Chapter 136

Speaking of this, Duncan's voice became deeper and his eyes flashed with tears.

Those memories are like carefully carved paintings, each stroke is profound and distinct, making his eyes shine with the light of the past.

Just returning to this hometown felt like time was flowing back at this moment, taking him back to that unforgettable, happy and distant time.

He walked ahead on his own and slowly entered the interior of the church. The familiar furnishings and atmosphere made him feel as if he had returned to the past.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to catch his wife's scent in the air, even if it was just a trace, it would be enough to comfort him.

Although...all this is in vain, everything familiar in front of him is awakening the memories deep in his heart.

They once walked into the church hand in hand, but now he was the only one left...and the cold gold.

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At this time, what expression should I make? ——Accompanying the old man to return to his hometown, but he was stuffed with a lot of dog food, which made Ash feel that he should ask for some extra compensation when he listened to Duncan's self-centered talk.

But looking at the choked old man, he could only hide his sigh, take a deep breath, and try to calm down the helplessness in his heart.

After all, he also understood that the other party was actually talking to himself rather than talking to him.

Unknowingly, they seemed to have arrived at their former residence.

Duncan walked to his wife Lectile's desk, where her favorite books and an unfinished paintbrush were still placed.

He picked up the paintbrush that had turned into gold and stroked it gently, as if he could feel his wife's temperature and breath.

It was also at this moment that Duncan finally could no longer suppress his inner emotions. He squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and let the tears flow freely.

At this moment, it seemed that he was no longer the court mage who was good at intrigues, but just a helpless and fragile old man who had lost his beloved.

But looking at the old man who was trying hard not to let out a cry, Ash couldn't make fun of him for being such an adult and still a man. He even couldn't help but want to touch his head, but he felt It doesn't seem appropriate.

So, he silently walked out of the room, looked out at the sunset in the distance, and sighed in boredom: "...human beings are really fragile; But when Fearon dies...will I come to visit the grave like this?"

"——What exactly does it refer to?"

Before he even finished speaking, the voice of a strange man without any emotion came from the corner of the road not far away.

But Ash had actually discovered the existence of the approaching man - Mahat.

Just like Ash has not changed, Mahat is still the same as he was half a century ago, with long red hair, a pair of long horns on both sides of his forehead, small eyes, but extremely sharp eyes, and the same appearance Quite excellent.

Although the two sides had fought before, at this moment they had no intention of attacking...at least on the surface.

Therefore, facing this sudden and powerful enemy, Ash just replied calmly: "...Emotions and body specifically, right?"

"But even though we have been separated for half a century, Lord Duncan is sad, but he does not have any regrets at all. Why is this? Legendary love?"

"Probably? But compared to this, you actually call me a human being."

"It's a matter of politeness. After all, I did cooperate with Lord Gluck before and promised to be loyal to him. Lord Duncan is Lord Gluck's son-in-law and also my disciple."

"You've obviously betrayed me, but you're still struggling with this issue. Normally, no one would call their disciples 'sir', right?"

"...Is that so? The problem of human politeness is really profound." After Mahat pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, he unconsciously cast his gaze in the direction of the house:

"Then again, what are you and Sir Duncan doing here? Are you revisiting your old place? Or are you also trying to understand human beings?"

"...I just came to visit the grave with you, so if possible, can you pretend that you didn't see us?"

"Of course, after all, I don't like fighting with others. As long as you don't disturb the peace here, I have no reason to fight with you."

I thought that a battle was inevitable, but Mahat was surprisingly easy to talk to. After nodding his head readily and agreeing, he turned and left without expression.

Now that he had done everything, Yaling Xiuzhen, who was ready to fight and prepare chess, was stunned in the original place. He was particularly depressed because he had no fighting skills. ⑺

After all, times have changed and he has made a lot of progress. He is not opposed to a fight.

"But... he said he would let it go, but Duncan definitely can't let go of the memories of his hometown and his wife now, right?"

After watching Mahat, his eyes unconsciously turned to the house that had long been turned into gold, and he was convinced from Duncan's performance... that the old man would definitely regret it.

So the question now is - should we leave neatly, or should we help Duncan?

But given the current situation, Ya Xiu couldn't think of a reason to help him... But after seeing his previous appearance, he felt a little uncomfortable leaving like this.

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It didn't take long after Mahat left... He had wiped away his tears, tidied up his appearance, and looked as normal as ever.

Duncan, whose eyes were slightly red, calmly held the wand and walked out of the house.

Duncan, who clearly felt that the powerful magic power was approaching, pretended that nothing had happened and came out, and looked at Asher in surprise:

"...Do you know Mahat?"

"tentatively."

"He didn't actually take action..." Duncan couldn't grasp the situation clearly, and just muttered in a low voice: "It seems that he is not planning to kill us, at least for the time being, right?"

"Probably." Ya Xiu spread his hands helplessly: "Then? Do you plan to go shopping for a while?"

"...No, let's go sweep the grave." Duncan looked around, then sighed and walked in front.

Although the surroundings were still familiar, after crying, he temporarily broke away from being obsessed with the past, and took Ash all the way to the back of the village, which was isolated on a small hill. In front of the tombstone.

The position of the tombstone on the hill was just right, overlooking the entire village, and right next to the tombstone stood Mahat, who had just left earlier.

Why did Mahat appear here... Neither of them knew for sure. They probably wanted to see how humans pay homage to the dead, right?

Duncan didn't ask, and Mahat also just smiled and welcomed Duncan's return.

No one spoke again after that, and the two of them quickly finished sweeping the tomb in a strange sense of tension... In fact, they just brushed off the dust on the tombstone, and then they just stayed silent for a while, and then quickly left the scene.

After all, all the flowers and plants on site were turned into gold... It was impossible to remove them, and there was nothing else that could be done except brushing away the dust.

On the way out of the Golden Land, Duncan had been leading the way since Ash was not good at recognizing the way.

But Duncan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped the moment he stepped out of the barrier and said without looking back:

"I have said before that every moment I spent with my wife is definitely no longer in this place... I came here just to confirm this."

"Yeah, you said that."

"....However, now I want to regret it."

"You can see it."

There was nothing surprising. Ash had already thought of this situation when he saw his previous appearance.

"....I'm sorry, but I have no intention of dying. If I die, I will die after seeing the beautiful scenery of my former hometown, not this cold gold."

"Is there any chance of winning?"

"...After collecting enough intelligence, there may be a glimmer of hope of victory." Although he said this, Duncan was actually not sure.

"I can listen to everything you have collected."

If you just listen to it, it won't be a problem.

Therefore, Ash planned to stay for the time being and see the situation.

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On the way back to the cabin in the woods.

Duncan organized the language and information and expressed it without reservation.

For example, through the "privilege" of becoming a first-level magician, I obtained the "curse return" magic from Celie.

And this is his trump card against Mahat, because the magic that returns the curse can automatically rebound all effects that are judged as curses, even if he doesn't understand the opponent's magic at all.

Because the magic that bounces the "curse" back to the one who cast the curse is the crystallization of human wisdom from the mythical age. Even the most primitive magic theory cannot explain or explain it. It can be called mythical magic.

Even if it took Seriai hundreds of years to learn it, if she were a human... she would have died without a chance to learn it.

Fifty years ago, Celia also succeeded. Through this unreasonable magic, she rebounded the most powerful curse known as the turning of all things into gold, turning Mahat's hand into gold... Although Mahat himself It will be lifted immediately.

But with this experience, it is enough to prove that this magic can be used to deal with Mahat and break his killing ability.

After saying this, Duncan continued:

"....As I said before, before I came here, Lairne sent Tao, a young but experienced first-level magician, to serve as the commander of the advance team to scout the Golden Country of Vieze. Officer, there are five second-level magicians accompanying us, although they..."

"——That's really a luxurious configuration, but let me interrupt first... Can you tell me who this woman is?"

Ash didn't wait for him to finish, but couldn't help but interrupt and point to the woman who was the closest among all the golden statues to the cabin in the forest. She was still kneeling on the ground with a distinct knife wound on her shoulder.

The woman kneeling on one knee looked like she was talking to someone about this before she was turned into gold.

This also made Yaxiu pay some attention to this unique golden statue when he passed by it before.

"This is one of the members of the advance team who scouted the Golden Land not long ago when I took over the job of the administrator, the second-level magician Fluu." Duncan looked at the woman kneeling on one knee with a trace of regret, and said directly identity and said frankly:

"She was turned into gold when she was reporting the situation to Lyon... She should have been released as a warning. By the way, the entire team, including the first-level magician Tao, was killed by Mahat in an instant."

"... Killed? Didn't they turn into gold?"

"They were killed with a knife, and the speed was so fast that no one had time to use magic." Duncan sighed softly: "It is obvious that Mahat, who should have been a magician, is extremely powerful even as a warrior... And this is the first time I know about this."

"-Are you stronger than Tao?" After hearing the conversation between the two, he came out of the cabin in the woods. Fulilian, who walked out of the middle, couldn't help but interrupt when she heard this description:

"That Tao is not from the same period as you, that is, the elite who passed the cruel third round and truly has the level of a first-level magician. He is not the kind of person who has potential or personality this time and is liked by Celia to become a first-level magician, right?"

"That's right... His strength is beyond doubt, and even if I can win against such an elite, I'm afraid it will be a miserable victory."

Although he is not young, Duncan also understands that his talent as a magician is not top-notch. There are many people who are more talented and more powerful than him. He is better at intrigue.

After all, the important thing for a court mage is not strength, but skill. In comparison, he has been intriguing for a long time, and normally he doesn't need to fight at all.

In this case, facing a first-level magician with rich combat experience, it is really hard to say whether he can actually win. If there are five second-level magicians to assist him, he can hardly think of the hope of winning.

In other words-even if Mahat doesn't use magic and just cuts himself like a warrior, he will be killed like cutting vegetables.

After all, the advance team was extremely alert when they entered the Golden Country, so there was no possibility of being killed by the enemy unexpectedly. After all, the demons were extremely proud of magic, so they would not attack magicians by surprise, and would only fight fairly.

Not to mention Duncan, even Ash was dumbfounded after learning about this:

"He is so strong in close combat, what's the point of collecting more intelligence? Even if he can turn everything into gold, it's useless. He doesn't even need to use magic, he can just chop you and everything will be over, right?"

"... Very good, let's go back."

After learning that Mahat still had such an exaggerated close combat ability, Fulilian simply turned around and went back to the house, planning to pack up and leave.

But before he could take two steps, Ash suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged him back: "Don't be so impatient."

"What's the matter?"

"I think it's not good to leave like this."

"... When did you become so nice?" Flyllian looked back expressionlessly, looking at him as if she was looking at something new.

"It's not that it's the case, but it doesn't seem good to just run away with your tail between your legs." As he spoke, he looked at Duncan again and asked: "After you have a clear understanding of this information, why do you still not plan to give up... Can I ask?"

"He will look down on me."

"Look down on...?"

"Yes, he will definitely look down on me, or look down on us, the fragile humans." Duncan just stood there and said in a deep voice : "And this is our biggest advantage."

"Let me ask first, what is the reason...?"

"After the advance team was wiped out, Lylean also took Etilu in once, and escaped back with only serious injuries. Etilu even successfully touched Mahat's body when Lylean attracted Mahat's attention, and read his memory and escaped back unscathed."

Facing his teammates, Duncan naturally told them without any concealment what happened before he took over.

But this content sounded quite magical to Ash and Flyllian.

Because they all knew the two people Duncan mentioned.

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Lylean was Duncan's good friend and one of the strongest magicians in the world. After all, he had fought with Flyllian once before. It was hard to say who would win or lose in a life-and-death fight with Flyllian, so it was not surprising that he could delay time.

Although it might be difficult to escape, it was not very strange.

But they also knew the second-level magician Etilu because she had participated in the previous first-level magician exam.

In terms of attainment in mental magic, Atiloo is better than any first-level magician in the mainland magic association, but there are some problems here... that is, all magicians will build mental defense, just like Fulilian and Ash will do the same.

Six hundred years ago, Mahat, who was able to defeat Fulilian and study everything into gold, was already a great demon at that time.

Therefore, having lived for at least a thousand years, it is impossible for a great demon of this level to have no mental defense. After all, even demons need to face attacks from the mental aspect.

So it is a bit outrageous that the defense is broken and the memory is read after just a moment of contact. After all, if the mind is invaded for a short time during the battle and becomes sluggish, it may face a life-and-death crisis. This leads to the stronger the magician, the stronger the defense, not to mention the situation of being completely broken through and the memory is read.