The Snows of Tasikel

It's so huge that I can't even figure out what happened.

Why did the kind queen suddenly dislike him.

Why did the queen say that he was her son.

Why didn't the Duke and Princess come out to speak for themselves.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he was taken to the Royal Penitentiary by a few skinny old men.He struggled desperately, but no one kept him except Walter and Lucilia who were crying.

The Duke and Grand Duchess, brothers and sisters who loved him in every possible way, and his biological mother, Xue Chuanjin, all seemed to think that this was the best arrangement.

The old soul teacher pressed his dry hand on the top of the child's head.

"...Well, obviously, you are a child of our Eastern Continent. Are you called 'Sui Liu'? It's no wonder that it sounds like 'Shui Liu'. This is the fate of the Xuechuan family in the Kingdom of Taxi, so there is no need to change your name. But you cannot make the same mistakes that Ye Alan, the son of the soul of water, made 70 years ago."

The soul teacher kept his hands on Sui Liu's head, Sui Liu suddenly felt an uncomfortable restlessness, the blood all over his body was clamoring to spurt out, but there was no point of focus.

Then, the soul warlocks motioned for him to take off his shirt, which he did without knowing why.

They stared at Sui Liu's vest, as if there was a flower blooming there, but later Sui Liu knew that it was not a flower, but the spiritual seal of the Holy Seal of Water.

At that time, he was young and his strength was limited, so even if he was inspired by the great soul teacher, he could only make an apple-sized imprint appear on his back.When he is powerful, the engraving will appear all over his body, and the engraving will be completely copied, which is the holy chapter of water, the ultimate chapter pursued by water-attribute magicians, and many high-level spiritual words come from previous holy chapters.

Sui Liu didn't understand what was going on with all this. The biological mother he missed was actually the queen of the country, and his father was the queen's brother. He became the son of the soul because of his strong blood of soul warlocks, and then he was supposed to love him His biological mother was thrown into a dark ascetic.

He has no intention of studying at all, the third son of the duke's family is only six years old, and he has already gotten used to it in the palace. Now he is forced to read all kinds of books and learn a language that he has never seen before - Lingyu, all day long It was too heavy for him to face the heavy historical files filled with tadpole-like words.

He missed the duke and princess who had always been kind to him, Walter who was always bullied by him, the extremely arrogant Princess Lucilia, and even the gentle and cruel biological mother.

However, the soul warlocks in the ascetic monastery would not consider a child's weak yearning heart at all.

"His progress is too slow." The soul warlocks said sadly.

"When will the restoration plan be launched?"

"Usually the child of the soul can only achieve something when he is middle-aged, but we can't wait until he reaches middle age..."

"Then, seal his emotions, it is very helpful to practice without emotions."

"Like ascetics? It can indeed increase the speed of practice several times."

"Then let's do it."

No one said things like "This is too cruel, he's still a child". There are already many ascetics in the ascetic monastery, and the soul warlocks are all lunatics who are tireless and thirsty for power and knowledge.

Sui Liu never understood why all the people in the ascetic monastery looked stiff and froze to death when they spoke, like walking mummies.

Now, he understood, because he himself became that kind of person.After being forcibly held by the elders to perform a ceremony to seal his emotions, he found that he could no longer experience joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Whenever he felt emotions, those emotions would be blocked in his chest and could not be vented, and turned into wanting to gain strength. curiosity.

Yes, if there was one thing left in his emotions, it was intellectual curiosity.This thirst for knowledge whipped him to study until his body no longer allowed him to work.

put all one's eggs in one basket

I put a dry fruit with a pungent smell into the glass beaker along with the flow, and the hot water inside suddenly became cloudy, turning into a thick tea-green color, and a strange bitter smell wafted into the air.

Although the two parties stated that they did not want anyone to watch, the emperor's spies and knights all rushed to the outskirts of the city, intending to spy on their duel.Among them, some really shouldered the mission, and some simply went to watch the excitement. The gossip in the imperial capital has seriously deviated from the track.

For example, it was said that the envoys from the Eastern Red Continent were not gay, that Duke Walter was obstructing it, that the courtship of the son of the soul should not be caused by love and hatred,

Unfortunately, no one thought that the two of them were sitting leisurely in a small remote room in the palace drinking tea and chatting at this time - Si Sheng went back to his room and checked the bow and arrow inside and out, finally I broke it off and found that the arrow was hollow, and there was a note inside, and a partial map of the palace was being drawn on it.

He immediately understood what the Son of Soul meant.

Sui Liu put a glass of the prepared drink in front of Si Sheng.

Then the two:

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Cough, don't you want to drink? The special product of the Penitentiary." Sui Liu seemed to finally realize the dullness of the atmosphere, and spoke. His voice was much better than the previous few days, but there was still a trace of his personality. A hoarseness that young people of this age do not have.

"Ah, not thirsty."

Si Sheng looked suspiciously at the unknown liquid in front of him, making sure he dared not drink it.

He looked at the child of the soul. Although he had observed it at a close distance, the circumstances did not allow him to look at it carefully. Now it seems that the child of the soul is indeed very young in terms of body shape, and he should have not yet reached adulthood. The figure of a teenager, the skin on the wrist exposed from the sleeve of the toga is also very fair and delicate.

... I heard from Miyakuro that he is a beauty, if the paint is wiped off...

tsk...

Why doesn't this son of soul get to the point?

In fact, Si Sheng himself didn't speak.Maybe it was because everyone in this place was silent when they saw the Son of Soul, and Si Sheng was also affected a little bit, so he couldn't accept that this famous follower would make tea for himself in such a peaceful atmosphere.

It's really aggrieved, and it's not that I haven't seen the son of the soul!Thinking of this, Si Sheng raised his eyebrows and started talking with Sui Liu, "Why did you ask me to help you?"

What he still doesn't understand is this. If the child of the soul asks for help, he can find anyone. Depending on the prestige of the child of the soul, there should be someone who is willing to work for him. Why did he find him, a foreigner whom he had never met before? It's a little suspicious.

"It's just that I want to give it a try." There was no sign of wavering on the painted face, but the tone of his speech... Si Sheng didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he was a bit pitiful.

Si Sheng nodded slightly, so it is true, judging from the attitude of everyone in the capital towards the Son of Soul, I am afraid that no one is willing to help him... No, he obviously planned it in advance!That piece of paper couldn’t be fixed on a whim, Si Sheng’s eyes narrowed, “How do you know we understand the ancient Wandao language?! And why do you think I’ll help you?”

Sui Liu raised his eyes to look at him, slowly took out a scroll from his sleeve, and slowly unfolded it on the table. It was obviously a scroll from the library of the ascetic monastery, and the history of the prophets was written on the outside of the scroll.

"This is the biography of the Prophet..." Sui Liu seemed not quite used to speaking in long sentences, and he said slowly, "The Prophet was born on Ancient Bend Island, and it is said that most of the older generation of soul warlocks in Bend Island know the Prophet , and after the Battle of Bend Island a hundred years ago, the few remaining people on Bend Island fled to the East Red Continent.

That night, Pepe...was your squire, pretending to be my squire.He stuttered, but his enunciation was very clear. I could hear his Eileen Youting's accent mixed with Dongchi's accent and Wandao's accent. It's impossible to have people from Wandao in the palace, and of course, Dongchi was rarely seen. people. "

He took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, "I suspect he is a spy, but I don't know if it belongs to the queen or yours... You know, the queen is also from Dongchi.

I can feel that you are a soul warlock through the detection of the power of the soul, but don't worry, the old guy in the ascetic monastery doesn't know... I was very suspicious of you at that time.I have never heard that the Marquis of the Eastern Red Continent is a soul warlock. I checked your family history. Your family fell into decline for a while, and you were the only one to come back. No one knows whether you are indeed a descendant of the Si family.

So I guess in the end, you may be a descendant of a soul warlock who escaped from Bend Island to Dongchi, and then the identity after being placed in a famous family by the emperor... I think, if you are a soul warlock who escaped from Bend Island, you will probably know the Prophet ..."

This shocked Si Sheng. It turns out that the son of the soul is really not an embroidered pillow with no soul skills. According to a small biography, so many things can be speculated, although the conclusion he draws is far from the truth. Thousands of miles away, but miraculously connected with the right person.

Si Sheng is a veritable descendant of the Si family, not a Bendao native. The physique of a soul warlock is a genetic mutation. spy.Si Sheng also knew the Prophet himself, because the Prophet and his master Mo Lu were close friends...

"I wasn't sure at first, I just wanted to scam you, so I threw Pepe in front of you, but you didn't deny it."

Si Sheng almost smiled wryly, who told people to pass on the Son of Soul so well, I thought you had something special