The night of the Passion Month (June) is not too hot yet, and the cool breeze brings refreshing feeling.
But in the hall of John's house, the coolness became deserted, with a bit of coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow, making people feel a deep sadness.
On the sofa made of mahogany, the family of four seemed silent and in no mood to communicate, as if they were stuck in memories of the past.
Alyssa used a handkerchief to wipe the tears that were falling secretly from time to time; Alvin's young face was gloomy, and his fists were clenched tightly when he thought about what he hated; Joel's intact right hand held a glass of strong wine, and he occasionally took a sip.
, but this biggest hobby besides music could not make him open his brows a little; John's expression was calm, with neither joy nor distortion, and the glass of wine held in his left hand did not diminish at all, like a stone statue.
"Hey, when people get older, they become soft-hearted and cannot accept the passing of life. When I was in Aderang District, I personally sent away good friends and neighbors, but they all recovered within a few days and returned to their original state.
Full of enthusiasm for life, like when old Evans died of illness, hey." Joel sighed jokingly to himself.
The Aderjan district is a slum, where many ordinary people at the lowest level live in precarious life, and there are also many men who simply sell their strength to support their families. Therefore, there are many people who suddenly fall ill and cannot get up again. The mortality rate is higher than that of the entire Alto.
The highest place. Joel and his family who came out from here are used to death and separation.
Alyssa glared at Joel and said with a cry: "How can they compare with little Evans? He is so young, not even twenty-one years old, and so talented, noble character, tenacious and hardworking
, is the best and most amazing musician. Wow, oh, oh, he doesn’t have a wife or children yet, and the bloodline of the Evans family is cut off like this."
After several years of aristocratic life, she has become much more refined in her speech.
"Hey, if this accident hadn't happened, we would have been able to attend Little Evans' wedding in about half a year." Joel sighed again. The concert, Natasha's performance at the funeral, and the two secretly dating in the middle of the night
Let him believe that as long as the Grand Duke does not object, the two young people, who are obviously in a passionate love, will definitely not wait to enter the wedding hall. And will the Grand Duke object to the normal marriage of His Royal Highness? Obviously not!
Such regret made the hall fall silent again, and then John stood up and comforted him in a calm tone: "Dad, Mom, you guys should go to bed early. Lucien certainly doesn't want you to get sick because of him in Heaven Mountain."
"Okay, since you said so, little John, let's go back upstairs to sleep." Joel stood up, patted John on the shoulder, and sighed again.
John, who has become a knight, is the backbone of the whole family, and his comfort is very effective, so Alisa put away her tears and warned him: "Little John, you should also go to bed early and don't squander your knight's body. In the Dark Mountains
When patrolling near the fortress, the stronger you are, the safer you will be, as there are many evil dark creatures and magicians there."
She originally didn't pay much attention to the worries instilled in her by other noble ladies, but this time Lucien Evans was killed by the evil magician "Professor", which made her really pay attention to this matter and worry about herself.
The eldest son, the area near the Dark Mountain Fortress is much more dangerous than Alto.
When he heard the word magician, John's hands trembled slightly, and then he hugged Alyssa: "Mom, don't worry, I will pay attention to myself. I can only be strict with myself and not indulge or slack off.
Only then can I become a second-level knight, and hopefully be promoted to a grand knight within ten years. Only in this way can I better fight against evil, and fight against damn devils, devils and magicians."
At the end of the sentence, John couldn't help but curse.
At this time, the cool breeze blowing in from the open window suddenly became louder, whining, like countless ghosts crying and howling. The outside suddenly became gloomy, and the moonlight disappeared. If it weren't for a few copper lamps in the hall,
The dim yellow light on the candlestick flickers uncertainly, and maybe the surrounding area will be completely dark and you will not be able to see your fingers.
"Who?" John sensed a bit of magic fluctuations from the wind, and at the same time noticed that someone was slowly walking down the stairs, so he stepped forward, drew out the extraordinary long sword placed on the coffee table, and stood firmly in front of Qiao Qiao.
Er, in front of Alisa and Alvin.
Because he didn't feel the opponent's intention to attack, and he was worried that if he stepped forward to fight, other enemies would attack from another corner, leaving his parents unprotected, so he chose to wait for help and notify them by shouting and asking.
Knights and soldiers stationed outside.
Compared with his experienced and outstanding brother, Ivan, who had only been training as a knight for a few years, seemed very green and confused. It was not until John stopped drinking that he came back to his senses. As a result, it took a lot of time to find his sword.
It took a long time, but with great difficulty, I was sweating profusely and holding my sword to protect the side.
The entire hall was unusually quiet, and John's shouts did not provoke any response. Only the sound of crisp and loud footsteps could be heard on the stairs, stepping, stepping, stepping on the ground as if stepping on people's hearts.
Alyssa pulled Joel's sleeve tightly, with a face full of fear, while Joel looked at John and Ivan worriedly. He and his wife were both in their forties, and had lived a comfortable and enjoyable aristocratic life for a few years.
Even if they die, there is no regret, but the sons are still so young and should have a better future.
"Who? Who?!" John asked without giving up. His strong will made his mood change from nervousness to calmness. This is a good area in the aristocratic district. There are many knights and great knights nearby, and even some nobles have angels in their homes.
Knights, plus patrolling night watchmen, the longer it takes, the better it is for their family.
A dim candlelight appeared at the corner of the stairs. John stared at it and blurted out:
"Lucien?!"
The person wearing a black dress, a bow tie, and holding a silver candlestick slowly coming down the stairs turned out to be the deceased Lucien Evans.
"Little Evans?!"
"Little Evans?!"
"Brother Lucien?!"
Joel, Alyssa and Alvin also saw the face of the visitor clearly. Under the candlelight, the familiar handsome face was quiet and heavy, and the complexion on the face was fair but not pale, full of the brilliance of life.
"It's me, Uncle Joel, Aunt Alisa, John, Alvin." Lucien tried his best to smile, which would help ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't smile no matter what.
Alisa exclaimed: "Little Evans, have you got the Lord's permission to come and visit us one last time before ascending to Heaven Mountain?" Having grown up in the Principality of Violet, she naturally found everything incomprehensible and inexplicable to her.
All things are attributed to God.
In excitement, she seemed to want to rush out.
"Mom, be careful, you are not Lucien! It is an evil magician who turned into Lucien to play with us!" John stopped Alyssa's impulse.
Under the suppression of Lucien's unabashed mental power, he could only barely defend himself.
"John, you are half right and half wrong. I am indeed Lucien Evans, but I am also a magician. I did not die, but took that opportunity to get rid of my identity as a musician." Lu
Sean stopped on the last staircase, because after Joel, Alyssa and Alvin heard John's words, they were panicked, disgusted and subconsciously stepped back, trying to distance themselves, while John was very
Be vigilant, it seems that you will swing your sword at any time, so it is best for everyone to keep a suitable distance.
This realization made Lucien's mood worsen a lot.
"Lucien is a magician, and he faked his death to escape?" John repeated, with anger on his face: "Asshole, you damn bastards, you damn magicians, after killing Lucien, you come to slander him.
Reputation! He has withstood the trial of the tribunal. He devotes himself wholeheartedly to music. He is pious, tenacious, tenacious, cheerful, optimistic, and a pure good man. How can he be a magician?!"
A series of adjectives established the image of Lucien in his heart.
Joel and others, who were a little hesitant and confused at first, were once again infected by John's determination and stared at Lucien with hatred.
John continued: "I am a knight. Don't I know that magicians have the ability to transform? Why did you turn into Lucien to slander him?"
"John, do you still remember the discussion about chivalry and creed before we fought back against the Aaron gang? Do you still remember what we said in the alley in the Aderjan district after defeating the Aaron gang? About traveling the continent, about kobolds
, can jackals eat words?" Lucien anticipated this situation and said calmly. No one would immediately believe that his friend who had just been buried suddenly came back to life and told him that everything was false.
, especially this is a world with magic.
John's eyes became surprised, but he quickly said in a deep voice: "What's the use of saying these things? There are many magical means to let you know these things from Lucien's mouth!"
Lucien has always admired the knight's firm will, but today he has a headache. The most important thing is that he doesn't know every bit of what happened before the time traveled. If he continues to rely on details to prove it, it will be easy to "prove" that he is a fake.
So he had to say: "John, you should know very well that it is difficult to ask every detail of these small things by magic means, unless the nine-ring magic invades the mind. You can ask me about any tiny part of this matter,
To prove my identity."
John's expression was solemn, showing a bit of struggle and disgust, while Joel, Alyssa, and Alvin had expressions of hatred, disgust mixed with confusion.
Seeing that John didn't ask, Lucien started from the beginning: "I did not learn magic after I met the witch, so I was able to withstand the torture of the inquisition, but then Pastor Benjamin asked me and several knight attendants to deal with the witch's magic experiment
When I was in the room, I got a copy of the books and notes that the witch carefully backed up, and started on the path of magic."
"Uncle Joel, Aunt Alisa, John, do you still remember why I suddenly want to learn writing? That's because only by learning writing can I understand magic notes and books!"
"John, do you know why I was able to discover the conspiracy of the Silver Horn? That's because I was practicing magic in the sewers!"
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The details of the memories and the problems concealed by the details were exposed by Lucien one by one. The strict logic and other confirmations made John's face strongly shaken. He growled in a contradictory voice: "Lucien, you
Why do you want me to believe that? That my good friend is a magician? A magician who has played tricks on good people in the entire city?"
In his mind, it seemed that Lucien's image had been completely destroyed.
Alisa shook her head in disbelief. The child she loved and often got along with turned out to be the evil magician advertised by the church, and if the fake death thing was true, it was indeed very evil...
Joel stared into Lucien's eyes and saw the pain in his eyes, and the disgust on his face lightened a bit: "Little Evans, you had no choice but to choose magic at first, but why did you do it after you showed such an outstanding musical talent?
Do you want to continue pursuing the path of magic? Are you so thirsty for power that you want to turn your back on the Lord?"
"Uncle Joel, that's not the case. I pursue magic because I love it deeply. I want to understand the reality of this world. What is our life? Why does this world exist? In what form does it exist? Why is the starry sky above our heads so beautiful?
Questions such as rules and mysteries and their unknown answers are the most beautiful and attractive, full of ultimate charm." Lucien answered from the bottom of his heart, and then looked at John, "John, I faked my death because of the magician.
Sooner or later, the identity will be exposed. In this case, it is better to let everyone's favorite musician live in their hearts forever. I'm sorry for what made them sad."
"After I became a magician, apart from protecting myself and saving others, I have never actively harmed any innocent person. Regardless of whether you can accept my identity as a magician or not, I hope you can understand that I am not that kind of evil magician.
A magician, and neither are most of the magicians in the Magic Council."
John's expression softened a little: "Lucien, since you faked your death, why do you still appear in front of us? Aren't you worried that we will betray you?"
Seeing that their emotions had eased a bit, Lucien took a step forward, but John, Joel, Alyssa, and Ivan all subconsciously took a step back, fear and fear still existed.
Seeing this situation, Lucien smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Uncle Joel, Aunt Alisa, John, Ivan, I came back to ask you if you are willing to follow me to the Kingdom of Holm. Although there are many magics there,
Master, but there is still a church and aristocrats, but we all get along peacefully, and I am sure that the aristocrats of the Kingdom of Holm will accept you."
"Kingdom of Holm? Headquarters of the Magic Council? Her Royal Highness the Princess?" John seemed to have thought of something.
Lucien shook his head again: "This matter has nothing to do with Natasha. It was planned by my teacher 'Professor' and me. When I meet you, I will go to see her, explain the facts to her, and hope that
Get her forgiveness."
If Natasha is not extracted, many things will be difficult to handle in the future. When I recalled just now, Lucien also edited the part about Natasha and made up the character "Professor" to cover up the lie.
Then Lucien asked again: "Are you willing to follow me? No matter your status, wealth or belief, there is no need to change."
Silence, the unspeakable silence of the Joel family.
After a while, just when Lucien was about to ask again, John shook his head warily: "Lucien, I am a knight of the Principality of Violet, a knight of the Violet Knights, and I have a country that I protect.
and lord, my chivalry's creed prevents me from leaving these behind."
Firm refusal, with a touch of unfamiliarity and estrangement.
Joel tried his best to smile and said: "Little Evans, you have not forgotten us, which makes me very happy. But I like Alto and the city of music. My friends and my family are all here. I can't let go."
"Little Evans, it's hard for me to imagine living with magicians. I believe in the Lord devoutly." Alisa declined politely, but this was also the biggest gap.
Ivan shook his head without any surprise.
Seeing their firm attitude, Lucien closed his eyes and sighed softly: "Okay, I understand. Uncle Joel, Aunt Alisa, John, Alvin, I hope you can...
Report me to the Inquisition as a magician."
"What?!" John, Joel, Alyssa, and Alvin were completely unable to understand Lucien's thoughts and ideas. He actually asked himself and others to report him?!
Lucien showed a slightly sad smile: "Sooner or later, my identity as a magician will be exposed, which will implicate you, so it is better for you to report it. In this way, the church will not embarrass you."
After such "betrayal and betrayal", the church will definitely not think of threatening the Joel family again.
"You..." John and the others were shocked and speechless. To report Lucien, to report his "child", good friend, brother, how cruel is this? Even when he hated Lucien the most just now,
, none of them thought about this!
Lucien pressed his left hand on his chest and bowed deeply: "Cruelty is also a kind of tenderness. Please allow me to say goodbye. I hope we can have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
The wordless silence of Joel, John, Alyssa, and Alvin seemed to be resisting the magician Lucien.
Lucien felt sad in his heart, turned around and walked out of the house, maybe there would be no chance to see him again in the future.
In silence, just as Lucien was about to walk to the door, Alisa's trembling voice suddenly came from behind:
"Little Evans..."
Lucien looked back with slight surprise and expectation.
Alisa bit her lip and said: "Be careful in that magic council, it is definitely more dangerous than the Alto music world."
"I will, Aunt Alisa." The corners of Lucien's eyes became a little moist.
After struggling for a while, Joel sighed and said: "I believe you have a kind heart. If one day you can't survive in the Magic Council, remember, there is still a home for you here."
John's expression was complicated and contradictory, and the veins in his hands holding the sword were exposed. When he saw Lucien turning around and leaving after promising Joel, he finally blurted out: "Don't do bad things, and don't let me touch you when you do bad things."
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After a pause, his voice became lowered and he said: "Be careful."
Lucien suddenly laughed, smiling brightly, bowed deeply to them again, and then disappeared into the darkness without looking back. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!