After Given's departure, only Adella and Professor Morris were left in the room.
Facing the instructor, Adelia sincerely admitted her mistake, because she understood that the professor's performance was actually for her.
"Teacher, I won't break your ban again."
Professor Morris nodded, knowing that his new students were smart, but that some problems could not be solved by being smart alone.
"It's good if you remember, it's for your good.
But have you ever thought about it, your relationship with it is too ordinary. ” Professor Morris was very vague, during this time, the professor had already discovered that there was a tacit understanding between Adelia and her summoned beast that had long gone far beyond the master-servant.
Risking his own physical injury, summoning his own summoned beast, and then leaving him free to venture around the city, this is not something that any summoner can do.
When such an unbelievable thing happens, either the summoner's mind has been bewitched by the summoner, or the summoner has violated the biggest taboo in summoning.
Morris thinks that Adelia is in a situation that is clearly not the former.
Adelia was a little surprised to be so directly probed by Professor Morris, she never thought she would hear this question from the professor's mouth.
During this time, all the conversations between the professor and her were related to the study of spells, and she did not expect that the professor, who had always been old-fashioned, would talk about emotional issues at this moment.
Professor Morris didn't expect Adella's answer, so he continued.
"Child, you have to know the price of this, after all, you belong to different worlds.
Even if you are an elf with a thousand-year lifespan, you will eventually return to the Forest of Ten Thousand Trees.
And the summoned beings can only remain in that prison forever, and then watch you grow old day by day, and then encounter the separation that will surely come."
"I know."
Adella's voice interrupted the professor's words.
Morris looked back at the young junior with green eyes.
He knew how deep the meaning of these three words Adelia was, so he asked, "You don't regret it" "I don't regret it."
Hearing this answer, the serious look on Morris's old cheeks suddenly soothed.
The old man even felt that his body, which was on the verge of collapse, became relaxed.
There was no need for this heavy conversation to continue, and both he and Adelia got the answers they wanted to hear.
Deep down, Maurice loved Adella's answer.
The child's serious expression as he pronounced those syllables.
He remembered a night more than 700 years ago, when he had asked a man the same question in the yellow sandy night, and that person gave him the same answer.
Professor Morris turned around, then closed the door, leaving his own message.
"You have a good rest, there are no classes today."
Not everyone is so relaxed about the arrival of a new day.
In a heavily guarded mansion in the royal capital, a slender black figure was pacing back and forth angrily.
This dark shadow had bought Mira's body modification materials and had traded with Valley in the sewers.
Now she finally lifted the cloak she had been draping on, revealing her face hidden under the black fabric.
It was a young female elf, with a delicate figure and youthful and magnificent cheeks, but such a face that was a little too delicate, but at the moment there was a hideous expression that did not match her age or her race.
She didn't stop, as if trying to vent her anger with the sound of dry footsteps.
At the other end of the room, a demon was leisurely leaning against a stone throne, deliberately mocking the dark shadow, "Chrysa, even if you wear the floor through with the heel of your shoe, your king worm will not come back to life. ” Hearing the merciless sarcasm, the dark shadow turned its head and fixed on the demon with its blue eyes.
"Papatua, you shut up for me" But the demon had no intention of stopping.
"Why should I shut up?
Those two children did not die, and the thousand-year-old cicadas you carefully lured to the underground of the royal capital are now a plate of scattered sand, and it is impossible to cause any more trouble.
What did you gain from the ambush you worked so hard to arrange?"
"What the hell do you mean" The petite black shadow finally stopped, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense.
The demon finally stood up, and counted them one by one, "In just a few short months, we have lost Professor Jaime who we have so hard seduced.
The Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts has also been destroyed by monsters of unknown origin, leaving us with an important stronghold.
In that chaos, we lost Karui and Mugallen, and lost the clue to find the Children of the Silver Moon.
Now you're going to have to arrange for that madman named Vallet to uncover the plan we have laid out in the desert. ” "Are you questioning me, Papatua."
"I'm just reminding you not to waste all our precious power on the same thing as your partner, the "guru" But before Papatua's words could be finished, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him and grabbed him by the neck.
A pair of terrifying fleshy wings stretched out from the shadow of the shadow, and the shadow's beautiful lips opened slightly, revealing the sharp fangs inside.
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"Papatua, you remember for me, if I hadn't found that crazy Jaime in the first place, if I hadn't helped you find the modified body that escaped from Jaime's hands and get the surgical information on her body, then what you are doing in the desert now is just a joke."
Papatua's grip on his neck was tight, but he couldn't break free of the slender arm anyway.
He could only feel his breathing weakening, and the voice in his ears was getting tougher and harder.
"All I do now is to let the son of fire who squatted on the island reign on this continent again.
If it weren't for the face of the Children of Fire, I wouldn't have cooperated with your ridiculous and stupid plans.
I'll just say it again, Papatua, the Children of Fire don't have much time left for you, and if you don't get ready before that Vallet solves the mystery, the next time you'll be the Wrath of the Children of Fire. ” After saying that, the female demon named Chrissa finally let go of her hand.
Escaping control, Papatua's leap back a few steps and his exasperated gaze at the crazy fellow in front of him who had nearly killed him.
He didn't expect Chrissa to be so mad, he wanted to save his dignity, but now he had to endure it, he couldn't clash head-on with this woman who had mastered countless secrets until he completed the order of the Demon King.
Papatua's final silent slam the door, and looking at his back, Chrissa snorted contemptuously.
Papatua, even the Demon King Fire Son that Papatua feared the most, she didn't pay attention to it at all.
These ants simply can't compare to the great goal she's trying to achieve.
She and her mentor had been operating the continent for countless years, and now they could finally see a glimmer of victory.
But recently Krisa's great plans have been clouded with an ominous shadow.
It seems that there is always a mysterious opponent in the mist who disrupts her elaborate layout at a critical time.
The mentor in charge of training the Children of the Silver Moon has unfortunately fallen in Sodima City, and the whereabouts of the Children of the Silver Moon are unknown.
Professor Jaime's research also went unexpected, and all the clues were destroyed in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest.
This time, the ambush she personally arranged, but under the interference of a stranger, it completely failed, and even caught the thousand-year-old cicada king insect.
Chrissa didn't know who the hidden enemy was, she just vaguely felt that she and her partner "Mentor" had overlooked something before, and maybe the power against her was not in the world they had been carefully probing and planning.
Chrysa's instincts were right, the one who had destroyed the Mentor's plot and stirred up Chrysa's trap was not in the Elven Kingdom, he was in the forbidden god space, and began to prepare for an epoch-making attempt.
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