After waking up

More than half a month had passed since the last battle, and Mulan still stayed in Solens City, but he no longer lived in a hotel, but in a more private residence with better facilities.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun had disappeared in Mulan's room, and there was only a faint glow of sunset in the distance outside the window. Mulan, who had been lying in bed, also opened his eyes at this moment.

It was another night and a day of insomnia and nightmares. Although Mulan's mental state was not bad, the bags under his eyes inevitably became a bit deep due to long-term insomnia. This was not enough to form dark circles, but it made him look swollen. Deeper.

Mulan lifted the quilt and sat up, looking at his left shoulder. There was a faint trace of blood on his pajamas. The wound that was originally healing well had become somewhat repetitive in the past few days.

"Dong dong~"

"Lord Jones, may I come in?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door. Mulan knew that it was the doctor sent by Her Majesty the Queen. He was always concerned about Mulan's condition and came over early this time to wait.

"come in."

After Mullan said this, the door to the room was opened, and a tall, thin, middle-aged man walked in with a suitcase. In addition to him, there was Farrow Lynch leaning on the door frame at the door.

As soon as the doctor came in, he lit the gas lamp in the room, then looked at Mulan's left shoulder and frowned.

"Lord Jones, how is your mental condition?"

"Although I have been suffering from insomnia, fortunately I slept a lot and my energy is not too bad."

The doctor carefully observed Mulan's condition, checked the wound, auscultated the heartbeat, and finally changed the gauze for Mulan.

"Perhaps it is the influence of the werewolf's toxin, coupled with your previous fierce battle, that has made it difficult for the injury to heal. Injuries involving the extraordinary neighborhood are generally more difficult if they are repeatedly stalemate. I can only try to prepare a new potion. one time."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Compared to Mulan, the doctor's spirit seemed to be worse. It got even worse after seeing Mulan's injuries relapse. They frowned when they left.

Of course, in terms of facial expression, Farrow Lynch was the worst among the three, but he did not allow the doctor to check his physical condition, and the doctor himself was not interested in this weird guy.

After watching the doctor leave, Farrow Lynch leaned against the door frame and looked at Mulland Road.

"Your physical condition seems not to be optimistic. This is not normal. I don't think this doctor can help you. Don't die too early."

"Don't worry Farrow Lynch, I will definitely fulfill my promise. Unless I really die suddenly."

Farrow Lynch's dead face grinned.

"Is there anything I can do to help you? Even if you can still make jokes, I don't think your current situation has anything to do with getting better."

Mulan sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, straightened his clothes, and finally put on a coat. He was remembering something while getting dressed.

"I think I know my situation. My spirit and will are pretty good, but my body can't keep up. I chose the Glory Knight sequence and defeated powerful enemies several times. It seems powerful, but in fact I am overstretching myself."

"Although the will has a strong feedback effect on the body, there is a limit after all. In addition to the powerful spirit, the birth of real magic cannot be separated from the body. When the spirit transcends too much and bursts out powerful magic, the physical body actually bears far more than the load. The pressure, and since I have not completely formed the world, I am missing a key link in coordinating the balance and coordination between spirit and matter. If this continues, my body will collapse first."

Farrow Lynch couldn't help but think of the Holy Spear of Light used by Mulan in the previous battle. It was magnificent and bright but full of destructive power. Thinking of this, he looked at Mulan adjusting his clothes, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Thank you for saying it so easily."

Farrow Lynch said this and then expressed doubts.

"I probably understand the formation of the world, but is the so-called magic power really real?"

Mullan adjusted himself in the mirror and turned to look at Farrow Lynch.

"Yes, it's a term I summarized. I will explain it in detail in the middle of the first grade of Black Castle."

As he spoke, Mulan looked at the dusk outside the window, looking at the plant branches and leaves that were slightly blown by the wind in the dusk, and said in a relaxed tone.

"In all kinds of information in the extraordinary world, there are all kinds of mysterious forces that affect all aspects. Among various meanings that have similar meanings or overlapping extensions, 'magic' is one that appears more frequently. kind of noun."

Mulan picked up the cane and knocked on the wooden floor, then went to the window and opened it. A gust of cold wind blew in, blowing the curtains and Mulan's hair.

"This can be said to be the surface world, or the real world. The weird existences in the other world really want to get their souls and bodies, and they really want to express their 'self' in the real world, because this existential influence is very important. , but often lacks a carrier. You can simply understand it as a physical body that can truly carry its various powers, and its magic power is difficult to radiate or completely radiate outside the inner world!"

Farrow Lynch nodded slightly, and Mullan continued.

"So our body is absolutely crucial. The magic power born from the combination of physical power and spiritual will can be fully expressed at all levels and is called 'real magic power'. Many magic books say this in an ambiguous way, haha ."

Farrow Lynch would sigh sincerely.

"It's not unreasonable for you to become the professor of the so-called Black Castle. So, what can you do about your situation?"

Mulan has already walked towards the door.

"The best way is of course to improve. It should be said that I came here for this purpose in the beginning. In the eyes of ignorant people, I seem to be powerful, but in fact I am an incomplete transcendent. In the eyes of the powerful who can really see through this, You are just a babbling baby in front of you."

"Very fragile!"

Mullan said in conclusion.

Farrow Lynch stepped aside at the door, grinning and asking teasingly.

"This kind of thing must be very private to you. Is it really okay to tell me?"

"Haha, strictly speaking, this is not really a secret to anyone who cares."

Mulan had already walked to the door, looked levelly at Farrow Lynch's eyes, suppressed his relaxed smile, and answered seriously and calmly.

"And although we have only known each other for a short time, my instinct tells me that you are a trustworthy person, Farrow Lynch."

"Okay, let's go. I asked you to come here because I thought there was something that you might be interested in."

It wasn't until Mulan left that Farolinqi recovered from his slight daze and quickly followed him. He probably understood what Mulan was referring to.

As a resuscitator, it is difficult for Farrow Lynch to withstand sunlight at this stage. In most cases, he will only be active at night and on cloudy days with heavy clouds. The last time he appeared during the day, even though he was wearing thick black clothes, He is also at risk of injury.

So Mullan chose to start work after dusk today, which also took care of Farrow Lynch.

This was a private mansion with many rooms and deep corridors, but there seemed to be no unnecessary people. The two of them walked along the corridor with the gas lights turned on, and soon arrived at a heavy door at the end.

Mulan reached out and touched the door. The thickness and color were obviously wrapped in a mixed substance such as lead. The symbols on it glowed faintly at this moment, and Mulan also pushed inward.

"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak"

The door was opened, and a table could be seen in the middle.

Farrow Lynch followed Mullan in, and there was the sound of the door closing behind him.

At this moment, the room immediately became invisible.

There was a "click" and something on the table was opened.

The next moment, rays of light appeared, and a box opened by Mulan seemed to emit a ray of light.

The box was fully opened, and it was even more dazzling against the current environment. It was a kind of light that Farrow Lynch had missed for a long time but had been missing. Inside the box on the table, it seemed like there was a shining sun lying there.

"This is the Sun Stone!"