Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

, and I'm retiring. "

Karas also smiled: "It just so happens that my temple needs a priest. Would you like to accompany me after retirement? I need you..."

Here comes the real business.

Olin: "Of course I am happy to provide political advice. However, I want to forget some heavy secrets, such as the prohibition of death and god succession.

If you do me this favor, I'll consider going to your shrine.Of course, I ask to work when the sun rises and to rest at dusk. "

Karas blinked, and clear tears flowed down: "Forget? That means you have to forget some time with me, do you want to forget me too?"

Orin froze, and Karas threw himself into his arms, whimpering.

Olin's mind went blank for a long time, until his nightgown was soaked with tears.

"Okay, okay..." Olin patted Callas on the back, "Forget what I just said."

"Wow——" Karas cried out, "You want to forget me, just because of a little bad thing! I was eaten by soldiers, blown to pieces, and starved to death on the way to exile, I didn't think about it I want to forget you!"

"I will never forget the memories with you, good or bad."

"Wow - woo -"

"No, no..." Orin frowned, feeling like a complete jerk, "For your poor sleep, I promise I won't forget you. Go to sleep."

As Karas cried, Orin whispered a spell, using up the last discipline magic in his life.Because his life is cursed to avoid death, discipline magic is especially precious.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Callas was crying, but Orin fell asleep first, because the discipline magic was very expensive.

His sleep was near coma.Vaguely, he felt that he couldn't lose this relationship. After all, Karas had endured him for too long, so he had to do something.

When Orin woke up, Karas had disappeared, and there was a transparent bottle beside the bed, and the light was blooming inside. It was the remaining stars, very much like his tangled and broken heart.

149. Chapter 149

Rose Castle Palace, Orin's room.

Olin leaned against the bed, lowered his eyes, the boots Ain was wearing today were of a good style, but there was some mud, obviously he came back from a field in a hurry.What on earth would be worth the haste of His Majesty the Emperor of Ellowyn?

Ain opened his mouth: "Karas has submitted his resignation to the Wizards Association in Settrum, and he wants to leave Ellowyn."

Orin still lowered his head, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

"He came back to Ellowyn because of you..." Ain sat next to Orin and put his arms around his shoulders, "Now do you understand?"

Olin sighed, but didn't answer.

"The Association of Magicians rejected Callas' resignation..." Ain said again, "Bring him back, I need him to ascend to the throne and complete the plan as planned."

Olin smiled wryly: "I'm about to retire, so I need someone else to do this."

Ain's tone was firm and could not be refused: "This is an official business."

The childhood room instantly became hideous, and Olin remained calm, got up and went out, feeling that he had been deprived of his last place in the world.

Orin walked through two corridors and returned to the courtyard of the palace. Flowers were blooming in the courtyard in early summer. Karas sat alone on the bench with two ancient books spread out on his lap.

——Is it so easy to find?Olin thought.

Karas raised his head and saw Olin coming, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come out in your pajamas?"

Orin froze, forgetting that he had just woken up and talked about business, and was momentarily negligent.Callas closed the ancient book, took off his coat and put it on Olin.

"Let's go back to the room..." Callas said, naturally holding Orin's hand.

Olin said softly, "Don't go...it's not official business."

"Go? Where are you going?" Callas asked in confusion.

"Didn't you...submit your resignation to the Association of Magicians?"

"Oh, that, that is the promotion process..." Karas replied, "I won't leave, you are not well yet."

Olin instantly felt that he was being tricked, and Ain's attitude was unquestionable.This is official business.But he didn't want to do it on official business.

Olin thought, regardless of this being the palace, he lowered his head and kissed Karas on the cheek.

"Hey!"

Karas immediately hugged Olin horizontally, and ran like a cat that has got meat.

"What a disrespectful cat..." Orin whispered into Karas's ear, before he fell asleep.He is so tired, and there is a reassuring embrace.

The thunder rang, and Olin woke up from his sleep, jumping up in a jerk, after all, thunder is always accompanied by bad memories.

Callas hugged him to keep him from falling off the bed.Olin came back to his senses in the hug, the room was still his childhood room, with his lovely lover beside him.

Old memories and reality merged together.Orin suddenly felt calm, as if he was in the peace and silence of the universe when he was born. He sighed and buried his face in the pillow.

Callas stroked Orin's hair, and the touch was familiar and wonderful.

"Come here..." Callas said softly, "Let me see you."

Orin rolled over and met Callas' amber eyes, which he saw caring and protective.

It was strange for a young man to feel such affection for him.His magic returned to its usual turmoil, his heart beat faster, and his throat became thirsty, as if tired from all night's work.

This is the feeling of love?Olin asked himself.For a long time, what he wanted was the love of being loved and protected, but he was already an old man in a high position, so longing for this kind of feeling would be extraordinarily perverted, as if the compensation he didn’t get in childhood was continuing to commit crimes, but his childhood There is no such thing.

Olin turned his face: "I'm tired, you go back."

Tears welled up in her big amber eyes.

"Okay, don't go..." Olin hurriedly tried to persuade Karas to stay, for fear that Karas would cry again.

Callas wiped his eyes and asked, "Are you still angry about that?"

Olin rubbed his neck. After seeing Callas's strength a few times, he admitted the gap in skills. He said that he was not angry.

What's more, the object of love easily defeated his opponent.The opponent is still a past lover, and the embarrassment is like an unstoppable bet, doubling up like crazy.

Orin curled his toes and scratched the inside of the quilt, where a castle seemed to be carved in no time.

"It's not a surprise to lose to you..." Orin replied.

"You are just angry, and you want to drive me away."

"Rather than being angry, it's more troublesome..." Olin rubbed the dark circles under his eyes, "My ability is the yardstick for the country's magicians. My loss to you proves that Ellowyn's magician industry needs to be rectified. I just I don't want to talk about business in my resting place."

Callas hugged Olin: "He still prevaricates me with business affairs."

Olin sighed: "I'm retiring soon, and that's not something I need to solve, but the successor officials will definitely come to seek my advice. You are enough, don't make me continue to think about official business."

"I didn't want to do that..." Callas said, "but I had an inappropriate idea at the time. It seemed that only by doing that could I prove one thing. Prove that I have the power to protect you."

Orin only felt pain in his chest and weakness in his legs, and he felt that way when the unicorn and the merman hugged him, a natural reaction to feeling love.

The instinctive reaction of the body cannot be hidden, but he is an official, and the official's tone can never be relaxed.

"Okay, okay, killing me to prove that you have the ability to protect me is really strange logic."

"But that's the only way to convince you," Callas said.

Callas was right, the easiest way to identify a magician's ability was to challenge.But it's not a question of method at all.

Orin knew very well that he had longed for an impossible emotion.But when this feeling really came, he felt conflicted again.

He didn't know the reason, but intense anxiety arose in his heart, and the magic power in his whole body also became disordered.

Karas sensed it, and just stroked Orin's shoulders and back: "Okay, don't worry about it. The logic of magic is anti-human, but I love you."

Orin smiled out of Karas' sight.People who needed him said they loved him, mother said so, Ain said so, but there was something purely true about it coming from Karas.

Olin felt the panic in his heart escalate, but his body calmed down involuntarily.He felt torn and subconsciously asked:

"You know what? The nature of my body."

"Well, a storage device for magical energy."

"Oh, that's much easier to say, it sounds inhumane. What are you doing in this country when you know everything?

Tossing the joy of lower creatures?While not many magicians have crossed that line, the gap in our abilities is obvious. "

Callas smiled and said, "No matter what you're made of, you understand that Callas the Magician is often criticized and never heard a word of thanks."

Olin sighed: "This is human nature."

"But only you said thank you to me, and only you gave me real and credible advice."

Orin stopped moving, letting Karas caress: "Erowin's basic etiquette education and court atmosphere are too bad."

Callas kissed, and the thunder was still roaring. Olin let Callas kiss, responded gently, and untied his nightgown.

Karas subconsciously stroked Olin's chest, and stopped as if he had been electrocuted: "You're not...in the right time."

After all, the devil's annual estrus