Weird Wizarding World Chapter 317

   Chapter 317 Past Events

   The night is deep.

  Colin walked quickly on the school road, and the cold wind was blowing slowly.

   In such a cold weather, the slight heat that was gently exhaled between breaths would instantly turn into white mist.

   He glanced left and right, and he was the only one walking on the wide road.

   Speaking of which, I have never been to the school at such a late hour.

   After walking along the road for a while, he came to Atbold's house.

   This is still the same as before, covered by a circle of tall trees, but if you look closely, you can still see some traces of damage on them.

  Colin tried to take a step forward, and the familiar resistance came... It seems that Nado has recovered.

   He smiled slightly, used magic tricks, lifted the barrier, and walked in.

   walked through the trees and came to the garden, which was still a barren scene.

   Looking forward through the winding road, Colin saw a huge old tree stretching in the ice and snow beside the ruins of the original villa.

  If it weren't for the accumulation of snow, just looking at its dense branches and leaves, people can't help but have the illusion that it is still summer at this time.

   Atbold and Lillian were standing under the tree, one figure was extraordinarily tall, the other was extraordinarily petite, and the contrast was strong.

   "Teacher, senpai." Colin approached and greeted.

   "Well, are you done with the matter?" Atbold turned his head and asked with a smile, while Lillian nodded lightly at him.

   "Yes, the school badge has been changed." Colin replied, looking past the tall figure of Atbold to the huge ancient tree.

   Beneath the old tree, lay a pale corpse.

   This is Marjorie's body, which has been properly stored in the storage ring by Atebold for a while.

  According to the rules of Black Castle, unless you are completely convicted, your storage ring will not be removed. After all, the magic power is imprisoned, and the storage ring cannot be used.

   looked at the man whom he had talked to not long ago, but now it has become a broken corpse.

  The expression on Colin's face gradually became silent, and his back couldn't help straightening.

  No one spoke, and the three fell into solemn silence.

   A circle of big trees around the yard isolates the outside world, and also makes the sound softer. Except for the falling snow, there is no other sound in the yard, which is extremely quiet.

  In terms of affection, the relationship between him and Marjorie is not very deep, but this farewell, or funeral, is the first time he has participated in similar activities in this world.

   He was curious about funerals, but more sentimental.

  In the wizarding world, death is too easy.

  From Blackstone Island to the present, the people around him have died one after another.

   Some are familiar, such as Erica, but more are only seen, and even the name has been blurred.

   He almost forgot about the funeral, and for the vast majority of people in the past life, when you died, someone would still pay tribute to you...

   But death is never an easy word.

  Colin couldn't help but think of Blackrock Island again. If anyone died, the most impressive impression in his mind would undoubtedly be Erica.

   Although he never saw her die.

  —When I saw Erica in the control room of the wizard tower, she was already dead, and all that remained were the ghosts born from the wreckage.

   But he had seen her dead.

   In that winding cave, Erica's body had long since changed beyond recognition. It didn't take a long time for her body to turn into a "clean" skeleton, but an indescribable scene.

   He still remembers the appearance of carrion and the stench.

   After an unknown amount of time, Atbold said slowly:

   "Okay, now that everyone is here, let's start the first process tonight - farewell Marjorie."

   After saying that, Atbold walked straight to the side of Marjorie's body and slowly extended his hand.

   A faint magical radiance surged in his palm.

  The funeral started like this, maybe not enough for the opening ceremony, but it was sincere enough.

  Lillian silently walked not far from Marjorie's body, and looked at it solemnly.

   Colin also walked over after seeing this, with a hint of curiosity in his solemn face.

   The next moment, a subtle voice sounded, and the half-meter circle of ice and snow around Marjorie quickly melted under the action of invisible force, revealing the brownish-yellow land.

  The grass seeds that were sleeping in the soil slowly woke up, stretched out one by one, gradually arched out of the ground, and pulled out their green branches.

   In an instant, the place where Marjorie lay down turned into a green field again.

  The fresh green grass wrapped around him and pierced into his body.

   Gradually, as the grass grew longer and longer, at a certain moment, with a slight popping sound, the first shimmering grass grew out of Marjorie's body, swaying gently in the wind.

   And this grass is just a prelude, and then, chi chi chi, one after another emitting a faint glow.

   In the blink of an eye, a shimmering green grass appeared on Marjorie's corpse in front of him.

   However, this scene is not only not scary, but has some alternative beauty.

   From a distance, Marjorie seemed to have become illusory, lying in the lush grass, with green grasses overlapping it unhindered.

   Even though it grew out of the corpse, the grass was still clean, without any trace of blood.

  In the snow, they swayed neatly with the wind, and the gleaming rays of light gathered like a sea of ​​stars.

  During this process, Marjorie's pale complexion gradually became ruddy, and the conspicuous blood on his body gradually disappeared.

   If you don't look at the mutilated parts of his body, he looks like he is sleeping peacefully now.

   "This is a funeral that originated from the elves." Lilian explained to him: "In the Rudolph family, we call it a star burial."

   "It's really like a dreamy starry sky." Colin whispered, his blue eyes reflected the magnificent "star sea" in front of him.

   "The grandfather will give him a eulogy next." After Lilian finished speaking, she stood beside him and watched the ceremony quietly.

   Atbold's eulogy was not long, and certainly not short.

   It was also listening to the eulogy that Colin finally understood why Marjorie never chose to leave Artbold.

   One night many years ago, Marjorie's family died in an accident, only he was rescued by Artbolddo and survived.

   Atbold may not have taken it to heart, but Marjorie did.

   So after some hard work, he came to the Tin Saint School and became a student of Atbold.

   That time was nearly fifty years ago. Speaking of which, Marjorie was almost seventy years old this year.

   But for wizard apprentices, this only counts as middle age.

   Without this accident, Marjorie would have lived at least fifty years.

   In between the moods, Atebold's eulogy came to an end,

   "… well wishes, my dear Marjorie."

   After a short while, Atbold finished saying this, and announced that the funeral had come to the last step.

   He turned and walked beside the two Colin, standing quietly with them.

   After a while.

  The swaying green grass gradually stopped, and the light suddenly became dim.

   But the next moment, the green light suddenly lit up, and then spread out in all directions like flowing water.

   Then, these lights "ignited" the surrounding plants like fire.

   The first is the huge ancient tree in front of them. The pale green light spreads all the way up from the root, and in an instant, it swept over every leaf, turning it into a mysterious ancient tree emitting fluorescent light.

   Followed by the surrounding shrubs, dwarf trees, and plants within a radius of nearly 20 meters, all glowing like huge ancient trees, stretching their bodies and shaking slightly.

   As if mourning for Marjorie in the center of light.

   This is a very splendid scene. Colin glanced around and learned more about the meaning of star burial.

   However, prosperity is always fleeting, and such a splendid scenery disappeared in a flash after only a few seconds.

  The light receded towards Marjorie's body along the way it came, forming a white cocoon of light.

   Then, the light cocoon disappeared and the flowers bloomed.

   Marjorie's body disappeared at some point.

   But in this cold snowy night, the bright flowers blooming one by one in the original position of the corpse.

   A sea of ​​shimmering flowers is formed. This scene is bizarre and magnificent, with a captivating appeal.

  Just like this, the few people stood silently for a while, until the shimmering light remaining on the flowers completely disappeared.

  Atbold waved out a few tree chairs, and an original table, beckoned to sit down.

  Although the villa has not yet been built, a simple party venue is still difficult for a second-order wizard.

  As the three sat down, Atbold waved his hand again, and a circle of knotted vines quickly rose from around them.

   After a while, a temporary vine house with a dome surrounded them and the sea of ​​flowers that Marjorie had turned into.

  Teng.

  Atbold lit the bonfire again, and the orange light brought warmth and stretched the flowers that were wilting because they lost their shimmer and could not resist the cold erosion.

   Perhaps it is blessed by witchcraft. The insulation of the rattan house is good, and the bonfire is also specially ventilated.

  The house quickly became comfortable.

   "The conditions are simple, and it can only be like this." Atbold said, looking around for a week.

   As if he felt that there was something missing, he patted his forehead and continued to take out a thick cast iron grill and put it on the bonfire.

   Then I took out some ingredients, some cooked food, and some meat that should be grilled now, such as steak.

   "It's been a long time since I had a barbecue outdoors. It was one of the most common things I did when I was adventuring outside." Atbold said with emotion.

  The small rattan house, the burning campfire, the cast iron grill, and the ingredients and seasonings on the round table at this time.

   This scene made Colin inexplicably relieved, and the heaviness of Marjorie's funeral just now gradually subsided.

The sea of ​​flowers swaying silently beside   , Clinton paused and said:

   "Teacher, I actually brought some food with me."

   He took out the roast duck and roast chicken he ordered Renee to make from the storage ring.

   That night, because he was afraid that his residence was in an ambush, he instructed Renee and the others to find an inn and stay temporarily.

   But he never thought that he would be gone for several days.

  Fortunately, Renee had enough magic stones on her body, and she stayed at the hotel at his orders, but everything was safe.

  Atbold raised his eyebrows and looked at the roast pork that Colin had brought out. He didn't say much, but Lillian on the side was a little interested in these two fresh foods that he had never seen before.

   But the protagonists tonight were grandfather and Colin. She silently took out the floral wine she brewed and a set of glasses, and poured two glasses for Colin.

   "Let me think about where to start..." Atbold felt the temperature of the iron plate in the air, took out a piece of steak, and continued:

   "Aki long ago... actually called me Uncle Rudolph."

   Colin nodded slightly, he already knew that Atbold's golden feather genius son, Puran, was a good friend with Axi.

   So it is normal to call Atbold an uncle.

  The fat of the steak sizzled under the high temperature of the iron plate, and the aroma came out.

   "Well... I'll keep it short, it's all old and old, and you probably already understand most of it." Atbold smiled, turned the steak, and continued:

   "My sons Puran and Aki were very good friends at the time...a half-elf, a pure-blood wizard. I still find this friendship a little weird now."

   "But they do indeed become friends, and they can even go to explore the sinister but opportunity-filled ruins together.

  Be aware that in such places, unreliable companions may be more dangerous than ruins! "

   "Unfortunately, this relationship changed quickly." Atbold sighed and whispered a person's name, or an elf name:

   "Octavier... This high elf has appeared."

   "While she captured Pulan's heart, she also captured Aki's heart."

   Colin nodded slightly, he remembered the name, it was the name of Lilian's high elf mother.

   "But with the relationship between Axi and Puran, they won't make a big fight." Atbold continued: "It's just that there was one more thing that changed Axi - that is Puland's rapid increase in strength."

   "Aki thinks that it is because Puran got some benefits from the ruins and did not share it with him, but in fact, I know that Puran is only trying to improve himself in pursuit of the second-order high elf.

   He is a genius, and the school has given him a silver feather nameplate early. Of course, Aki is also a silver feather... but there is also a huge gap between silver feathers and silver feathers. "

   "After all, after the school awarded him the Silver Feather nameplate, Pulan relaxed and said to me that he didn't like to be the first, and would rather be the majority of the middle. Silver Feather is enough.

   But in fact, if he had worked hard, the Golden Feather nameplate would have been there long ago, and he would not have waited eight years. "

"Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Aki can't accept this fact, so he is so convinced that Puran has swallowed some kind of benefit. In addition, he finally pursued Octavier as Puran, so jealousy slowly brewed. hatred."

  "This hatred drove Aki to make an irrational choice, relying on Pulan's trust, he set a trap...

I think you should know about the situation after   ... In that accident, two second-order wizards of the Hitos family fell, Pulan died, and Aki also became a marginal figure in the Hitos family. "

  Atbold sighed softly, Octavier was just the trigger, what really changed Aki...is his jealousy.

   "Okay, the story is over, I have to give you your spoils first."

   Concentrating his thoughts, Atbold took out a few crystals with a smile and continued:

   "When Aki's storage ring was in the interrogation room, it had already been returned to the Hitos family, but I still intercepted some loot for you, mainly witchcraft and knowledge."

   "Knowledge is the most precious thing for wizards, take a look."

   Colin nodded slightly and took the crystal without courtesy, but he felt a little regretful that Atbold couldn't leave some magic stones.

   For him, to a certain extent, magic stones are equivalent to knowledge.

   He could guess with his feet that Aki, who came from a big pure-blood family, was probably rich.

   But it doesn't matter, the magic stone is not lacking for the time being.

   Concentrating his thoughts, Colin began to look at the crystal he took over.

   (end of this chapter)

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