God's Garden

"What are you impatient about?"

"..."

"Calm down, you can't beat me in terms of strength."

"..."

Ryan put away his sword, and sat down on the podium in every possible way.

He looked at Fujikawa, who was half kneeling on the ground, and felt that the other party's mood was very impetuous, and his aptitude was very good, but the quality of magic decreased due to the influence of his mood, so he didn't need to spend much effort to rely on sword energy alone. repel.

If Fujikawa can no longer adjust his mentality, such training is a waste of time and cannot grow.

"If the starting point is for someone who wants to become stronger, that's a good idea."

"But a person's strength will not be obtained overnight. Now you can't even resist my sword energy."

"..."

Ryan is right. He knows that his mood is very unstable. Whenever he thinks of Beiyumen being injured and losing consciousness, and his magic power is exhausted because of him, his heart will be a dark mess. He just blames himself and forces himself Be stronger.

It's just that the more impatient you are, the easier it is for things to mess up.

Sighing helplessly, Fujikawa stood up slowly and patted the dust off his body.

"……you're right."

With the corner of his mouth curled up, he lifted the sword in his hand again, while holding it tightly, his face was full of helplessness towards himself.

It has been a month since Fujikawa's training, ever since Bei Yumen knew that he could use other magic as usual, he has not been idle, and has been pestering Nuo Jiu to teach him magic from time to time.It's just that for Nuo Jiu, Bei Yumen, who can barely use the highest level of magic, has nothing to teach him, and the rest is just passing on spells, or training his actual combat response.

Kita Mimon also told Fujikawa frankly that Hero already knew that he could use healing magic, and he also told about his physical condition in detail. Fujikawa looked very tired, and the initial silence made him feel at a loss, until he heard Hero He sighed softly when he answered, perhaps acquiescing.

At that time, he didn't say anything, after stretching out his arms to hug Bei Yumen, he was hypnotized by exhaustion, leaving Bei Yumen alone to look at his sleeping face for a long time.

In the early morning of this morning, the first snow fell in the central area of ​​Diligen, and the temperature became even lower. While being asked to leave the room to put on a cloak, Bei Yumen asked Fujikawa to wear something warmer. I caught a cold because of training.

And now, near noon, Bei Yumen, who hadn't found Nuo Jiu in the library, came to He Luo's room.After hesitating for a while, he chose to knock on the door, and said to the inside with a rare expression, "Hero, can I go in?"

"……Can."

Hearing the second of his silence, Beiyumen immediately knew what Hero would say to him when he pushed the door open.

"When did you learn to ask me first? I'm so surprised."

"..."

You see, I'll just say it.

He Luo's tone was very teasing, and there was no trace of surprise on his face. Bei Yumen turned his head and ignored him, only to find that Nuo Jiu and Feilong were both in the room.

"So you are all here." Bei Yumen went to the sofa and sat down, "I also want to say why Nuo Jiu is not in the library."

"Good afternoon, Lord Beiyumen." Feilong smiled, "I borrowed from Nuo Jiu for a while."

"...Are you guys talking about something important?" After a pause, Bei Yumen stood up in a panic, "Do you need me to avoid it?"

I don't know when Herro also came over. He sat down on the opposite side and waved his hands.

"No, what we're talking about has something to do with you."

"Something to do with me?" Kita Mimon looked suspicious, "Are you talking bad about Fujikawa?"

"..." He Luojun raised his eyebrows and snorted, "If I want to say something, I will also speak ill of you."

"..."

Not letting the two continue to bicker, Feilong said with a smile, "We are discussing the sharp weapon that stabbed the adults back then."

"The knife that stabbed me?"

In this way, Nuo Jiu also said that it was not an ordinary weapon, maybe he was unable to use healing magic because of that weapon.Originally, Bei Yumen wanted to say that it would be fine if he couldn't get it from Riko directly, but later he found out that the knife disappeared for some reason.

Blinking, Kita Mimon looked at them, "And then?"

"I originally sent someone to Ibis to get a handful, but it's a pity..."

"It's a pity...?" Bei Yumen was a little nervous when he heard it, and looked at He Luo with a frown.

I saw Hero spread his hands and sighed helplessly, "The whole army was wiped out, and no one came back."

"..." Bei Yumen hesitated to speak, and finally said, "Is it all... dead?"

"Yes, all." Herro nodded, "So we're discussing whether we should continue..."

"Of course not!"

Without any hesitation, Bei Yumen immediately interrupted him, "If this matter has no effect on Diliejin, there is no reason for the soldiers to die again."

"Not exactly." Hero said flatly, "If their weapons can paralyze the healing mage, that would be a big deal."

"..."

Bei Yumen was silent and did not continue to speak.

"Your Majesty, as expected, Nuo Jiu and I should go to Ibis?" Feron said.

"This is the best way." Herro agreed, "But no, Nuo Jiu, you must start training the mage class."

"...Me?" Nuo Jiu remained expressionless, but his tone could be heard to be puzzled, "I have never brought soldiers before."

That's right, Nuo Jiu has never been in charge of these things. His only student is Bei Yumen. First, he doesn't want to talk to so many people. Second, he is lazy. The most important thing is that Hero never asked him to do so.

"I know." Hero continued, holding his chest, "so I want you to bring not soldiers, but senior mages at the captain level, and consider their talents for me."

"Captain level..."

To become a captain-level mage in the mage class, one needs to be able to continuously use high-level magic, and to stand in front of all mage soldiers, regardless of attack or defense. Not only must the ability be high, but also do the most things.The work of mage soldiers is not only backup support, but also large-scale fusion magic with multi-person cooperation. Intermediate healer mages stay in the back row to treat wounded soldiers, while advanced healer mages have to stand on the same front as the captain level and deal with them in a timely manner. Soldiers on the front line help.

"It's been too long since we've fought, they're getting a little loose."

Herro leaned forward, her elbows resting on her legs, and her fingers were clasped.

"The magic soldiers will be handed over to the captain level, but before that, I want you to judge their abilities. If there is someone who can use the highest level of magic, let him learn everything, and increase their reaction ability , boost morale."

He Luo who said so leisurely looked at Bei Yumen who was sitting opposite, and smiled a little while attracting his attention,

"However, it's a different matter if the mana is exhausted after using the highest level of magic."

"..."

Bei Yumen clicked his tongue and gave him a blank look.

Nuo Jiu hesitated for a while, then he looked at Feilong, only to see Feilong nodding at him, and then he closed his eyes.

"I see." He said flatly, "I will fulfill His Majesty's request."

"Then, Your Majesty, I-"

Only halfway through Feilong's words, the small contact crystal hanging on his chest suddenly glowed, spinning slowly with dazzling colorful colors.

Seeing this, Herro waved his hand, "Go."

With Hero's consent, Ferron received the contact crystal, which was specially used by the intelligence team to communicate with him. Using magic power to amplify the volume, Ferron said, "What's the matter?"

"Report to Lord Ferron!"

There was a busy voice from the other end, and the soldier's tone was a little nervous, "Ibis has made a move, their people have arrived at Mellenbin!"

Hearing this, Feilong frowned suddenly, "What's going on? Why didn't you report it until you arrived at Mellenbin?"

"This...we don't know, the people who appeared in Mellenbein wore the uniform of the high priest, and the people lurking in the port did not see such people leaving Ibis!"

"..."

Ferron was about to say something, but Herro stopped him, and he asked himself, "Where are those people heading? How many people are there?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

The soldier's tone was obviously raised, and he could hear that he was extremely nervous. If they weren't there, the soldier who was afraid of being blamed would be trembling now.Not daring to be negligent, he hurriedly confirmed the information from Mei Lunbin.

"They are heading east to Mellenbein! There are three of them, and two of them seem to be followers... No, I'm very sorry, Your Majesty!"

Herro thought for a while, and said nothing, "It's okay, keep paying attention."

"Yes!"

With a gesture of fingers, Feilong obeyed the order and turned off the contact crystal.

"Three people." He Luo breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was thinking about something, "If there are followers, it means that the clothes are different. Where do you think his status will be?"

"..."

Seeing that both of them fell into silence one after another, Bei Yumen, who was sitting aside and listening quietly, spoke simply,

"Anyway, they are all subordinates of Fain, and they are probably priests of Ibis, right? Does it mean that they may have that kind of weapon on them?"

"..." After being stunned for a moment, Herro nodded with a smile, "Maybe so."

"Why are they going to Meilunbin?" Bei Yumen asked, "Is there something to let them go there?"

Hero answered him leisurely, "They are going to arrest people, but I will stop them."

"Catch people?" Bei Yumen only thought for half a second, "Could it be an elf?"

Hero would be so kind to go to other countries to stop it. Apart from his yearning to save the elves, Bei Yumen couldn't think of other reasons.

"Yes, that's right." Hero didn't hide anything, and simply admitted, "I have received reports of sightings of suspected elves in a remote village in the east of Mellenbin."

"..." Bei Yumen blinked, "Aren't you afraid it's false information?"

A little surprised, Herro didn't expect Bei Yumen's head to turn so quickly, and what he said would always cut to the point inadvertently.

"Of course, everything could be a trap." Herro smiled helplessly.

Seeing his expression, Kita Yumen said the next words for him, "But the information is so scarce that even if it is false, I have to go...isn't it?"

Hero didn't speak, but the smile on his face acquiesced to Bei Yumen's words.What Bei Yumen said is correct, it is meaningless to analyze his status. Since he knows that they are interested in the witness information just like himself, then in order to catch the elves who are good at using magic, Fine will definitely not let Tai Weak people move out.What's more, he was still wearing a uniform and was able to avoid the eyeliner of the port. It was very likely that the representative team was a priest under Fain's banner.

"But if they can escape the eyeliner, why don't they just hide to the end?" Feron asked.

Hero spread out his hands and looked at Bei Yumen, "What do you think?"

"You want people to find out on purpose, right?" Bei Yumen said, looking at He Luo with some hesitation.

"Hmm, that's right."

Looking at He Luo's satisfied face, Bei Yumen raised his eyebrows with dissatisfaction, "You think so yourself and you ask me?"

"I want to see if your brain can keep running so fast."

"..."

"If it works properly, it can save me the time of explaining."

"..."

Bei Yumen didn't know whether it was a compliment or a belittling of him, but even if it was a compliment, he would not admit it. At this moment, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and he was telling how depressed he was by throwing the pillow beside him The urge to throw it.

"Uh..." Feron hurriedly said, and eased the atmosphere by the way, "That is to say, Ibis is waiting for us to send someone over?"

"There are two possibilities." Hero regained his seriousness and explained, withdrawing his joking tone,

"First, they didn't notice the eyeliner at all, so they made a cover and relaxed their vigilance when they arrived in Mellenbine."

"Secondly, they deliberately avoided the first eyeliner and only showed their faces when they arrived in Mellenbine, deliberately letting us know."

Kita Yumen listened quietly with his chest folded, he cut in out of frustration, "I think it's the third type."

"The third type? Why?" Hero asked with great interest.

"You said that Finn is a treacherous old man, right?" Kita Yumen snorted and looked at Hero with squinted eyes.

"It must be as cunning as you. It used a little trick to make you unable to react. Not only will it snatch people away in front of you, but it will also laugh at you after achieving its goal, so it is three."

"..." Hero blinked, then smiled, "Thank you for your compliment, I am very happy."

"..."

The teasing didn't work out, but instead he was sent to the first army, Bei Yumen wrinkled his nose, lay down on the back of the chair, and snorted.

Bei Yumen's thoughts were basically the same as his. It is impossible for Ibis to be so careless, and his friendship with Fine was not very good. It would be better to say that both parties knew how deep their hostility towards each other was.Therefore, it is understandable that Ibis would make such a provocation.

"Not only that, but there is also a chance to disrupt our position..." Feilong came to his senses and frowned, "Is that so? Your Majesty."

"Well, maybe! They're going to know what's there, and they know what we're looking at."

"..." Feilong was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately said, "Then please send me to stop—"

"No, no need." Herro waved his hand to tell him not to worry, "I've already thought about the candidate."

Bei Yumen looked at He Luo's sly smile, and he had a bad feeling.

But he didn't object to this premonition.

"You want to call Fujikawa again?"

"And you." He Luo said with a smile on Mimi, "To prevent Fujikawa from worrying about you again and getting out of control, let's go together this time."

"..."

It sounds so nice, but when he went to Verzhov, he didn't even stop himself from sneaking away.

But no matter, since all the personnel sent out were wiped out, Beiyumen didn't want Hero to continue to waste manpower, not to mention that every one of them was human life, even if he died for the country, he didn't want to continue to see it.

It's about his own business, so he can figure out a way for himself.

"Does it mean that Fujikawa's training is coming to an end?" Kita Mimon asked with a sigh of relief.

"Well, because there will be no results." Herro continued, "Although he brought it up to me, his condition is not good, and Ryan should go back to the north."

"..."

Kita Yumon didn't speak, even Herro knew that Fujikawa's condition was not good, how could he who was closest to him not know.

"You should have some idea of ​​what the cause is, right?"

Herro stared at him and said without hesitation,

"Don't let yourself get into trouble again, he will blame himself to the point of going crazy. If Fujikawa falls into the devil's way, it will be a big deal."

The way of magic, as the name suggests, is to fall into the darkness, the mind is occupied by too many negative emotions, and finally use necromantic magic to achieve one's own goals, and necromantic magic is different from dark magic, it is a kind of eroding one's soul Magic, the more negative it is, the faster it erodes, and the result is that it loses its own soul.It is not like dark magic, as long as one's own ability is sufficient, one can control it.

This is the easiest end for knights, not to mention that Fujikawa is a descendant of Templar knights, and it will be even worse if he falls into the devil's way.

"..." Frowning, Bei Yumen took a while before speaking, "I see."

"It takes one day to get to Mellenbine from here, and it takes about two days to go further east."

Hero said leisurely, "If possible, let's go as soon as possible."

A few minutes later, after seeing off Beiyumen, Feilong spoke hesitantly.

"Your Majesty, is it really all right? If you send Fujikawa..."

"do not know."

Leaning on the sofa, Herro lowered his head, shaking it.

Ferron waited for his answer, but Hero asked inappropriately, "Tell me, is Hughes in the room now?"

"..."

"He should be on the high platform on the west side of the third floor."

Surprisingly, it was Nuo Jiu who answered Herro.

"When you want to hide from His Majesty, he will always be there."

"... how do you know?" Hiro asked back.

Nuo Jiu spoke lightly, and Hero couldn't help laughing at the answer.

"Only when His Majesty is mentioned, the black aura around Hughes will condense very quickly."

"Really?" Herro suddenly laughed happily, "That's great, hahahaha!"

"..."

You will be hated by people like this, Your Majesty...

Feilong, who was standing aside, was very helpless and could only sigh.

When the night ushered in, Fujikawa had already received a notification from Hero.

When he returned to the room, he saw Beiyumen who seemed to be busy walking up and down.

Seeing him looking at Yaoguo and materials hesitating is very cute, he couldn't help laughing, and his soft laughter aroused Bei Yumen's attention.

"Ah, you're back." Kita Mimon held an apple and an orange in each of his hands, he pouted, "Exactly, which one do you like better?"

"..."

How could he have the déjà vu feeling that his wife was about to cook?

Fujikawa smiled dotingly, "I like all the ones you use. If you are hesitant, choose Apple."

"okay!"

In response, Kita Mimon nodded happily. He really couldn't make a decision, but fortunately Fujikawa gave him an answer.

Leaving him busy all by himself, Fujikawa waited until he came over with the brewed fruit tea, then carefully pulled him to sit beside him.

"You didn't refuse Herro to let us go to Mellenbein?"

Fujikawa cut straight to the point, while carefully holding the cup handed over by Kita Mimon, the faint apple fragrance permeated his heart, and he couldn't help but take a sip. The appropriate sweetness soothed his emotions, and it didn't burn his tongue. The temperature also warms the body in the cold air.

"Well, after all, it seems that many people died in order to study the weapons of Ibis."

Bei Yumen admitted decisively, and raised his eyes innocently, "Don't you want to?"

"How could it be?" Fujikawa stretched out a hand and gently patted his head, "I'm just worried that you will be in danger again, I'm afraid that I..."

——I'm afraid I can't protect you.

Fujikawa hesitated to speak, the gray in the blue eyes looked a little sad, and he swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking.

"..."

After hesitating for a while, Bei Yumen put the cup on the table, and held the palm that was gently touching his head with both hands.

"I promise you, the same thing will never happen again next time."

He frowned, with a serious expression, only worried that he would not be able to convey his heart well,

"I won't let my magic power run out, I won't be taken advantage of by the enemy, and I won't act secretly again."

"Don't show such a sad expression, it's not your fault, I will take good care of myself, absolutely, never again..."

The more he wanted to speak clearly, the more he was at a loss. He didn't know how to express it, so he could only hold Fujikawa's hand tightly, with helplessness written between his brows.

How can he make it clear?How can he fully convey his meaning?He just doesn't want Fujikawa to blame himself.

"So... so..." Kita Yumen pursed his lips, his face almost wrinkled, "Don't blame yourself..."

"..."

Fujikawa was stunned for a long time.

It wasn't until Bei Yumen pulled his sleeve that he came back to his senses, looking at that worried face, just now Bei Yumen's words flooded into his mind again.

"Are you worried about me?"

He said softly, rubbed his palm against Bei Yumen's cheek again, and gently removed his frowning brows with his fingertips.

"sorry that I had you worried."

"Fujikawa, I really—"

Kita Mimon wanted to say something, but Fujikawa interrupted him, "I know, I know what you want to say."

"So don't make that expression either." Fujikawa smiled, pinching Kita Mimon's cheek with little force, "I like you smiling."

"That, that... that's okay?" Kita Mimon blinked, "Don't, don't fall into the devil's way..."

He said the latter sentence very quietly, but Fujikawa heard it clearly.

He was stunned for a second and then smiled helplessly, "Herro told you?"

Kita Mimon nodded honestly, "Yeah."

"..."

Sighing, Fujikawa embraced Kita Mimon in his arms.

He had to admit that it wasn't that he hadn't thought about it before, and he even thought that he must have a way to control that unknown but extremely dangerous force.

But no, he knew that this was not what Bei Yumen wanted, if he did that, things would get out of hand.

The result he ushered in was something he would definitely regret.

Fujikawa didn't speak for a while, and Kita Yumon didn't dare to speak, until Fujikawa laughed lightly, and the vibration from his chest was transmitted to Kita Yumen's heart.

"What are you laughing at?" Kitamimon raised his head slightly, looking at Fujikawa's face.

"It's nothing." Fujikawa said with a smile, "I'm just thinking that I finally got revenge for being suppressed and beaten by Ryan for a month today, and I feel good."

Fujikawa tilted his head slightly, the corners of his raised mouth were full of confidence, and his slightly squinted eyes were full of indulgence, like a warm ocean, the ash that had been sad just now had disappeared without a trace, and his profile was still clean and neat. Yan, beautiful curves of the neck and shoulders and collarbone.

No matter how many times he has seen this scene, he still finds Fujikawa incredibly sexy.

Bei Yumen couldn't help but put his hands up, let his eyes be at the same height as Fujikawa, and put his forehead against his forehead affectionately.

After a while, Fujikawa moved first, and he lightly kissed the thin lips not far away.

"Thank you, Lil."

"...Thank you, I can't help you at all."

"Nothing, you helped a lot."

"..." Bei Yumen muttered with his mouth flattened, "The fruit tea is going to be cold, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

"It's okay, I'll finish it."

Fujikawa smiled, rubbed against Bei Yumen's ear clingily, and said in a low voice, "Before that, let me taste you first."

"...Fuji, Fujikawa!"

In an instant, Bei Yumen's ears were as red as something, and his cheeks were as warm red as the apple he just picked up.

Fujikawa smiled happily, the haze in his heart was swept away just because of Kita Mimon's few words.

It will be fine this time too.

That's right, it will go smoothly in the future——