The Magician of Rebirth

After a long silence, Sasha's voice sounded again, calmly: "Yes, repentance is a meaningless act. The murderer who is far away in Gaston will definitely be punished by the gods."

"The murderer far away in Gaston?" Paris seemed to have heard something funny, covered his face with a wide sleeve of his robe, bent down, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Amidst his crisp laughter, Sasha's face became more and more gloomy, and his right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, almost breaking the hilt with force, "Your Excellency, please pay attention to your attitude."

"Hug, I'm sorry, it's because your joke is so funny." Paris stopped laughing slowly, put down the long sleeves covering his face, his pale face turned slightly red from the violent laughter just now , the water in the clear black pupils: "The one from Gaston has nothing to do with this matter at all."

"Because, isn't the real murderer here?"

In the next second, the long sword was unsheathed, bringing a silver light, stabbing at the smiling mage with lightning speed.

The point of the sword stopped suddenly when it was about to touch Paris's robe. Sasha was short of breath, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his expression was almost ferocious, as if trying to restrain his emotions.

Paris stretched out his hand and pushed aside the long sword on his chest, with obvious regret and teasing in his voice, "You actually held back, I thought you would try to assassinate Salaman's Guardian Mage again , an, pei, duke, jue, lord, lord."

"I don't understand what you mean." The icy voice without the honorifics made it difficult to conceal the suppressed anger and fear in it. "If you continue to spread such distorted remarks and insult my personal reputation and even the reputation of the Ampere family, a duel will be my only choice."

Paris slightly raised the corners of his lips, ignoring Sasha's blatant threats, and idly brushed the gemstone inlaid on the staff with his long and slender fingers, his eyes were tender and affectionate, "Your Excellency, do you know that this pupil stone has been around for thousands of years?" Its history is handed down from the ancient magic era, and it has a significant effect on spell enhancement. However, its function is not only that..." The handsome young man drew a shallow scar on his index finger with a condensed wind blade, Drop the oozing blood on the purple gem, "When the holder's blood drips on it, it will start to function like a phantom stone, recording the scene at that time. Similarly, it will The will of those who, at the cost of their blood, reproduced the situation at that time."

As if to confirm his words, the pupil stone began to emit brilliant and dazzling light. In the light, a nine-point figure like Paris gradually appeared, wearing a complicated and gorgeous mage robe that reached to the ankle, and the same luxurious guardian of the country was on his right hand. The mage's cane, his expression is calm and even indifferent, but his eyes are full of bewilderment and sadness that cannot be concealed.

"F, Flender..." Sasha's voice sounded low, full of disbelief.His long sword was blocked in front of his chest, and his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the sword.

"The most exciting place is about to appear, Your Excellency the Duke." Following Paris' soft voice, the cold light of the long sword tore the picture completely, and the mage holding the staff did not resist at all, his eyes were clear but painful, and his body grew The power of the sword fell back heavily.The crimson blood dripped on his gem, and the fingers holding the staff gradually weakened, and then slowly let go.

The scepter, which symbolized the protector of the country, slipped from his hand, and fell together with its owner.

As the angle changes, the whole body of the sword-wielding murderer appears in the picture one by one from the feet up, and finally freezes on his face.That face distorted by excitement, fear and bewilderment clearly belonged to Sasha.ampere!

"Enough!" roared full of anger and pain, Sasha's eyes were red, and his expression was almost crazy.

The sharp sword made a sharp wind sound, he strode forward, clenched the long sword tightly, and slashed fiercely at the shining pupil stone on the staff.

The sharp sword was blocked by an invisible force around the staff, and Sasha then reversed the sword and stabbed at the smiling Paris.

Mysterious syllables spit out from pale lips, and the huge tornado pushed Sasha hard, hitting the statue of Ilari.

"Don't be so naive, Your Excellency. See clearly, I'm not that wind wolf who foolishly admires you. Don't use the standard of that cowardly and incompetent guy to measure my strength!" No longer bothered to hide his tone Disgusted and conceited, Paris put his staff across his chest and looked down at the swordsman kneeling on the ground.

"What's the relationship between you and Flender?" an intermittent voice.

"It doesn't matter, so don't worry, I have no interest in avenging him at all." Paris' tone suddenly softened, full of temptation, "I can keep the matter in this pupil stone a secret forever .As long as you are willing to cooperate with me well, my lord, duke, lord, lord."

He was answered by soundless silence.

Paris took out a small roll of parchment from his bosom, "As long as you really fulfill the above things, I can swear to Ilari now, after this is done, I will definitely destroy this pupil stone, how about it?" ?”

There was still an embarrassing silence. After a long time, Sasha got up slowly, walked forward, and took Paris's parchment.His expression was obscured by his long hair, making it hard to see.

The moment his fingers touched the parchment, Paris suddenly shrank his hands back, avoiding his touch.There was a hint of threat in the polite tone, "I'll give you a piece of advice, it's best not to try to assassinate me and destroy the pupil stone, otherwise, I don't know what the result will be."

Sasha's hand paused in mid-air, and finally took the parchment, and walked out of the church.

The dim and soft light stretched his shadow for a very long time, and finally disappeared completely in the darkness.

Paris stroked the staff gently, staring at the dejected back of the head of the Ampere family, smiling with satisfaction.

Directly above him, the statue of Ilari still had a kind smile, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at all beings.

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Walking side by side with Charamon on the bustling streets of Gaston, surrounded by noisy and noisy voices, but Flender's heart was unexpected...

... very stable and calm.Just like his vision before rebirth.

This kind of situation almost gave him the illusion that they were an ordinary couple on the street.

This thought made Flender feel a little uneasy and helpless, but there seemed to be a hint of secret happiness in his heart.

Just now, after hearing his own standard for lovers, Sharamon answered "I know". What does this mean?

Glancing at the hands of the boys and girls who were holding each other, and looking at his own and Charamon's hands hanging by his side, Flender couldn't help but think of the rough but warm touch of those hands.

'Little Fran, you are wearing my ring, how can you think of another man's hand! "A certain elf exploded.

'Ah, Your Majesty, because today is a lover's day.You have to allow me a little romance. ’ Flender raised the corner of his mouth.

"You are not lovers..." the beautiful young man murmured sadly.

'Your Majesty, I remember that the book you recommended to me didn't say that the steps to becoming a lover are dating, exchanging gifts, holding hands, hugging, kissing, and finally...well, starting a family?We have completed the first two steps and one-third of the journey. '

'...I knew I wouldn't let you watch that kind of thing, but little Fran is more cute in a simple way. 'Black resentment can almost materialize.

"By the way, are you still wearing that wristband?" Charamon turned his head and looked into the boy's black eyes.

"Wear it all the time." Flender raised his wide sleeves, revealing the slender wrists unique to mages, and the skin there was whiter with the black rough cowhide wristbands. "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's nothing. It just occurred to me."

"By the way, Charamon," Flender raised his head, his eyes were focused and serious, "We all talked about the person we like just now, but you didn't say anything."

The man with green eyes pondered for a moment, then said lightly, "I haven't thought about this question before."

"Oh..." Flender was slightly disappointed, but decided not to dwell on this topic, and pointed to a road, "Let's go this way."

'What an incomprehensible guy. 'The beautiful young man looked contemptuous,' the standard answer in this situation is - I like people like you. '

'Your Majesty, it is precisely because this answer is too standard and classic that it has no credibility.If Sharamon really said such a thing, I would probably suspect that he is possessed by you. ’ Flender smiled wryly.

"It would be great if I could possess someone else." The Elf King sat down with his hands folded around his knees, with the usual idle smile on his face, "If there is a body, I can seriously pursue you, my beauty. '

There are many loopholes in this sentence that can be countered, but for some reason, Flender suddenly didn't know how to respond.

'His Majesty……'

'Ah, just kidding, how could I find someone to possess me casually, which one of you humans has my beauty?It would be too bad to be possessed! The arc of the corner of the mouth widened, and the beautiful young man smiled proudly and arrogantly.

'...Ah... yes, Your Majesty, you are very beautiful. There was a slight soreness in his chest, apart from agreeing, Flender didn't know any other better answer.

"Flender," Sharamon's voice interrupted Flender's thoughts, he stood still, his eyes firm but gentle, "My standard is the same as yours for the question just now."

"Huh?" Flender was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he thought he would be ecstatic, but in fact, his reaction was quite calm.

"I see." The red-haired boy smiled lightly.