The Magician of Rebirth

Versailles Cathedral, solemn and solemn, with a simple Gothic architectural style, the sun shines through the high skylights, illuminating the dancing dust in the air, and finally falls on the half-covered black coffin, reflecting the wind wolf The dazzling red hair added a little blood to his pale face, making him look like he was asleep.The surrounding environment is quiet and gloomy, and the only light comes from the skylight. The dark background highlights the beautiful facial features of the sleeping person in the coffin, as if all the beauty and love of the Creator have been concentrated; Farewell, the gift from Ilari gently flapped his eyelashes, the light and shadow changed, and it seemed that he would wake up the next moment.

"Wind Wolf" is as famous for his beauty as he is for his magic.

Standing in the crowd, Flender looked at his original body as an "other" for the first time. His heart was extremely complicated and he had mixed feelings: the feeling of watching his funeral was really amazing, and he had reached the end of his life trajectory. However, he was not willing to call off the curtain like others, but went to another fork in the road and started a new journey.Soul magic, is it Ilari's pity or his unintentional fault?And what kind of existence is he who risked using soul magic to escape the order? ...But having said that, I am a really temperamental beauty... Sasha really has no vision, no matter how you look at this body, she is much more pleasing to the eye than Elise...

Suddenly, there was a small noise in the originally quiet crowd.Vlad turned his head and saw the person he had just slandered intertwined, walking side by side towards the lonely corpse in the lobby.

A handsome and tall swordsman, a slender and beautiful female alchemist; the only heir of the three generations of hereditary nobles, the eldest princess of the empire; this pairing is enough to attract everyone's attention, their combination is like the reality of the legend of the knight and the princess The version will make everyone in this era talk about it for many years.As for myself, sorry, the story does not belong to the wind wolf. The knight's former lover is destined to hide in a dark corner, trying to play the role of "friend", sending blessings, and enduring the contemptuous eyes of his former companions.

It seems that he is the real destroyer.

Alice's face was still a little pale, probably because the injury from the last time hadn't fully healed; and Sasha, who was still handsome, carried his fiancée lightly, his sharp-edged face softened with concern.

Such an expression made Flender feel a little dazed. Just the day before he was killed, Sasha was still asking about the recovery of his magic power with the same concerned eyes... At that moment, Flender had an idea. Even he himself would spurn his own wish—he hoped that Sasha would recognize him, at least, find this blond young man somewhat familiar.

Flender curled the corner of his mouth indifferently, put away those unrealistic thoughts, and once again praised the magical soul magic, although the soul transfer made him almost lose all his mana, and he had to drink that disgusting soul potion every month to maintain it. The way it is now, but after all, he is alive.

As long as he thinks that he almost lies in a cold coffin and will play the role of "friend" until he dies, Flender is sincerely grateful for his choice to be reborn.

They walked to the half-covered coffin, took out a white rose from the flower baskets beside them, and placed them lightly on both sides of the wind wolf's cheeks, then stepped back half a step at the same time, bowed, and left.From the beginning to the end, Alice's expression was sad and full of gratitude, as if the person in the coffin was really just her husband's friend; from the beginning to the end, Sasha's expression was silent and calm, with a tight expression. There is just the right amount of pain at the corner of his mouth, which perfectly interprets the unconcealable sadness and loneliness of a man who suddenly lost his "best friend".

They wore the same rings on their interlocking hands.Flender looked away indifferently, looking at the blooming white rose in Enron.Like the wind wolves, although they are still beautiful, they have lost their lives.

If Sasha can't be a swordsman, he must be a top-notch bard. Coupled with Elise's always weak and kind image and the same superb acting skills, he can definitely create a new world in the bard world, which will last forever and be immortal .Flender thought viciously, lowered his head, looked at his nose and heart, and silently recalled the ancient magic spells he had memorized.

His so-called "companions", nobles from various families, and even some officials he had never met, went up one by one to lay flowers. The white roses covered the black coffin and long red hair, and the wind wolf was originally due to the sun. The complexion that looked a little better turned pale again.

Wind Elf left, and now, he finally looks like a real corpse.

Flender glanced at it, then quickly lowered his head again.

The white rose is the soul-attracting flower formulated by Yilari. During the 7 years of wandering together between the two, he once told this legend as a story. It's hard for Sasha to remember it.

However, Flender actually hated white roses the most.

Two years ago, the white rose of the empire lured away his happiness. Now, do you want to use the white rose to lure his soul away?Go dreaming! !

Flender gritted his teeth and smiled.

The wind brought whispers in the church, the nobles chatted in low voices, some regretted, some gloated, and more remained indifferent, calmly discussing the union of the family, the division of interests, and careful planning, hoping to get back from the original wind wolf. Poach a large portion of the vast territory.Flender managed to capture what he wanted to hear among the multitude of information.

"Have you heard that Lord Windwolf sacrificed himself to save Her Royal Highness Princess who was kidnapped by the neighboring country's General Sharamon!"

"Didn't it mean that Wind Wolf doesn't like women, but only loves Master Sasha?"

"Of course it's a rumor. Wind Wolf and Fire Leopard are just good brothers who are close. Even if they have something, under the charm of White Rose, they both bow down and become the ministers of His Highness! Wind Wolf is a princess. He only died after blocking the sword! In front of the beauty, I don't even want my life."

"Fire Leopard also swore to the gods a few days ago that he will avenge his brother. The two countries are probably going to war..."

……

It seems that the brains of these nobles have been completely covered with alcohol and gold coins.Vlad sneered.No one questioned such an obvious lie!Well, maybe the existence of this story serves their higher good, then it is the truth.Public opinion has always been the weight of the royal family and nobles.As for the real cause of Master Wind Wolf's death, ah, who would care about such a small problem?

Thinking of this, Vlad's smile could no longer be maintained.What a failure in the last life, indulging in the occasional gentleness in that person's indifference, delusional thinking that I was special to him.Even, in order to be able to stand side by side with him, he gave up the magic he had been chasing, and stepped into the circle of nobles he didn't like.

Without magic, all the time is spent in various receptions and entertainments, the title of magician is just a false name; without friends, his former companions despised him for his "incessant entanglement" with Fire Leopard and the behavior of destroying other people's marriages, and the new The acquaintances only have overlapping interests; without himself, the image of Fenglang will always be gentle and elegant, safe and respectful; without love, ten years of chasing, the love affair that was achieved step by step, has not even been maintained for ten months.He would rather believe that Sasha gave up himself for power than admit that he never had his love.

So, I want to start all over again.I want a life that is no longer such a failure.

The stories of liches and demons possessed in the manuscripts are always magical. Whether it is time travel or rebirth, the magic of soul transfer has changed their lives drastically. They worship various gods, become beautiful, and gain many Unknown power, encountering many beautiful men and women, success and fame, happy life, people who hated them before love them, lovers who used to be unlucky realized their importance because of losing them, heartbroken, prodigal son turned back, searching hard, And these lucky reborns either reunite with their original lovers, or find another beautiful woman, get out of the emotional swamp, and discover a glorious life... All these are too attractive to Flender, so even if the soul magic succeeds The rate is only 30.00%, even if he had to gamble all his magic power and life, he would not hesitate!

Flender's slender fingers gently stroked the freesia grass in the pocket of the dress, felt the soft touch of the fingertips, and forced himself to divert his attention from the voices in the wind. For the first time, he felt that being deaf in his previous life was not a bad thing Son.

He raised his head slightly, and easily saw the center of the crowd—Sasha and Alice, they were talking in low voices, the former frowned slightly, and caressed the latter's shoulder.There was never a trace of guilt on his face.Flender's eyes met his, and then they slid away naturally.

Flender raised the corners of his lips again, and now, everything was really over, including his humble and contradictory little wishes.Flender is Flender, not a lich or a possessed devil; Flender is used to planning everything, so he doesn't have so much magical luck to rely on; Flender doesn't ask for much, and the situation of rebirth is just right now .

Everything is just right.

As the sun set, the face of the Wind Wolf sank into the arms of the Shadow God.Flender walked out of the church, and his black-haired companion, the young swordsman in blue, stood at the door of the church, looking around.

"Hey, Flender, why did you come out now! Jeff has been waiting here for almost two hours!" Keane said loudly as usual.

"Well, I'm sorry, I, I forgot to give this to you, I'm really sorry..." Jeff stammered, his face was flushed, and he was holding a small phantom stone in his hand, which was wet with the sweat of his palm.

Flender let go of the freesia plant that he had ravaged for a long time, took the phantom stone, and showed his first real smile in two hours, "It's okay!"

The three of them walked to the school together. "How did you find me?"

"Jeff insisted on returning your magic stone. He was so anxious that he was about to cry. Teacher Dino told us..."

"I, I didn't cry!"

……

All of this is slightly better than what he wanted...