Sigfried was still seen later. Lot let him hide in the woods, but he visited Tarina out of guilt.
Tarina still has alien elements flowing through her body, so she can feel Siegfried from a long distance away.
She ran out like crazy again, Charles and a group of territorial knights chased after her nervously. She pushed aside the bushes and walked into an open forest clearing. The people around her held their breath in amazement—a silver-white unicorn stood in the clearing!
The unicorn bowed its head to the girl, as if bowing to salute, or bowing its head in apology. Tarina staggered over and leaned her head on the unicorn's body. The unicorn slowly lowered its body and lay down on the grass, letting the girl lie on its neck in a relaxed manner.
When asked about this passage, Charles recalled: Talina and the unicorn were talking in a way he couldn't understand, with spots of light around them, and the unicorn's eyes were full of tears. When tears fell on Talina's forehead, Talina's breathing gradually became calmer, and her face turned from pale to rosy...
When she stood up again, Tarina had regained her former healthy look. She curtseyed to the unicorn, and walked lightly back to Charles.
The unicorn also stood up and said in human language and voice, "It's good to see you are safe and well, sweet children. I want to apologize to you, I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry, I can't make up for the damage." , I will repent for this for the rest of my life.”
After speaking, he turned around and went into the depths of the jungle. A few knights followed curiously and pushed aside the leaves, but they couldn't find his back.
People don't know what the unicorn means by "make up for the hurt" and "repent". There have been rumors of forest guardians in this area since ancient times. Maybe the unicorn is an overly serious and responsible mountain god? Maybe he thought he didn't protect the area well and apologized for it with tears? In the end, no one knew what was going on.
After returning to Silver Falcon Castle, Tarina suddenly felt hungry. She was too weak these days and didn't eat anything along the way. The eastern sky had just turned white, and it wasn't time for breakfast, so she had to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. Tarina didn't want to bother the tired maid, so she decided to find something to eat herself. Charles was worried about letting his younger sister, who had just recovered, run around alone, so he insisted on following.
At this time, Lotte was sitting at the long table in the kitchen, humming a song and eating hot muffins dipped in whipped cream. When Talina pushed the door open, a candle at the end of the long table was blown out by the cold wind from the door opening, and the room was suddenly dark. The girl moved her finger, and the fire suddenly lit up again.
With a muffin in his mouth, Lotte looked at her in surprise, and Charles who was following her was also taken aback. Tarina blushed and asked them to keep it a secret, something she had only just learned to do.
Mr. Unicorn taught her some tricks to help her turn her illness into a talent.
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Boris was sound asleep when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.
The wooden door was kicked open, and the latch and the door frame fell off together. Lott stood stiffly at the door, his body maintaining a posture as if he was saving people in a fire. Fortunately, it was already dawn, and Boris could see the comer clearly when he tilted his head, otherwise he would have almost cast a spell to defend himself.
"What are you doing?" The mage sat up, put on his clothes, and took a few deep breaths, "Fortunately, I am twenty years old... If I were still eighty-four years old, I must have had a heart attack just now..."
Lot stepped over the corpse of the wooden door unceremoniously, and naturally sat beside Burris' bed: "I passed by your room and heard you talking in your sleep, mixed with uncomfortable groans. You must be having a nightmare Yes. I knocked on the door a few times and you didn't hear me and kept on moaning, so I just…”
"My lord, the fright you gave me is worse than a nightmare." Boris leaned on the head of the bed, still not recovering.
Lott didn't speak, just kept staring at him. Burris waited for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What can you do?"
"I'm waiting for you to continue sleeping," Lotte grinned, "I know you haven't rested enough, so go on sleeping. I'll stay here this time, and you won't have any more nightmares."
"My lord, you woke me up by scaring me, completely destroyed the door of my room, and sat beside me staring at me, how could I continue to sleep?"
"You have to learn to get used to it," Lott said frankly, "of course not used to being woken up... This is my fault, and I will reflect on it. I mean, you have to learn to get used to being stared at by me. The time we spend together is still Not enough, I will definitely stare at you in the future, what if you are not used to it."
Burris clearly felt that his IQ had temporarily dropped again. He stared blankly at Lott, unable to speak a word, his language ability seemed to be destroyed along with the wooden door.
Seeing that the master had no intention of continuing to sleep, Lott took advantage of the opportunity to chat: "What did you dream about?"
"What did I say in my sleep?"
"I didn't understand most of them. There seems to be a 'roof' or something? It sounds uncomfortable anyway."
Burris recalled that the last image in his mind before he woke up was a tornado...
He squeezed the space between his brows: "I seem to have dreamed of Hilda Academy, where I was a teacher when I was young. There was an accident in the Academy, which was caused by warlocks... maybe because I have encountered troubles about warlocks now, so I just dreamed of the academy."
"Warlock?" Lot asked, "Isn't that academy a mage school?"
"Occasionally they also cooperate with some warlocks to help students study elements and the like. Once, a warlock accidentally knocked over the roof of the auditorium, and the instructors protected the students in time without causing too serious consequences, but this incident The follow-up of the incident was quite a headache... A student was injured, but she was the fiancee of the prince of Sandonia Kingdom. So this matter became more and more troublesome. Myself and his teacher... Everyone has their own grievances, and they are constantly blaming others, and the normal teaching order of the college has been seriously affected... During those days, I was upset and couldn't sleep every day."
Lott loves hearing this kind of thing the most: "What happened next?"
"The Sandnians want to sentence the warlock, the castellan wants to take this opportunity to reduce the power of the academy, the warlock thinks the mages should take more responsibility, the mages think the castellan is weak and incompetent... In short, it's a mess. However, in the end, the It was solved slowly. There is nothing to say about the solution, it just depends on negotiating again and again. During this process, some mages took the opportunity to make suggestions, hoping that warlocks can also build a self-discipline system like mages, so as to facilitate the exchange of experience among colleagues , It can also be used to gain the trust and understanding of the outside world... Of course the warlocks will object, they despise this kind of system. They think that spellcasters should be free, not restricted by bureaucracy and secularism. In their words, wizards are It's not enough to trade dignity for benefits, and it's not enough to sell one's own people, but you also have to play the warlock's idea... "
Luo Te nodded: "Indeed, warlocks love to be alone, and they are more rejected than mages... This sounds like a lot of trouble. But you were not a school manager at the time, right? You just need to watch the fun, why would you?" Insomnia every day?"
"This... because I was involved in it later," Boris said, "The warlock is right, many mages just want to take this opportunity to restrain the warlocks. They are too loose, and the mages always feel that they are unstable factors... I also held this view at the time. One day, the warlocks suddenly mentioned me at the negotiation meeting, and they found out my identity—I came from the north of the Khiva River, and I was once an apprentice of the necromancer Yriel."
"so what?"
"That's a stain that I can't wash off," Burris shook his head. "In fact, it is generally believed that I didn't even think about 'washing'. Because I have been continuing to study necromancy, and I have never given up on what I learned from Yriel. knowledge."
Lott moved his butt quietly, and got closer and closer to Burris calmly: "You haven't changed your name and surname, and you can live freely, which means that no one has condemned you."
Boris said: "Actually, it's not... After I separated from you, I didn't dare to go back to the north for many years, I didn't dare to enter Uld, and I didn't dare to approach the city of the North Star... until I participated in the expedition to save the Gem Forest. Free City Fesisit and the Austrian Federation jointly sponsored me, and the Northern Star City completely revoked the wanted arrest of me. Many people think that I am still a dangerous person, that I am very ambitious, and that I am a mediator among the powerful. I found a few backings for myself... That's what those warlocks thought. They pointed out that since the academy allows people like me to teach and the city allows people like me to live, then the city lords and mages have no position to supervise the 'dangerous spellcasting' Behavior'."
Lot secretly grabbed the mage's shoulder: "What happened later? Did they fire you?"
"No. Later, the church, the city lord, and the Sandenians reached a settlement and made some compromises with each other, and the matter ended like this. In the end, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the warlocks at all... At the tea party after the reconciliation, they did not Those two warlocks weren't invited. Of course, they didn't invite me either, and I wasn't a big shot back then."
"Uh, so the accusations of the warlocks don't seem to affect you at all?"
"No," Burris said. "Looking back, I feel like my insomnia was worthless. But when I was in it, I couldn't help it."
Lott thought for a while: "I have read such a saying in a book. When you are worried about something, usually things will turn around after three days. When you look back on the fourth day, you feel that your There's no need to worry."
"That's what it means, it doesn't have to be the standard 'three days'..." Boris's brain doesn't seem to be working very well now. He lowered his head and unconsciously twisted the buttons of his cloak, but he didn't even notice Lott's arm ring. on his shoulders, "But if you think about it carefully, this is not right. The person who said this is kind, he wants to strengthen the person who is in worry, but... as long as something happens, it is impossible to leave no trace Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. Even if there is a turnaround, even if the thing is over, it will leave a mark on you. You can only carry on with these marks."
Lott tried very hard to figure out what Burris meant. The mage was too reserved, as if it would be embarrassing to speak up.
Lott asked: "Then is it... the academy didn't fire you, but everyone pushed you out because of it?"
"It doesn't count," Burris smiled wryly, "Can you imagine this situation... No one hates you, everyone can accept you, but in fact no one will really get close to you. I have understood since then Well, as long as I'm 'Burris Gershaw,' I'll always be."
These words made Lott a little happy: "So you are not Boris now, your identity is Koref. Now I rely on you to get very close."
He imitated the mage's implicit expression: "People are as phototropic as bugs. People accept you because you shine...I mean your ability and achievements, not the top of your head before. And people don't really They are close to you because you have the shadow cast by the White Tower of the Icefield. They like your light and hate your shadow, so they are neither willing to stay away from you nor approach you."
Boris was silent for a while, and asked: "My lord, don't be angry if I ask you... Did you copy what you said just now from a romantic novel, or did you think of it yourself?"
"Of course I thought of it myself! Why do you think I copied it?"
"Because... it's nothing, it's just a little accident." Burris couldn't say why. Lotte has always liked to analyze others, but in the past his words were more straightforward and shameless, but now he suddenly becomes beautiful...
Lott said proudly: "To sum up, I have come to a conclusion."
"What conclusion?"
"You are not suitable for being with humans at all, only for being with me."