Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 96: Let go of doubts

First appointment?

Don't... investigate each other?

Thyls looked puzzled and puzzled.

"Magic energy is the foundation and foundation of our existence-and also the reason why we are called magicians."

"Forever, forever, forever, don't ask another magician about his understanding of magical energy, and don't reveal your own understanding of magical energy to any magician," Ashida's eyes were cold, with continuous Three'forever', emphasizing his attitude at the moment:

"This is ‘don’t study each other’."

"Magic energy? Understanding of magical energy?" Thales couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words: "So that is the weakness of the magician. Once your'foundation and fundamentals' are found out, Will be attacked by another magician?"

However, Ashida just maintained his cold gaze and fixedly looked at Thales.

Several seconds.

"What's the matter?" Thales was staring at him so much.

"What you are doing now is trying to probe my understanding of magic power," Ashida finally said silently, but his audience was shocked by what he said: "Among magicians, this Will be considered a declaration of war."

Thyls was taken aback, and unconsciously flinched back.

This is... a declaration of war?

Thyls immediately remembered the words of the blood magician—the civil war of the magician.

"Okay, okay, I just leave it alone," the second prince had to shrug his shoulders nervously, "So you can't talk about magic power between magicians? Then everyone's daily relationship is to meet and say hello. Hello, Goodbye, have you eaten, and then go their own way, not to each other..."

"This is not a joke."

Ashida interrupted him coldly.

"The three major contracts of the magician are summed up by our predecessors with countless experiences and examples in the long history, no matter which one is violated," the magician of Qi flashed his eyes, making Tyre Si's back is slightly chilly: "It will bring bad, serious, and unpredictable consequences."

Thyls was stunned and couldn't help but asked in a daze: "What are the consequences?"

"You will know," Ashida shook her head: "Now, you only need to remember the initial appointment and it must not be violated."

Thyls sighed: "Are there two major contracts?"

"You are still far from knowing their level," Ashida still shook her head mysteriously: "When you become a magician and find your own'threshold name', I will tell you-don't Ask me what is'threshold name' and you will know it together."

Thyls, who was just about to speak, had to lower his head in disappointment.

"Well, at least...can you help me answer a question?"

Aciida nodded slightly, her face seemed to relax a little.

"When I use that kind of "magic energy" you are talking about," Thales showed a worried expression, "the effect is different every time, but almost every time I use it, it is violent. The pain in the past few times almost killed me."

As Thales said, several scenes that worried him appeared before him.

The shackles on Rolf in the dungeon of the creeper manor.

In front of Fuxing Palace, the juvenile power assassin, and his warm and beating...heart.

The red light flying around in front of the black sand collar's magic muzzle, and Araka's immovable bow.

Thyls squeezed his fist secretly: "What is going on?"

He suddenly noticed that after hearing his words, Ashida's eyebrows frowned-the magician has always been indifferent, and this highlighted his unusual expression change.

"'Use'?" After a while, Ashida narrowed her eyes, shook her head and smirked, as if she didn't believe what he said:

"You haven't even touched the magician's door, how can you use magic?"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment.

"Yes, do you remember that time on Red Square Street? You squeezed me..." The second prince rubbed his hands in a weird manner, observed Ashida's expression, and decided not to elaborate on that night. The thing, "Anyway, we blew up a house, and you found out that I have a magician physique or something...that's how it feels then..."

"Later I discovered that as long as the blood flows out, I can use that power, and it's the same feeling..."

Ashida's face changed slightly again.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Ashida stared at the ground, as if thinking.

"No," After a while, the Qi magician raised his head and said solemnly: "Your performance that night, we are used to calling..."

"'Out of control'."

Ashida pursed her lips.

"Yes! Out of control!" Thales suddenly clapped his hands: "I remember, you said this word that night..."

Out of control...

The next moment, Thales paled and didn't say anything.

He suddenly understood what the magician meant.

Out of control.

"Out of control," Thales looked shocked and murmured: "Out of control?"

Achida looked at him silently, her eyes unclear.

"You mean, this kind of power, this so-called magic..." Thales frowned, breathing faster, "Isn't it controllable?"

"I can't actively'use' it?"

Asida squinted slightly, she seemed surprised that Thales had reacted so quickly.

"At least at your current stage," Ashida shook her head, confirming Thales' conjecture: "No."

Thyls looked at Ashida suspiciously.

"Impossible, as long as I bleed, I can use it," Thales gritted his teeth and touched his head: "It feels like I have a chaotic dream and wake up... "

At this moment, the magician's face changed.

He suddenly raised a finger.

The next second, Thales broke off, and then he felt the air around him stagnate, and then he couldn't breathe in any more!

Thyls looked at Ashida who raised her finger in shock!

However, the magician just looked at the prince coldly.

Not a word.

How?

Tyles covered his neck and opened his mouth hard, but still couldn't get any air.

It's like the surrounding gas has solidified.

Do you want to suffocate me?

Tyles opened his mouth in vain, but couldn't make any sound. He could only make an angry expression at Ashida, until his face flushed from the lack of oxygen.

Just when Thales was about to reach out for a dagger, Ashida finally slowly lowered her finger.

The air flows again.

"Huh..." Thales finally took in a breath of air and collapsed on his chair, gasping for breath.

"Why!" Thales, who had regained air, raised his head and looked at Ashida with anger and disgust.

"Did you forget it so soon?" The magician leaned forward and stared at his eyes, his expression unchanged but his tone was cold: "What did I just tell you?"

"What did you say? It was only when we met..." Thales was startled first, and then reacted: "Oh, yes."

"Yes." Thales murmured, thinking of Ashida's words.

"Magic first appointment," he drooped and sighed:

"Do not study each other deeply."

Damn it.

Axida stared at him deeply, nodding slowly.

"Don't forget."

The magician took a deep look at Thales before he sat back in his "seat".

After experiencing what happened just now, Thales was in an extremely bad mood and continued to straighten out his breathing.

At the same time, the vigilance that has been lowered slightly is raised to the highest level again.

Damn it.

This guy... sure enough, he can't be treated as a normal person.

When Thales was maligning, Ashida silently lowered her head, her expression unclear.

There was a strange silence between the two.

"Except for your own feeling and understanding of that power and state," After a while, Ashida finally said: "Tell me how many times you have taken the initiative to ‘out of control’."

Thyls sighed, and said.

In a few minutes.

"Except for the first time-the rest doesn't seem to be out of control at all."

"Can you use magic in the unconscious "contact" stage?" Just listen to Ashida muttering: "It's so strange."

"This is the first time I have heard of it--it should be said that there has never been such an example in the history of magicians."

"Is it accompanied by the increasing damage and burden on the body?"

Axida's eyes flickered, as if thinking deeply.

For a moment, Thales dared to swear that he saw a ray of blue light passing through the magician's eyes.

Tyles slowed his breathing, and his heart became tense.

It felt like waiting for the doctor to read the diagnosis.

"However, every magician is unique." Finally, Ashida raised her head with a plain expression: "Maybe you are a special one, and you don't know."

"But before we proceed step by step, you should stop using magic power-I don't want you to become a corpse before you become a magician."

A special one?

Why, why am I special?

Thyls sighed inwardly.

Speaking of this, Thales suddenly moved in his heart.

He thought of a crucial thing.

"By the way, Mr. Ashida," Thales said hesitantly, "Excuse me..."

Ashida narrowed her eyes and waited for him to ask questions.

"If you have lived so long, you must know your kind... Uh, colleagues," Thales paused, and finally gritted his teeth: "Do you know a magician?"

"Her name is..." He took a deep breath:

"Serajylana."

Ashida's face remained unchanged.

Tyles raised his head and looked straight into Ashida's eyes, his eyes burning:

"It may be my mother."

"And the reason why I am so special."

Ashida leaned back in the void.

There was another ten seconds of silence between the two.

In the silence, Thales could even hear his heartbeat.

But instead of urging, he looked at Ashida with anxiety, waiting for his answer.

This may be an excellent opportunity to solve the mystery of your physique and origin.

Thyls looked at the magician and thought to himself: It can't be wasted.

What's more—about the identity and...race of the birth mother in this life, he has long suspected.

As Thales was distracted, Ashida's voice sounded slowly.

"Why do you think so?"

The magician said indifferently: "Why do you think your mother is a magician?"

Thyls was slightly startled.

"I can only inherit the physique of the magician from her, right?" Thales touched his head and said nervously: "And I was thinking, if my physique of the magician is inherited , Will my mother also..."

And...

Thyls anxiously thinks of his strange and rough, regenerating physique, his abnormal brain capacity, and the memories of past lives that are often retrieved in the form of flashbacks.

More than that.

From King Kessel, Gilbert, and Gini's secretive secrets about their mother, to the suspicious conversation between King Kessel and Li Xia's chief priest in the bloodline ceremony, to the jealous and hatred of the chief priest towards his mother, And the words "entangled with disaster" that Yordel said in Mindith Hall...

Doesn't all of this indicate--

"Impossible."

The clear male voice sounded, Thales was taken aback, looking at Ashida in front of him.

Ashida looked into his eyes and shook her head seriously and decisively.

"First," Ashida's eyes were indifferent, "The magician's physique is not inherited, it has nothing to do with blood. Once there were wizards who did experiments, and they divided five thousand people into five groups-forget it, You don’t want to know this, always, magicians are not hereditary."

Thyls frowned slightly.

"Second," Ashida closed her eyes and opened them slowly: "Magicians are no longer ordinary creatures-once we become magicians, we will undergo a huge change in physique. Everyone is different, but one thing in common is that you can no longer have offspring with other races."

Tyles opened his mouth in surprise.

"Third," Ashida's face was solemn, and her tone was flat: "Apart from you, there are 14 existing magicians in the world-including the sealed ones-and I have seen each of them. People, but no magician is called by this name."

Tyles looked at him blankly.

Fourteen magicians.

So few?

Moreover, none of them is...

"In short."

"Your mother," Ashida shook her head with certainty, with a firm tone: "It can't be a magician."

Hearing these words, Thales straightened out for ten seconds.

Then, he nodded in a daze.

That's it.

"So, there is no magician named Seranjylana," Thales exhaled, for some reason, it was as if a tight string was loosened:

"And magician, is it impossible to have offspring."

Expected deviation, with a sense of frustration, he leaned back in his chair, pondering the mystery of his birth.

A few seconds later, Thales exhaled and smiled self-deprecatingly.

This can be regarded as letting go of a doubt.

A long-standing doubt~IndoMTL.com~ But at the same time, Ashida shook her head again.

"But, strictly speaking," Ashida folded her hands, and after a little thought, she said slowly: "There is still a magician who has the ability to create life-although I don't think that is the real meaning "Fertility" on the Internet."

Thyls's heart suddenly shuddered.

The pupils of the second prince shrank, and he slowly raised his head: "Who?"

Ashida spreads her hands and raised her head.

"A grumpy lady." Ashida gave a clear smile.

Then the magician said a name.

A name that changed Thales.

"Giza Trellman," Ashida said lightly:

"Blood Magician."