Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

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Olin recited the incantation, and the mirror surface flashed with magical ripples like water waves. Karas felt his breath sink, his wings felt pain, and various contract marks appeared on the body in the mirror.The contract is the secret of the devil, and its traces only appear in special magical environments.

Callas looked up, and Orin's throat had a black rose symbolizing Feliaia.On the wings are clockwise golden rings representing Ain.

Karas murmured: "The contract with my family, I'm so envious..."

"The contract is only commemorative..." Olin picked up the herbal bowl and sniffed it, "The contract with mother is "accompanying".Sometimes I think it's too late to meet you.I want to take you to see your mother, but she is no longer there. "

"We can visit the grave on Advent."

"Ah."

"What is the contract with His Majesty?"

Olin replied flatly: "Peace means no rebellion. "

What a practical contract, Karas asked: "Is this contract still valid?"

Olin shook his head: "After careful consideration, Ain and I expressed our desire to cancel the contract. But at the level of magic, once a contract is established, it cannot be canceled, and we cannot completely violate the rules of magic. If I break the contract, I will Punishment at the magical level. Ain has also accepted it, and he is prepared for it."

Dangerous peace.

"Is there no contract with the mentor?" Callas asked casually.

Olin's expression was ugly: "I don't have that qualification."

Contracts only exist between magicians, and Ellowyn has no record of signing contracts between magicians and gods.

Callas blurted out: "Are you... willing to sign a contract with me?"

Olin looked down at the herbal bowl: "After you leave office."

"Can't you do it now..."

Olin shook his head: "Don't do things that break the rules."

"what do you want?"

"I want you to be happy."

Orin laughed, his expression somewhat posturing on Callas's lovely young body.

"What about you?" Callas asked.

"I hope you will come to me in the next life..." Olin raised the herbal bowl and observed the flow of the liquid, "full of selfish requests."

"Oh oh oh, I'll come."

"Oh oh oh, I can't seem to fall in love with anyone other than you..." Olin explained, "I've lived a long time, and aging always brings all kinds of inertia. Speaking of aging, my body. Does it let Are you tired?"

"Not really..." Karas continued to observe the beautiful face in the mirror, "and the cracks no longer increased. Obviously after the spiritual exchange, I no longer worry about what you think about."

"Oh, oh, that's good. How about the pain?" Olin brought the prepared herbs to the vanity mirror.

"Because the formation of fissures has slowed down, the pain is not very obvious..." Karas took the plate and took a fork. "Oh, it's delicious. You still have this skill."

At some point, they had the same mouth craving, as if they were supposed to be born together from the origin of chaos.

"When Anna is away, I make herbal medicine myself..." Olin sat on the bed, "It's getting late, I want to go to bed first, I haven't slept well recently... Maybe you can sleep well with your body."

Karas finished eating the herbal medicine in a hurry, and the pain in his body gradually disappeared.He touched Olin—his original body, and various things to do in the future emerged in his mind: writing letters to the emperor and the prime minister, informing Olin of his illness, and informing him of the month-long exchange of spirits.

Maybe this is the influence of Olin's thinking. When Karas and Olin are making out in private, they don't think about official affairs.

...really different, Karas thought.But he did not have the illusion of invading or being invaded, but entered another wonderful space and a different field.

Orin snuggled up to Karas, his left hand at the base of his tail.Callas knew how to use the tail by virtue of his body's muscle memory, he wagged his tail and held it up in front of him.

The tail is smooth and powerful without a single curl.Callas felt relieved after seeing it.

"It's so warm..." Olin hugged his tail in a daze, "So the warmth of body temperature is like this..."

Callas hugged Olin subconsciously: "Your body temperature is a little higher than that of ordinary people. It is really difficult to feel the warmth of others."

"I didn't expect that..." Olin sighed, "The body temperature is also an unexpected gain. I..."

"So, you can think of my feelings. Usually when you hug me, I will feel the same body temperature and the same warmth."

"Really..." Olin smiled wryly.

"Don't leave this bad habit on my body..." Callas pinched Orin's face.

"My body temperature...is it unbearable for humans?"

"How come, it's just right, like the company of hibernation."

Callas looked out the window. It was late autumn, with rustling leaves and a bleak wind.

"Really..." Orin rubbed his face against Karas.

"Ah!" Callas came back to his senses and hugged him, "You are so cute!"

"It's really a narcissistic compliment..." Aurin couldn't hide his pride in his smile, "It's nice to be young. Even if this body is acting like a baby, there won't be any surprise."

"In exchange, you can act like a baby."

"Haha, I can't pass my own level."

Callas's mind flashed back to the first time they met in the palace, when Orin cried in front of His Majesty the Emperor.

"But you act like a spoiled child to His Majesty..."

"Last time at the palace? It was acting. You want me to act on you?"

"Forget it, I love you..." Callas kissed Olin's forehead, "Get well soon."

Olin narrowed his eyes, as if he still had more to say, and Karas felt the same way. He kissed him down, and Olin responded to him gently, with a dazed sound.

Callas felt warmth and intimacy envelop him.Ah, it turns out that kissing your lover is like kissing yourself.

Olin patted Karas with a wry smile: "Don't continue, I don't want to mess with myself, it's too weird. I don't hate you, but I don't want to see my own face. It seems... I'm staring at the continuation of other people's lives."

Olin was very concerned that he had completely inherited his father Gore's face, so he also encountered a lot of trouble.

In terms of responsibilities, Olin shared part of the work of the prime minister, including magic and craftsmanship, so "continuation of other people's lives" is not empty talk.

Callas blurted out: "But, I love you, you are not a continuation of someone else's life."

Olin froze for a while, Karas also felt awkward seeing his body stiff like a statue in front of him.

"I know..." Olin raised his head and forced a kiss on Karas's lips.

The kiss was too forced, and Karas felt that there was some invisible knife behind Olin's back, forcing him to kiss him, otherwise he would be terrified.

"I know what caused the rift..." Orin said softly.

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Karas hesitated for a moment: "If the cause of the rift is a secret, you don't have to rush to tell it."

Orin lay on the bed and let out a long breath.Karas couldn't help scratching Olin's chin, because when Karas was a black-faced cat, he liked being scratched.Orin narrowed his eyes like a petted cat, contentedly enjoying it.

"Is it better?" Callas asked.

Olin stretched his waist: "Maybe, it seems that from you, I feel that I am not so annoying. This old body is still useful."

Karas stared at Olin, under the candlelight, the wheat-colored body shimmered.

"Then, let me talk about the cause of the rift."

Karas listened to his own voice narrating something that was no different from treason.

Olin said: "I once summoned monsters and wanted to smash the palace. But it failed. I found that if you want to overthrow Ain, only using the army of monsters is far from enough."

Callas resisted the urge to cover Orin's mouth.

Olin lay on the bed, as naturally as if plotting a rebellion: "So I thought of a question, how to make an army?"

Countless unorthodox thoughts flashed through Karas' mind, and finally he focused on one point.

"Husbands..." Callas blurted out.

"That's right, the hussars..." Olin snapped his fingers, "The hussars are the army led by Wei Bo, but they are not creatures, but crystallized gem magic, similar to my golem."

Callas remembered that the hussars were armies made of gems, powered by magic.

Vibo brought hussars to Earth from Fomalhaut, but the way to make them has long been lost, so there is no way to recruit hussars.Their combat power is unmatched, so they are the most expensive army of Ellowyn.

Olin added: "I can't make a hussar as good as a hussar, but gems can greatly enhance the combat performance of the puppet. I first strengthened Max with gems, and then asked a hussar from Weibo to test. The performance of the Max is comparable to that of the Hussar."

"It's really a creative invention..." Callas sighed.

"So this has become a problem for me..." Olin pointed to the horns on Karas' head, "Because I discovered the strengthening properties of gems for rebellion. I put it on hold for a long time, and recently heard some strange rumors .”

"what?"

Olin hooked his fingers to Karas, and Karas couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment as he watched his body make such a charming tease.

When his body was infused with Orin's charm, he felt