Throne of Magical Arcana

"Uh?" Borak looked at the parchment in his hand and couldn't restrain himself with a doubt. This magic ritual is too inexplicable, too simple, and too funny, just like a game played by children!

This can also summon the most powerful devil?

As one of the oldest families in the sacred Hertz Empire, the Gorse family has collected a lot of magical materials, so that when members go on adventures and cruising the mainland, they are not at a loss in the face of magic, and there are rumors that their family is Descendants of the bloodline of Thanos, the "Sun King" of the ancient Sylvanas magic empire!

Therefore, even if Borak does not know magic, does not understand meditation, he still has a basic understanding of magic rituals. He has never seen such an inexplicable ritual process, but in a simple and funny way, he seems to feel vaguely difficult to speak. Behind the strange, it seems that there is really a hidden mystery behind.

After being silent for more than ten minutes, Borak muttered to himself, as if cheering himself up: "Anyway, they are ready to make a contract. It's okay to try this ritual. If it's useless, it should be teased for one, without any loss. If it can be summoned, then ... "

His fists were clenched tightly again, his expression quite distorted, and his eyes revealed obvious desires, expectations and tyranny.

Looking up, seeing that the mechanical clock was almost pointing at 11:30, Borak hurriedly left the study to find white candles, mirrors, apples and knives.

But the more anxious, the more unsatisfactory things seemed. Ten minutes later, Borak found a mirror and a knife. The white candle and the apple didn't know where to hide.

At this time, Borak regretted that he had dismissed all the servants and gave them a day off. Why would you, a noble master, usually find things by yourself!

Thinking about missing midnight at twelve o'clock, Bolak fanned his slap in the face. He was so impatient to wait until midnight tomorrow.

Ten minutes later, Borak was sweating anxiously, and finally found white candles and apples in the kitchen.

There has never been a moment when Borak loves these two ordinary things as much as he does now, and feels heartily happy.

Returning to the study in a hurry, Borak blew out the other candles, leaving only one candlestick in his hand for short illumination, then drew the curtains and set the mirror, candle, apple, and knife.

Looking back at the time, it was only two minutes before midnight, and Borak hurriedly broke up his half-length blond hair like a wicked witch in a bard story.

Doing all this well, Borak sat quietly behind the desk, waiting for the advent of time. Suddenly, he remembered something and suddenly anxiously said: "Will the mechanical clock be inaccurate? Will you miss midnight?"

This old and stupid clock is often slowed down for a few minutes, and I have to ask the watchmaker to adjust it, but now there is no standard time to compare!

After pulling out the pocket watch and confirming that there was no difference in time, Borak began to doubt the accuracy of his pocket watch again.

Although he knew that twelve o'clock at midnight refers to the time between twelve and one o'clock in the morning, not twelve o'clock in the narrow sense, he couldn't help worrying about it.

The greater the hope, the stronger the natural tension!

The beating sound of the ticking pointer was very obvious on a quiet night, and it seemed to resonate with Borak's heartbeat, making him feel that his heart was jumping out of his chest like crazy, blood flowing wildly, and his forehead bulging.

When the low beep sounded at midnight, Bolak's back consciousness straightened, and he quickly blew out the candlestick, and then lit the candlelight in a hurry, almost breaking the white candle.

The dim light appeared dim and trance under the reflection of the mirror. It kept hiding countless demons in the shadows during the non-stop jumping.

In addition to the darkness at night, the room was closed, and the atmosphere immediately became strange and terrifying. Borak shuddered slightly. Some believe that this magic ritual is not a prank.

Swallowing two saliva, Borak picked up the green apple and knife with slightly trembling hands and began peeling.

Although he has never peeled fruit peels himself, Borak has the strength of a high-level knight servant anyway, and his ability to control his hands is not bad. Even if he is very clumsy, he almost cut off a few times, and he passed through with no danger.

After Borak gradually cut smoothly, his eyes moved upward, looking at the mirror. I saw that his face was partially covered by messy hair, and the dim candlelight reflected the sense of light and dark bumps. , It seems so strange and weird.

I have never looked at myself in this way, and Borak couldn't help but feel cold, and there was a strangeness in the mirror, as if my soul had fallen into hell!

With a light hand, Borac looked down and saw that the apple had been completely cut, and a thin curl of curled skin landed on the desk in a twist.

"Successful?" Borak quickly looked up to see if the devil had been summoned, but there was only the self-expecting and terrifying self in the mirror!

Strong disappointment surged, and Borak whispered: "Did you do something wrong?"

Suddenly, a strange breeze blew out of the closed room, causing the dim yellow light of the white candle to tremble, and Borak looked conditionedly towards the mirror, seeing himself with blond hair and blue eyes. no difference.

Just about to look down in frustration, Borak's mouth in the mirror suddenly evoked a strange smile, and then tore his face, letting the whole face peel off, revealing vague flesh.

"Ah!" In the face of such a weird and thrilling scene, Borak cried out in fear, trying to step back, but found that he was sitting on a chair, and could only lean against the back.

The vague flesh and blood began to twist and wriggled, and turned into a "devil" who raised his eyebrows and spit out his bright red tongue:

"Follow your call, I come from the depths of hell, please state your request."

The cold and rigid sound made Bolak tremble again, but because of this, he woke up and really summoned the devil!This inexplicable magic ritual really works!

"I want to be a knight, no, I want to be a big knight, I want to be a Duke of Gorse!" Borak shouted excitedly.At this time, in his eyes, the ugly and terrifying "devil" opposite was so respectable!

"The devil's law, to get anything, you must pay the same price, are you ready to pay the price?" Long tongue fell on the chest, shaking, "Devil" said with a cold smile .

Borak just had to blurt out that he was ready, and suddenly the flash of light flashed and forced to stop: "Ask for different things, the price will be different, right?"

"Of course, I am one of the first and oldest seven devil in hell," greed ", you need to pay for your greed to make me satisfied." The devil who claimed to be "greedy" said.

Although he has never seen a devil like this, after hearing the first and oldest seven demons, Borak remembered that he had seen a volume of legends about the Sun King Thanos in the family vault. Seven unusual mysterious ancient devil such as greed and hatred were mentioned on the side.

Thinking of this, Borak believed thoroughly in the magic contract: "Dear Lord" greedy ", what do I need to pay to become a Duke of Gorse? What does it cost to become a Grand Knight? Just become a normal knight, but keep it What is the price of being an advanced knight? "

When dealing with the devil, you must not be deceived. Borak said to himself while remembering the note of "Father"-"Never sell the soul to the devil, nor rely on it."

The "greedy" devil smiled faintly: "If you want to be the Duke of Gorse, you need to give me the soul after death, rest assured that you will live forever in my field and enjoy endless happiness; but to become a knight, you need Allow me to deduct the remaining life after the first 50 years, no matter whether you can become a sky knight or a golden knight, you can only live to be fifty years old; if you just become an ordinary knight, but retain the possibility of advanced knight, I need You exchange for ten years of life. "

Borak took a slight breath and hesitated.He betrayed his soul and fell into the hell of the greedy devil forever. It was so horrible that he did n’t want to choose for the time being, especially the “father” repeatedly told him not to be deceived by the devil, but if he could only live to the age of fifty, he would become Knight, what is the point of competing for the Duke of Gorse?

However, the "greedy" devil seems to be different from other devil. It has no tricks at all, conceals the terms, and makes the costs and consequences clear.

After struggling for a long time, Borak asked in a low voice: "Your greed, if I fail to achieve my goal after this choice, can I call you again and make a new choice?" He was afraid to make the wrong choice.

"No problem, but the price already paid cannot be recovered, which is equivalent to a new transaction." The greedy devil dismissed Borak's doubts.

Borak took a deep breath: "I chose to become a regular knight, but I retain the possibility of being an advanced knight."

"As you wish, but this requires a slight change in your fate trajectory, so you must tell me completely, the more detailed and comprehensive the things that happened and encountered in your life, the advanced knight you reserved may be The bigger it is. "Greedy devil salutes like a gentleman.

Borak ca n’t wait to become a knight. He has no doubts about the requirements of the greedy devil. After all, changing his destiny may indeed require this information-from the astrological knowledge he knows, the more he knows about the fortune-teller, the result of the divination The more accurate!

"... My first time was seduced by my father's mistress ... But she is now old, and I began to alienate her ..."

Borak talked about many past events, life habits and personality trends in his life, whether it is secret or many people know.

Outside of the study, the secret guard sent by the Gorse family looked at the other end of the corridor as if dull.According to the rules of the Gorse family, the guards cannot interfere with what the heirs do and choose the path, as long as they can finally complete the test, overcome the other heirs, and become the Duke of Gorse, without selling the soul and the core interests of the family. It doesn't matter if it's collusion with the devil.

"Strength and means are the foundation of everything", this is the motto of the gorse family.

Therefore, the guard looked at Bolak's entry and exit from the black market and didn't stop it. He just protected his safety and recorded it to the old prince. The white candle and the apple he just helped him to find out and put it in a prominent place in the kitchen.

"Why is this magical ritual so strange and inexplicable?" Not long after the ceremony began, the guard's consciousness gradually blurred.

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In another room in the villa, Lucien, wearing a black hood, quietly looked at the mirror in front of him, smiling and listening to Borak's detailed and complete description.

This can be countless times more than the data obtained by directly reading the memory!

Sometimes, even without magic, you can let the other person willingly speak their own clear memories!

As long as you can find the holes in the mind, many "illusions" do not need to be cast directly!