Regnar suddenly knocked Annelotte away, but his own eyes almost hit the blade.
"Villes, those two children are innocent after all..." The old voice sounded again.
"Elon." Villeless roared through gritted teeth: "Elon!!!"
"I've been here for so many years..." Elon sighed and said, "Have I finally come here?"
"Let me go! Let me go!" Villes, who had always been calm and rational, was acting like a madman at this time, with his eyes wide open and a beast-like roar coming from his mouth.
"Okay, let's make a break today." Elon said with a bit of bitterness, and his figure also appeared next to Villes, slowly turning from virtual to real.
"I'm going to kill you!" Villes suddenly moved, and his dagger pierced Elon's heart, while Elon just stood there, looking at his child with complicated eyes.
Villeless's dagger pierced Elon's chest, but Elon's body was penetrated by the dagger but no blood flowed out.
"An illusion?" Velez's face became increasingly gloomy.
"No, kid, I'm right here." As if to prove it, Elon reached out and gently hammered Velez's shoulder.
Villes was stunned because this action was so familiar to him.
Although the young Verres had three-quarters of the elven blood, he did not have the magical talent that the elves should have. At that time, both the human mage and his father asserted that if he practiced magic, his power would eventually It will stop at the peak of the mid-level mage, and it will not even be able to reach the high level. This was something that Verles could not accept at that time, because his parents were both extremely powerful mages and the most powerful magic professors at the Stoke Empire Magic Academy.
In the human country of Stoke, which advocates magic, the Magic Academy has gathered the best human mages from the entire continent. The child of two magic professors turned out to be a loser. This was almost a popular joke at the Stoke Empire Magic Academy nearly a hundred years ago. Villeless spent his childhood in such contempt and indifference.
Since then, Elon has often used this gesture to encourage him. Every time Elon does this move, he uses magic to inject a burst of heat energy into Velez. It is a warm current of encouragement and pride, and Villeless will feel this warm current with all his heart every time. They slowly flow into the limbs and bones like the hot soup that my mother carefully brewed for me in the cold winter, bringing me confidence and strength. And every time his father did this to him, Villes could always bounce back from failure and cold eyes.
Today, the long-lost warmth flowed through Villes' body once again, as if it had traveled through decades of time and long-sealed memories.
For a brief moment, Villes, who had entered the holy realm and thought that his psychological defenses had been polished to perfection, also briefly lost his mind. How long has it been...how long has it been since I experienced the feeling of warmth? Although he was looked down upon by all the teachers and students of the Magic Academy, Verles never felt inferior at all. Even if he finally decided to completely abandon the noble magic and go to the vulgar path of fighting spirit, he never questioned himself at all! Because his parents always believed in their children, because they always encouraged him. No matter how much those cold and bitter people despised him, the two top mages of the Magic Academy never doubted him. So what reason do you have for yourself to remain weak
But after losing consciousness, Verles felt as cold and desperate as falling into an ice cave. Because those things that once supported my continuous efforts and struggles have been completely shattered. No, not only broken, they have even become Villes' inner demons and nightmares for decades. And all of this is caused by... Elon! ! !
"Why!!!" Velez roared like a wounded wolf, and he swung the knife again, full of anger and resentment. Why is this so? If the ethnic group doesn't agree with the mother, wouldn't it be good to convince them? If you can't be convinced, wouldn't it be better to leave with your mother? Why? Why? Why did you choose to abandon your mother who has been with you for hundreds of years? Why did you turn a blind eye to my son who was training outside? Why did you abandon everyone without saying a word, and just returned to your damn tribe
go to hell! go to hell! It was you who ruined everything for me, it was you who ruined everything for my mother, it was you! It's all you! ! !
Villeless's dagger slashed across Elon's throat, but just like last time, Elon seemed to be a phantom. He never bled or was injured.
Elon looked at Villeless, who had experienced nearly a hundred years of vicissitudes of life, with guilt and pity. President? teacher? Sanctuary Assassin? A scheming villain? neither. He's just... He's just my only child, Elon.
Elon was silent for a moment, and then replied as if he had made up his mind: "Because... I died a long time ago... more than twenty years ago."
Velez's originally red eyes regained some clarity, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"
"I died a long time ago, more than 20 years ago." Elon repeated, his handsome face that had a bit of vicissitudes of life aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. The elf elder closed his eyes in pain. While resisting the inexplicable pain, he said: "My child, I can only answer your questions for a limited time. Please solve your doubts as soon as possible! At most, there are only two questions... "
"Are they heretics..." Villeless said a word that neither Regner nor Annelotte could understand. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked the first question: "Have you ever abandoned your mother?!"
"No, you have asked me this question countless times, and my answer has never changed." Elon said: "There is no cost to answer this question, but if you ask the reason..."
"I understand, you don't need to remind me." Velez's brain was running wildly. He carefully thought about the information he had worked so hard to collect today, trying to piece together these fragments of information into a complete pattern.
"Didn't that battle have nothing to do with you?" Villes asked the first question.
"Mel's spell didn't work completely, and the Shadow of Naraku couldn't completely subdue his soul. Your mother and I lived in seclusion nearby. We didn't want to get involved in this matter at first, but when we saw that he would be fully resurrected soon with the wishing spell, , we took action. In order to subdue him, I died." Elon answered the first question, and then he looked a little older again, and even spit out a mouthful of blood. Elon looked at Villes, and then smiled: "The fact that I was hurt means that your point of view has been shaken. My child, everything I said is true."
"I can judge for myself whether it's true or not!" Villes roared.
After a brief silence, Villeless tentatively asked a second question: "Why did mother die?"
"This question... you have already guessed it, haven't you? It's just that you don't want to admit it." Elon smiled and then replied: "Without her, my existence would not have been able to survive today. Heretics and necromancy are inextricably linked. The connection, and she is the most powerful necromancer I have ever seen..."
"This... this is impossible..." Villes grabbed his hair in horror. He tore it over and over again and murmured: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! It can't be like this! Why didn't you come earlier? explain!"
"I originally existed to stop him, but today..." Elon thought with a wry smile: "You can't let your child become the source of all evil, right?"
"Impossible! You lied! That's not the case!" Villes roared loudly, including the initial one. Elon had only answered three questions from Villes so far, but the answers to these three questions made Villes The hatred, anger, and planning over the past twenty years have all become a joke! Villeless wanted to deny what Elon said, but his instinct told him that this was the truth.
"..." Elon was silent. He waved his hand to put Villes into a deep sleep, then recited a spell, and Villes disappeared out of thin air.