Mage Joan

Every sentence of Professor Moriarty's reprimand was like a whistling whip, which hit Qiao An's heart heavily.

The young Master had to admit that the instructor's accusation was justified and well-founded, and that he was ashamed of his own vitals, and he was unable to argue with him. It would take more time to digest and reflect on these cold advice.

Professor Moriarty saw that Qiao Ann lowered his head and said nothing, and misunderstood his silence. He sighed bitterly, regretting saying too much to his only student.

"It seems we have nothing to talk about, Joan, it's time to say goodbye."

"Tutor, where are you going?" Qiao An looked up in shock.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, I just want to change the environment." Professor Moriarty shrugged self-deprecatingly. "After all, I am no longer a human being. It's hard to continue living in the crowd and pretend that nothing has changed."

"Will you come back?" Qiao An looked at the tutor, her nose sour.

"This is not a parting of life and death. It is just a temporary rest. There are still many things in human society that I can't give up, such as wine and beauties."

Professor Moriarty smiled pretentiously.

"From now on, we will take a different path, but this is not two parallel lines. The day when we meet again may be earlier than we expected."

"After I leave, the ranch and the laboratory are left to you, as well as Do'er. I have cancelled the contract with her, and she will belong to you in the future."

"You really don't want Duo'er?" Qiao An couldn't help asking.

Professor Moriarty nodded heavily.

"I am an irresponsible person. Doer will not end well with me. Staying with you is good for all of us. Of course, it depends on her personal choice in the end."

Qiao An saw that the mentor had decided, so he had to give up persuasion and took out the phylactery from his pocket, intending to return the thing to the original owner.

Professor Moriarty waved his hand, motioning him to put away his phylactery.

"You should keep this thing for me. If I hold it myself, if I feel bad one day, I might just smash it."

"You are not afraid that I will destroy it deliberately, or accidentally lose it?"

Professor Moriarty shook his head and said happily, "It doesn't matter, I don't care."

Seeing the instructor's desolate and lonely expression, Qiao An was really worried that he would act irrationally on impulse because of his depression.

Then I thought, the teacher’s "Sacred Seal of Rebirth" is a hidden danger after all. If he is allowed to keep the phylactery himself, he may not be deceived by the evil **** Ekadna someday. Relatively speaking, there is still "cause and effect". The "Queen" sheltered herself with a phylactery, which is more secure.

Professor Moriarty smiled relieved when he saw him put away the phylactery, a teleporting beam rose under his feet, and disappeared in no time.

Qiao An watched the tutor leave, feeling lost until Mrs. Josephine came to him.

"Joan, we should leave now."

"Madam, didn't you say goodbye to your tutor?"

"You don't need to say goodbye to him." The countess replied calmly. "If I have something to find him, I can write to him at any time. Whether he goes to the end of the world or the corner, if I want to find him, I will find him."

"Tropim is very smart, but unfortunately too smart, so smart that the achievements in the eyes of ordinary people can no longer satisfy him. If he continues to maintain his human identity, he will inevitably fall into the abyss of nihilism."

"From the first day we met, I noticed from him a temperament that is incompatible with the masses. It is a unique temperament of a tragic hero on stage."

"Trophim was born as a character prepared for a grand tragedy, and I didn't want to be the heroine on the tragedy stage, so I left him."

Mrs. Josephine took out a handkerchief, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, took a deep breath, restrained her choking, and said softly to the young mage:

"Joan, I can’t say that Trofim’s choice of path must be wrong, nor can I say that he is a bad example. However, I sincerely hope that you will not be influenced by him and follow the same path. The reason has nothing to do with the philosophy of life. , Just because I am very selfish and can't bear to lose a loved one again."

"I am not interested in your'ultimate question'. I don't care whether people can leave eternal things after death. I don't care about the fate of souls. I don't care about where human beings go. I only care about the people I care about. I’m just a layman, I’m not and I don’t want to be another Trofim Moriarty!"

"Madam, I assure you that I will never follow the path chosen by the instructor, not only because of your expectations, but also because that path is not the answer I want."

Qiao Ann bit her lower lip hard, restraining the urge to cry.

"In the days to come, even if there is no light to guide the way forward, and no companion to walk with me, I will continue to explore alone in the dark wilderness, wading out a path with my feet!"

"You can have this kind of consciousness, I'm relieved."

Mrs. Josephine hugs the young mage, kisses him on the cheek, and then initiates the teleportation technique.

"Goodbye, my dear boy, and good luck to you."

Waved goodbye to the countess, Qiao Ann put aside his turbulent thoughts for the time being, took back Nightingale, Tristan, and the mythical giant Nightshade, respectively held the hands of Rebecca and Heimdall, and directly teleported back to the hermitage. .

There was a light rain at night, and the sky before dawn was gloomy, which made people feel depressed.

Saying goodnight to Rebecca, Qiao Ann walked into his bedroom, sat at the desk, and cast a spell to light the candlestick.

Too many changes happened this night, and the spirit was too much shocked. Once I sat down, I felt confused, tired and unable to sleep.

In fact, after awakening the "Mythical Vigilance" of Tier 8 Dao ability, Qiao An no longer needs to sleep, simply opened the storage bag, took out the black agate fragments and a bottle of plasma collected from the Sphinx, and analyzed the spoils to pass the time. .

This piece of black onyx was used to confine the spirit of Sir Castis. Qiao Ann analyzed the 8-ring "Spirit of Confinement" from the fragments and copied it to his spell book.

This necromantic spell needs a piece of black agate or sapphire as the carrier. The moment it is activated, the soul of a nearby designated creature can be extracted and sealed in the gem forever, leaving only the corpse.

Unless the gem is destroyed and the imprisoned soul is liberated, no magic can bring the body back to life.

Just like "Binding Dafa", the caster can negotiate with the imprisoned soul and ask the other party to accept certain conditions in exchange for freedom.

The function of the 8th ring "Spirit Binding" is almost exactly the same as the 9th ring "Spirit Binding". The difference is that the former is used to "catch people" and the latter is specifically used to "catch ghosts."

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