Mage's Secret

In the end, Page failed to remind Roy of anything other than his name, and the atmosphere in the reception room became tense for a moment.And at this moment, without any warning, the elf fell into the same pain as when Traphael asked him at first.

The elf has always been fragile and sensitive, and this tense atmosphere obviously gave him more pressure than he could bear.He crouched on the ground, holding his head tightly, and moaned softly.

The three arguing stopped because of the elf's reaction. To be precise, Page was frightened by Roy's painful appearance.He wanted to check the elf's status, but was stopped by Murphy again.He had no way to break through the demon's defense, so he had to stay where he was.With a panicked look on his face, he whispered the elf's name, but it didn't help.

Traphael supported Roy's shoulders and used his own mana to alleviate his pain. He raised his head and accused Page, "You scared him."

"No, I don't know. He's never been like this before..." Page's appearance at this time was almost fragile, but the mage and the demon would not give him more sympathy and understanding because of this.

In the end, under Traphael's expulsion, Page could only leave the Mage Tower unwillingly.

"If you think of anything, come to me." Page said to Roy before leaving, and Roy just said palely that he wanted to get out of here quickly.

When the ex-prince who wanted revenge left and the fragile elf returned to the room, the farce finally came to an end.

Traphael took Murphy out of the reception room, and returned to the study that was very familiar to both of them.Murphy stood in front of the window, condescendingly watching Page ride the horse further and further away.

"All surveillance is gone," he said to Traphael.When Page came to visit, Murphy, who had a keen combat intuition, noticed that someone seemed to be watching here, and told Traphael about it.The monitors were not spellcasters, and their target was obviously Page, so Traphael didn't care much.

At this time, Page left, and the monitors also evacuated, which was obviously reasonable.Both of them understood this matter, so Murphy just said it casually, and Traphael didn't talk to him.

Murphy left the window, walked to the desk where Traphael was sitting, and sat on the desk with his arms stretched out.This is an action he often does, and Traphael stopped it many times without any obvious effect, so he let him go.Now the corner of Traphael's desk is almost Murphy's exclusive seat, as long as there is no one else in the study, he will sit on it.

Therefore, the corner of the desk, which was always full of books and scrolls, was always empty, which also represented Traphael's acquiescence.

"Actually, it doesn't matter even if you let Roy leave with Page. Judging from Page's performance, he obviously won't hurt him. At the same time, you can get rid of a big trouble." Murphy said, Page told Roy His attitude clearly shows that there must be an unusual relationship between them that goes beyond ordinary friendship.

Trafael shook his head and said disapprovingly, "I don't think there will be a good result between them."

"You seem to be full of prejudice against the relationship between different races." Murphy said meaningfully.

"That's just your prejudice full of subjective assumptions." Traphael said while flipping through the classics in his hand, "I have always advocated equality and freedom of emotions, and I have never held prejudice against any race."

"Even dwarves and elves?" Murphy sneered.

"Even dwarves and elves." Traphael nodded, but he paused before adding, "But I don't think elves can look up to dwarves, you know, dwarves don't always seem to like cleaning themselves up, And their beards... I think that just so happens to be against elf aesthetics."

Traphael's little joke made the atmosphere between the two more relaxed. Murphy propped his chin and looked obsessively at the mage who was busy with his research, and asked the question he always talked about: "Then you and I Woolen cloth?"

Traphael, who was holding a pen and writing something on the paper, suddenly paused, and then replied vaguely like countless times before: "Maybe, I don't know either."

In the past, every time the two of them brought this topic to this point, they would stop tacitly. Murphy didn't dare to push too hard, while Traphael just avoided it wholeheartedly, so the relationship between the two has always been chasing each other. , without any substantial progress.

But this time, Murphy obviously didn't intend to let Traphael easily fool him. He continued to ask: "Then when will you know? Aren't you always full of curiosity about the unknown? Why not How about looking into this question?"

"This is not my field of research. By the way, have you seen the notebook I've been writing some time ago?" Traphael put down his pen, trying to change the subject.

"You're running away again." Murphy broke through the mage's blunt turn without hesitation, and grabbed Traphael's free right hand. The mage reflexively pulled that hand, but failed to pull it back. .

Murphy didn't know what happened to him today. Maybe it was Page's obsession with the elves that infected him just now, or maybe it was an explosion after he kept accumulating. In short, he suddenly became impulsive, and he didn't intend to continue The urge was suppressed.

"You're always like this. How long are you going to escape? Do you think if you keep procrastinating like this, things will be resolved automatically after I return to the Demon Realm?"

"It's not..." Facing Murphy's sudden questioning, the mage who was talking about the matter retorted weakly.

But Murphy's reaction was more aggressive than he had imagined. He squeezed the mage's hand and continued, "If you think so, you're making a big mistake. If I don't get your exact answer, I won't I just gave up. No matter what method I use, I will come back from the Demon Realm to find you."

"You can't do that, it's very dangerous." Traphael warned that opening the passage from the Demon Realm to this side is much more difficult than opening the passage to the Demon Realm from the mainland, and it is easy to be exposed to the surveillance of the temple under.

"That's right, so you have to answer me quickly, and I don't accept any negative answers." Realizing that the mage was still worried about himself in this situation, Murphy couldn't help but feel a little excited, even the nervousness in his heart All eliminated a lot.He boldly put his other hand on Traphael's shoulder, jumped off the table and stood beside the mage, and slowly bent down to Traphael.

Traphael's struggle was not as intense as he had imagined, which somewhat gave him a little more confidence in the guess he had been doubting but was not sure about.In the end, he put his forehead against the mage, looked into the other person's eyes, and slowly, in his most deceptive voice, said softly: "Besides, I don't believe you really don't feel anything for me."

The other party's suddenly widened eyes and narrowed pupils made Murphy immediately know that he had told the truth. This made him so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The mouth that keeps escaping.

At the moment when the devil kissed him, all the mage's struggles disappeared. After realizing this, all the attachments and expectations in Murphy's heart were compressed into one point, and exploded into joy in an instant.Even though Traphael didn't give a response, he was still encouraged by it. He pressed the mage on the back of the chair between his lips and tongue, and pressed his body against the mage, and stretched his hands from the latter's robe .

And when the demon's movements became more and more out of bounds, the mage still didn't make any resistance. He closed his eyes and silently endured the enthusiasm from the young demon, but he was silently counting in his heart, waiting for Murphy to find out about it.

Thanks to Murphy's impatience, he didn't have to wait long.When Murphy's hand finally touched his part, the demon who was still extremely enthusiastic just now seemed to have been cast with a spell of immobilization, and he froze on the spot.

Murphy stepped back a little, and looked at the mage who was still calm and self-possessed in a little bewilderment.After the two looked at each other for a moment, Traphael reached out and gently pushed him away, and said calmly: "But it turns out that your guess is not so accurate."

The mage's words were like a basin of cold water being splashed on Murphy's face, and the young demon finally came to his senses.He let go of Traphael, quickly took a few steps back, and left the study as if fleeing.

Seeing that the other party almost fled away, Traphael smiled wryly and looked at his unmoving lower body. There was something wrong with him.Since Angus did that kind of thing to him when he was a child, it is not known whether it was a psychological problem or a physical injury, some of his abilities have disappeared, and this is one of the reasons why Traphael is so abstinent.

But Murphy didn't know that he had this problem, so he allowed Murphy to mess with him.Physiological rejection is much better than verbal rejection.

Although his goal was achieved, Traphael did not feel relaxed.He didn't even have time to straighten his robes, and he could no longer maintain a calm appearance, so he slumped against the back of the chair.

His heart was full of worries, the demon's patience had become less and less, and he was becoming more and more eager, and obviously he would not let it go.Luckily their pact made it so that the demon couldn't force him, but if it was over and the pact ended and the demon insisted on disregarding his wishes, he'd be in trouble.

But what worried Traphael even more was that when Murphy touched him just now, he didn't feel repelled.

The mage sighed, the feeling in his heart can deceive himself to avoid negation, but the feeling in his body is honest and frightening.