Palm Dragon

Seeing that Werther's expression rarely changed, Milk pulled himself away, thinking that he might have gotten into trouble, so he didn't dare to struggle anymore, and let the necromancer carry him.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait to blame. The skeleton rabbit looked up.

His master stared quietly and intently at the water in the basin, as if looking at a hunting dog with three horns on its head.

The water in the basin was still churning, and the Necromancer took out a small drawstring bag with a complicated expression, and poured some shiny powder into the basin.

Immediately, the water in the plate began to flow upwards, turning into a strange reverse waterfall.

Werther took a step back, put down his pet, and whispered a spell.

The surface of the water flowing backward gradually became smoother with the whisper of the necromancer.

In the end it turned into a big mirror.

Ignoring the running water on the back of the mirror, this large mirror is sleek and gorgeous enough to fit in the chamber of any dame of taste.

"Stillmore Water Mirror..." Werther took another step back.

The shadow was no longer empty as before, a figure appeared more and more clearly, and Werther could still clearly see the strange yellow knots on his robe today.

"Good night, guest." The charming single eyelid curved into a polite arc, and Li Xiang also nodded to Milk who curiously approached him.

"It's actually you," said the necromancer.

"Mr. Ice has been our regular customer for a long time. I have to say that he has a wide range of hobbies." Li explained gently. "So we gave him the privilege of being a guest of honor—this is the Steed magic mirror. In this way, even if he is on the other side of the Ori continent, he can still get our services."

Lee looked away from the empty bottle beside Werther. "It seems that my client has changed... Then, I hope I can help you tonight, guest."

The necromancer was silent for a while.

Li spoke for him very understandingly: "Is there something wrong with the holy circle?"

"... stopped growing."

Even though the Necromancer spoke out of context, Lee understood what he meant.

"I'm sure I'm following the correct steps," Witter said.

But Werther understands that even if the method bought from Lee doesn't work, Li is not responsible for it - he is only responsible for doing business, and there is no guarantee that this method will work.

The necromancer lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the tiredness in his eyes.

"The holy circle is not a tool to subvert the rules of nature," Li Qingqing said. "What you want to get, you have to give."

The Necromancer looked up sharply.

"Is there a solution? Exchange lives? Is it feasible?"

The black-haired youth sighed softly. "I really hope you don't have this kind of thinking. The person who can make you work so hard must not want you to transfer the life that should belong to you to yourself."

Werther didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the potted plant with only two large green leaves, his eyes were full of undisguised tenderness.

"Our lives are inseparable from each other."

Li thought for a moment.

"I can't help but venture to imagine—what if he finds his way back, only to find that every breath he takes is in exchange for your life... If you really don't know each other, then you are sure of your own Is the act redemption and not the abyss?"

"But he won't find out," said the necromancer. "We just lost touch. Maybe he forgets me, maybe thinks of me now and then."

"Maybe set out to find you."

“Even then, there’s a lot of fun in the search.” Finding joy is one of the things Eggsia does best.Maybe on a certain afternoon when the sun is too strong to keep your eyes open, a handsome knight will stop in front of a lovely cottage, and a beautiful girl will pour him a glass of wine...

Werther smiled at the imaginary picture.

Li looked at the necromancer quietly, maybe even he didn't know that such a smile would look sad, the shop owner thought.

"Then, please tell me how to do it." The necromancer's perennially pale cheeks suddenly turned bloody, and his eyes sparkled.

"Tell you what?" Li asked softly.

"Exchanging lives!" Werther raised his voice unconsciously.

"Why exchange lives?"

"Didn't you just say..." Werther stopped suddenly after speaking halfway, and the teasing smile on Li's face confirmed that he had been fooled.

"If I remember correctly, I just made some assumptions." The long-haired young man said calmly in the mirror.

"..." The necromancer fell silent.

"I hope you don't think I'm joking," Lee said. "Sometimes, what has to be given is much more valuable than life."

"What you are doing now is something that is not recognized by the laws of nature. Of course, necromancers usually don't recognize the laws of nature." Li Ji glanced at Milk pointedly. "So the price to pay will be higher."

"for example?"

"emotion."

Werther looked at Lee and waited for him to continue.

"Resurrection from the dead is rare, but it is not without precedent. In fact, many people have tried this method—perhaps more than you can imagine." Li narrowed his long and narrow eyes. "But people usually overestimate themselves. The green shoots of life need to be watered before they can bear fruit. Some choose faith, some choose love... What do you choose?"

"What does that mean?" Werther frowned.

"Drain your emotions to water him."

"emotion?"

"Believe it or not, emotion can be visualized. Many people are willing to try, but if the emotion needed exceeds expectations, the irrigation will not stop, but will be replaced by life to continue. But even if it is worth life, successful examples Rarely." More are examples of life being drained, and life cannot be allowed to bear fruit again.

"How to extract?" Witt's question without hesitation made Li laugh.

"Come to Pagrama," he said. "If you make up your mind, I will give you the help you want."

The necromancer hesitated.

"I still have a contract and I'm not sure if I can leave at this time."

"If you mean Mr. Ice, I believe he has agreed." Li smiled. "Otherwise he won't give you this water mirror."

The necromancer was quiet for a while, and suddenly bowed to Li in the mirror.

"Thank you very much," Witte said.

"...I'm flattered." Li looked at the necromancer and said softly. "I've never heard of a necromancer willing to bow to anyone...I'll wait for you at the grocery store."

When the water mirror gradually dissolved, Li suddenly asked: "What are you planning to extract?"

"...Missing." After a while, Werther replied.

"Interesting choice. You know, I would have thought you chose love..." Li's face gradually blurred. "A lot of people think that love is the key to victory over everything." Including death.

Werther shook his head, watching the water mirror gradually flow down and return to a basin of water.

"It's been too long, and only missing is the only thing that can make me sure." Witt said to himself until the water in the basin calmed down.

Milk rubbed against Werther's shoe.

"If you don't miss enough, you may die." The necromancer picked up the milk, and the bones in the middle of the night were blown cold by the wind. "We're not going to lose, are we?"

The night wind blew through the bone hole of the skeleton rabbit, making a whirring sound, which sounded very determined.

Werther laughed.

……╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭ ·The next morning.

Adrian was circling around the living room like an oversized stray bee.

Dizzy from the flying dragons, Kathy covered her face with the next day's morning newspaper and dozed lazily on the upper chair.

Iss quickly stretched out his hand when Adrian passed by-Adrian's fat leg was pulled.

"I believe he made his decision after consideration, Ed."

"But why so suddenly? Didn't even say goodbye to us!" Adrian waved his paw excitedly.

"Actually, he said goodbye - and now you're holding him in your paws," Ernie reminded him.

"It's just a text message, he didn't even say where he's going..." Adrian held up the crumpled letter paper aggrievedly.

Mr. Noble kissed his ear reassuringly, and took the salad on the table.

"We'll see Werther again. He's just gone to accomplish his goals, and you can't stay like this until we meet again." Handed the salad plate.

Adrian immediately slipped into Ice's arms.

"I'm full!" announced loudly.

"Then let Layton have a glass of fresh vegetable juice?"

Adrian rolled into the bench and pretended to be dead, and Casey screamed when he was hit by the sudden fat dragon bomb.

"...Ed." Ice sighed. "You know you need these now."

Of course Adrian understood, but he was really frightened by Layton's vegetable attack.

Now even the afternoon tea has been replaced with vegetable sandwiches, and Adrian decided to cheat after his protest was invalid.

He is a dragon!He wants meat!

He really doesn't like that kind of green taste...

"...Are you really not hungry?" Adrian refused to eat after discovering that breakfast was replaced by grapefruit peas and fried eggs.

Of course he is hungry!The black ball in the bench moved.

"Maybe we can have suckling pig tonight if you finish off the salad and asparagus risotto..."

Roast suckling pig!

Adrian's ears perked up.

"And then add a clove steak..."

The tail also stood up.

Iss held back a smile and hugged Adrian who was concentrating on him waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Would you like to eat these before lighting up the grill?"

The little black dragon couldn't see his skin color, but Adrian was actually very embarrassed.

"I'm not trying to be picky." He said softly.

"I know, you're just too stressed." Iss kissed his nose.

In fact, Ice is also secretly introspecting. Ever since he knew that Adrian was an adult, Ice has asked for a lot of meals that Adrian strongly rejected in addition to Molly's menu. He didn't respond until Adrian rebounded and went on a hunger strike this morning. come over.

Perhaps too much.

It's just that the temptation of adulthood is really... Mr. Noble put Adrian on the table, and the little black dragon approached the salad plate awkwardly.

Seeing Adrian's round belly picky about vegetables, Mr. Noble sighed exaggeratedly in his heart.

Adrian...

If only I could grow up faster.