Albert College

Chapter 31 The Ruins

If the blade gets closer, Caesar's carotid artery will be severed.

But he just looked at Kafir coldly, his expression calm: "You can do what you want, but I won't let you do what you want."

"I wish you were more obedient." Kafir looked at him quietly for a while, then sighed pretentiously, and then slowly raised one hand.

The black shadows were like well-behaved pets, obediently gathered in his palm, entangled and twirling with each other, like an evil mist.

"Forget it, although I don't want to lose any more power..."

Caesar's pupils dilated slightly, and he suddenly realized what Kafir wanted to do next.Ignoring the sharp dagger resting on his neck, he immediately began to struggle hard, trying to stay away from Kafir.However, this has no effect, and the black mist penetrates every hole.It approached his body leisurely, like a drop of water melting into the sea, and dissipated before Caesar's eyes after a while.

Caesar's movements suddenly stopped, and a chill spread upward along his spinal cord. His thinking stopped suddenly at that moment, and then he was severely strangled. The scattered thoughts floated and melted on the water like finely divided ice.

Kafir admired Caesar's empty expression, and slowly said: "Money, power, emotion, all of them are not important, but you still have something you can't resist. Dreams, although it sounds motivating, but it Stuff is essentially no different from temptation. I know, you always have something you really want."

what I really want...

Following his voice, Caesar's pupils slowly dilated.

This voice sounded in Caesar's blank mind, so far away, yet so clear.

Kafir straightened his body, removed the gleaming murder weapon from Caesar's neck as if nothing had happened, looked at him condescendingly, and continued coaxingly: "Yes, do as I say, and you will Get those. Listen, you'll do the rest for me, to unseal the ruins."

Caesar raised his head slowly, but his dull eyes seemed to be staring at Kafir closely. He opened his mouth and spoke with difficulty.

"roll!"

"..." Kafir looked at Caesar's face carefully, and tilted his head almost invisible, but Caesar obviously failed to fully wake up from the hypnotic state.After watching for a while, Kafir slowly raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly revealed a gentle smile that could be called soft.

He grabbed Caesar's left hand and put it to his lips, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand lightly, as if treating some precious treasure: "Your attitude towards a dead person is really harsh. "

"Don't resist, this is what you want. It's not something to be ashamed of losing to desire... or fighting for your dreams." Kafir finished these words gently, and then used The coldness that didn't match at all simply let go of his hand, and pushed Caesar towards the black hole behind him without hesitation.

"Goodbye, Caesar."

In the next second, Caesar opened his eyes suddenly.

This time, he finally saw something reassuring.

"Are you alright?" Ebner, who was guarding the bedside, was the first to notice Caesar's movement.The elf stared closely at Caesar, as if he was afraid that he would faint again, then carefully raised three fingers and asked softly, "How much is this?"

Caesar turned his head in a daze, his mind still a little groggy.

Ebner's complexion turned dark all of a sudden, and he pulled a bald old man who was slowly and tremblingly driving towards this side from the other side of the room, acting roughly as if he wanted to press the unfortunate guy directly on the edge of the bed.

"What's up with him?"

"Wait, alas, don't be like this..." The old man struggled to escape from Ebner's clutches, glanced at Caesar, and sighed: "Young people nowadays are so impatient."

Ebner raised his eyebrows.

"... He should be fine, but he hasn't had time to catch his breath. It will be fine in a while. I think he needs to rest. Now go and order something to estimate that he is going to be hungry. I will check him again and it will definitely not be a problem. "The old man finished this long series of words in one breath, and was leaning on the edge of the bed to breathe heavily. Halfway through his panting, he found Ebner showing a sinister smile, and all the few hairs on his head stood up vigilantly. , turned around quickly, clasped Caesar's shoulders and shook desperately: "Wake up, wake up! Otherwise, the bottle of lavender essential oil I hid will be thrown away by that little bastard!"

"Let go." Just when Ebner picked up the old man's collar and was about to throw him out, Caesar suddenly said softly.

The old man's eyes widened with emotion: "You finally recovered! It's great that my essential oils are preserved hahahaha!"

Caesar: "Too noisy."

Ebner stood up swiftly, opened and closed the door.

Old man: ······

So he still cannot avoid the bad luck of being thrown out!How disgusted he is!Who said that becoming a person on duty can become a winner in life?He's almost one hundred and six years old, and he's still single!

Ignoring the miserable sound of the old man scratching the door outside, Ebner made the task of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge extremely smooth.

He sat down by the bed, and then scanned Caesar up and down with his eyes: "You even came out half a day later than Bird and the others. What happened?"

Caesar raised his eyes and looked out the window: "I saw Kafir."

"Kaffir is dead," Ebner said.

Caesar was stunned for a moment: "Are you sure?"

"Kaffir's suspicion is very high, and most of the day is enough for the association to turn the academy upside down. We found a large bloodstain in the corridor of the dormitory. After identification, the residual magic wave on it is indeed his." Ai Bo Na paused: "No one can shed so much blood and still be alive."

He regarded himself as the third sacrifice, and before he died, he deliberately left arrangements in the illusion, Caesar thought, so he is so sure that I am a super bastard who wants to destroy the world?

"What did he tell you?" Ebner asked.

Caesar fell silent, and finally just shook his head.For some reason, subconsciously he wished to be able to hide those words.

Ebner turned his head and poured a glass of clear water, scooped some up with a silver spoon, and slowly handed it to his mouth. After confirming that Caesar drank it smoothly, he put the glass aside, and gently tucked it in for him. It's easy to be cornered, but the tone is unquestionable: "Take a good rest, you don't need to worry about those troublesome things anymore, I will take care of them."

"I want to see the ruins." Caesar said suddenly.

"Caesar." Ebner leaned back on the back of the chair, sighed softly, turned his gaze to Caesar, and said, "Since Kaffir told you about the existence of the ruins, did he explain the existence of the ruins?" What kind of place is it?"

"I know that there is a demon god sealed there. So I want to do some research. It's a pity that there is such a treasure house and I don't dig it."

Ebner said firmly: "No."

"Actually, it's not impossible, child." At the same time, another strange voice answered.The voice sounded hoarse and low, like the tooth-piercing creaking sound of a saw on dead wood. It suddenly came from behind Ebner, making Caesar stunned for a moment.

Ebner raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look, and said slightly displeased: "I don't think there should be a problem with your complacent transfer technique... Then, what are you doing in my room?"

Caesar followed his line of sight, and unexpectedly found a white-haired old man in the middle of the room. He wore a pair of worn-out glasses. The lenses were at least half a centimeter thick, and the bridge of his nose was almost as thick as his The stature is also shriveled and stooped, but the eyes behind the lenses are peaceful and wise.

"Oh, I'm just here as a landlord to see our new guest." The old man tremblingly walked to the bed and found Caesar looking at him, so he blinked friendlyly: "I'm from the Mage Association. President, Redus Abraham. Nice to meet you."

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Huh~ finally wrote here