The Snows of Tasikel

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A soul warlock can stay young forever if he cultivates well. In Qinghe's imagination, he thought he would see a beautiful woman who was so holy that she was close to a god. old woman!

He thought about it again, and felt cold sweat again. A fighting technique would be sealed for 50 years, and the healing technique, which was especially valued by the prophet, might be sealed until the year of the monkey!Thinking of such a beautiful woman getting old, Qinghe felt uncomfortable, so he nodded greatly, "We must rescue Sui Liu, and then release the seal for him!"

Si Sheng also agreed very much, "I have a complete copy of the Holy Seal of Earth in my hand, and what I saw on the wall just now is the original of the Holy Seal of Wind. I am the son of water, so I must know the meaning of the Holy Seal of Water very well." The content, as for the Holy Seal of Fire, is currently being kept in the East Red Continent... in the warehouse of our Soul Association."

"Then this is all together?" Qinghe was very happy.

"However, the light and spiritual language in the middle needs to be changed into dark spiritual language." Si Sheng drew a circle in the middle of the circle, "This is a sealing formation. To unravel it, you need to use the opposite element to light. Luckily Yes... I know there is a place, maybe I can find the Holy Seal of Darkness..."

Qinghe frowned, "Can you stop whetting people's appetites?!"

Si Sheng smiled slightly, "The cemetery of Ye Alan, the founding hero, is Tasikelle."

end of memory

A slender shadow like a silk thread was cast in the gap of the window. In that narrow and bright gap, a girl showed half of her face. I could see that she was smiling at me.

I like her very much, because no one else can like her.

During the time I was locked up in this place, she visited me almost every day.We didn't talk very much back then, something I've always regretted, if only I had learned more languages.

She came every day when I was 5 years old and she still came every day when I was [-] years old, I think we grew up together.

I have always wondered why she has no doubts about a "heterogeneous" like me, teaching me to speak, chatting with me, telling me stories, with gentle and tender feelings.

People in this city hate me, thinking that a person like me who has that special ability is blasphemy, this ability is stolen from the nature god, and it is an ominous sign.

So, when I was conscious, I was locked in a house like a birdcage. I ate, drank and lazed in this surrounding area, and saw almost the same scenery of the four seasons from the same window every day.The only thing I look forward to every day is the half of the girl's face protruding from the window, and that face sometimes speaks, which is really strange, as if she has never been affected by those adults who hate me.

The girl did all the work of communicating with me, first she taught me to speak, then we were able to talk, she was always pushing me to do something.

"Arthurs, you should walk around the house more. You can see that the muscles in your legs have shrunk."

"Arthurs, you should talk more, or you will become dumb."

"Arthurs, you should practice your special ability. Although you can't go out, there is no harm in practicing."

I started to dismiss her, thinking she was annoying.

Since I was conscious, I have been desperate for life. I was thrown here by my mother with trembling hands. She looked at me like she was looking at a piece of garbage.

But then... maybe because there was nothing else to do, I started trying to do what she said.

She said her name was Ke Ke, and through the conversation with Ke Ke, I gradually knew what the outside of "here" looked like.

Adults, children, many, many people walk up and down the streets, they laugh and play, and the streets are brightly lit even at night when there are festivals.Men fall in love with women, form families, and give birth to children. People have to work every day, support themselves with their hands, and live an ordinary but hard-working life.

This kind of narration made me have an almost crazy anticipation. I also want to work, want to walk up and down the street, and want to see what the lights look like.

But, I can't get out, they put something around the house, as long as I get close, I will feel the pain like tearing my internal organs.Regarding this, Ke Ke just told me mysteriously that it was because I was different, because I was different, so I had to be patient, and I believed that one day I would be understood by people and set me free.

And I can only believe because I have no choice.

A long, long time has passed, and I am still waiting for their trust. Excessive waiting makes me silent, and also makes the beast in my heart become ferocious due to too long dormancy.

One day, Coco looked very happy, said she was 16, and asked me if I wanted to go out.

I nodded vigorously.

Ke Ke said: "Then after you go out, don't hurt the people in the city. The farther you go, the better, and you will never come back."

"What about you? I want to take you with me." I only knew her and wanted to be with her. I tried to reach out from the window to touch her, but the heart-piercing pain struck again. I.

Keke probably didn't expect that I would actually want to touch her, so she screamed and took a step back.But soon, she regained her composure, comforted me gently from the window, and shook her head with a lonely and doting smile.

"To be free, to do happy things, to work hard, to participate in festivals, to make yourself stronger, to be able to protect yourself, to become a great soul warlock like Molu Spera, these are all your tasks; And I also have my mission, each of us is protected by the gods of nature and has something to accomplish when we come to this world. Don’t remember me, just remember, and live well.”

I don't understand what's going on, but the next day someone opened the door of the house, and the people in the city talked to me carefully, as if they were treating some ferocious monster, they still couldn't hide the disgust in their eyes .They told me to go where I wanted to and not to come back.

The call of freedom was too tempting and luscious, and I left this place without looking back. At that moment, I didn't have her in my mind, and I didn't have her for a long, long time.

During this time, I tried many things, running as much as I could, walking the streets, stealing for food, learning how to cut wood and blacksmith, and how to cook food.

Later, I met my teacher, Ponce the Wind, and he was ecstatic to discover my aptitude, and he gave me all the knowledge he knew, and I became stronger and stronger, even mastering what the teacher had never mastered. Mastered the spiritual language formation, I also sneaked to see the annual Knight Loyalty Day Festival, and I was not found under the nose of the teacher.

When the teacher was away, I participated in the research work in the Royal Penance Academy. At first I didn't like this job. It was not happy to dismember my companion who was also a soul warlock, but as an apprentice, I had no choice. Get used to it gradually.

Later, we participated in the Bend Island War, which was not a good war. In the war, the teacher lost the partner he loved to the bone, and he ran away with the power of his soul and died.

I respect my master, not the hypocritical respect of those people. I don’t want the old men in the ascetic monastery to find his corpse through the power of the holy chapter and dissect him, then peel off his skin and leave him intact buried.

After that, I never went back to Yariz, the capital of Irene Yutin, and became a wandering free soul warlock. Those were my most glorious days.

I am very powerful, and I have gradually gained a lot of money and many followers. I even took advantage of the post-war period when the empire was exhausted of soul warlocks and captured a piece of territory. This is an extremely shameful black history for the empire, and it must not be recorded. , but I don't care, I'm only greedy for the glory in life, and the fame after death has nothing to do with me.

Coco... you know what?I remember everything you asked me to do, but I forgot you.

In the continual accumulation of wealth and prestige, I have become numb to everything, and neither wine, beauty, nor even the happiest festival can cheer me up.I keep falling and losing myself.

Until one day, I saw a man and a woman at the Four Seasons Festival in Wisdom.

It was a beautiful memorial ceremony, a memorial ceremony for lovers, and the man and woman were of course also a couple.The man was very shy, he stretched out his hand, blushed and took the woman's hand, the woman was also very shy, but still tentatively, she held the man's hand back.They talked to each other in the corner of the main square of the Weiss Federation.

I suddenly realized what was so important that I was missing...I thought of you.

When I think about what happened back then, I actually have a lot of doubts.

I don't understand why they let me go, and I don't understand why you didn't come with me, since you've been visiting me for so many years.If you're not here, why should I come out?Before this, I always thought that I must have you in my life. This is a deep habit. I never thought about losing you.

But I left that place without looking back, you know I've been locked up for too long.

This world is so rich and colorful, and human desires emerge in endlessly, power, money, beautiful women, I used to think that I was obsessed with these because of my lack of childhood. , after I got a lot of power, money and beauties, I couldn't fill that kind of relationship