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GOR Chapter 652 Last Words (Part 1)
Du Wei held onto the coffin and sighed. Then, he pulled out a strange item from his chest – it was likely that no one in this world would recognize it. It was the three joss sticks.
Du Wei flicked his wrist and a flame emerged from his fingertip to ignite the joss sticks. Du Wei's soft voice could be heard from within the smoke. "Hey, did you know? This item is unique to this world. Before coming here, I had been thinking that since someone as unique as you had died, I should give you something special. After thinking about it, I decided to make this item myself. This item, in my previous world … … mm, in another world, it is called 'joss sticks'. Sigh … … originally, I had wanted to make some candles, ingots and the like. However, I was afraid that would be too troublesome. "
Du Wei held onto the three joss sticks and solemnly placed them on the coffin three times.
It was then that a gust of wind blew from behind him, causing the black curtain covering the entrance to the hall to flutter.
Du Wei frowned slightly. Without turning his head, he said coolly, "What is it? Didn't His Majesty allow me to be alone for a while? "
A hoarse voice spoke up from behind him. "Your Excellency the Duke."
The voice sounded familiar. Du Wei's heart gave a thump and he turned around to look behind him.
A thin figure in red robes was there. It was none other than the attire of a court magus. It was just that the red cloak covered his face, and due to the angle, although there was a burning brazier beside him, he just happened to be standing in a place with his back facing the light, and with his head lowered, it was impossible to see his face clearly.
When Du Wei heard the voice, he was surprised. "Eh? You are? "
"I am the court's chief magus," the figure said in a low voice.
Du Wei's face flickered slightly and he looked at the figure with a profound expression. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly smiled. "Oh, so that is how it is … … how surprising. You are actually the court's chief magus? Humph … … however, this must be Shen's arrangement. That fellow always likes to play tricks in the dark. Since he is the one behind this, no matter how strange it may be, I will not be surprised. It's just that … you hid it very well. "
The person wearing the red robe of a court magician, the chief magician of the court, was an old acquaintance of Du Wei!
Du Wei stared at Krak Mage for a while and whispered, "Krak Mage, you are the Chief Mage of the Royal Palace … and also the Deacon of the Magician's Guild. You have a lot of responsibilities on your shoulders."
Clark!
This person was the Magician's Guild's Deacon, Clark! He was the one who almost became Du Wei's magic teacher in the early years!
Du Wei nodded his head. After pondering it for a moment, he smiled and said, "I remember now. You … … you are probably a chess piece that Shen had set up a long time ago. Hehe, I remember the first time I met Shen was in the Magician's Guild. Back then, you were already one of his men. "
Clark slowly removed his cloak and gave Du Wei a faint smile. "Your Excellency the Duke, your guess is correct. When I was very young, I was already someone groomed by the court magicians. Later on, in order to work for the imperial family, I hid my identity and left the imperial palace to join the Magician's Guild. "
Pausing for a moment, he revealed a complicated smile. "However, this is also fate. If not for the coup d 'état back then, the previous chief magician would not have died in the coup d' état. Then, I would not have been able to rise to the position so easily. After His Highness took over, he placed new people in important positions. As for me, I had already taken up an important position in the Magician's Guild. That was why His Highness placed such importance on me. "
"Mm." Du Wei nodded his head. "That makes sense … …" However, he then turned to look at Clark. "It seems the imperial family had made a move on the Magician's Guild a long time ago."
"It has always been like this for hundreds of years." Clark did not hide anything. "The three major forces, whether it is the Shrines, the imperial family, or the Magician's Guild, for many generations, this kind of mutual infiltration has always been inevitable."
"Humph." Du Wei smiled and did not say anything. Spies, there was nothing strange about that.
However, Clark, as a spies, as a court magician of the imperial family, was actually able to climb to the position of a deacon in the Magician's Guild. It was really not easy! This guy, he hid very well!
"But, you suddenly came here and exposed your identity to me … … Aren't you afraid that I … …" Du Wei deliberately paused here.
"I'm not afraid." Clark said frankly. "You are someone trusted by the Regent. His Highness told me before he died. He said that I can trust you, and that you will be willing to accept his dying entrustment. "
"Entrustment?" Du Wei shook his head. "You know, if I reveal your secret, you won't be able to stay in the Magician's Guild anymore. You spent so many years to break into the top of the Magician's Guild, and in the future, you may even have the opportunity to become the president of the Magician's Guild. "
"It's impossible to become the president of the Magician's Guild." Clark laughed a little mockingly. "I can only be a deacon. The Magician's Guild naturally has its traditions, but those who can become the president of the Magician's Guild are the direct disciples of the former prestigious Old Magician. And for me, an outsider who broke into the Magician's Guild, although I tried my best to show my talent, I was lucky enough to become a deacon. If I want to be the president of the Magician's Guild, I lack a deep background, and I am not a traditional disciple of the Magician's Guild. There is no hope. "
"It seems that you are not afraid that I will reveal your secret. You are so confident?"
"It's not that I am confident." Clark shook his head and looked at Du Wei. His eyes were very serious. "It's just that His Highness is very confident in you."
Du Wei pursed his lips, as if thinking for a while. "Say it, he … … What did he entrust me with?"
Clark slowly took out something from his chest.
It was a letter, a thick rolled up piece of paper, and the way it was rolled up in his hand, it was faintly red.
Clark's face was very serious as he handed the paper to Du Wei.
Du Wei just received it, but did not open it first. Instead, he asked in a very calm tone. "Oh, he left it for me? What is written on it? "
Clark's face was very serious. He shook his head and said, "I have not seen it. This is a magic scroll, it can only be opened once. After it is opened, it will automatically burn after reading it. "
Du Wei nodded. Sure enough, he could feel a faint magic fluctuation coming from the scroll.
Gently unrolling the scroll, the dense handwriting on it was indeed the familiar handwriting of Prince Son. And … … There are also faint red traces on the paper … … Hmm?
"This is His Highness' final stroke before his death." Clark's voice was as if there was no emotion in it: "When he was writing, I was right beside him. His Highness … … By the time he reached the end, his body could no longer hold on and he was even vomiting blood. "
Du Wei's heart sank. Looking at the red traces on the paper, it was indeed stained with blood. For a moment, his heart was so heavy that he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.
Is this … … the final stroke … …
Looking at the contents of the letter, each word was so clear, yet so vague … …
"Hey, Du Wei:
When you read this letter, I will already be dead. Hmm, when I wrote this sentence, my heart felt a bit strange. In the past few days, I have taken some medicine to barely lift my spirits and deal with the last few things. After dealing with these things, all I can do is wait for death to come.
Do you know how it feels to wait for death? Let me tell you, it is not as terrible as you think. Hmm, how should I put it? It is still very peaceful … … Forget it, I don't need to tell you these words. One day in the future, when you die, you will understand.
In the past few days, I have been thinking about a question, and that is … … After I die, how many people will truly be sad?
I have thought about it carefully. My Queen and I have a good relationship, so she will definitely be sad. And my daughter, Karina, and my sister, Louise, will be sad, too. As for the others … … After thinking about it, it seems you are the only one I can think of.
Isn't it strange?
I also feel it is strange because in the past few days, our relationship seems to be a bit tense. It is as if we have gradually turned from friends to enemies … …
But even so, I still firmly believe that after I die, you will definitely be sad for me, right?
Did you cry? Did you cry? Don't lie to me. In the future, when you die, we will meet again. At that time, even if you want to lie to me, you will not be able to. Moreover … … you also know that it is not easy to lie to me. "
Reading up to this point, Du Wei involuntarily tightened his grip on the letter. His breathing became somewhat unstable and his eyes became somewhat hot.
He subconsciously glanced at Clark. Clark immediately understood. "I have delivered the letter. These are His Highness' last words. Only you have the right to know. Du Wei, you continue reading. I will go out first. "
After saying that, he gently drifted out like a gust of wind.
Du Wei took a deep breath and calmed his mind. Then, he continued reading … …
"… … Du Wei, in fact, in my heart, there is a big question. It is about you. I have always felt that your life up until now is like a miracle. Or perhaps … … you are someone who does not belong to this world. "
Reading up to this point, Du Wei's heart gave a thump.
Sigh, after writing up to this point, I suddenly cannot continue writing. Shen is a character that I like very much. Writing about his death makes me feel very sad. I have thought long and hard about this farewell letter. I want to write it like a tear gas bomb. However, as I write, I feel so sad that I cannot control myself.
Forget it, I will stop here for today. I will continue tomorrow.
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