Rebirth-First Class Magician

1

At 9:30 in the evening, Asa took a bath and held Gal on the sofa to watch TV. The TV was playing a boring TV show.

-Huh.

The low sound of broken metal attracted the attention of the two on the sofa. When the two eyes looked together, the door lock was broken.

The thick solid wood room door was slowly opened, and Lyle and Seaman walked in one after the other. "Is the boring bubble show at nine?" Seaman took a pointed metal crutch and watched Go up like a medieval gentleman.

Asa glanced at the broken doorknob and raised an eyebrow. "Is Mr. Seaman always entering the door like this?"

"Of course not. It's just that Mr. Asa's ability is here. There is no need to waste it." Seaman walked down on the other sofa and sat down. Lyle glanced at Seaman with a mild expression, and he didn't have to let him sit When I got to the side, I carefully moved to the other side of the sofa.

"Dad, Uncle Himan broke the door." Gal watched the two men who broke into the room coldly, complaining to Asa with a sticky child voice.

"It's okay, Dad will fix the locks." Asa raised an eyebrow, and looked at Himan slightly with his chin. "I thought you had to wait until tomorrow morning to come out."

The expression on Seaman's face remained the same, and the silver snake gripping a metal cane with his fingertips, "I was just showing Lyle his wound, am I right? Lyle."

Lyle's expression froze, but he reluctantly said, "Yeah ..."

Asa tightened her arms and took Gal into her arms. "It's so late. Is there anything wrong with Mr. Seaman coming to me?"

Himan captivated the crutch in his hand and did not speak, his eyes fixed on Asa, and he seemed to think about the words.

"In fact, I heard Lyle said that your memory started after you woke up, ah the cemetery, that's a really good place." Seaman looked at Asa straightly, and continued, "I'm just curious, why would you want to be a magician if you lose your memory." His eyes moved down inadvertently, glancing at the child in Asa's arms.

The smile on Asa's face narrowed slightly, and looked at Seaman indifferently. "Mr. Seaman, do you believe in the transfer of soul?"

Hilman froze, don't take a deep look at Gal and didn't directly interface.

Lyle sitting on the side was also stunned, and then thought of Asa's investigation of Mu Yuan, "Oh my **** of darkness, is it possible for you, Lord, to investigate that magician--"

Asa stared straight at the TV screen and slowly said, "Yes, when I saw Mu Yuan's picture, the sense of belonging of the soul was stronger than ever. It was like a voice was saying in my heart—" Asa closed her eyes and quietly felt the slow beating of her heart, "Yes, I am him, and he is my past."

Asa opened his eyes sharply and looked at Lyle deeply. "If you are human, then you may think that this is ridiculous. But you are blood, and there is blood in addition to human world, I guess in this world There are other interfaces. "Then nothing is impossible.

Heman captivated his hand and stared at Asa thoughtfully.

It took a long time to answer slowly, "There is no such thing as soul transfer, but I know another possibility."

Asa's eyes jumped, her body leaned forward slightly, "What's possible?"

"Soul returns." Seaman looked directly at Asa, repeating with certainty, "I know the possibility is the return of the soul."

Lyle and Asa froze at the same time, and Lyle looked at Asa unbelievably, because he—he heard of the return of the soul.

"Soul, come back?" Asa's eyebrows twisted together, he didn't expect the answer to be, "What's that? Is there no other possibility?"

Seaman smiled slightly. "Do you think that all souls can be transferred to other people's bodies after death? Only those who get eternal life have the possibility of returning after the soul is gone."

Himan seemed to be talking to Asa, but his eyes were always staring at the child in his arms, using a voice that neither of the other two were present to ask, ‘Her Highness, do you think I am right? ’

A smile that didn't belong to this age appeared on Gal's childish face, but was soon covered up, ‘you ’re right. ’

‘So can you tell me who Asa is? ’

Garr stared straight at Seaman and replied, ‘my lover. ’

‘...’ Seaman raised an eyebrow and said nothing to Samuel.

Lyle stared at Asa and recalled, "I only know that those pure-blooded adults who sleep in a sleeping place, their * is waiting for the soul to return-"

Asa frowned. "Will it be the soul of another person?"

Himan stared at Asa tightly, turning the Silver Snake Cane unconsciously with his left hand. "The sleeping body only waits for its owner to come back, and only its owner can wake it up."

Asa felt the soft fur above Gal's head and asked blandly, "What do you mean, now this body is mine too, is it just waiting for my soul?"

Himan smiled slightly, his eyes glanced at Asa and nodded, "I think so." After touching it, he touched his chin, "No wonder you would choose to be a magician. I actually wanted to ask you tonight Do you have any plans to return to the bloodline community in the future? It seems you have other things to do. "

There was a hint of clarity in Lyle's eyes, and he looked at his fingers and murmured, "That adult chooses the profession of magician—"

"It's not just Mu Yuan." Asa's eyes were a little empty, and she mumbled at the previous point. "When I saw the destroyed coffin, my heart seemed to be lit—" It should be that I need to be persistent to complete Dream.

Lyle turned back to his head, and clucked his cheeks. "Oh lord, you are already a pure blood, but why do you have symptoms in childhood?"

Asa froze, and the lake's blue pupils were full of doubts. "When I woke up, I was wearing medieval clothes. I think I slept for a long time, but why was I still a child?"

A little flash of doubt flashed on Himan's face, but then disappeared. All things were probably clear only to His Highness Satan Ye. Since the other party didn't want to say--

"Maybe the place where the adult is asleep is not right?" Seaman glanced at Lyle, stood up and said to Asa, "It seems that you cannot know where the Lord Cain is from you, then we Just leave. "

Lyle obviously had nothing to say. He squatted on the sofa and said to Asa, "Oh, God of Darkness, I almost forgot the important thing. Dean said that what the adult wanted to check was a breeze, and brought it back to the adult. Other information. "

Asa leaned against the back of the sofa with her eyes closed, and she no longer spoke as she looked a little lighter, knowing too much information all night and needed to digest it.

-Hey.

Asa opened his eyes to the closed door, and the lake's blue pupils dimmed. Is the soul returning?

Then-am I you? Asa.

Asa poked his fingers into the collar of his pajamas, pulled out the delicately cut necklace, and stared at it stunned.

But why don't you remember it at all?

"Dad? You—" Gal's features wrinkled together, looking at Asa with anxiety. "Daddy doesn't remember the past?"

The coldness in Asa's eyes disappeared a little, "Yeah, when I woke up, I don't remember anything, it's like—" I tightened my arms and tightened Gal's circle, "I'm redundant."

Gal rolled over, hugged Asa's waist with his short arms, and relied, "Dad is not redundant, Daddy and me." The immature child's voice was sad, "I am redundant."

Asa froze, looking down at Gal's head, remembering the night the two first met.

The dark alley, the baby in the dirty trash can, that night was the first night the two met.

Maybe it is because of this that the self-heavy guard will hold him back.

Gar buried his face in Asa's belly, and said milkily, "Fortunately, Gal has a father, and Dad also has Gar." The voice was full of dependence, "so we will not be redundant."

"Um." That wouldn't be too much of it ... right?

Sudden sleepiness swept through his nerves. It is reasonable to say that a vampire, a creature that likes to go out at night, won't get too sleepy, but he will be particularly sleepy around 1-10 o'clock-

Asa holding Gar was about to go to sleep, and his eyes were almost open.

"Dad? You said you want to fix the door." Gal lay on Asa's arrow, Hooked his lips.

Asa narrowed her eyes narrowly, glanced at the broken door lock, and yawned stupidly, "Let's talk tomorrow, I don't want to move today." After that, he put Gal on the bed, his movement was slow. Climbed up.

Before he lost consciousness, Asa wondered in a hurry: Is it true that a vampire fell asleep on the bed? Would you like to ask what happened to Seaman tomorrow ...

Lying next to Asa, Gar listened to the sound of breathing that was getting smoother and quieter, and the green pupil fixedly looked at the bed veil on the bed. The childish face seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and the bulge in the quilt grew larger and longer, until it became a tall tall man.

The man with long silver hair hugged Asa side by side. His handsome face was buried in Asa's neck and he took a deep breath, and murmured in a low, slightly cold voice, "The extra people are the only one of each other."

Answering him Asa breathed slowly and slowly--

2

The sun shone outside the window, and the morning breeze rolled in from the open window.

Gall lay on the sofa with a bottle wrapped around his limbs and drinking hard with his head in his head, but his eyes were fixed on the man standing in front of the dress.

The man wearing home sports pants stood naked in front of the mirror, holding his clothes, but didn't rush to change them.

Asa frowned and looked at his chest. Several light red marks appeared particularly sharp on the white skin. The light pink ru head seemed to be broken by something--

Asa looked strangely at the door of the broken house. Is it that the satyr was not closed last night? But all the luggage was safe and sound. When he came in, he walked away with a nai head, and that person was too busy.

Asa turned his head and looked at Gal who was gorging on the bottle, or was Gal so hungry that he could drink milk at night?

"..."

Thinking of the latter possibility, Asa's blue pupil blinked, and he decided not to think about it again.

One-handed pressing on the chest, the slightly reddened **** quickly recovered and healed—

Garr looked at Asa who was starting to dress, and the emerald green pupil flashed a little joy, and her pacifier's lips slightly hooked.

Gal left the empty bottle aside and pointed to the little grey sweater in the closet. "Dad? I'm going to wear this today."

Asa glanced in the direction of Gal's fingers, and then looked at the gray sweater he was wearing, "..."

Maybe Himan was right about one thing, Gall's patriarch.

Satisfied, Gal, in a gray sweater, leaned on the sofa and watched the TV nicely.

——Tuk Tuk Tuk.

The three knocks were orderly, and Asa, who was grooming, frowned. Could it be Allen who came to him so early?

"Come in, the door lock is broken."

The door opened, and Dean stood at the door with a briefcase and bowed politely, "Sir, my investigation has progressed."

Asa put down her clothes and nodded to the other side, "Come in."

When he turned back to the sofa, Asa's eyes were a little dark. According to Seaman, the four generations of Bruch who leaked his pure blood news should be Dean.

Dean followed Asa to the sofa and sat down. From the briefcase, you took out five sealed folders. "These are all information about the magician who died of the 'coffin escape' magic."

Asa took one of them and opened it. A man with a bright smile was in front of him.

Dean sitting aside glanced at the folder Asa took up and introduced, "Mike, the Los Angeles Magician, died in a coffin in 2009. It is said that the driver did not have the time to start the vehicle in advance The magic failed, and magician Mike died on the spot. "

Asa looked at the death report and the news briefing at the time, and nodded, and took apart the others.

The men in the several folders are different and the causes of death are different, but obviously all five people died of the magic 'coffin escape'.

The cause of death was also bizarre, and someone named Steven even died of an explosion in the coffin.

Asa put down the information and did not speak, leaning on the back of the sofa and looking at the chandelier.

Dean looked at Asa and took out another folder. "Here is the driver's transcript. He insists that the car clock is disordered and he has the wrong time."

Asa closed her eyes and didn't pick up the folder in the other's hands. These things are too long. Even if the evidence is not enough, there will be no progress even if it is transferred to the police.

Dean looked at Asa's indifferent look, and withdrew his hand a bit embarrassingly. Asa's attitude towards him made him guess a little more or less for some reason. It was about the Duke of Shiman who said that he had reported back.

Dean froze, and when he was about to say something, he saw the green pupil baby sitting next to Asa. The other person seemed to be much older than when he first saw him.

Just when Dean was puzzled, the silver-haired baby who had been watching the TV turned his head to look at him. It was supposed to be filled with naive green pupils, but the condensation was abnormal, like the beads that were icy and cold.

"..."

Dean pursed his lips and pulled another piece of information from the briefcase on the table very quickly. "Sir, I have also investigated that Mu Yuan has a teacher."

"Teacher?" Asa opened her eyes sharply and stared straight at Dean. "He has a teacher?"

Dean was stunned by the reaction of the other side, and then smiled softly. "Mu Yuan is a Chinese. He came to Las Vegas to learn magic for ten years. Why can't he have a teacher?"

"..." The expression on Asa's face was inadvertently closed, and he picked up the documents on the coffee table and looked up.

That ’s right, without a teacher to teach him, is it self-taught?

"Sid White?" Asa frowned, thinking of the name on the paper, "The mechanical magician of the 1980s?"

The photo shows an old man in a wheelchair reading a newspaper. Although he has white hair, the other person looks good. An inexplicable familiarity came to mind, and Asahi took the photo.

Dean nodded. "Yes, Mu Yuan has never spoken to his teacher. He left the teacher in 2010, and picked up Berg in one year."

Asa flashed in his eyes, "No wonder the other party is good at mechanical magic."

"We can't find out why Mu Yuan left Sid." Dean took another photo from the pile of photos and handed it to Asa. "But the relationship between the apprentice and the apprentice seemed to be very good. Mu Yuan's performance accident led to his death After the news came to Sid, the old man who had been in good health was hospitalized. "

Asa took the photo from the other side and froze. It was a far cry from Sid in the two photos.

The old man in the first photo was ruddy, and the white hair on his head was neatly organized, while the old man in the second photo was withered and sorrowful, the skin had no luster, and he was really old.

Looking at this photo, Asa's chest was a little stuffy, her throat bone was unconsciously contracted, and her heart was a little sour.

Inexplicable guilt came to my heart, and Asa's eyes were a little sore.

"Sid's legs were accidental during a performance in 1985, and he never performed magic after amputation." Dean put on the cover of the official newspaper, "It faded out after retreating. People's vision, but few of his achievements can be forgotten. So far, Madame Tussaud's wax museum still holds his wax figures. "

Asa didn't speak, but looked at the photo from the newspaper clipping, and opened her mouth dryly but nothing came out.

It took him a long time to find his voice. The cold voice was hoarse, "Is there his current address?"

Dean nodded and pulled a piece of paper out of the folder containing Sid's information. "The other person lives in New York, and the address is here."

...

"What? Are you going to New York?" Allen's poker face was a little cracked.

Asa took the suitcase and held Gal standing at the door of Ellen's room, and said blandly, "Go and go back." After that, he raised his ticket.

Ellen lifted his eyes and looked at the words on the ticket. "Oh, I can't help you. How many days will you come back?"

"Within three days." Asa frowned, a little uncertain.

-Hey.

Allen was clearly angry at Asa's chop and closed the door without a word.

"Dad, Uncle Ellen seems to be angry." Gal, sitting on Asa's arm, said anxiously.

Asa raised his eyebrows indifferently and walked outside the hotel with his luggage. "It's okay, he won't be angry for too long."

Asa finished talking about the baby in his hand and frowned, and asked, "Are you heavy again?"

"..." Gal's eyes fixed on Asa, and he stretched out his soft hand. "Are you there?"

Asa looked blankly again, "Didn't you?" So holding each other every day, did you feel differently?

Gar sat in the taxi and turned to ask Asa, "Dad, are we going to see that teacher?"

"Um." Asa's voice was very low, obviously not wanting to say anything.

It took Asa more than three hours to fly from Las Vegas, the westernmost part of Canada, to New York on the Atlantic coast. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when two people, one big and one small, got off the plane.

The weather in New York today is not very good. The dim sky is raining heavily, and pedestrians on the road are holding umbrellas.

"Dad, I'm a bit hungry." Gal buried his head in Asa's arms with some grievances.

Asa looked at the bustling streets of New York. He didn't like places with too many people.

"I'm a bit hungry, too. I'm looking for a booked hotel." One looked down and saw Gal's neck glow with a weird blush.

"Why is your neck so red?" Asa turned Gal and turned her brows fiercely. "Why is your face so red? Gal?"

Gal squinted slightly, his body flushed strangely, and whispered, "Daddy, I'm hungry."

"..."

Asa was at a loss, and took a taxi to the hotel.

"Dad, my skin hurts so much, I'm going to explode." Gal's face was getting redder and pale blue blood vessels were slightly raised, like blood would break through the blood vessels at any time.

Asa gloomily checked in and found the room.

-Click.

The door was kicked by Asa, and Asa walked as Degal's baby clothes went, "Don't be afraid, Dad knows what happened to you."

After speaking, Asa pressed Gal, who was wearing only baby pants, on the bed--

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