The Magician of Rebirth

However, the long-awaited "Bloody War" did not happen. When Flender and his party arrived in the city, Salaman had agreed to withdraw the troops, and the two countries re-signed a peace agreement.What is even more surprising is that Salaman, who had the upper hand in the war this time, was extremely tolerant. Not only did he not take the opportunity to ask for war reparations, he even proposed to marry His Royal Highness Eve to Prince Gaston, hoping to restore the friendship between the two countries. relation.

Flender was still wrapped in the black cloak of Prince Gaston, and stood awkwardly behind Charamon, feeling that he had done such a tangled psychological struggle, such a thorough psychological analysis, expressed such deep emotions about the war, and then was so resolute. The resolute and self-satisfied decision to go to war now seems like a joke.

The Elf King didn't even have the mood to complain, and hid silently in the depths of Flender's sea of ​​consciousness, refusing to show up.So now Flender can't find someone to talk to divert his attention, so he can only mix with the returning knight team, and also silently bear the baptism of all kinds of eyes.

His Royal Highness the prince of Gaston jumped out of the back of the palace like a bird, and jumped into the arms of the handsome knight in charge: "General, why did you come back now! You have made me worry for so long!"

"Sorry, Your Highness." Sharamon put his hands on the boy's shoulders, took a step back, broke out of his embrace, and then bowed to salute, "We were chased by Salaman's army on the road."

"Oh... why did you bring him here too?" The little prince frowned slightly dissatisfied, his eyes turned and fell right on Flender.

Hearing that he was mentioned, Flender froze, and tried to show a "friendly" smile on his dusty face, but the effect was obviously not obvious, which was evident from His Royal Highness's disgusted eyes. It can be seen.Probably, being forced to wear Flender's coat covered in mud and blood left an indelible psychological shadow on this young man who had always been well-clothed.

As expected, Flender was at odds with the prince.

"Your Highness, I would like to introduce to you, this is Flender, the great mage of the wind department. We are able to stand in front of you now, thanks to his great assistance along the way. He came with us this time to be able to fight on the battlefield. Give us a hand." Charamon keenly sensed the unfriendly atmosphere between the two, and taking the opportunity of introducing Flender, he turned slightly sideways without any trace, blocking the prince's scrutiny.

"That's it, then I really want to thank this mage Your Excellency." The prince showed a sweet smile, and Flender couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, and helplessly began to revisit the aristocratic accent that had been abandoned for a long time.

Then it was mutual compliments, mutual flattery, and mutual gratitude. Flender expressed his desire to leave in five different ways, while His Royal Highness had been enthusiastically and sincerely expressing his desire to stay for the first four times, but he still couldn't hold back. The magician, who "was from a humble background and could not bear such honor", finally agreed to Flender's request for the fifth time.But at the same time, he resolutely and cordially invited the mage who "has made great contributions to the Gaston Empire" to wash up and rest for a while to attend the evening banquet.

In the end, both parties reached a satisfactory result, and the topic turned back to the preparations for the wedding of His Royal Highness the Prince and the glamorous Princess Eve...

Flender relaxed his whole body and soaked in the warm water, feeling that talking to the prince was a more terrifying thing than a duel with the Forbidden Magician.

Thinking that when he was young and adventurous, he once saved the prince of a certain country, but he succumbed to that guy's enthusiastic persuasion, and stayed in the palace as the so-called "chief mage" for three months, accompanying him every day, receiving and Visit princes from other countries.These 90 sad days have completely established the prince's stupid and hypocritical image in Flender's heart...

'Ah, the heir to this country doesn't look as good as that little girl named Eve.If they get married, they will definitely be bullied. ' came the voice of a certain elf with emotion.

'This is the housework of others.It's true, though, that most princesses I've met are smarter than princes. '

'why? '

'That's what only Ilari knows.Presumably he prefers royal women? '

'Flender, are you really not staying in Gaston?You want to go back to Salaman? '

'I never said that.I just want to leave Gaston's capital.I'd rather go to the Grand Canyon that I mentioned to you last time to live for a while and have a little rest.As for Salaman, I don’t know why it suddenly withdrew its troops, and it vaguely wanted to join forces with the Gaston royal family. I always feel that something happened there recently, let’s find out the news...'

'Ah...that Sharamon is really good to you, and he didn't tell the prince that you are a Saraman. '

'Well... probably because I'm afraid that it will be troublesome to explain.But it's a pity that the deal with him was voided. '

'Little Fran...'

'kindness? '

'...to tell you something bad...'

'what? '

'... Your soul potion has expired! '

'what! ! '

Flender lowered his head, and the young man reflected on the water swept away his slovenly appearance before. He had a handsome and gentle face, and an extraordinary bearing. After experiencing the baptism of war, he showed a bit of masculinity... But, it was true. It's red hair and black eyes!

Flender put on his clothes in a hurry, found a piece of parchment in a hurry, and wanted to leave a message for Charamon, saying that he had to go first if he had something urgent.

At this time, the door was politely knocked three times, and then pushed open. It should be the maid who brought refreshments.Flender didn't have time to think about it, he slapped a wind blade to knock the person unconscious, but his wrist was tightly grasped.

Flender raised his head, his eyes just met a pair of green eyes, and his heart stopped for a while.

Sharamon stared at him for a while, his expression changed from slightly surprised to clear: "Are you the son of Wind Wolf?"

"..." Flender froze, not knowing whether to praise Ilari for his kindness, or curse his bad joke.Charamon seemed to have the same misunderstanding as Mr. Dino.

Taking Flender's silence as an acquiescence, Sharamon loosened Flender's left hand, and put the refreshment tray in his right hand on the table, comforting the restless young man in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will help you confidential."

"Ah...General, why are you here to bring tea?" Flender finally came back to his senses, and quickly changed the subject, not wanting to get entangled in this issue.

The thing about soul magic is Flender's most important secret.Whether now or in the future, he is not going to share this secret with anyone, even if that person is Charamon.

"By the way. I mainly want to tell you that the Salaman Empire withdrew its troops because of a rebellion in the country. You can live here for a while and go back when the situation is stable."

"Well, I didn't plan to go back right away." Flender smiled slightly, "My original plan was to go to the deep valley in the north of Gaston to study potions, and to prepare more, um, to change the color of hair and eyes. Potion. But thank you for letting me know."

Thinking of Charamon coming to tell himself as soon as he heard the news, Flender couldn't help but want to smile. "Also, with my current state, I can't attend the banquet tonight, can you tell His Royal Highness for me?"

Sharamon nodded lightly, then took off the leather wristband on his right hand and handed it to Flender: "If you encounter trouble, let your friend come to me with this."

"I remember...Let's go first, goodbye." Flender happily raised the corners of his mouth, waved to Charamon, and at the same time blessed Levitation and Gale, and turned out of the window.