The Magician of Rebirth

"Little Fran, be sober! You are a great beauty, not a half-orc!" The shoulders were hugged and shaken vigorously, and the light touch of nothingness made Flender raise his head in a daze.There was a misty figure in front of him, and under the reflection of the red light from the soul stone, it became thinner and thinner, and his facial features were almost indistinguishable.

Very familiar, very friendly voice, seems to have heard it countless times... But it shouldn't be this anxious tone, it should be more playful, more loose, and more hateful...

A title was on the tip of his tongue, and at the same time, an impulse that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time surged in Flender's heart. At the moment of confusion, he instinctively followed the long-awaited thought in his heart...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" The weak, intermittent voice made the vague shadow in front of him grin happily.

The next moment, he clenched his right fist and swung it out, resolutely and viciously, with a clear goal, and hit the center of the face viciously.

"Little Fran, you are so cruel!" The smile froze on his face, and a certain elf covered his nose with a sad face.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I wasn't thinking very clearly just now. What should we do now? Also, why did you leave my consciousness?" With a punch down, some of the anger blocked in his heart was vented, and Flender regained some thinking Ability.He pressed his aching head, trying to back away from the range of influence of the soul stone, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, making it difficult to move.

"Our contract is broken."

"Muffet's resentment towards the elves is too strong, so his soul power has a strong binding effect on the elves. Because our contract is limited by the synchronization rate, it is not strong enough, so it was defeated by his binding power, and it also killed the elves. You are also affected by his emotions. But after I am sealed, you should be able to get rid of the influence of Mu Feisi's soul stone."

The figure in the air became more and more blurred, and he could be vaguely discerned that he shrugged helplessly, and there was a bit of a resigned smile in his voice: "Ah, I'm going to be trapped again, is it finally retribution for beating up the honest people back then? ?”

The storm was still raging across the land, rows of trees were uprooted, and then fell heavily to the ground, kicking up large swaths of sand and dust, scattering the light from the soul stone, and for a while, red spread all over the sky, and the elf king's thin body The figure almost melted into the red.

"Then sign another contract!" Flender raised his head suddenly, gritted his teeth, and tried to ignore the bursts of anger that did not belong to him, "Change the wavelength of my soul, let the synchronization rate If it reaches [-]%, I will pay the price!"

"Little Fran...that..."

"Please hurry up!" Flender supported the ground with his hands, barely maintaining consciousness, "I don't want to die here with you!"

"But……"

"Change quickly!"

"But, I don't know how to modify the wavelength of the soul! How would I know something that goes against Yilari's wishes!"

"..."

The new anger belonging to Flender surged out, temporarily suppressing the anger of Mufis, Flender gritted his teeth, took advantage of the gap of consciousness, instead of retreating, he raised his feet and radiated red hair fiercely in front of him. The light stone stomped away.

The sound of leather soles rubbing against stones sounded, and the red luster dimmed a lot in an instant.There was a gentle touch on his forehead, and Flender raised his head slightly, and saw that the Elf King had floated in front of him, stretched out his hands to support his cheeks, lowered his head gently, and pressed against his forehead.

A soft and misty voice came from his mind, his tone was unprecedentedly solemn and serious.

"Little Fran, there is indeed a way to quickly increase the synchronization rate. What I'm going to say next are all taboos that humans are not allowed to know.All elves have their own preferred soul characteristics, just like the contemporary elf king, who appreciates ambitious and persistent human beings, and their desires are the most suitable nourishment for his soul; when the soul of the contractor gradually moves closer to this characteristic , the synchronization rate will increase.

However, a long time ago, some human beings used to rely on the hypnosis of a prophet to forcibly distort their souls in order to gain powerful power: cowardly people forced themselves to go to the battlefield to kill wantonly, careless people forced themselves to choose a partner and treat him Always the same...Ilari was furious because of this, and since then, humans have lost the qualification to communicate with elves.

Little Fran, my favorite soul trait is the never-give-up pursuit and hope for happiness, just like April Lan, who always embraces beautiful visions and waits for April to bloom.

So, thinking about the happy life you desire most in your heart, let's sign the most powerful contract again. '

The most desired happy life?It should be to stay away from all kinds of disputes, settle in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, find an ordinary wife, have a few lovely children, have some good friends, rely on alchemy and potions to earn enough living expenses every day, The rest of the time is quietly studying magic...

Flender stretched out his palms and touched the Elf King's palms. Golden lines stretched out from each other's fingertips, but in the next second they were soaked in red luster and gradually disappeared.A severe headache swept over, and Flender groaned, and the palm touching the Elf King suddenly dropped.

'Little Fran, keep up with the times!This is obviously your wish in a previous life, what about now?Think about the wishes of this life!Be specific! The phantom figure also paused heavily, and then tried to stretch out its hands forward, grabbing Flender's wrist.

'The wish of this life? ’ Flender repeated unconsciously ‘to defeat Paris and Sasha...’.

'Very well, keep thinking, after defeating Paris, taking revenge on Sasha, and completely destroying all possible connections between you and your previous life, what do you want to do? '

"I want to travel and adventure, and go to places I haven't been to in my previous life..." The golden thread between the fingers began to slowly get rid of the red color.

'and then? '

'If you are tired, find a place to live, open up a piece of land, plant it full of precious potions, and pick it whenever you want to use it...and plant April orchids, which bloom a lot of fragrant ones in spring White flowers...' The golden lines gradually thickened and became more and more obvious.

"In normal times, I will study magic with Your Majesty, and recompile an easy-to-understand basic magic textbook; when I am bored, I will visit Keen, he is easy to bully... no, it will not be boring, because You talk a lot, and you are very troublesome. Dealing with your chatter every day will leave me no time to feel lonely or bored..." Flender smiled silently, his consciousness gradually blurred and confused .The golden silk thread slowly separated, interweaving a dense net between the palms of the two people.

'Little Fran, it's not enough, it's still close, think about it again, what else do you want to do?Very urgent, very eager, hidden deep in my heart, escaping because of fear, not daring to speak out...' The clear and beautiful voice of a certain elf is full of seductive taste, like a sea monster, soft and blurred, but if you listen carefully , there is quite a sense of unwillingness to gnash one's teeth hidden in it.

The blue eyes flashed across his eyes, sharp and firm, like the best sword, but the trust contained in them made him feel very warm; the arms with the smell of metal and blood smelled unexpectedly. It is reassuring, and through the armor, you can still hear the steady and powerful heartbeat; the facial features, which are obviously the toughest, will soften when you lower your head occasionally to speak, and the faint smile on the corner of the mouth contains a touch of helplessness and connivance... …

"I, I also hope..." Flender took a breath, "to be more familiar with him, to be closer..." I want to really understand him, I want to know his past...

The voice stuck in his throat, and fear and panic spread into his heart unexpectedly.Afraid that I would see disgust in those blue eyes, afraid that I would walk into a similar predicament in my previous life again, afraid that what I knew was just his appearance, or that he would change over time and become like Sasha Addicted to power; afraid, tempted again...

This is the secret hope in my heart that I don't want to admit. Although I have repeatedly denied it, I used various reasons to persuade myself to give up, telling myself that the possibility of realizing it is zero.However, after all, there is still fantasy in the subconscious mind, and it is regarded as a part of the happy life in the dream...

Flender raised his head, saw the Elf King's thin figure and his expression of hesitation and unwillingness to speak, saw the golden thread between their fingers crumbling under the power of the soul stone, shook his head slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth Helpless but relieved arc.

Forget it, if it's the only way to get out of it, it's okay to admit it.

'I still want to be with Charamon. '

"The mage who came back with you is a Salamanian?" In the magnificently furnished hall, the blond emperor had a look of joy and anger.

"Yes." The general with blue eyes looked respectful and calm.

"Are you sure he wasn't sent by any force in Salaman?" The tone rose slightly, making the voice more oppressive.

"Yes, on my reputation." It was still a calm and unwavering answer.

"I heard that he has the strength to compete with the strongest contemporary mages in Salaman, try to use it for your own use, if not, don't leave such talents to other countries."

Sharamon's heart tensed up, and he didn't know how to respond for a while. At the time of parting, when the red-haired boy mentioned his plan to travel around the world, the bright light in his eyes reappeared in his mind, and he made a decision instantly.

Sharamon took a breath silently, "Your Majesty, forgive me, but he is just a pure wandering mage and has no intention of serving any country. If you offend such a powerful mage by rashly taking tough measures, and Not a wise choice."

The hall was filled with embarrassing silence. After a long time, the king's voice sounded again, with a little tiredness in it, "Go back."

Charamon performed a standard etiquette, turned and walked out, his boots knocked rhythmically on the floor, and just as he was about to walk out of the palace gate, the king's voice came from behind.

"Sharamon, I hope you don't let me down again."

The footsteps paused, "Yes."

The golden light shone brightly, and Flender clearly saw that the Elf King was following the countless golden threads, approaching him bit by bit until he completely melted into his body.

At the moment of complete fusion, those terrible negative emotions also disappeared, the red light completely receded, and the rest were just ordinary red stones lying quietly at the bottom of Flender's feet.At this time, all the messy images flashed through Flender's mind.

Flender looked at the handsome young man in the picture with a passionate and dedicated expression that didn't match his appearance. Against the background of blood and tears, he challenged one after another, whether they were obscene or insignificant. The vicious magician finally won a brilliant victory.

'Your Majesty, what is this? '

' is my memory. A certain elf looked depressed, "The one with the prettiest look is Xiao Sai."You have received a little soul power from Murphys, and your synchronization rate with me has also increased to a fairly good level, so you can spy on part of my memory through the contract. '

"Oh..." Flender looked at the handsome young man who ate and drank in a very "heroic" posture, and then went to sleep after eating, and snored while drooling, and his idol image was shattered in his heart. disillusionment.

'Little Fran, what are you going to do now?Go directly to challenge Paris, and then let me educate my great-great-grandson? '

"Wait a little longer, I want to find a place to familiarize myself with the power I just got..."

'You don't want to go to the house of the beautiful general again, do you?Really, little Fran, you are too easy to be abducted, and you are still stubborn... I knew that the hope in your heart must have something to do with him... You should stop going, or you will really want to marry yourself To Gaston...' A certain elf began to murmur again.

'But I remember, Your Majesty, isn't the soul you like the courage to chase your own hopes? Flender's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was quite evil.

'But little Fran, you have many hopes to pursue, don't limit yourself to this one, let's grow April orchids and study magic, shall we? 'The figure of the beautiful young man is extremely clear, and even the fawning expression on his face is extremely obvious.

"Well... let me think about it again..."