Duke of Grief

"Ebner, do you know what "magic" is?"

The young Ebner was sitting by the ‘bed’, looking at himself, even though he was already lying on the sick ‘bed’, but still a little puzzled by the ‘magic’ grandfather.

Is "Magic" really so interesting?

EBNER really does not want his brain to be dominated by'formula' and'knowledge', just like his own grandfather—Early Hui's EBNER has already seen the grandfather's'essence' already. He has been dominated by "magic" brain, no one's own ideas!

The closer to death, the more my grandfather will remember things like ‘magic’.

The grandfather who used to show a kind smile to himself has disappeared, and now ‘this’ lying on ‘bed’ is just a ‘puppet’.

The old man did not get the answer from his grandson, nor did he feel awkward at all. It seemed that from the beginning, he intended to ask himself and answer: "'Magic' is a path to truth, an'art', and a'power'... "

"Grandfather, you should take a good rest now!" Ebner interrupted his grandfather impatiently, "Rather than explain these things to me!"

The muddy eyes rolled, and the old man lying on the'bed' looked sideways, calmly looking at his grandson, and said with a smile: "Ebner, you are the heir of the'Bauhinia' family, you must be exposed to'magic' in the future, Whether you want it or not, as long as you want to inherit'Bauhinia', then you must'inherit' our knowledge."

Ebner pursed his mouth, his face'disappearing' unpleasant'color', "Grandfather, can't I be like everyone else? Our family's wealth is enough, and our family's strength is also strong enough--and why Do I have to inherit'Bauhinia'? Father?"

"Ebner...you are a genius."

The old man lying on the'bed' took a deep breath and sighed: "You and me, as well as your father, are different. You are a genius! Of course your father will also inherit'Bauhinia', but in your thirties After three years old, your father will pass the'Bauhinia' to you, because you are different from us... You are a genius, a genius who can complete the'inheritance'!"

Listening to my grandfather's words, EBNER felt a sense of irritability in his heart for no reason, "'Inheritance','Inheritance','Bauhinia','Bauhinia'-are these things really so important?!"

He couldn't control himself and snarled at the old man on the bed.

But after this low growl, EBNER reacted, his eyes panicked and confusing, his mouth open, panicked, "Sorry, Grandpa...I..."

"...No need to apologize."

The old man sighed and said, "It is our fault. You are still small. We are too tight. Ebner. It is our fault. You do not need to apologize."

"However, if you can... I hope you can learn more about "magic"."

The old man struggled to get up, and EBNER, who had not taken care of others, hurriedly helped his grandfather to put a pillow.

The old man seemed to become more refined after sitting up. He raised his finger to the bookshelf. "Ebner, help me get the book on the third floor of the second bookshelf."

EBNER walked obediently and gave the book to his grandfather.

"I remember, you have read this book when you were five years old." The old man's dry hand rubbed on the cover, and his eyes reflected, not only this book, but also the memories he once had.

Ebner climbed into the chair again and sat there obediently and silently, listening to his grandfather.

"This book was written by an ancestor of our "Bauhinia" family more than 600 years ago. "Original" has been lost for a long time. One of the only "copy" of this book is also hundreds of years old. History."

The old man narrowed his eyes, as if he saw his childhood, his son's childhood, and his grandson's childhood. The first book they read was this one.

When they are literate, the first book they get is this one!

"There are no obscure words and sentences, or even a spell spell, which flatly introduces'Mage' and'Magic', which is diametrically opposed to the image of a mage that ordinary people come into contact with. At that time, our ancestor wanted to use this This book is passed on, so that more beginners can correctly understand the existence of'magic' and'magic'."

Speaking of which, the old man shook his head and smiled: "Of course, many people resisted, and even our ancestor's friend showed more or less the same attitude-don't let this book spread! Our naive ancestor also tried to spread the book on the pretext of being stolen, but unfortunately, it was like a stone was thrown into the sea, except for'ripple , Nothing happened. Otherwise, the "original" will not be lost from our hands."

"You are a genius, and it took only a year to read through this book and understand what is "magic" and what is "magic", so you gave me this book again..."

Speaking of this, the old man flashed a lonely glance in his eyes, but he abandoned this'useless' emotion at the next moment, because'Bauhinia' already had a near-perfect heir, he didn't need to worry anymore .

"Now, I'm going to give you this book again..." The old man handed this book to EBNER, and the ignorant EBNER also took over the book which was not heavy.

"When you have a child in the future, you will be like me and your father, "hand over" this book to him or her."

The old man's five fingers slid weakly from the book, and then he turned his head and looked out at the falling sunlight outside the window.

"Go and call your father in..."

After a moment of silence, Ebner, holding the book, looked up blankly and heard the old man who was “unwilling” facing himself whisper: “I still have something to tell him, and it’s time to tell him some “secrets” of our family. Well, I can’t bring those things into the grave, otherwise... I’m ashamed of my ancestors."

The young and ignorant EBNER pursed his lips and nodded. "Okay, grandfather, I'll go here."

Squeak--

EBNER struggled to open the heavy room ‘door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and let his father walk in alone.

He held the book and stood outside the door with his back to the room, waiting quietly.

He didn’t know why, why their family was different from others, why the life of the elderly in their family was so short, as a mage... he was only seventy-two years old as a grandfather...

"Ebner..." The "female" man whose face had been blurred whispered softly in his ear, which made Ebner recover.

"EBNER!"

Behind the room ‘door’ was opened, EBNER and his mother looked at it.

His own face was also vague, only remembering the father who seemed serious at that time sighed and said in a low voice: "Come in, your grandfather..."

EBNER remembers that his grandfather passed away on that day... Then, he woke up in a dream!

The old man lying on the ‘bed’ ‘mystery’ ‘mystery’ opened his eyes vaguely, and a familiar darkness came into his eyes.

The night still didn't leave, but the old man never fell asleep again. He opened his eyes, which had become as muddy as his grandfather's back then, and could no longer sleep.

'why are you? ! why are you? ! ’

He still remembers the ugly appearance of his father standing by his father's bed before he died.

At that time he didn't answer anything, silent, just silent, his father slowly became peaceful, and like his grandfather, he chose'death'!

The moonlight poured through the glass windows without curtains and poured onto the bookshelves.

The glass jar on the ‘bed’ side table quivered slightly, and the old man looked at the third floor of the second bookshelf, and he still lay there quietly for many years.

"How do I know..."

EBNER ELFARRO whispered to himself.