The Magician of Rebirth

"Your Majesty, everything has been fully prepared." Above the resplendent and resplendent hall, Paris bowed respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work." The beautiful queen gently raised the corners of her lips, walked to the side of the mage who was as beautiful as her with graceful steps, "Thanks for having you, Paris."

"It is my honor to be able to serve you." Paris knelt down on one knee, gently took Alice's hand, and touched the back of the hand with his lips, almost piously, "All glory and victory must be It will be yours, my noble sire."

Alice's brows were slightly furrowed, and then slowly relaxed, "But, my husband..."

"Duke Ampere has always been diligent, and I hope that I can work hard to share your worries and fulfill my duties. You don't need to worry about it." Paris lowered his head slightly, and a light flashed quickly in his dim eyes.

"I hope so. Anyway, please." She smiled slightly shyly, the symbol of the white rose of the empire.

"I will live up to your trust."

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The bow and arrow attached to the magic of the wind system shuttled across the battlefield at an unimaginable speed, bringing out afterimages in sight.

"Ding", the sound of gold and iron clashing, the middle-aged man wearing the uniform of General Salaman put his long sword across his throat, and narrowly blocked the attack of the bow and arrow at the critical moment.

"Yo, not bad!" The young man with blue long hair whistled frivolously, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, the bowstring in his hand flicked repeatedly, and three arrows flew out along different trajectories, attacking the man who was looking around vigilantly. Officers around, "But..."

"...Who told you that you have to die? A man of variables——Arafe, Viscount Kent."

Blood splattered, the officer's gray eyes gradually lost their energy, and his body fell heavily backwards.There are three bows and arrows stuck in his heart, left shoulder, and throat.

The archer gently took off the hood covering his head, stretched his arms forward, and gently drew a semicircle on his chest, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, "Goodbye, may Ilari bless you."

Dino stood on the rock behind the team, looking down at the battlefield with a calm expression.The moment the officer fell down, he turned to look at the boy holding the crystal ball, "Moya, how are you?"

"Well, it has been resolved." Moya raised his head and smiled sweetly, "The Viscount Kent is the last one, and there should be no other people who can bring changes among the nobles of Salaman."

"That's it, our goal has been achieved." The brown-haired young man nodded slightly, and gave an order to the rebel officer who had been guarding him all the time, "Go to contact other commanders, retreat, and everything will go according to plan."

"Yes."

"Brother really wants to set the main battlefield in our hometown?" Mo Ya's voice sounded a little wronged, "This will disturb our sleeping ancestors."

"There is no other way." Dino smiled helplessly, "The ones fighting us now are only the vanguard of Salaman, and their attack power cannot be underestimated. The real main force is composed of Paris and Sasha. Led by Ampere, one of them is a great magician who signed a contract with the Elven King, and the other is a great swordsman with outstanding strength. If we confront each other head-on, we have no chance of winning. I believe that lord will understand and agree with our choice."

"Okay." Moya clasped the prophecy ball in his arms with both hands, and the crystal clear crystal emitted a soft light, "Brother, Sister Sandra's side seems to be going well."

"That's good." Dino breathed a sigh of relief.

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The red soul stone radiated a dazzling light, and the spinning speed of the weak wind blade in the palm of the hand was suddenly strengthened, and a huge number of wind elements were gathered in an instant, forming a huge tornado, which roared and moved to the side.

Due to the reaction force, Flender's body fell heavily in the opposite direction.The tornado that escaped his control gradually dissipated due to the loss of power supplies.

'Little Fran, take a break, your body is almost at its limit, and the power of Murphys cannot be mastered in a short time. 'The beautiful young man breathed slightly short of breath, and pressed his hands on his chest, with an unconcealable tired look on his face.

'Sire, but we have no more time to lose. Flender struggled to stand up, half leaned against the guardrail of the martial arts arena, and took deep breaths rhythmically, trying to recover his strength as soon as possible.The scene of Charamon talking to him came to mind again: "Your Majesty has issued an order, asking me to rush back to the capital immediately. Although it has not been officially confirmed, there is reliable news that Gaston will intervene." The civil war in Salaman." The green-eyed general looked serious and frowned, and the well-fitting military uniform outlined a tall and straight body line, which made the original cold and solemn temperament more distinct, "Because your majesty has heard about the battle between you and Paris, I'm afraid you will be affected this time too. If you don't want to fight, now is the only time to leave Gaston."

"I am willing to participate in the war." I remember that I answered like this at the time, firmly, without much consideration...

'Little Fran, I was also taken aback by you at the time, it's not like you to agree so simply. '

Showing a forced smile, Flender lowered his eyes slightly, "But Your Majesty, haven't we been preparing for such a situation?And I have a very strong hunch that this war will be an opportunity for me to completely cut off all the fetters of the past. '

'Otherwise, you don't need to use the soul stone to increase your power. With my magic power and your magic control alone, even if my dear great-great-grandson puts on human skin and goes into battle in person, he may not be able to win. ' A certain elf smiled quite proudly.

'It's hard to say, Your Majesty. Flender shook his head lightly, "You think, this soul stone in our hands is only part of the seal used to seal your great-great-grandson, no one can guarantee whether they will also master the soul strength.Moreover, Miss Sandra's topographical map of Mufis' Fangs is very detailed, and Paris probably has some connection with the rebels...'

'That mage should have no way to use the soul stone.The mandatory soul synchronization has already caused great damage to his soul, and his broken soul alone is definitely not enough to control the power of Murphys.Ah, I almost forgot, isn't he still blind? The Elf King showed a determined smile, "So, before the big battle, the first thing you need to do, little Fran, is to take care of your body so that we can fight in the best condition. '

'However, I still have no way to be completely relieved. The red-haired boy spread out his palms, looked at the stone with the same hair color as him, and sighed softly. 'Sure enough, it's hard to control power that doesn't belong to you.By the way, Your Majesty, I remember you once said that elves can see human souls, right? '

'That's right. The beautiful elf narrowed her eyes slightly, showing an intoxicated expression, "Little Fran, your soul is very charming, very elegant, very delicious, very sweet..."

'Then,' interrupted Flender hastily in his tirade of admiration for his own soul, 'is the color of my soul near that of this stone, my lord? '

'It's far from it. ' A certain elf came to a conclusion bluntly. 'Don't compare yourself to this disgusting stuff, I've got pretty good taste. '

"Is that so..." Flender lowered his head rather dejectedly, "No wonder I can't channel the power of Mupheus smoothly. '

'This is a good thing. A large part of Murphys' soul comes from negative emotions, such as anger, injustice, and self-loathing...Little Fran, it's better to be optimistic. I can't stand talking with you all day long. A gloomy person stays together. '

Flender was silent for a while, silently clenched the soul stone in his hand, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.The wind wolf in the previous life may be able to use the power very smoothly, but as the Elf King said, having this power is not something to be happy about.The reason why I can become the current Flender is really thanks to this guy in front of me...

The sound of boots hitting the ground came, and Sharamon strode into the pensive boy, "How is your training going?"

"It's not particularly smooth." Flender looked at his formal attire, "Are you going to leave now?"

"En. Won't you go back to the capital with me?"

"I want to practice alone for a while longer. After the war, I will join you in the army." Flender smiled wryly in his heart. Things get distracted.However, I am afraid I will miss him.

"Your friend also came to say goodbye to you today, and he is waiting for you in the hall now."

"Kean?" Flender was stunned for a moment, and then an unspeakable sense of guilt surged in his heart. During Gaston's time, his mind was almost completely occupied by soul magic and Charamon. , as for Kean, although it cannot be said that he was completely forgotten, but... it doesn't take much time to think about it...

'Little Fran, this is a standard act of ignorance. A certain elf interjected coolly, "Your little savior is so pitiful, he was taken to Gaston alone, and his only friend is not around..."

'Enough Your Majesty, don't say any more.I know I was wrong..." Flender pursed his lips, cast a wind spell on himself, turned around and wanted to run over.

After running for two steps, he suddenly stopped, and looked back at the figure of Sharamon who was standing upright like a javelin behind him, "Sharamon, be careful in everything, and have a safe journey!"

The green-eyed general nodded slightly at him, and then looked at the back of the young man running away, with a barely visible smile on the corner of his mouth.