"You must have a lot of questions for me right now," said Abrams. With the help of others, Abrams sat up on the bed. A little girl placed a pillow behind his back so that he could sit more comfortably.
"Thank you, Julia." The old magician reached out and patted the little girl's head. "Go out and eat some fruits and rest. Don't worry, I won't die anytime soon. What we're going to talk about next may be boring."
The girl named Julia nodded. On the other side, Olavia also stood up. "I'm going to visit Grandma Ifud and see if Dardarion has arrived."
"Tell her that I love her," said Abrams.
After everyone left, Arbus looked relieved and said to Robb, "Do you know what's worse than dying? It's staying in a room full of people who know you're going to die. They'll try their best to pretend that you're still alive. In order not to make them feel sad, I have to pretend that I'm going to survive. Forget it …" The old magician waved his hand and said, "Why can't we be honest? On the bright side, I've been fighting with that bastard Steins my whole life. At least I won this time, even if it's only for a few days. "
"Because they don't want to lose you."
"Oh, there will always be a day when we part. We are human beings. Our lives are fragile and short. No one can resist the natural cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death. But because of this, we can understand the meaning of life. We try our best to live every day, just so that when the day comes, we can walk away with our heads held high."
After saying that, Abus closed his eyes, took a few breaths, and said, "I remember that Milford hid a bottle of Prancing Horse Town's wine. It's in a secret compartment under your feet. Do you mind giving me a glass?"
The future supreme magician, Your Honor, looked down and found a bottle of wine that should not have been there under the wooden floor. He took out two glasses from the table, pulled out the cork, and poured the wine into them.
"If you can, can you add some ice cubes to it?" The old man pleaded.
"My pleasure." Rob tapped his index finger on the glass twice. A layer of cold air floated above the glass.
"You can always surprise people." He took the glass and gulped down a mouthful of it before letting out a satisfied sigh. "One of the benefits of dying is that you can do whatever you want. Normally, Ifud wouldn't allow me to drink anything cold. Sometimes, I wonder if I married a wife just to remind me that I'm over 120 years old." "That's right," Zhang Heng said with a sigh of relief. "You can do whatever you want. Normally, Ifud wouldn't allow me to drink anything cold. Sometimes, I wonder if I married a wife just to be reminded that I'm over 120 years old.
"Your courage doesn't seem to belong to a hundred and twenty years old man."
"To be honest, I still don't know if what we're doing is right or wrong. Perhaps it's because of the willfulness of a few old fellows that the entire human race is doomed. But sometimes, we have to make our own choices, right? Just like how you chose to protect the girl named Hartfilia. " The old man paused for a moment. "I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time. First, I have to admit that what you did in Mitchell's magic tower changed our plans."
"We didn't expect to have a showdown with those things so soon. Da Vinci, your teacher, and I anticipated that we would at least wait until the Mana Sharing Mechanism was successfully established. Or, more likely, we would leave this matter to someone else. After all, according to the two letters you sent us, we should have a few hundred years left … Wishful thinking, that's what we call it. But isn't it part of human nature?"
"Then why did you make a move this time?"
"Because we can't afford to lose you," Abu admitted. "Your teacher and I believe that there's a reason for you to appear, just like how every Magician believes that there's a reason for Roland's appearance. In the distant Dark Ages, humans lived precariously, struggling between starvation and death. People back then couldn't imagine the life we're living hundreds of years later. It was Roland who changed everything with her magic … Do you know what President Da Vinci likes to say? There's always hope, but we're facing a war that we're doomed to lose. We've simulated it hundreds of times, but we can't find any chance of winning this war. So, we old fellows have no choice but to act shamelessly and leave everything to you."
"I think I need to apologize to you on behalf of everyone," Abu said. "Your teacher has always been happy that you've found true happiness. Even though this life is different from what he imagined, he's still very proud of you and wishes you all the best. Believe me, he wants you to live a peaceful life in that small place called Nyaxus more than anyone else. So, I'm sorry. If it weren't for the fact that we have no other choice, we wouldn't have dragged you into this matter."
"I'm the one who should apologize. This whole thing started because of me, so I should be the one to end it," Rob said.
"You shouldn't bear this responsibility. No one should. It's not fair to place the fate of the entire human race on a single shoulder, but as I said before, we have no other choice." Abu finished the red wine in his glass. "Don't blame President Da Vinci. Arbus finished the red wine in his glass. "Don't blame President Da Vinci. He has been trying his best to protect you. The new Patron God of the Magic Association, the child named Painter. Oh, I think you've already met him. Don't tell me the process. I'm guessing it won't be a very pleasant process. But if it's possible, I hope that you won't lower yourself to his level in the future. He's the bait we picked to help you attract the attention of the Church and the gods. Unfortunately, he's the only one who doesn't know about this matter. That child's nature isn't too bad, but Da Vinci might feel guilty for indulging him too much all these years. In a sense, this has harmed him. But as I keep repeating, some people will go astray at a certain stage in their lives, but this doesn't mean that they will be lost forever."
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