I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 20 Leaving

Lancelot still couldn't figure out why Gloria had to pay such a high price. The reason given by the witch was obviously illogical.

But now that the matter is over, the answer is no longer important.

The boy had no resentment towards the witch, on the contrary, he was full of gratitude.

Although Gloria used magic to erase Lancelot's memory and made him live a miserable life for three years, he knew that Gloria did this to protect himself.

Lancelot thought of this, and his closed eyes began to tremble. Through his eyes, he seemed to be next to the fire burning with blue-violet flames again.

He will never forget his mother's desperate eyes. Even though he is a time traveler, he still has the memory of this life and inherits the original owner's feelings for his mother.

When he recalled the scene of the boy biting the wizard's arm with his mouth full of blood, he felt his whole soul tremble.

The person who killed their mother was not Gloria and Lilith who brought them to the magic circle, but that bastard Caesar.

"One day I will kill him with my own hands. From today on, the wizard is my enemy!"

Suddenly, Lancelot felt a warm current pouring into his body along the top of his head. The next second, he felt an extremely strong burning sensation all over his body, as if his whole body was about to explode.

"Well" Lancelot was so oppressed by the intense burning sensation that he couldn't breathe. Another coolness appeared on the top of his head, which instantly replaced the burning sensation just now.

About five minutes later, he felt that his body had returned to normal, but when he tasted it carefully, he felt that it was completely different from before, although even he himself could not tell what the difference was.

The boy slowly opened his eyes, and the talent transfer had been completed.

"Very good, from now on, you are a magic apprentice." Gloria sighed with relief, looking at Lancelot's handsome face, her eyes full of reluctance.

Lancelot nodded and happily accepted this new title. He knew that he was no longer the useless waste he was a few hours ago, and what he had to do next was to quickly improve his strength.

"Gloria, what's next for us...huh?" Lancelot raised his head and was about to ask the witch what to do next, but saw that the other party's eyes were filled with tears, and the purple pupils became much darker.

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Seeing this scene, the boy suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. The witch must be hiding something from him!

"Gloria, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, Lancelot, I have to rely on you alone for the future." Due to her extreme weakness, Gloria collapsed on the ground as soon as she finished speaking.

Tears slowly fell down the witch's beautiful face, and her words were full of sadness.

"What on earth is going on?" The boy hurriedly stepped forward to support the witch and almost shouted: "Didn't you say that nothing will happen if you transfer the talent?"

"Indeed, Lancelot." The witch caressed the boy's soft silver hair and sighed, "But now I can't leave here."

"No, now you are no longer a wizard, so the oath of that bullshit wizard god should be invalid!" The boy shouted reluctantly, and he found that he had shed tears unknowingly.

"Have you forgotten the group of monsters in the forest?"

When Lancelot heard these words, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his whole body froze in place.

"Don't worry, I have set up a barrier in the castle. They can't break in." Gloria said and kissed the boy's forehead.

[Although the monsters outside are still unable to harm her, Gloria, who is no longer a wizard, no longer has the ability to leave the Demonic Forest alone]

"But……"

Lancelot knows that he can't do anything. Now he has a talent that has not yet been realized, and his strength is still a weakling.

Trying to take the witch away is tantamount to wishful thinking.

So until he improves his abilities, the witch can only stay here.

【No.】

[Even if you take Gloria and leave the Demonic Forest, how can you avoid Caesar's pursuit? 】

Lancelot's excitement about regaining his talent had long since disappeared, and at this moment, he fell into deep confusion.

Caesar swore in the name of the wizard god that he would not harm himself.

Gloria has lost the ability to protect herself, so she is the one who needs protection the most.

The witch wiped the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes and said, "Lancelot, go quickly, I deserve all this."

Gloria felt cold all over. Due to the severe overdraft of magic power, the current witch is even more fragile than ordinary people.

Their strong physiques benefited from the inheritance of their bloodline. Now that Gloria has transferred all her talents, the power of their bloodline has also disappeared.

No more wizard blood.

Coupled with the fact that he had exhausted his magic power in the process of transferring his talent, his physical condition was already overwhelmed and he might faint at any time.

"Leave me alone." The witch waved her hand feebly, signaling the boy to leave immediately.

"But..." Lancelot spoke with difficulty, although he still couldn't think of any feasible solution.

"Lancelot, it's dangerous for you to stay here. Leave quickly."

After saying this, the witch ignored the boy and sat down with her back to the corner by the window, slowly closing her eyes.

Lancelot wanted to step forward and help the witch up, but his body refused to obey him. There seemed to be a voice in his heart warning him that he must leave immediately.

The boy stood up from the ground and stared at the witch's beautiful face for a long time, trying to memorize her appearance.

At this moment, Gloria had fallen into a deep sleep, with a gentle and peaceful expression.

The crimson moonlight shone on her face, creating a thin halo. I'm afraid even the gods in the sky would be amazed when they saw such a beauty.

Lancelot turned around with difficulty and walked to the door, gently pushed open the wooden door and walked downstairs along the escalator. After a while, he walked out of the gate of the castle.

Just as he was about to enter the forest, the boy stopped at the edge of the clearing.

He turned back and glanced at the spire of the castle.

There was a red figure standing on the window sill of the attic, also looking at him.

Lancelot took a deep breath, turned and walked into the bushes.

(End of chapter)