Light Spirit Epic

3009-Nightmare

I don't know how long it took. When Bediville's consciousness recovered, he found himself floating in some kind of gray world.

Everything in front of me seems to be an illusion, an illusion constructed by spells.

"Hello." Teacher Krana's voice sounded in Bediville's brain, which should have used telepathy: "How do you feel?"

"...A bit groggy." The werewolf youth replied.

"Very good." Krana said: "The splitting ceremony is about to begin. But before you start, you must first understand the nature of the spell. You must have a more thorough understanding of the spell to ensure the smooth progress of the splitting ceremony. ."

"okay."

"So please answer: [mantra], what is it?" the teacher asked.

"A kind of advanced hypnosis." The werewolf youth replied: "Curse others, curse yourself, and use special spell commands to accomplish things that were not possible. This is the spell."

"So, what is the difference between spells and magic?" Krana asked again.

"Magic is the use of photons in nature to create various physical phenomena. The spell does not necessarily consume photons, and the corresponding [cost] can be paid from the body of the spellcaster to launch the spell." Bettiwell added: "So Mantra is either hypnosis or a kind of [alchemy], making things in your body into attack props, or more."

"It's understandable." The teacher said: "But it's still close."

"Ok?"

"Why do magicians have to be activated by magicians?" The teacher asked: "In addition to simple magics such as enchantments that can be activated and maintained by instruments themselves, why do most of the magic have to be operated by the master?"

"Because... the order of the spell must be activated through their brains?" Bediville wasn't sure, but he replied: "Whether it's [intrinsic photons] in living organisms, or flowing in nature [ Free photon], originally stable, will not produce physical phenomena casually.

But if these photons are collected and resonate with human brain waves, the photons will change according to people's ideas, consume the photons, and cause physical phenomena. ...This is what my wife told me before. "

Bediville suddenly missed the lotus sound.

"Very good." The teacher continued to ask: "How about the spell?"

"The initiation of the spell... does not necessarily pass through the human brain." Bediville replied: "All the spells are launched from [Spellfire]. Even if it requires a photon-consuming spell Surgery also resonates with the fire of photons and spells to trigger physical phenomena.

If the core component when launching a spell is regarded as some kind of [controller], then when launching magic, the [controller] is the human brain; when launching the spell, the [controller] is the fire of the spell. "

"That's right." Teacher Krana continued to guide: "So you should understand. The fire of spells is an extension of your will, a part that is separated from your soul. [Spiritual Ritual] is from this Among the divided souls, continue to divide more souls—even if only temporarily.

However, each spell fire has an independent will and is a small spirit. How to combine the fire of multiple spells and let them all act according to your will? "

"On my side... Need strong willpower?" Bediville was not sure.

"It's not wrong to say that. But it's not exactly. Needed... nothing more than a [wish]."

"desire?"

"This is consistent with the way the round table system generates the Holy Spirit. Without a firm goal, no matter how strong the willpower is, it is just in vain.

However, when people have what they really want to achieve, a desire not to give up easily until the end?

Even a person with weak willpower will fight for a firm desire. Such things often happen? "

"I'm not so sure..." Bedieville wondered. To say that with a firm desire to strengthen the spell fire, he has already done it before. You know that the fire of his curse itself has been upgraded to resemble the existence of the Holy Spirit, which can become [Holy Spirit---Seal the Sun].

I have already injected a fire with a wish to strengthen it. Can I further strengthen it with wish?

"I know you have doubts, stupid apprentice." Teacher Krana said that she probably knew Bediville's mind and what the state of Bediville's spell fire is now, "but I promise you can do Yes. The spell fire is an extension of your soul. As long as your desire is strong enough, it will be able to sense it."

"I think the original wish is no longer usable, because it is repeated?" Bediville asked, "I must inject another wish?"

"Yes."

This is a bit of a headache. In addition to finding his son Husky, Bediville is really desperate, and suddenly asking him to come up with another strong desire to achieve is really not a simple matter.

"Hard?" Krana's voice said softly.

"Um...it's difficult." Bediville smiled bitterly.

"Then recall your past experience and obey your heart. There must be something else that you must fulfill." The teacher said.

"Why are you so sure..."

"Because I can feel the vacancy in your soul." She said.

The gray surrounding scenery suddenly turned into a black.

"[The Spirit Separation Ceremony] officially started. And you ------ start remembering."

auzw.com The past scene passes through Bediville’s mind, and there is no distinction between truth and illusion. Everything is a dream, and it is also true.

"Babe?" The white bear man appeared in front of the silver wolf boy: "Fish bite, don't you take the rod?"

"Oh---" The young werewolf boy turned his head to look at the beating rod and quickly went to close it. But it was too late, the fish had bitten off the bait on the fishing rod, and then fled.

"Huh..." Werewolf groaned irritably.

"Don't be angry. Just catch another one." Papalov persuaded.

"I know. You don't need to remind you." The little wolf looked at each other blankly, reasserted the bait onto the hook, and threw the hook. The fish hook fell into a circular pit dug on the frozen lake and gradually sank into the water.

In the snowy fields, there are only whistling winds around. The two children were fishing there quietly in an awkward atmosphere.

Papalov couldn't help yawning.

"If you want to go back, go back first. Anyway, you have been fishing for a long time, and the fish don't even bite." The young boy said.

"No, I want to accompany you here," said the white bear boy: "The snow is so big, you are in danger alone..."

"It's not dangerous. It's not necessary for you to accompany you. It makes you more irritable if you are there." Bediville hummed: "And don't you talk? All scared the fish away."

"Okay, okay..." Papalov whispered, and then said nothing. Although the sleepiness had spread on his face, in order to be afraid of being rejected by his brother again, he even refrained from yawning.

Then there was another silence. In the vast snowy fields, only the cold wind was roaring. The atmosphere is even more awkward.

"It's a little late...Sure enough, don't go fishing anymore? How about going back, Babe?" Papalov asked after a long time.

"Go back to yourself." The werewolf boy gambled: "I must catch the fish today."

"but......"

"Don't [but] anymore." The werewolf boy said angrily: "Go back. Please disappear from my eyes. Why are you. Why are you always. Why do you want to break into my life. It would be better without you!" "

"Babe..."

"Don't be so intimate!" Bediville said angrily: "Me and you are not brothers!"

"but......"

"Really, why did you appear in my life?" The werewolf boy complained: "It appeared inexplicably. Then it was a total waste. Fishing has never been done. Cooking will not. Stacking quilts will not. Yes, it's always messed up when doing manual work. Despite this, Dad still protects you. Why? You are a stupid, obviously a dumb guy, why does Dad still praise you? Only praise you?"

A sullen expression appeared on Papalov's face: "Not that I like to be like this..."

"It would be nice if you were not there!" Bediville said sullenly.

"I ------" Halfway through, the white bear man suddenly dissipated like a cloud and disappeared.

"Paparov...?" Watching his brother dissipate in front of him, Bediville couldn't help but stunned: "...Paparov? Where did you go? Don't Just kidding, come out to me!"

no respond. The white bear man disappeared completely.

"...This is not funny." The young silver wolf frowned and said, "Come out soon?"

Still no response. It's not hiding, Papalov really disappeared like this.

"Very well, don't you come out, right?" "The werewolf boy threw the fishing rod to the ground," "I won't play with you anymore, I'll go back first. If you like playing so much, just pick up things here and go back!"

Still no response. But Bediville didn't care about this strange silence, striding home meteorally. After running a short distance, he pushed open the door and saw the dinner prepared on the dining table in the hall.

"I'm back?" His father was taking care of his sword. He seemed to be waiting for Bedieville to come home before dinner: "How come back so late. If you can't catch a fish, let's eat."

"If it wasn't for Paparov's guy, it's always been annoying..." The werewolf boy sat down at the dinner table and complained.

"Who is Paparov?" His mother put a plate of stew on the table in front of him and asked: "Your friend? There seems to be no child with this name in the village?"

"What?" The werewolf boy couldn't help wondering: "Oh Papalov? Then -----Papalov? You don't know who he is? Are you kidding me?"

"So what are you talking about?" Even his father was puzzled. The White Werewolf patriarch put down the swords that had been maintained, put them in the sheath, and then came over and sat down at the dinner table: "This name has not been heard, it should not be a child in the village. It is the Gypsies (rabbits) who often come to trade. Children)? But aren’t you only a friend of Ryder among the Gypsies? And the rabbits haven’t come to trade in recent days?"

Bediville looked at his parents, stunned in surprise: "You... really don't know Papalov?"

"I'm not staring at you all the time, how can I know every friend you make." His father was a little impatient: "Don't say it, have dinner."

So, Bediville couldn't help but be confused. What is the situation now? Papalov suddenly disappeared, and completely disappeared from his life, even Bediville's parents do not remember Papalov's existence. Is this really possible? Or did everyone just collude and made a big joke with him?

However, he looked at the dishes and meals on the table and knew that this was not a joke. Because the table had only three meals, the parents did not prepare dinner for Papalov. Bediville’s father was more fond of Papalov, something that could not have happened.

They really forgot Papalov. Papalov really disappeared from Bediville's life.

The werewolf boy couldn't help but be confused. Is this a sweet dream or a nightmare?

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