Chapter 13 Chapter Ten She Will Be With You

It was almost dawn, and in the small pool by the city, there was light blue starlight on one side and crimson glow on the other side. Kant's face was exposed on the surface of the water, and he saw a strange self, with a dark complexion, sunken eye sockets, hair falling out, irreparable scars all over his body, and a broken hand protruding from his arm.He understood that he saw a dead man, a decaying body.Suddenly he threw himself into the water trying to drown himself.The water poured into his body, and he felt that his body became heavy, but he didn't feel the pain of choking on the water, and now there is nothing more painful than not suffering.Like his body, his heart sank to the bottom of the water in despair, and after a long time, he slowly came up.The water had flowed from his various wounds, taking the blood with it, and now his face was like peeled wood.

"Why is this happening!" he yelled. "What's wrong with that?" Someone said behind him. Kant was startled, standing behind him was a guy with the same ugly face as himself, wearing tattered clothes, with protruding eyes and teeth protruding from his lips. "The same to you……" "A zombie? No, zombies don't have a soul of their own, they're only driven by dark forces, but you still know who you are, and your soul is still in your body, don't you?" "Who are you?" "I'm a necromancer. You have to understand that the body is just a bondage of a person. If you know how to transport the soul, you can change your body at will, and even enter objects. You will be as free as the wind. Look at my body. ? Still very handsome, I just picked it up ten days ago."

"It stinks..." "Well...it doesn't matter, I'll go to the cemetery later to see if there are any new handsome people. Do you want to come too? I have all kinds of faces, human skins, ears, eyes..." "That's enough, you undead guy." Kant said, for some reason he is not afraid of such things now. "What you, it's us! We are of the same race, aren't we? I think there seems to be a dark force in your body that imprisons your soul so that it cannot leave this body. It turned out to be like this after drinking the prepared potion. I am used to it now, but I am a little lonely. There are not many undead like us on the ground. My name is Falkenstadt, how about you? "

"I'm nothing! I'm not an undead! Go away, don't bother me!" Kant shouted, waving his hands, and ran into the forest in a hurry. Falkenstadt looked at Kant and shook his head: "Poor boy, I was just like him when I first became an undead, and I will get used to it." Kant walked aimlessly in the jungle, feeling that he was out of tune with the world on the ground, and the trees, water, and sky had become illusory things. Is this the mood of the deceased?He suddenly hoped that something would jump out and chew him up, but the dryad beasts that were lurking around in the past seemed not to be interested in him, maybe it should be said "it".He seemed to be able to hear his body rusting away bit by bit, and he thought he would turn into a walking skeleton in a few days.He was only thinking about one thing, how to really die.He hanged himself with vines and hit himself on the head with a stone, but it was useless except for a few wounds on his body.

Finally, Kant decided to try falling from a high place. He climbed up the stone cliff of the hill in the forest, which was high enough to smash a person to pieces.He looked up at the sky, and found that the enchanted forest under the blue sky and white clouds was so beautiful. "Farewell, you mocking world!" Kant yelled the famous words of King Bivas when he committed suicide after being betrayed by his wife and men, and then fell headfirst. The earth was approaching rapidly, Kant closed his eyes, and his head finally touched the ground. But his head was not smashed, Kant opened his eyes, his head was still half an inch away from the ground, an air bubble enveloped him and slowly lifted him up.

A little winged elf flapped its wings and flew over with silver light dust, and looked at Kant in the bubble with a smile: "The world is so good, why die?" "Little friend, I'm not looking for death, I'm already dead." The Wing Elf looked at Kant carefully: "It's strange, your body is indeed dead, but your soul is still in the body, it's a strange phenomenon, have you been cursed by some demons or drank fake magic potions? " "I don't know. I was hacked by a knight to save a girl. I heard a lot of voices, a lot of people talking, and a lot of people walked by me in a daze. Ups and downs in the stormy sea, when I finally woke up, it became like this..."

"It's so pitiful...I'm Crystal Winged Elf, and helping people is the source of my happiness. What can I do to help you?" "Do you know how to revive my body?" "Hmm... spells about life and resurrection, that's the specialty of the elves." "Aren't you an elf?" "Winged elves are different from elves. The elves look similar to humans, with pointed ears, advocating the power of nature, and live in large forests. But we winged elves are flying around and having fun. You have to resurrect For your body, maybe you should go to the vast elf forest in the southwestern part of the mainland to find the natural mages of the elves."

"Okay, thank you..." Kant ignited hope again, "But it's thousands of miles away, I just hope my body won't rot before I get there..." "At least one advantage of such a body is that you don't need to eat or drink water, hee hee..." Crystal said, "We wing elves don't know sorrow, and our motto is 'There is fun in everything', and you should too." Learn to think like that." "Everything? You wouldn't say that if you had the same things that happened to me." "Huh? The crystal on your head is so beautiful, can I touch it?" Crystal flew over excitedly.

"Don't touch it!" Kant yelled, but it was too late, the crystal lightly touched, purple light flashed, and the magician Baiya appeared. "Master, you have finally summoned me..." Bai Ya threw herself at Kant happily, "It feels like I have spent ten thousand years in that space...Fortunately, you are still fine...Eh? Your face looks good bad..." "Wait, this is an operational error, I haven't called your name yet..." "I don't care! If you touch it, it's a summon. If you dare to ask me to go back to that space again, I... I'll kill you!" Bai Ya raised her eyebrows and grabbed Kant.

"You actually threatened the master?" "Hee hee," Bai Ya hugged Kant, "don't drive me away again, okay?" "But...why do you treat me so well? We don't..." "Because that is the trust of the future you, the Demon King. For my beloved Demon King, that is, you, I will definitely train you to become a powerful Demon King." "Baiya, if you are really good for me...just let me go..." "Hey, your body is so cold..." Bai Ya looked at Kant in surprise, "You...what's wrong with your body?" "Ah... I accidentally got stabbed... just..."

Bai Ya stood there dumbfounded: "It really happened... I have only been by your side for a while... You have been killed... Just like the irresistible fate, you are on the road to the devil." "Baiya... But why? I don't want to be a devil, I don't want to be hated. Why do you want to change my life?" "You didn't want to be the devil?" Bai Ya looked at Kant in astonishment, "Then what is your ideal?" "Be a good knight and be honored in adventure and battle." Bai Ya showed a sneer: "But life, how can it go according to your idea?" "But if you don't show up, everything will be fine!" "Don't you want me to appear in your life?" Bai Ya looked at Kant with wide eyes, "I am willing to use my life to protect you, but you think I am redundant or should not appear." "What you want to sacrifice is not me, but the so-called devil king in your heart." "But you are him." "I'm not!" Bai Ya stared blankly at him for a long time, then sighed: "Yes, you are not. There is really a big difference between you and him. Ten years can transform a person completely." "Is the future me really that evil?" "Evil?" Bai Ya sneered, "You don't know what it takes to be a demon king." "The devil is nothing more than the ambition and cruelty to conquer the world." "Maybe the devil just doesn't want to be defeated?" "In short, without the Demon King, there would be no war and massacre." "Who told you this? When did the war stop? Did the devil create the war, or did the war need the devil?" "You mean if the role is indispensable, I should play it well?" "Because you always know you have no choice." "Of course I can choose." "People always think they can choose," Bai Ya shook his head, "but in the end they just chose the only answer. Do you think that without me, who will be by your side in the future?" won't there be?Kant thought.He didn't like such prophecies. Bai Ya stood up, her eyes were firm, and her long hair was flying in the night: "Don't hesitate, let's go and meet your destiny. The devil will return eventually."