"You killed Darnag?" Impossible! "I watched Darnag get executed; he was not killed by you." Damian shouted, and the fear on his face gradually disappeared and was replaced by surprise and confusion.
"Ah, my bad." It's because I didn't say it clearly. "To be more precise... At this moment, Jiken said with a smile, "I am the one who caused the prince's accident."
"What?!" Damian trembled, his eyes blankly looking at Jiken. It was unknown if it was due to anger or fear, but his breathing became rapid. Damian gritted his teeth and yelled, "You bastard! Why did you do that? Why? Do you remember how Darnag treated you? He treated you like his own daughter; he taught you everything he knew, and he gave you everything he has. "Why did you do that to him?!"
Damian shouted so loudly that his throat started hurting. Suddenly, he started crying; he was crying like a baby. In fact, Damian and Darnag were siblings, and they were both enchanters. They were both siblings, colleagues, and close friends. Therefore, Darnag's death made Damian extremely depressed; besides, Damian also did not believe that Darnag would make a mistake that would lead to an accident that killed the prince.
Even though Damian thoroughly investigated, he didn't find any problems; everything was so normal that it was eerie. The most important thing was that Damian didn't think that Jiken would harm Darnag because Jiken was his student.
The Enchanter class was an extremely noble one, but it was also extremely difficult to master. Each enchanter must have more than 40 years of experience to be allowed to take in a student. However, the percentage of people who became enchanters was extremely small. Out of a billion people, only 10,000,000 would be able to use mana. Out of 10,000,000 people who have the ability to use mana, only 1,000 of them would have the ability to become enchanters. Of those 1,000 people, only 10 would be able to pass the test to study under an enchanter. On average, only 1 or 3 people pass the test.
However, the Enchanter exam only took place once every ten years, so the competition was extremely fierce. But not everyone who became a student of an Enchanter could become an Enchanter, and because of the extremely low rate of becoming enchanters, each Enchanter considers their students as their own children or relatives.
Darnag was the same; he considered Jiken his daughter. Besides, Darnag completely trusted Jiken. He taught Jiken everything he knew; he even gave Jiken items that he never dared to use because they were too precious.
Therefore, when he heard Jiken say that she was the one who killed Darnag, Damian was extremely angry.
Jiken heard that and did not feel any remorse; she even laughed mockingly: "Oh, it's such a blessing to have someone who cares about me so much." But if he cared about me so much, why didn't he give me the "white fire"? If he cares about me and treats me like his daughter, then why didn't he give me that stone? Why?"
Damian got even angrier upon hearing this, and he shouted: "Aren't the things he gave you already enough? Wasn't the love he had for you enough? And all the things he taught you, were they not enough? Were they not worth more than the "White Fire" and that stone?"
"They weren't!" Jiken was also angry; she threw Uner and Mille's heads at Damian.
Damian saw their heads, and he felt hurt, and tears started streaming down his face like rain. Similar to Darnag, he considered Uner and Mille his sons. Pain, despair, and anger erupted like a volcano in Damian's heart.
When Damian lost his brother, Darnag, he felt hopeless. However, at that time he was still trying to live so that he could find out why Darnag died and also teach his two students how to become great enchanters.
But now that Uner and Mille had both been killed by Jiken, he had lost the will to live. Damian suddenly asked: "So... Now why do you want to kill me?"
Jiken tilted her head to look at him and replied: "You know too much; the King does not like people who know too many royal secrets."
Damian was not surprised to hear this. He leaned his back on the bookshelf behind him and looked up at the ceiling. On the bookshelf were countless books that contained the works of him and Darnag.
"Don't worry…" Jiken suddenly spoke up: "I will inherit both your research and Darnag's."
Damian smiled when he heard this; the smile seemed to be mocking his own stupidity. He said, "I have lived for over 200 years." I have spent more than 140 years in the service of the royal family, and now they want to throw me away the way they threw Darnag away. Ridiculous."
Damian glanced at Uner and Mille's heads, which were lying on the floor, then back at Jiken and said angrily, "Jiken, if I'm still alive, then you and the royal family will never know peace." "You will pay for what you did."
"Hahaha… "Do you think you can live past today?" Jiken laughed.
Damian didn't speak; he put his hand on his chest and forcefully pressed it.
"Pks!"
Right after that, Damian spat out a mouthful of blood; his eyes widened, and he fell down. Jiken frowned and approached Damian to check on his condition, and she found that he was indeed dead.
"Suicide? Do you think that you can avoid being tortured? It's alright! "I don't need to work hard to kill you either." Jiken muttered
Suddenly, Damian's body swelled up like a balloon, and it startled Jiken; she felt the aura of death enveloping her.
"Self-explosion? Damn it!"
Jiken did not dare wait for long and immediately disappeared from the house. Immediately after Jiken disappeared, Damian continued swelling, and then he exploded. The explosion was really powerful; all of his mana had turned into energy that wiped out everything within a 100-meter radius.
Jiken stood in the distance, saw the house that had been destroyed by the explosion, and was startled. She immediately ran to the house and looked for what was left. However, all the documents inside had turned to coal and dust. She gritted her teeth in anger; her eyes were filled with bloody veins, which were extremely scary.
Even if Jiken was angry, she couldn't do anything because Damian was dead, and all his research documents, all the items he possessed, and other secrets had completely disappeared.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! AAAA!!!"
Jiken screamed frantically. She punched the ground repeatedly, making her fists all bloody. After a while, Jiken got up and left.
in the King's office.
The room was very large and decorated with rich furniture. The king sat at his desk looking at a document, and Jiken stood across from him, but she just bowed her head and didn't say anything.
In this room, there were no knights or anyone protecting the king; it was just him and Jiken. However, Jiken seemed to be very scared, and she was sweating buckets.
"So... you didn't get anything from them?" The king spoke up. He was a man of about 40 years of age, with an angular face and a monstrous beard; a crown was adorned on his head, and he wore a dazzling yellow cloak behind him.
"I…I.." Jiken stammered and did not know how to respond.
The king suddenly waved his hand, and Jiken immediately flew backwards; she hit the wall and fell down on the floor.
"Pks!" Jiken spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though she was injured, she still didn't dare get angry or protest. On the wall, there was a human-shaped dent. It was as if the wall had been hit by an iron basketball; that was enough to know that Jiken was seriously injured.
"You trash!" The King did not look at Jiken; he looked at the document and said: "Find Darnag and Damian; I want you to bring them here with all the documents related to their research."
"Heh? But they're already dead, aren't they? "I saw Darnag executed twenty years ago, and Damian detonated himself."
At this moment, the King glanced at Jiken; his eyes looked at her like he was looking at an ant or a piece of garbage that irritated him. Then, the King took out two jewels from his pocket and threw them at her.
Two small gems, like two marbles, fell on the floor and rolled to the side where Jiken was lying. Those two marbles had a transparent outer shell, and inside it, a small flame was burning.
"This is…" Jiken was startled when she saw these two marbles.
"The life fire of Darnag and Damian "They are still alive." The king spoke in a very calm voice.
"Impossible! "They're already dead!" Jiken couldn't believe what was happening; she couldn't believe what the King had just said.
"Hm?!"
The king glanced at Jiken, who immediately shut up. He looked at the document again and said, "Darnag and Damian are dead." However, there is a way that can bring them back to life; however, that way has a very low success rate and many side effects. One of the side effects is that they will lose their freedom.
Jiken seemed to realize something; she rolled her eyes and said, "You mean...
"Yes." The King nodded, nodded, frowned, and said, "Perhaps someone has successfully summoned Darnag and Damian."
"But… Damian just died…"
The King sighed and said, "Perhaps it was a coincidence." I have also never heard that the summoning skill could summon humans. "However, other than Darnag and Damian being summoned, I can't think of any other reason to bring them back to life."
Jiken stretched out her trembling hand that held the two marbles, and her face once again adorned a crazy expression as she said, "They are alive?" That's good! I swear I will bring them to you, my King."
The King nodded and replied, "If you fail...
though the King hadn't yet finished his sentence. Jiken could tell that if she failed, something terrible was waiting for her.
…
In Hikaru's territory.
In the great hall of the farmer's house, three men suddenly appeared. That's right, it was Damian, Uner, and Mille.
Damian, when he saw Uner and Mille, was surprised and then rushed to hug them in his arms. Uner and Mille also cried and hugged Damian. The three of them hugged each other and cried for a long time, and then they stopped crying.
Damian reached out his trembling hands to rub Under and Mille's heads, and he said like a father, not a teacher: "Sorry, it's all my fault."
Uner and Mille shook their heads but said nothing because they knew that words weren't enough to express their current feelings for Damian, whom they considered their father.
Suddenly, a flood of memories popped into their heads, startling them.
"Hikaru! Master!"
"Manor! Elkia!"
"Absolute loyalty!"
Damian was startled; he mumbled, "This is... we were summoned by someone else."
While Damian could not understand what was happening, a voice came from the farmhouse door. That voice was so familiar that Damian couldn't help but cry when he heard it.
"Damian? Is that you?"
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