godfather instructed Beren to clean the new house.Cerberus protested: "Why don't you let Scott go? I didn't collapse the house!"

"Because Scott and I are going to buy furniture in Lake Shore."

"So that rice worm will continue to live at home?"

Scott raised his eyebrows coldly: "Call me Mi Chong again and try?"

"Rice worm."

Scott rolled up his sleeves and prepared to have a fight with Beren. Wolfgang held him with one hand and patted Beren's head with the other. "I'll take you with me next time." He said to Cerberus, "You can choose a dog house that you like."

So Beren happily cleaned the house.It wasn't until the godfather drove away in the car that he realized: "No! I have already turned into a human form, why do I need to live in a dog house! I want to live in a human room!"

Of course, Wolfgang could no longer hear his roar.He drove out of town and onto the highway leading to Lakeside.Scott opened the window, and a strong wind poured into the car.

"Can't you shut that thing off? My hair is going to blow off."

"I didn't know you were wearing a wig."

"Hmph, there are still many fake things on me, do you want to see it?"

Scott was noncommittal, resting his elbows on the window frame in a thoughtful state.

"That mirror story," he said, "you're not telling the truth."

"What?"

"It's the story about the twin witches who died and the wraith attached to the mirror. That's what you made up, right?"

Wolfgang turned on the radio, tuned to the music station, and shook his head with the rhythm: "Why did you say that?"

"You kept telling Sam it was a curse, but then you said there was a wicked spell on the mirror."

"Curse is also a kind of evil spell. You are a magician, how can you not know this?"

"The effect of that mirror doesn't look like a curse."

"Sam was almost locked in the mirror, isn't it a curse?"

Scott snorted, "Anyway, I know, you must be lying."

"Nonsense. Is that red head of yours a lie detector?"

Scott suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Wolfgang's heart with lightning speed. "Will you tell the story of the mirror again?"

Wolfgang looked ahead and said casually: "Once upon a time there were twin witches, the older sister was named Virginia and the younger sister was named Jasmin. The older sister fell in love with the craftsman who made the mirror..."

"You're lying," Scott cut him off. "Your heartbeat has changed."

"Okay, okay—" Wolfgang drew his voice, "I did make up that story."

"Why are you lying?"

"The made-up story is easier to swallow."

"So what is the truth? Why is there an evil spell on the mirror?"

"Witches do exist, but there is only one, not twins. The witch's name is Virginia. She lived in the Middle Ages. She was the daughter of a mirror craftsman in a small territory. Although she studied magic, she lived incognito. The appearance is the same as that of ordinary people. She fell in love with the son of the local lord, but the lord's son is noble, and it is impossible for Virginia to get close to him, and the other party is already engaged to other noble women. In order to let the lord The son of her son fell in love with herself, and pretended to present a mirror to the lord as an engagement gift. In fact, she cast a spell on the mirror, and when she looked in the mirror, a part of her remained in the mirror, as if alive, with own will, and can even talk to others. When the son of the lord saw the mirror, Virginia appeared in the mirror. Of course, she called herself Jasmin, not Virginia. She is so beautiful, Funny in conversation, the lord's son quickly fell in love with the girl in the mirror, and forgot his fiancée."

Scott interrupted: "This is too fucking advanced, isn't this the ancient instant video chat software?"

"...It's not the same. The Jasmine in the mirror has self-awareness and is separated from the real Virginia. It's more appropriate to call it a virtual girlfriend software than an instant chat software?"

"There seems to be that kind of software now..."

"In the end, Jasmine is also the clone of that witch. She has the same emotions as the witch. She also fell in love with the son of the lord. In addition, she has self-awareness, so she came up with an idea—to replace Virginia and become a real person. She lived with her lover. She told the son of the lord that as long as she looked at Virginia in a mirror, she could be replaced with a real person. She came to the real world, and Virginia was locked in the mirror. The son of the lord Fascinated by her, of course she agreed to her request and took the mirror to find the mirror craftsman's daughter. Virginia didn't know about Jasmin's scheme, and she was naive when she saw the lord's son riding a white horse to find her He thought his dream had come true. However, the son of the lord did not come to marry her. He took out the mirror and aimed at Virginia. At that moment, the girl in the mirror replaced the real girl and entered the real world. And the real Virginia was locked in the mirror."

"It's really a typical example of 'the caster is backlashed by his own magic'!" Scott said with emotion.

Wolfgang glanced at him mysteriously: "This story is not over yet."

"What? What's behind?"

"Of course, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is always behind. When Jasmine got his wish, the lord's son suddenly shattered the mirror. That magic has a weakness, that is, once the mirror that casts the spell is broken, no matter it is real Whether the caster is still the clone in the mirror, they will die and disappear accordingly. When the son of the lord smashed the mirror, Jasmine died immediately, and Virginia, who was locked in the mirror, also disappeared."

Scott just didn't expect this kind of twist: "Why would the lord's son do this? Isn't he in love with Jasmine?"

"That's not the case. His affectionate performance was all feigned. When he discovered that there was a beautiful girl in the mirror offered by the artisans of the territory, he immediately realized that it was witchcraft, because this young master happened to be She once practiced under the guidance of a certain witcher—the witch naturally didn’t know about it. The lord’s son did a fake show, pretending to be in love with Jasmine, but in fact he kept getting words from Jasmine. When Jasmine proposed to replace Virginie When Yashi came along, he took the mirror to find the witch. With his help, Jasmine came to the real world, and Virginia was locked in the mirror. The son of the lord proposed to learn this magical spell, and Jasmine undoubtedly had He then taught the lord's son the spell. After learning the spell, the lord's son killed the donkey and smashed the mirror. Jasmine and Virginia both passed away. Although the mirror was broken, the magic of mirror image was gone. The blood of the lord's son has been passed down to this day."

"So that mirror that Sam picked up..."

"I made it. I also cast the magic. It's just that I didn't expect the mirror to be picked up by Sam by accident."

"So where did you learn the mirror image magic?"

"I was fortunate enough to meet the descendants of the lord's son, and I learned magic from him. Demons often exchange what they have learned with dark hunters to enrich their knowledge. After all, demons are not omniscient, and they must learn all the time. behind the times."

"That descendant is...?"

Wolfgang concentrated on driving.Scott thought he wasn't going to answer, so he turned his head away.However, after a few minutes, Wolfgang suddenly said, "It's Dominique's father."

Scott withdrew his hand from the godfather's chest. "You didn't lie this time."

"...can you really recognize it?"

Scott shrugged.

Wolfgang sighed: "Scott, you're a big guy now, not a kid anymore, so can you stop touching my chest? It's embarrassing."

Scott pressed the godfather's chest again: "Your heartbeat has changed. What you said just now was not from your heart."

"That's because you're touching my chest casually! Can't I be nervous!"

"Are you going to be nervous? Ha, I laughed so hard!"

The godfather brushed his hand away calmly.

"I have another question, how do you remove the clone in the mirror without harming the real person? What kind of magic did you use?"

"Dispel the spell. Use an ordinary mirror to face the magic mirror, and the avatar in the magic mirror will be trapped in the two mirrors, unable to get out. Use the dispel spell to release the magic on the mirror, and the separated part of the mirror will return to the other side. On the real person."

"What you asked me to hold was just an ordinary mirror?" Scott was a little surprised, "I thought you made another magic mirror overnight."

"Where is the magic mirror that can be made easily!"

Scott twisted his fingers, half questioning and half talking to himself: "What if the two mirrors are magic mirrors? Will there be three Sams?"

Wolfgang's face darkened for a moment, and Scott was taken aback.

"I warn you," the godfather had a stern look in his eyes, as if recalling some infuriating past, "don't try it, you hear me?"

"Have you tried?"

"Tried."

"At least satisfy my thirst for knowledge, and tell me the result of that."

"Don't ask!" the godfather yelled angrily, "Don't even try!"

Scott winced, not understanding why the godfather was inexplicably angry.

Wolfgang never explained to his godsons why he was angry, as if he had an active volcano in his heart, which would erupt hot lava anytime and anywhere-volcanoes would not kindly explain to humans why they erupted, nor would they It will not kindly remind humans to take refuge on the eve of the eruption.

But when they arrived in Lakeside City, Wolfgang had calmed down. As if nothing had happened, a pair of godfather and son leisurely entered the furniture city to pick out furniture, made jokes as usual, and returned home bickering in the evening. Town of Maple Ridge.

For the next week or so, they were busy decorating the new house (and took Beren to Lakeside City to buy a new dog house. Belen protested and asked to live in a human room, unwilling to change back to the dog's form, but Wall Fugang told him earnestly that after becoming a human, he could no longer cheat food and drink from the townspeople, Beren weighed the pros and cons, accepted the doghouse proposal), and almost forgot about other things until a rainy day In the wet weather, neither the Schiller family nor the dog wanted to work. They were sitting in the newly laid attic and watching the rain scene boredly. Then Wolfgang remembered: "Didn't Dominique talk about doing things a while ago?" It's over, are you ready to go home? What about others? If something delays you, you should at least call back."

"He and his boyfriend are living happily outside, what do you care so much about?" Scott said, "Is it so difficult to understand that people don't want you to spoil the sweet time with an old devil?"

"Look!" Belen suddenly shouted, "Isn't that Dominique's boyfriend?"

They leaned over to the window of the attic, just in time to see White Street in front of the house, and a lone figure hobbled along the sidewalk from the other side of White Street. It was Chris.He didn't open an umbrella, and was drenched by the rain from top to bottom, as if he had just crawled out of the water.

"Why doesn't he open an umbrella?" Belen asked through the window, "Where's Dominic?"

"It's obvious that neither of them has an umbrella!" The godfather plausibly said, "I reminded Dominique that he should carry an umbrella even if it's sunny."

"I'll go out and pick them up."

Scott volunteered, snatched up an umbrella, tucked another under his arm, and bounded downstairs.He opened an umbrella and walked into the rain. The rain was quite heavy, like bullets pouring out of a machine gun hitting the surface of the umbrella.Scott walked through his small garden (which was bare and hadn't had time to plant flowers) and came face to face with Chris.

"Hey, even if you didn't bring an umbrella, you shouldn't have run out in the rain, right? Although the Godfather looks like that, if you call, he will still drive to pick you up." Scott rambled, Tuck the umbrella under his arm into Chris's hand.The black-haired young man caught it blankly, but didn't open it, allowing the rain to flow down his hair onto his face, his eyes staring at the ground, his face wandering, as if he wasn't listening to Scott's words at all.

"What's the matter Chris?" Scott patted his face, "Talk? Are you stupid?"

Chris slowly raised his eyes and stared at Scott.His eyes are crystal clear.God, he's crying, Scott thought, it's hard to tell because of the rain, but he's definitely crying.

"What happened? Where's Dominic?"

Hearing Dominic's name, Chris finally reacted and regained some vitality.He looked at Scott in horror, turned his neck mechanically, looked at the house at 16 White Street, and finally realized where he was.

"Dominique..." he said distraughtly, "he's dead."