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Andem turned around and saw the teacher sitting in a wheelchair, leaning against the door, watching him quietly.

Andem subconsciously glanced at Tu Antiwan in front of the bed again, feeling a sense of absurdity in his heart.

This...what's going on?

Why are there two teachers?

Why is one teacher alive and the other dead?

There were many distracting thoughts in his heart, but he whispered: "Teacher..."

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Andem."

Tu Antiwan, who was at the door, slowly walked into the room with a wheelchair and said casually.

"Teacher, I...I have fallen."

A helpless smile appeared on Andem's face.

Putting aside the shock just now, this extraordinary mage with outstanding talent came to his senses.

When he realized his depravity, he was already deeply involved and unable to extricate himself.

I'm afraid that he was already contaminated when he pushed the door open, or even earlier, when he opened his eyes and realized something was wrong.

Obsession, hallucination.

Real, unreal.

Intertwined with each other, they form a world that is both true and false.

"Yes, you have fallen."

"Teacher, I..."

Tu Antiwan came to Andem, patted Andem's shoulder gently, and whispered: "It's not too late, is it?"

Although the old man was skinny, he was still strong, which inexplicably made Andem feel certain.

The surrounding darkness has been completely withdrawn, hiding in the corner and shivering.

"Andem, I mentioned to you, don't suppress your desires, but learn to control them. The more you dare not face them, the easier it will be for problems to arise."

"But Teacher, I really can't do it," Andem shook his head, "I can't imagine you leaving..."

He just believed that the teacher would make arrangements, but he didn't want to know what the teacher's arrangements were.

In comparison, he has been escaping from childhood to adulthood.

From the moment he was selected by his teacher to enter the Mage Tower, he gave up the fight with his brother for the inheritance of the family.

Even though it was just a little-known family, even the fiefdom it led could not support the fiefdom of a team of extraordinary people.

In fact, if it weren't for Tu Antivan only choosing him as his only student, Andem might have been thinking about how to avoid inheriting the mage tower in the future.

He could have left this heavy responsibility to his junior and then left.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder: Is it because the teacher knows that he has such a personality, so there is only one student?

"Andem, you said you would believe me."

There was a hint of smile in Tu Antivan's tone.

That was what Andem said in person. He was standing by the door and could hear it clearly.

Hearing the teacher say such words, Andem couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed on his face. He scratched his head awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Some things are better only said to yourself.

It always feels a little weird when it comes from other people's mouths.

However, just when the atmosphere relaxed slightly, Tuantivan finally put away his smile and said seriously: "I'm going to die, Andem."

He is stating a fact.

And this is also the root cause of Andem's illusion.

Even if Tu Antiwan's death today is just an illusion, he will still die after all.

In the foreseeable future.

Before Andem could react, Tu Antivan continued: "Andem, I will give you the mage tower.

Don't think about whether His Majesty will take away the Mage Tower, he can't take it away, that's what I said. "

It was still a statement, but there was only certainty in his old words.

An understatement, the words are crucial.

Obviously he is just a gold-level extraordinary mage, but at this moment, he has some unquestionable domineering power.

He assisted three generations of kings of the Kingdom of Algrant, from the first generation to open up territories and expand borders to the second generation to stabilize borders and boundaries.

Even in peacetime, during the period of Agrant III, he did not make many outstanding contributions, but he was still the same Tu Antivan.

What I want, I take for myself, no need to give.

What I want is mine and I can’t take it.

"But your Majesty's side..." Andem hesitated.

No matter how powerful Tu Antivan is, he is still a subject after all.

In front of the Kingdom, personal will is undoubtedly small and fragile.

"I will give His Majesty a reason that cannot be refused."

Tu Antiwan waved his hand casually, interrupting Andem's words.

"But before that, Andem..." Tuantivan hesitated, sorting out his words, "I'm about to die."

Andem looked blank, not knowing what expression to make.

The teacher doesn’t know how many times he has emphasized this.

And he also understood the meaning of the teacher's emphasis: time was running out, the day was coming, and he needed to be prepared.

"Go back and get ready, Andem."

Tu Antiwan sighed softly and patted Andem's shoulder again.

This conversation ends here.

"is teacher."

Andem lowered his head, responded sternly, walked out of the room stiffly, and closed the door behind him.

Then, there was a faint sound of closing the door.

Tu Antiwan's eyes finally moved back from the door, and he looked at the "dead" self in front of the bed, his eyes flashing.

But at this moment, Tu Antivan, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly raised his head, with a half-smile on his face that was supposed to be kind.

"Do you really think you can deceive him like this? How long can you deceive him?"

"Just lie to him for a few more days."

"I really didn't expect you to believe him so much. Hehe, he has already walked in front of him and was ready to attack, but you still didn't resist...

If he really wants to kill you, I'm really curious..."

"Then I wouldn't be here, would I?"

"Even if you lie to him and trick him into thinking that this incident only happened in a hallucination, but you are going to be contaminated by his cult aura, you won't be able to hold on for long..." The blackened Tu Antivan tilted his head. His cloudy eyes exuded unconcealed malice, "I'm looking forward to the day when you join us..."

Tu Antivan responded calmly: "I will die before then."

"But for us, death does not mean the end." The figure of the blackened figure Antivan gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a ball of rolling black gas, and his voice became increasingly unclear: "This is just the beginning, Tu Antiwan..."

The black energy turned into thousands of black threads and shot towards Tu Antiwan like a tired bird throwing itself into the forest.

Tu Antiwan did not hide, or even symbolically block him, and allowed the black energy to blend into his body.

Almost visible to the naked eye, a hint of black appeared in his cloudy eyes, which then dissipated a bit.

Eventually, Tuantivan returned to his usual self.

In front of him, there was an empty wheelchair.

On the wheelchair, there was a blanket that had just been carefully arranged by Andem.

At this time, Tu Antiwan slowly stood up.

The wheelchair beneath him quietly turned into nothing.

He lowered his head and stared at the wheelchair in front of him, silent.

The truth is also false when it is false.