Aishida turned around slowly, walked around, and looked at the entire study.
“Of course, welcome to Xinghu Castle.”
Thales walked to the window and looked at the Star Lake under the moonlight. He spread his arms boldly and looked like a overlord:
“My own fortress, secret, quiet, remote, safe”
Before Thales could finish speaking, there was a strange noise from the ceiling, rustling, tinkling, and rumbling, from one end to the other.
Ahida glanced at the ceiling, her face expressionless.
This made Duke Xinghu look a little confused.
“It perfectly meets the requirements in your last letter and is an excellent meeting place for us,” Thales replied calmly and calmly, his voice covering the strange noise from the ceiling, “Not only is it far away from the Fuxing Palace, but it also comes with natural scenery...”
Before he finished speaking, he heard a crash above his head.
sand
A piece of dust fell from the cracks in the ceiling, covering Thales's head and face as he looked confident.
Ashida was still at ease, standing with her hands behind her back, and the dust and gravel were separated by a transparent barrier before they fell on him.
"Okay, it's a small fly in the ointment," Thales' calmness disappeared, and he coughed and dusted himself off with a gray face, "But don't worry, we have sent people to nearby villages and towns to buy cats and dogs.
The rat poison is gone, plan B is to hire a professional rat catcher in Yongxing City, and without tearing down the roof..."
The energy magician ignored him and turned to look around:
The furniture in the study room is old and faded. There are occasional cobwebs and moths in the corners, and an outward-opening wooden window groans slightly in the wind and is shaky.
Thales patted the top of his head back to its original hair color, walked to the desk, sat down calmly, and leaned back.
“Everything is in order and under control”
Click!
Before he finished speaking, the chair he was sitting on made a crisp sound.
Thales was a little shorter and tilted to one side. The young man had to cling to the table awkwardly and skillfully to prevent him from slipping.
“Damn it, the carpenter in the farm came to repair it just the day before yesterday…”
The Duke cursed angrily.
Aishida narrowed her eyes and looked at him without saying a word.
“Okay, okay, I know.”
Tales gave up his defense and sighed heavily.
“Xinghu Castle has just started and the conditions are limited, but don’t worry...”
He reached out and grabbed the sky blue invitation on the table, folded it back and forth skillfully, then leaned down, stuffed it under the broken chair leg at one corner to stabilize it, and said sarcastically:
“We have good upward momentum and huge room for development.”
Thales twisted his butt and made sure that the chair was stable. Then he stood up and sat down. However, he was shocked to find that the Qi Magician was already "sitting" in front of the desk, his eyes were dark and calm.
"I won't ask you to sit down, anyway..."
Duke Xinghu flattened his lips sourly, feeling helpless and envious:
“You brought your own chair.”
But Asheida did not respond to his joke.
The magician pointed lightly, and the mountain wind that rattled the windows suddenly stopped.
Aishida said with a gentle tone and a beautiful voice: "You are different."
"What?"
Asheida’s tone was cold, and the mysterious blue light in her eyes seemed to have some kind of power:
“I said, you are different.”
Tales sneered.
“Yes, I have grown up.”
Thales curled his lips, leaned back and folded his arms:
“By the way, after returning to China, you are probably the twentieth person to say this to me. It’s a pity. Only the first nineteen people will get prizes.”
Ashida remained motionless, with only a pair of eyes staring straight into Thales's eyes.
"No."
The voice of the Air Magician is mechanical and hollow.
“My child, you are far from being as relaxed and relaxed as you appear.”
“On the contrary, at this moment, you are impetuous, confused and restless.”
“Troubled by a fog that I can’t see clearly.”
Thales unknowingly stopped smiling.
Impetuous, chaotic, restless.
His pocket containing the covenant ring suddenly became heavy.
“The place where you become different is deep down.”
The magician was still staring at Thales, and strange blue light overflowed from his pupils, filling his entire eye sockets.
“Deeper.”
“The deepest part.”
At that moment, Thales tensed up unconsciously, and he had the illusion that his soul was being peered into.
The sin of the river of hell surges restlessly.
by
“What?” Thales was stunned.
“When you hear this word,” the magician said coldly, “what do you think of?”
Thales realized that this was the "training" they did in Longxiao City.
"but……"
“Answer me, now!”
Aishida was uncharacteristically stern, almost like an order:
“God?”
Damn.
Long time no see. Let’s exchange a few words. Let’s take a class test now?
Seeing the other party's persistence, Thales could only sigh and answer the question.
“Ethereal, psychedelic,” the boy lazily muttered about the gods, using his brain to say whatever he wanted, “blurred, distant...”
But as he spoke, Thales felt a little strange.
"It seems to be but not here. The Tathagata will not exist in the future. Is it true that it is coming?"
Thales frowned: Strange, I have used these descriptions before...
But Aishida did not allow him to think too much.
"world."
The qi mana master spoke very fast and with an unprecedented emphasis on words, as if he was urging Thales:
“World, what’s the first thing that comes to your mind? Quick!”
Tiles's expression became solemn.
“Everything, everything, accommodation, inclusion, filling,” words popped out from Thales’s heart one by one, making him more and more confused, “Extend, reproduce, continue, all kinds, everywhere...”
Damn it, why can’t he speak a complete sentence in a short period of time?
Why do all these intermittent words appear in my mind?
Thales wanted to continue, but Asheida gently raised her finger:
"stop."
“Mr. Sarkon,” Thales asked in surprise, “what happened? I think...”
The magician raised his head, his eyes blue and electric:
“You are indeed different.”
Tales' heart sank.
Asida looked at him seriously.
“A few months ago, a magician tried to knock on the door,” the Qi magician said in a deep voice, “But it was different from the time you were in Longxiao City.”
“This time...it was cautious.”
A few months ago, knock on the door...
Thales’ heart tightened:
“Prudent?”
The magician nodded:
“It’s like standing in front of a door, touching the door with your finger, and withdrawing your gesture before the first knock.”
“More like a trial.”
The scene in the Prison of Bones appeared before his eyes, and Thales swallowed his throat.
Asida looked out the window with misty eyes:
“I even thought for a time that it was an illusion.”
But he immediately turned his head and looked at Thales, who was feeling uneasy:
"At first I didn't think it was you, because only a complete magician has that kind of control, but now, after I see you again..."
Asheida repeated the conclusion solemnly:
“You’re different, right?”
With the feeling of being exposed for doing bad things, Thales could only sigh deeply:
"yes."
Aishida’s face was expressionless:
“I warned you that it is very dangerous to show your magic power in front of others.”
Thales nodded helplessly.
“I was in trouble and had no choice but to give it a try, but I found that I kept raising my threshold and couldn’t stop...”
“Reckless.”
Thales was a little unhappy, but he persisted:
“Originally I was close to knocking on the door, but thanks to...”
He paused in his words, thinking of the magician who was at the critical point.
【I am your earliest senior.】
【The worst example.】
【The worst future.】
Ashida’s words seemed to come from afar:
“Thanks to what?”
Thales returned to his eyes, but what came to his mind was a reminder from another magician:
【Beware of Aishida.】
Thales swallowed his throat and smiled:
“Thanks to you, Mr. Sacon.”
Asheida's eyes flashed with blue light.
"Those questions of yours, gods, from the world, they appear suddenly," Thales said cautiously, "Every time I ask a question, I wake up a little bit, and finally... come back."
The magician was silent for a while:
“That’s it? Nothing else?”
“Perhaps,” Thales recalled his skills in facing the Black Prophet and tried not to lie. “But, it’s like a dream, everything is hazy, and you won’t remember it after you wake up.”
Asheida was silent for a long time.
“Object, view, chaos, essence,” the magician said quietly, “your progress is much faster than I expected.”
“Objects, concepts…do you mind saying more?”
But Asheida just raised her finger slightly.
The surrounding air became fresh and cold, reaching straight into his chest and lungs, causing Thales to shiver and wake up quite a bit.
What are you doing?
“Get rid of distracting thoughts.”
I saw Aixida saying seriously:
"Now, for every word I say, you have to answer the other word with the first word that comes to your mind. Don't hesitate, don't hesitate, answer with your instinct."
The trembling Thales could only nod.
“The sun?” Asheida asked.
“Broken.” Thales replied quickly.
Wait, destruction?
Thales reacted and frowned:
How could it be this?
If you give him a few more seconds, he will definitely answer something else, such as hot, endless, bright, eternal, etc.
But... broken?
“Starry sky?”
“Touch.”
"time?"
“Destruction.”
“Mist.”
“Call.”
“The end?”
“pause.”
"die?"
“Forget.”
"Sky?"
“Imprisonment.”
"strength?"
At that moment, Thales opened his mouth to speak, but his mind went blank.
Power? What should power be connected to?
How come you can’t think of it?
He gritted his teeth and pulled out a related word from his memory: "The power of ending."
Asheida lowered her finger.
The surrounding air regains its warmth.
“The last one doesn’t count,” the Qi Magician said calmly, “You hesitated.”
Tales was silent.
He knew that these answers were not quite right without asking.
"What's this?"
“Primitive Inquiry” was the name given by Toros later, and it was also the first test he designed.
Ashida did not hide her secrets and answered readily: "The first time people discovered the abnormality of magicians was not through their abilities, but through their thoughts and knowledge."
Hearing the familiar name, Thales rolled his eyes: "Who is Toros?"
“A senior.” Aixida didn’t want to say more.
"Because of the first appointment of magic energy, I cannot delve into your magic energy. I can only explore your understanding of foreign objects through a series of the most primitive images. Identifying the stage of the entry of magic energy from the side is like pricking the skin with a needle.
, bring out the blood, and obtain a diagnosis with minimal trauma and cost.”
Original inquiry.
Thales tentatively said:
“So what’s your diagnosis? Should I continue to be active and lively, eat and drink well? Or should I enter an advanced stage and prepare for the funeral?”
The Air Magician shook his head.
“I don’t know. Obviously, you have been exposed to magic energy while being ‘out of control’, so your answer becomes proof that it has reached the ‘object’ stage, which we generally call ‘contacters’.”
But the problem is that there has never been an example in history of someone being exposed to magic energy after knocking on the door.
Asida thought silently.
Just like a beginner with no foundation, he only learned "one plus one equals two" after completing a series of complex advanced calculations.
Contacts.
Thales chewed on this word, and at the same time compared it with the knowledge he heard from the kind-hearted senior named Toros whose face he could not see when he knocked on the door.
Aishida continued:
"But you are lucky. You lost control and raised your threshold in the 'object' stage, but you were able to return in time from the threshold of knocking on the door... In history, half of the contacts who have done this intentionally or unintentionally have become idiots or
Madmen, even monsters.”
Thales frowned:
Idiot, madman, monster?
“What about the other half?”
Aishida shook her head:
“I don’t know, they disappeared.”
Disappeared.
Taylors felt a chill in his heart.
“So, when do I need to worry? When one day I answer ‘fuck you’ to every primal question?”
Asida turned back and glanced at Thales.
This look on his face was strange, even... strange.
“When I can’t understand at all and can’t even hear your answer.” The magician said calmly.
Can't understand, can't hear.
Thales said doubtfully:
"I do not understand?"
Aishida nodded:
"That's it."
Thales became more and more confused: "What?"
But the next second, the magician changed the topic and his tone was cold:
“Also, yes, if someone dares to answer me with a bad word, you should really worry about my temper.”
Tales shrank his head.
“So, I am already a so-called ‘contactee’, what should I do next?”
"have no idea."
“Oh, what don’t you know?” Thales’ eyes widened.
"According to the examples I know, starting from this step," Aixida shook her head, "the contact person of the magic energy must learn to observe step by step when the magic energy is out of control, and resist the illusion and blind increase of the threshold.
Only when you are impulsive can you reach the level of 'observation' and become a comprehender."
Hand on, there are too many unfamiliar nouns, he needs to find a notebook...
But just as Thales reached for the pen, a gust of wind blew up and blew the pen and paper off the table.
Tiles raised his head depressedly and looked at Asheida who looked indifferent.
Well, no records can be left.
“Those who understand must try to rise to the threshold with caution and restraint. They will see themselves clearly, find a specific threshold, and enter a state of ‘chaos’. We are called fusion people.”
"The fusion person will take the last dangerous step, knocking on the door for the first time, breaking through the threshold and stepping out of the threshold, completely integrating into his original state, which is the 'pure' level," the Qi Magician said softly, "If it succeeds,
Then you can find and define your own threshold name, and you are a magician."
As Aixida said this, she paused:
"but……"
Thales reacted and said in a daze: "But I have lost control, risen above the threshold, and even knocked on the door, so what does it count?"
"exactly."
Aishida nodded: "So general standards cannot define your stage and level, and they are not applicable."
“What should we do?”
“It’s okay,” the magician said calmly, “Although there are few magicians who don’t take the ordinary path, there are still a few.”
Hmm, one, or two?
Hearing that he could still be saved, Thales became energetic:
“Yeah, so we can refer to them?”
"cannot."
"what why?"
“What is the first contract with magic power?”
“Um, learn from each other?”
“Say it again?” The air around him solidified, making it difficult to breathe.
“Mutual, don’t understand each other deeply!”
“Very good.” Air flow returns to normal.
“So you don’t know what to do next, so what do I need you for?”
"Say it again?"
“I mean, dear Mr. Sacken, how do you plan to open up unknown territories and guide me step by step?”
Asheida was silent.
He looked out the window at the moonlight.
“I don’t know but we can explore, together.”
“So, Thales, let me ask you again: Are you willing to put down your worldly restraints and follow me?”
The magician said quietly, "The path to magic is extremely difficult and dangerous. We need to explore the unknown path more freely and efficiently."
Hold.
here we go again.
Tiel immediately became vigilant, guarding against flying out of the castle again just like he did in Longxiao City.
But fortunately, Asheida's communication with him was no longer so violent, and she no longer dragged him out to fly a human kite whenever he disagreed.
"But we talked about this issue seven years ago, and you agreed," Thales said sternly, "If the magician doesn't want to be hated by everyone in the world, and doesn't want to be called a 'disaster' anymore, then
Use another method..."
“The crown in the left hand, the magic power in the right hand.”
Asheida used concise words and summarized his explanation in one sentence.
“I can barely understand your admirable but naive ideals, and I also understand to some extent your naivety of wanting the best of both worlds, or your reluctance to give up when you are in a high position, and your greed for power.”
Thales couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.
"But you think so, my child, because you don't understand magic yet."
"That's also because you have always been secretive and refused to tell the truth." Thales immediately retorted.
Aishida was silent for a while, then changed the subject.
“Then you might as well think about it from another angle: On this trip home, since you have knocked on doors, have you ever been found to be inappropriate or even suspected of your identity?”
Being found to be inappropriate and doubting my identity,
Tales is a spirit.
Several faces passed through his mind.
Quick rope.
Former prisoners of the royal guard headed by Barney Jr.
Also... Sak'el.
Thales looked into Asheida’s eyes, forced a smile, and told the truth:
"Yes."
The qi mana master looked at him faintly. From Thales's perspective, "I knew it" was written all over Fang Du's blue eyes.
“Give me their names and information.”
“I’ll go and help you finish.”
Finishing.
Thales's heart skipped a beat, and the image of the fast rope made into a human flesh ball came to mind.
“Thank you, but I’ve already taken care of it.”
The prince pretended to be calm.
“It’s a pity, but it’s also unfortunate that those who know my secret...”
Thales had to imagine the expression of Shadow Shield's driller, and showed a sinister smile:
“They can’t tell anymore.”
This time, Asheida did not answer immediately, but looked at him for a long, long time.
Thales felt very frightened for a long time.
Fortunately, the magician finally spoke, but his tone changed:
“Very good, you escaped this time, but what about next time?”
Tales' nerves became tense.
Ashida said coldly: "Why do you think I disappeared all these years and didn't come to you until the sixth year?"
Lazy? Cowardly? Procrastinating? Forgot? Awakening at the dead end?
Thales kept the above speculation deep in his heart and showed an open-minded and eager to learn attitude.
Asida’s beautiful voice suddenly tightened:
"Seven years ago, a strange novice magician knocked on the door blindly in the middle of the night, and the same seven years ago, Giza appeared in Longxiao City and fought against a dragon falling from the sky. You really think that no one would connect them.
?”
Thales frowned:
“Like Shuanghuang?”
“They are just one of them,” Aixida’s tone was worrying, “and in the past seven years, they have visited Longxiao City countless times.”
Tales' breath was stagnant.
"In the past seven years, I had to go to great lengths and use every means to cover up people's eyes and ears, just to drive their eyes away from you. Fortunately, you are very special. Fortunately, all magicians think that the person who knocks on the door must already have a threshold name.
, and a little kid definitely doesn’t have this ability.”
Tales' mood sank.
“Fortunately.”
The attitude of the air magician softened:
“There was much more that happened in the world that night.”
Thales raised his eyes:
"What's the meaning?"
The magician shook his head: "The Swamp, the End Sea, the Great Desert, the Deep Twilight Forest, Riordan, Qilin City... that night, many places were not peaceful, and Longxiao City and Giza were just the targets of suspicion.
one."
Thales asked in confusion: "What?"
Aishida nodded:
“That’s right, so sometimes I even doubt that you may not be the only one who appears as a magician that day.”
You are not the only one...
Thales was thoughtful.
Ashida snorted coldly:
"Of course, if there is one, I hope he won't be as stubborn and reckless as you."
Tales could only show a polite smile.
"But you have now returned to Yongxing City," Asheida's words became faster and faster, making people's hearts beat faster. "This is the political center that attracts worldwide attention, and you are the heir to the kingdom. Every move attracts attention.
Here, if an accident happens to you, whether you raise the threshold or knock on the door, if you attract unnecessary attention..."
Unnecessary attention.
Tiles recalled the scene at the royal banquet and couldn't help but clenched his fists.
Asida warned:
“For the sake of safety, reconsider my proposal. By then, it will be too late for you to come with me.”
Tales was silent for a long time.
Think about safety.
Safety……
But.
But……
Thales could not help but grit his teeth as he thought of the covenant with the king in Balad's room.
Asheida waited silently for his response.
After a few seconds, Thales took a deep breath, raised his head and looked directly at his guide.
"Thanks for the reminder. I admit that for a beginner in magic, it may be safer and more convenient to follow you," Taylor paused, "but I still have a question."
Aishida nodded: "Very good, at least we have a good consensus."
“Who is Frylan?”
The Qi Magician’s words were a source of shock.
Freland.
Tales stared at each other closely.
But Aishida didn’t respond.
His face was expressionless and motionless.
But Thales had known that the reaction of the magician could not be measured by common sense.
“Perhaps I should change the question,” Thales leaned on the desk and narrowed his eyes. “You and the sensory magician, or the former Queen Fiosa, why and how did you cooperate?”
The silence lasted for a long time.
The blue light in Asheida's eyes flashed back and forth.
Thales was unmoved and gradually increased the weight:
“And how did the former Three-Disaster Alliance infiltrate the Star Palace and bewitch the late king?”
Asida remained silent.
Until the next question:
“Just for one thing, the legendary anti-demon force that can threaten the two emperors?”
At that moment, Aixida’s eyes were filled with blue light, which was extremely dazzling!
Tales had to raise his hands to cover himself.
After a few seconds, the blue light dimmed.
"you."
The statue-like Asheida then came back to life:
“Where did you hear that name?”
Damn.
Tales put down his arms and exhaled.
“Don’t forget, I’m not just your student, I’m also named Canxing, with the crown on my left hand and the magic power on my right hand.” The prince shrugged and spread his hands: “My position in this high position is far more than just being reluctant to give up and greedy for power.”
Thales smiled:
“Mr. Sachne?”
The blue light in Aishida’s eyes flows rapidly:
“Long time no see, you learned a lot of new things.”
Thales raised the corners of his lips:
“Not nearly as much as you have hidden from me, Mr. Sucken.”
In the study room of Jackal Tower, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The Duke of Star Lake and the magician faced each other silently.
But Thales was not afraid.
In the Ballard room, after experiencing a difficult game with the Iron Fist King, Thales felt that he had grown up.
At least, he is getting better and better at seizing the initiative and dominating the situation.
Even when facing a magician.
This is the real crown of the left hand and the magic power of the right hand.
The sin of the river of hell surges with approval, flowing through the body.
But the boy's relief only lasted three seconds.
"No."
Aishida snorted coldly:
“If you really learned this name from someone in a high position, Thales, then why did you ask me?”
“It is precisely because you know nothing that you are testing my voice here, trying to learn more.”
Tales’ expression stiffened.
The Qi Magician raised his lips and mocked:
“It can be seen from this that your left hand cannot touch the crown, and your right hand cannot use magic power...”
“I’m not good at either hand.”
He said unceremoniously:
“The fallen prince who is incapable of magical powers.”
In the old and disrepaired study, Thales sat on a broken chair with a corner missing, silent.
Actually, it doesn’t have to be so mean.
A few seconds later, Thales sighed:
“Well, you’re right.”
But the young man’s expression changed:
“But at least you should know why I don’t want to leave with you, right?”
The magician was silent again.
"Inverted."
“I won’t tell you precisely because you don’t want to follow me.”
"If," Asheida spoke again, with a hint of difficulty in her words, "I can teach you these old things."
Thales smiled, shook his head and leaned back (the rickety chair groaned in pain).
“So, you’re not going to tell me the answer, are you?”
"No."
“I can ask why”
"No."
"but"
"No."
"At least"
"No."
Asida continuously vetoed Thales's questions. He raised his head and remained unwavering:
"No matter what the reason is, if you are unwilling to give up the worldly ties, I will not tell you more news about the magician."
Tilston felt uninteresting.
But at least, he achieved his goal.
Frelan's news diverted his attention, and the magician no longer insisted on taking him away.
“But you know, kid, you always have that choice.”
The magician leaned forward and his words were bewitching:
“I’m always here, always open to you.”
"forever."
Hearing this familiar tone, Thales chuckled.
He suddenly thought, Kuaisheng and Aixida, whether they can be a gold-medal sales partner: the former delivers carrots with sweet words, while the latter wields a big stick with a ferocious face?
“Okay, let’s each take a step back,” Thales proposed a solution, setting the tone for an otherwise unpleasant conversation. “I won’t ask you who Fryland is, and don’t force me to go with you.”
Asheida did not speak.
But based on Thales’s understanding of him, someone was obviously not satisfied.
Tales snorted softly and stood up.
"By the way, speaking of this, I have something else to ask you..."
Thales walked straight to the window, then turned back and looked at the magician.
Asheida snorted softly.
Under the moonlight, the prince smiled slightly and raised his hand gently.
咚!
The chair behind the desk suddenly trembled and sank a corner.
But Asheida didn't pay attention to the chair.
At some point, he stood up.
The magician's glowing blue eyes were staring at Thales' hand. The young man was holding a folded sky-blue cardboard ball between his fingers.
Thales smiled and waved his hand to the other party.
The next second, the blue light in Aixida’s eyes suddenly intensified!
Thales felt a light breeze coming, and he couldn't hold the ball of paper, so he took it out!
The sky-blue piece of paper flew towards me as if it were alive and stopped right in front of Asida's eyes.
It unfolded in the air, flattened, and returned to the shape of an invitation, revealing the beautiful handwriting on it:
)
"This is……"
Ashida’s eye sockets were covered by blue light, as if penetrating the invitation in front of her and looking into the void:
"No change, no trajectory, no momentum, not even..."
His words were emotionless but full of strange echoes.
Tales showed a mysterious smile.
He leaned forward and stretched out his arms, like a thank you after a performance.
The crumpled invitation fell to the ground.
The magician turned his head and stared at Thales' right hand.
“Come again.”
Aishida’s words were filled with unusual fluctuations:
“Whatever it is, do it again, now.”
The blue light in his eyes no longer flows, but stays bright.
"Of course, of course, I will," the young man was a little flattered by the rare eagerness of Asheida, "but before that..."
Duke Xinghu crossed his arms and smiled coldly:
“Who is Frylan?”
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