Atlas Double Star Book

Men rest under the moon.

The wizards were busy, the injured giant beast needed treatment, and four people were also injured to varying degrees, including the Firespeaker.He looked like a boy, but he was the high priest.The young man looked very white, and the deerskin jacket he wore also had more complicated decorations, made according to the texture of green branches.Red coral stud earrings, a crown of gold leaf antlers, and an astrolabe inlaid on a witch's staff.Peleas thought to himself, this kid is very talented, even in the academy he can be considered an outstanding warlock.

"Greetings to you, honorable maester." Another wizard was treating the boy's arrow wound, and he smiled forcedly, revealing two dimples.

Peleas softened his heart: "My greetings too, Firespeaker. May I help you? Do you need a spell to relieve pain?"

"I have a small favor, please don't refuse."

The scholar nodded seriously.

"Please call me Zarrick, there is no need to use honorifics." The boy scratched his head with a smile, touched the crooked antler crown and straightened it up again. "Actually, we should be old friends now, right? For Nila's sake."

Peleas accidentally learned that Zarick had met Neil nine years ago, when they were both children.

Zarrick was very excited, and seemed to want to talk more about Neil with the scholar.But Peleas would not talk about it, as if the name were coals.He's not ready yet.

So the two talked about the previous battle.As for the reason for the appearance of the Iceman, they were equally confused.The average Iceborne rarely troubles the Dienrians, who live farther north.Peleas said that the Empire has been at war with the Iceborne Horde in recent years.The wizards were amazed. After all, the Sybil cavalry was famous far and wide, and even the Dienrians who lived in seclusion in the mountains knew their illustrious military exploits.The Firespeaker asked, if the Icemen were able to bring the Empire to a stalemate in war, was it because they used unknown methods?Referring to the situation just now, he thought of monsters.

Pelias nodded.The Icelanders can actually drive monsters, so it took the Sybil knights three years to quell the riot.

Firespeaker said, "But there are no wizards in the Iceborne tribe."

"Maybe a mage came among them..." Pelias pondered, and continued: "It may be a black mage. I didn't expect his research on monsters to have extended to this point..."

The red-bearded man next to him asked, "Black Mage?"

The fire whisperer replied: "Scholars and warlocks must abide by the covenant of the academy. But there are some unregistered mages who are not under the management of the academy and may do some dangerous things. They are called 'black mages'. One of the daily tasks of warlocks is to search for black mages."

Pelias nodded: "I have to report to the academy about tonight. They were able to summon so many monsters... I don't know what the purpose is."

"They just want to kill 'Salad'! Damn Iceman, selfish! The monsters long for 'Salad', their light horns are full of energy, and the Iceman just want to make pets stronger, they They have no mercy, no morals, no restraint like wild dogs. None of them have ever had a wizard, so they don't know how to fear power. They are barbarians, they don't even have words, and they haven't even heard of Ibagne." An elderly wizard Filled with righteous indignation, others responded one after another.

The Fire Whisperer looked at Peleas and said, "You are right, the academy should send warlocks as soon as possible. This matter is worthy of investigation."

"And it's not far from the emperor, and there are many villages around... If possible, I would like to investigate."

"You can also inform the Sibyl knights that the empire will not sit idly by."

Pelias took out a pen and paper: "Yes, it just so happens that I have a good friend who is the commander of the knights, Trande Muawia, I will write to him right away, and I believe he will arrange it as soon as possible." While writing, it suddenly occurred to Neil that if he only wrote to Trand, Neil might be angry...

"You look distressed." The Firespeaker moved carefully, exposing his wounded shoulder to the flames so that the wizard who was tending the wound could see it.

"...I don't know who to write to."

"Isn't it Sir Muawia?"

Peleas was a little embarrassed to think that he needed a boy to guide him.

"You can write to Nila Bernhard and ask him to pass it on to the Knight Commander. By the way, let's talk about our meeting tonight."

In that case, when Neil opened the letter full of joy, but found that it was all work, maybe... Maybe he felt that this was deliberately ignoring him, and specifically mentioning new friends to stimulate him.The scholar knocked on the letter paper, in a dilemma, and couldn't help sighing: "There is really no way to take him..."

Peleas was also surprised to find that when it came to the blue-eyed boy, almost every Dienrian knew a thing or two.The boy's fight with Salad is so memorable that they even made a song.Zarick sang it to him.It is mentioned in the song that the fire whisperer promised the boy to go to the land of destiny, and it also mentioned that the boy was seriously injured and fell asleep forever.The story ends here, and the singer doesn't seem to know the follow-up.He pondered for a while and asked, "Do you protect this precious beast because it used to be the mage Salad?"

"When I was very young, my grandmother told me: be in awe of fate, and the responsibility of fire whisperers and wizards is to make people feel awe."

The scholar asked straightforwardly: "The reason why the mage Salad became a giant deer is because he forcibly brought the dead back to the world, didn't he? He violated the laws of all things themselves, and he himself was cursed."

"That's what our song says," said the young Firespeaker, "but you shouldn't think so. You're using this story to refer to what Neelah did."

Peleas was silent.

Firespeaker said: "If we think it shameful for Salad to turn into a giant stag, are we not like you?"

The scholar asked: "Don't you make a moral judgment on this? Don't you think that the archmage is 'asking for trouble' or 'deserving it'... But I have read "Dean's Battle Song", and the epic says that the leader Dean is a friend It is very painful, and I want future generations to protect the giant deer."

"I thought so when I was a child... Actually, I sometimes feel that way now, but grandma said: Fire whisperers and wizards must teach everyone. She said: Before birth, people don't know that they will come to the world as human beings, It could have been an animal, a plant, a vein of minerals, or a blade. Even if he had been born as a man, his brother could have been a stone, a wolf, rain." The boy removed the drum from his back, and the World Tree was tattooed on its surface.It was indeed somewhat similar to the Warlock's bracers, Peleas thought.

The boy stroked the pattern on the drum, starting from the snake pattern, following the river-like pattern, and finally pointing to the pattern of flames.He continued: "So wizards teach people not to ask about cause and effect..."

"In other words, you wizards entrust yourselves and the world to chance."

"And you scholars get to the bottom of it."

Both laughed.

Pelias put down his pen and touched his mouth casually.This was his first attempt to understand the world view of the Deenrians, and he was very excited by the completely different knowledge system.He went on to ask: "Then "Dean's Battle Song" shouldn't explain...why Archmage Salad turned into a giant deer? I don't remember."

The bearded man who was drinking next to him took up the conversation and laughed loudly: "That's right!! It's a man or a deer, even his mother can't decide!" Disrespectful drunken words provoked his partner, who immediately punished him for drinking more.

Zarrick smiled shyly, and only when he was slightly relaxed, he showed his childish side.He nodded: "Although grandma taught me this way, I also have my own opinions. But...she lived to be one hundred and seven years old and is one of our greatest fire whisperers. I have no reason not to seek her wisdom."

"You are satisfied with phenomena..." Pelias frowned, and apologized quickly, for fear of offending the wizards.

"Phenomenon... I know what you mean. I have practiced in the academy for a while, and I know the ways of scholars. You have made the source body, right? The word...?"

"Systematic." Peleas gently corrected the young man's pronunciation.

"Well, it's the word. The academy divides the world into two, the superficial phenomenon, and the invisible and ubiquitous origin... Am I right? I hope I haven't forgotten the basic class at that time, otherwise my mother must have Blame me for half-heartedness."

The teacher nodded: "Yes, the source is the 'book'. It is the source of all spells, life, forms, and natural phenomena, and it is a high-hanging truth. Our lifelong efforts as scholars are just trying to touch a small branch of it. .”

Perhaps recalling the feeling of his student days, the boy was a little nervous in front of Peleas, vying to answer more: "This research method was established in the time of Ibañe, and scholars at that time did not have enough understanding of the origin. Systematization is called "river", and it is regarded as three parallel and interlaced rivers. Later, when Agnes came to the mainland, he rebuilt the college on the southern cliff. Scholars discovered more along this foundation. Multiple branches, according to its complex structure, rename it as 'book', right...?"

"Yes, hence 'everything is a book'."

Zarrick breathed a sigh of relief, satisfied with his performance.He raised his head and found that the silver-haired scholar was looking at him tenderly, as if waiting for a response.Only then did he realize that the other party must have been expecting his answer as a fire whisperer before, but somehow it turned into an oral exam for the academy.The boy said embarrassedly: "I was in the academy at the time, mainly to study medical skills, so... I don't know much about your spells, I'm really sorry..."

"You did a good job, really." The teacher smiled.

The fire talker sorted out his thoughts, and the discussion continued: "I just said that the knowledge of the academy is systematic. You are used to thinking that phenomena are superficial, and there must be some kind of higher-level existence behind them... I understand very shallowly. ,I'm really sorry."

"You are right, please don't blame yourself."

"Everything must be in the system of naming... Through the name, the spell can be traced back to its original truth."

"A lot of old books hold the same idea."

The boy said: "But we don't think so... A person is born, he may be a man, a woman, or a lynx; if the flame is willing to talk to him, he is a wizard; if the wizard's soul fire is pure enough, he is a fire whisperer; a fire whisperer It could be a man, it could be a bird, or something; and when his time is up, he will die, or become the offspring of Salad. Though I say so, the reality is much more complicated."

"Is it possible that the fire whisperer will become a giant deer after death?"

"Maybe, that's what grandma said..." Zarick lowered his eyes, and continued after a long time: "She had almost no pain in the end. I held her hand, and she smiled and said: If I become Salad , you have to protect me... If I were Ashes, then..." The boy tilted his head and buried one side of his face in the shadow, "But I was too young at that time, and I always made her sad and let her down."

At the mention of the dead old wizard, the people fell silent, listening only to the whispers of the flames.

Pelias hesitated to speak.

The boy smiled and rubbed his eyes: "Grandma used to say: Scholars always ask questions, sometimes they ask stones, 'Why do you make stones', and then they ask why Omega people live 200 years, but Sybils live 300 years?" Years. You have no scruples, you just want to know a clear cause and effect."

The scholar said seriously: "If you don't do this, you can't pass the medical examination after examination."

People couldn't help laughing, as if they all knew about the boy's past, only Zarrick shook his head with blushing cheeks, "Don't mention it, don't mention it! That's a nightmare!"

"So you don't know why the death of the fire whisperer may become a giant deer?"

"We shouldn't know," the boy replied solemnly.

Pelias was lost in thought.

The Fire Whisperer said: "I suggest you not to go into it too deeply, otherwise it will be an offense to the Dienrians. There are some things today that I should not have revealed to you. Just because I trust Nila, he said: 'My teacher Peleas is the most righteous man, like a bright star', so I also trust you... We are not like the Academy, where wizards can only protect themselves with awe. We are a weak nation , must live in the Bald Mountains and accept the asylum of the Academy. But you must know that wizards will never bring disasters. However, scholars and warlocks may not necessarily."

The flames shone in the silver hair, and the light golden pupils reflected the flames again.Peleas stood up, and all the Dienrians looked at the stranger.He said: "I understand, thank you. I think there must be some kind of rationality for wizards to make such a choice. Then please believe me."

After all, the scholar tore off all the relevant notes and put them in the fire.Zarrick also reluctantly stood up, and as the highest priest—Firespeaker, he greeted his friends from the academy.

Later, the feeling of fatigue also appeared, and the host and the guests said goodbye to each other and went to rest separately.Peleas wrote the letter and let the sparrowhawk fly.

Peleas slept lightly for several hours.When they awoke, the Dienrians were still awake, and the alcohol had no effect on them.He didn't see Zarick. Someone said that the Firespeaker had fallen asleep and was leaving in a few hours to continue his journey.Peleas hesitated to write notes.

The night wind blows, and he feels a certain calling.

The scholar stood up and walked down the hillside, the river water shimmering with dark blue.Someone is summoning him with magic?

"Heather?"

Peleas came to the river, bent down to the reflection, and stretched out his left hand.The image of the caller emerged from the water.

Reflections blurred.

A young man with dark hair and blue eyes is in the water, smiling at him.

"Teacher, can you hear me?"

Who is this?Pelias was in a trance for a moment.The handsome young man called out again and again before he came back to his senses.

"Neil?"

"It's me, teacher, are you okay?"

"How come...how did you use this advanced summoning technique...Neil, you are not...wait, what happened to your hair? It looks like your face is also dirty, what happened?" Pelias was surprised No, he never thought that Neil could use summoning, and he had never taught Neil before.

"I've seen Dr. Isis do this before, but that's beside the point."

Neil told Peleas: Trand was arrested, and the pure-bloods framed him.The girl thought to be the assassin escaped with the sorceress.

The scholar quietly listened to the students, rubbing the space between his brows.

Then, he asked again: "That girl is Shinan's apprentice, right? She disappeared from prison, and her blood smells like a monster?"

"Yes."

The scholar fell into deep thought, and then said: "I just received a letter from Heather today. She said that there is a patient who needs my help...wait for me in Itil."

"That's probably true. The sorceress ran away with the girl, and now all the Sibyl knights in the city are looking for her." Neil said seriously.

Under what circumstances, how could human blood be like monster blood?Pelias suddenly became interested, and he didn't come back to his senses until Neil reminded him.

Neil said, "Heather said she'd be waiting for you in Etil, right? And a patient."

Peleas nodded.

"Then let's meet in Itil, teacher."

"..."

"What's the matter, don't you want to see me?"

"..."

Neil paused for a moment, then laughed softly, "So you were fighting over that kiss?"

"I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Peleas said hastily.As long as he thought of running away in a panic, he couldn't bear it.He remembered the heat from the knight's arms, and how he was so embarrassed that he almost fell, but it was Neil who grabbed his waist and held him up.

"You care so much?" Neil smiled.A beautiful young man, the blue light made him unable to resist.

Pelias wanted to refuse, but couldn't say a word.

"Okay, okay, teacher, shall we talk about it when we get home?" Neil said softly.

This kind of determined and gentle smile is what he fears the most, because he knows that he may become irrational and unprincipled in front of this person.

"If you don't want to go home right away, I'll pick you up from the library in a month, okay?"

"..."

"Don't you want to eat sweet plum pie?" Neil looked distressed.

Pelias wanted to say "no", but his body was out of control and he couldn't say a word.

"Pelia, I'll wait for your return."

"I'll never come back again!" he said anxiously.

The other party laughed again, as if he didn't take the childish words seriously at all.Pelias panicked, and suddenly felt as if he had been seen through.how so?

Peleas looked away, he felt something was wrong, Neil would not be like this before.Or, instead, he himself became powerless?He couldn't help covering his mouth as memories of that time flooded back.

The night wind was cool, and the young man in the water looked at him quietly, like a warm portrait.

What should I say?Peleas hesitated to speak, should he be strict or indifferent?He wanted to show the aura of an elder, but when facing Neil, he himself looked like a vexatious child.

The man waited patiently.

"This can't be done..." Pelias lowered his head and twirled the ring angrily.

How could this be?

Sparkling, the brilliance of the silver moon writes the river water, like a poem that is fleeting and unnoticed.

The scholar is anxious, he does not know.

But the young man in the water was there, his eyes were blue and peaceful, as if he was the only one who understood the moonlight rune.Neil waited for a while, and finally just smiled dotingly.

"Sleep, Perlia."

As before, they said good night to each other every night.

The gold in the man's eyes.

Neil looked at the water in a daze, the figure of the scholar had disappeared, only his own shadow was reflected in the moonlight.

In fact, he was very nervous just now, his heart was beating wildly, and Neil covered his heart.

"Did you tell me? The teacher looked nervous, completely different from usual, maybe he actually..." Neil muttered to himself, thinking of that kiss.

His brain was blank, he only felt his cheeks were hot, and a rush of heat surged into his heart.

Neil thought of that man's lips, cold and soft.He never thought that there would be such a wonderful touch in the world, it was indescribable, like spring water, but not entirely.

The scholar did not refuse, and Neil suddenly realized this.

When the kiss was over, Pelias just looked at him, as if looking up at an apricot tree that just happened to be in full bloom, and the sense of peace made Neil feel at a loss.What did you do?Maybe it's not worth mentioning at all, but just a moment when a dream is difficult to distinguish between true and false.Neil also remembered the light in those golden pupils, shining in all the memories of his beloved.

He cannot describe, cannot express.And this person was in his arms, and they were so close, more than any moment he had ever imagined.Neil felt unprecedentedly relaxed. From that moment on, he knew the reason for his entanglement, hesitation and infatuation.

"You are so beautiful..." Neil couldn't help but brushed up a strand of the teacher's silver hair, and gently kissed the cool hair tip.

Neil later recalled that it might be from this sentence that Peleas finally realized what happened.That golden pupil was no longer calm, Dusk disappeared, replaced by a look of pain.

Pelias hesitated to speak, just covered his mouth, then put down his hand embarrassingly, as if the touch would only increase the guilt.He wanted to retreat, but his body was pressed against the door panel, and he almost lost his balance in the end.Neil tried to hold the teacher's waist, but Pelias still fell down.Neil was so anxious that he stretched out his hand to pull it, but his hand was pushed away again.

"No... no no, this..."

Pelias couldn't continue, shaking his head again and again.In the end, the scholar stood up in embarrassment leaning on the wall, lowered his head silently, and left in a hurry without even looking at the students.

Like a broken string, a dream, or an unbearable awakening.

Neil recalled the scene over and over again, pondering every move and expression of the teacher over and over again.He is familiar with some things. For example, he has already seen that Peleas sometimes maintains the image that a "teacher" should have, deliberately acting stern and indifferent.But there are some things that Neil never thought of.It was a hazy feeling, but he would figure it out soon enough, Neal knew.

If the teacher had been the image of the moon in the water, he would have bowed, and he would not leave Peleas alone with his painful past.

Neil came back to himself.

"Okay, there is one more important thing to do next, and I have to contact Trander."

Neil took out a small green fluorite, which he had given to Trand when he was in Fairy Valley.This is a small spell that can be activated by apprentices. Although they cannot see the reflection of the other party, it is enough to send a message.He had to tell Trand about the impostor who framed the Seventh Knights, which was crucial.

So Neil closed his eyes, recited the incantation, and told the stone a name.

The author has something to say: the teacher's reaction is really interesting wwww

This... There is no reason to call. I originally set them up so that they cannot be easily contacted.But in this way, there are too few opportunities for Neil to meet the teacher OTZ!

However, Neil is indeed a bit talented in spells. He has a good memory, and he can learn some simple spells after reading them.

But advanced spells, Neil is still not good, after all, he is not a child who studies hard 23333