Black Mark of Rebirth

Chapter 32Dialogue

"That's right." Mitchell frowned and said, "Do you remember the deal with the devil in our family?"

"Remember." When I just woke up, Mitchell told me that this is a formation to deal with the dark devil. This formation is to make weapons have mana, but this formation also requires The dark magic was activated, and Mitchell injected the magic before, but he doesn't have any black magic now.

Mitchell was silent, seemingly debating whether to speak.

"Father, what's the matter?"

He looked at me with an incomprehensible gleam in his eyes.Then he opened his mouth and said:

"The magic circle needs to be injected with magic once every three years to continue. However, I have tried many magicians, but none of them work. I guess it must be black magic." Mitchell looked at me a little uncertainly.

"But I can't summon black magic!" Since I was able to summon such a palm-sized dark element when I took a bath in the hot spring last time, I can't summon it anymore, and I don't know what happened that day to summon it.

If Mitchell asked me to suddenly infuse magic like this, I'm afraid I can't do it.

That's why I dare not vouch for it.

"Let's try it first. If it really doesn't work, I'll find a way." Mitchell fell into thought after finishing speaking.

"En." I remembered the feeling of being peeped when I went to the hot spring that day, and the feeling of being peeped in the palace today, so I told my father about these two things.

After hearing this, the father frowned and didn't say a word.

From his serious expression, I felt the importance of the matter, and then I told my father about my feeling that day and the sudden bloodthirsty feeling today.

Mitchell suddenly hugged me.

"Father?" I was surprised by Mitchell's strange movements, why did he suddenly hug me?I struggled slightly.

"Don't move!" Mitchell's head buried in my neck leaned closer to me, and my father's arms seemed to tremble slightly.

I wanted to speak out, but I didn't.Is my father worried, afraid?

do not know.

I sat on my father's bed, listening to my father's heartbeat quietly.

"Plop, plop!" It seemed that I had heard too much, and my own heartbeat followed the same steps, and jumped up together, "plop, plop".

The sound of the heartbeat was so peaceful, I was drowsy, and I slowly put my head on my father's head, closed my eyes, and fell asleep at some point.

……

"Ann, get up and eat." My father's voice echoed in my ears.

I rubbed my eyes, and the smiling face of my father, Mitchell, caught my eyelids.

I looked at the surrounding facilities again, isn't this in my father's guest room?How did I just fall asleep like that?

Get up in a jiffy.

How did I end up sleeping in my father's bed?

"Father, you haven't answered my question yet." I pressed him.

Father Mitchell sat down.

"Ann, Ian won't come to us to be your master for no reason." Mitchell seemed to be looking for some words: "Although I don't know how capable he is, I believe you will be fine with him."

I nodded, expressing my obedience to my father's arrangement.

"Actually, I also felt dark magic before I passed it on to you." Mitchell fell into the memory.

"Although our Charles family makes a deal with the devil, I always feel that this devil is not the devil we said."

"Why do you say that?" I asked suspiciously.

"Because of that dark magic, I feel that it is different from the dark magic I have encountered before." Mitchell answered me with certainty: "The dark magic that our family got is a quiet and solemn dark magic. , but in fact, the devil's dark magic is bloody, murderous and evil."

"Huh?" Dark magic is also divided into two categories?

"Whatever the reason, I don't think our family's dark magic seems invasive."

I remember I tested it with the crystal ball in Mitchell's study and I had the black elements, but what about the ones my father passed on to me?Is it the same?I really don't know anymore.

"Ann, Ian is very powerful. No matter what the reason is, if he comes to protect you, I believe that he will protect you because you are in danger. Maybe this enemy is stronger than you and I imagined. even stronger."

"Then father, why did Ian protect me? I'm useless?" Indeed, my magic is not strong, and I can't even gather some elements. Anyone with a little bit of magic is better than me, such as Baker Anthony For example, the man in red who performed magic was the pervert who bumped into him today.There are more people, why did he come to protect me?What can I do?

"I don't know either." Mitchell hugged me again. "That's why I'm worried about you. My Ann!"

I can deeply understand Mitchell's worry: "Don't worry, father, I will be fine, and I will be lucky." To be honest, I don't believe that I will die so soon after traveling here.

Li Bai has a saying: I am born to be useful, so I must have my reasons for traveling to this magical world, and I will definitely live a good life and make a career.

Of course I'll be fine.

I want to ask another question: "Father, why don't the Charles family have slaves? The Anthony family, Albert and the royal family all have slaves."

"Drink!" Mitchell hated the Anthony family very much, and when he mentioned this family, his tone was very cold: "Our Charles family doesn't need slaves at all."

I am stunned.

I thought that the Charles family had the same idea as me that there were no slaves, that all beings are equal, but in fact, no, Mitchell just saw something in the slaves, a kind of snort.

"An'er, I know you are kind." Mitchell patted my head again: "Within my range, you can be kind, but I'm afraid you will suffer if you go outside."

"Father." I could feel my father's love for me, and I lay my head in his arms. "If Ann does something wrong, will my father ignore me?" I remembered that during the day there would be That bloodthirsty feeling, the feeling of really wanting to kill someone, I am really afraid that I will become that kind of person.

If I do something wrong, will my father forgive me?

If I really couldn't bear it and killed the emperor and those courtiers, would my father blame me and stop loving me?Or hand me over to those people?

"Ann, do whatever you want." Mitchell put his arms around me: "As long as there is no problem in the country of Neuss, there is no problem that my father can't solve." Mitchell's aura immediately became cold, and his eyes A view overlooking all living beings, a heroic, arrogance that doesn't take anything seriously.

"Is it okay in the palace?" I asked immediately.

"It's okay in the palace!" Mitchell smiled affirmatively.

"Is it okay to kill the emperor?" I lowered my voice.

"It's okay to kill the emperor!" Mitchell answered me in a deeper voice.

"Father, you are so kind, I love you." I immediately hugged my father, feeling warm.

The loneliness in my previous life and the happiness in this life made me cherish my father's love very much. Because of him, I don't have to care about food, housing and transportation. Because of him, I don't have to endure the cruelty of society. Because of him, I can get Deep doting.

I have always known that Mitchell is strong and great, but I didn't know that he was so strong that he was not afraid of the palace system.

Moreover, for me, he can ignore everything, father, you are really my good father...

At the same time, an indescribable emotion welled up in my heart, a feeling that I was no longer afraid of anything, and didn't take anything seriously.

As long as my father stands beside me and looks at me, he is my whole world, and my whole world is the world betrays me, and I don't care.

I thought of the magician in red during the day, the pervert who thought he was chic.

I asked my father who was the one who performed the magic on the first day, and my father smiled and said that I don't remember, he is the second prince, Oscar Habrek, a magician of the fire department.

I have an impression. I remember that when I was ten years old, Oscar was mentioned in the learning that Mitchell taught me to recognize people.

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