potion master

"Don't touch dark things, Haixiu." The blond young man stood by the window, the bright sunlight coming in from the window reflected the deep worry in his eyes.

The person standing in the dark turned around, looked at him for a few seconds, then nodded with a gentle smile, and said, "I won't touch it, don't worry, Olanya."

The blond young man frowned slightly, and the other party walked over slowly, held his face, touched his lips, and said with a smile, "How could I touch that kind of thing."

"Then why do you have that book there?" The blond young man pointed to a book on the table not far away.

There are no words on the cover of the book, which looks very old.

The man looked back at the book, frowned slightly and said, "I didn't want to mention it to you. I found this book in Raphael's magic shop."

The blond young man froze for a moment, his eyes widened in surprise.

After the two walked out of the room, they argued for a long time. Finally, the blond young man shook his head at the man and said, "Don't worry about it, just throw that book away."

The man nodded and hesitated, "Then what are you going to do?"

The blond-haired youth said in a young voice: "I will go to Raphael to ask about it."

After speaking, he turned and left.

When turning the corner, the blond youth saw a figure not far away.

The man just glanced at him with casual eyes like countless times.

The blond young man's gaze stayed on the other party for a second or two before moving away. As soon as he took a step, he heard the other party ask, "Did you look for my brother just now?"

The blond youth stopped and said, "Hai Xiu is still in the room, are you looking for him?"

"What can I do with him?" The other party pouted.

"Then you... have something to do with me?"

The other party stared at him with azure blue eyes. For some reason, I always felt that those eyes were a little sharp, piercing directly into his eyes.

"...It's okay." After leaving such a sentence at the end, the other party smiled slightly, then turned and left.

The blond young man was a little suspicious, but he didn't stay long.

night.

Many shops on the side of the road have been closed, the moonlight falls on the road, and the water in the low-lying places reflects the white moonlight.

The blond youth hurried across a street, stopped in front of a shop, and knocked on the door.Not long after, a skinny man opened the door a crack and looked out faintly.

When he saw the blond-haired youth, he paused, opened the door, and muttered, "What are you doing here so late?"

After entering the room, the blond young man hesitated and asked, "Raphael, why do you have books about soul magic in your store?"

The other party didn't show the slightest surprise to his question, but said calmly: "Is there something here that you don't know?"

"Soul magic is taboo. If you are discovered, you will be arrested," the blond youth shook his head and said disapprovingly, "That kind of thing is too dark."

"Of course I won't touch dark things, but just because I don't touch it doesn't mean others won't touch it." The skinny man sat down at the counter, took a sip of tea, and raised his eyes. Lord. What is my duty to stop someone who wants to fall of his own accord?"

The blond young man frowned and asked, "What are you implying to me?"

The other party shook his head and said, "Pay attention to the people around you, Olanya, the main city is not so peaceful. I don't know how many necromancers are lurking here."

"What do you mean by that?" The blond man raised his eyebrows and said, "There are necromancers spreading soul magic in the main city?"

"I don't know," the blond young man said in a low voice, "Haishiu, you should also pay attention, Raphael's words can't be wrong."

"His words can't be wrong?" The man smiled and said, "But do you know the origin of Raphael? You don't even know who he is, where he came from, and where he got that kind of book from." I don’t know, how could you trust him so easily? You don’t even trust me that much—you should trust me more, Olanya.”

The blond young man raised his eyes and looked over hesitantly, but he noticed the person standing in the shadow not far away for a moment.

The man didn't smile, but there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his eyes.

The blond young man frowned and murmured softly, "Roman..."

When Lyle woke up, he saw only a hazy mass of white light not far away.

There was something soft behind him, and he was lazy but comfortable.

He opened his mouth, wanting to make a sound, but coughed out first.

A hand patted his back lightly, Lyle was startled, subconsciously raised his head and said, "Haishiu?"

What caught my eye was another pair of blue eyes.

The hand that patted his back paused, and Lyle also froze.

"My brother has something to do today. He went out early in the morning. He probably didn't know that today is your second treatment." The other party said flatly.

Lyle nodded awkwardly, and said hoarsely, "Sorry."

He leaned on the corner of the wall to stand up.

At some point, he and Luside were already sitting by the wall.

He leaned against Luside, and he didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

Luside supported him, and said, "It was the same way when I was receiving treatment before. It won't do you any good to be brave now."

Lyall's movements stopped.

Closing his eyes, he heard the person behind him casually asking, "I remembered a lot?"

After two or three seconds, Lyall nodded.

"Father always hoped that I could recall something so that they would know who was the culprit," Luside said in a calm voice, as if he didn't care much about everything, "but it's a pity that I let them down."

After a long silence, Lyle asked, "How does it feel?"

"Ok?"

"You should be like me. While receiving treatment, you recalled a lot of things, right?" After a pause, Lyle asked, "When did you forget about the experience after the injury?"

"I don't know," Luside laughed lightly, "If I forget it, I forget it. How could I remember when I forgot it? Why do you ask? When I lost my memory, I was with you." Together?"

Lyle was silent.

"You are so indifferent," Luside sarcastically said, "You didn't know who I was when you lost your memory, right? You must have been very kind to me. When you know who I am, you will remember who I am again." , just keep a distance from me, as if the two of us met for the first time."

Lyle couldn't help but glance back at him.

Luside raised his eyebrows and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

"You're right," Lyle smiled, and sarcastically returned, "But even if I know your brother very well, didn't you still greet me when you saw me?"

Luside choked, and stared at him again with aggrieved eyes.

Whenever Lyle saw this look, he thought of the wet blue eyes of the young beast.

That little thing always used that aggrieved gesture to win his sympathy, tried and tested repeatedly.

Lyle closed his eyes, finally broke free from the opponent's hand, and stood up.

The moment he stood up, his hand was held.

His movements froze there.

That hand held him tightly, touching all the sweat in his palm.

At that moment, neither of them spoke, only the sound of breathing intertwined.

Lyle felt that the other party seemed to want to say something, but with his back to Luside, he couldn't see what he looked like, so naturally he couldn't guess what he meant.

After a few seconds, Luside let go of his hand.

Lyle was a little taken aback.

Luside's voice was a little dry: "You go, Black will come to deal with my affairs later."

Lyle was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Black and the others were indeed still trying to deal with Lucid's amnesia.

Luside avoided his gaze and said softly: "My brother should be back soon, you can go to his place and wait for him."

Lyle nodded, stood up and walked to the door.

The moment he opened the door, he suddenly thought, he was in such pain during the treatment, how could Luside's pain be any less than his?

He passed out from the pain, and Luside gave him a shoulder to lean on, but what about when Luside was receiving treatment?

Before he followed Xio to the main city of Vatican, the other party was alone.When he is by his side now, he still bears it alone.

At this moment, Lyle felt a slight tingling in his heart, and suddenly found that he couldn't bear to leave someone like the other party behind.

He held the door and turned his head, only seeing the other side's face.

Luside lowered his head slightly, his bangs cast a shadow over his eyes.

There was only a faint smile on his mouth, which was unusually dazzling.