Chapter 615 The Magic of Asta Road

As we all know, in the early days of wizarding history, which is still traceable today, war was almost the main theme. Not to mention that all kinds of magical creatures have caused wars, even between wizards and wizards, there has never been a lack of open and secret fights.

The exact age of the brother and sister Baal and Astaru is now unverifiable, and even Maca has no way of knowing about this.

However, in a certain ancient book, there was indeed a mention of a wizard war that happened to happen in that story.

"Asta Road...and Baal, immediately follow your teacher to Castle Valkiha, and ask for refuge from Lord Vaal, understand? You must protect your mother along the way, and wait for your father obediently !"

No matter how high-sounding the reason for war is, war is always cruel. The father of Baal and Astaru was a local lord, but it was because of this that he knew better that he and his territory might be completely destroyed by the enemy in this war.

Perhaps in the eyes of his subjects, he, the lord, has knights, archers, and even three great wizards under his command. But he knew very well in his heart that even if the strength stationed in his territory was doubled, there would be no chance of winning at all.

Therefore, even though many people don't know it, he can barely be considered a wizard himself, but he would rather let the wizard who is teaching his own children take his family to evacuate first.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to retreat with himself, but he can neither abandon the territory and subjects, nor allow the enemy to follow behind him.

There was no way, when the patrolling scouts found the enemy, the distance between the two sides was already too close, so close that he didn't dare to leave this place, for fear that if he was not careful, the cavalry of the other side would bypass him and catch up with his wife and daughter directly child.

"Dad!" "Father!"

Astaru and Baal yelled almost in unison, but their father just shook his head slightly, slowly and firmly.

"obedient,

"Their father said solemnly, "Children, you have all grown up, and you should know when to do things." "Go... right now! Right now!"

In that era, wizards were surprisingly powerful. But no matter how strong Astalu's magical talent is, it would be impossible to show it without years of study.

Unlike the spells of modern wizards, the difficulty of getting started with magic at that time was far from being easily overcome by a word of "genius". Therefore, in ancient times, the older the wizard, the higher the level, almost without exception.

After all, the brothers and sisters, Yastaru and Baal, took their mother to leave the land where they grew up, and swayed in a carriage to the life under the fence.

The lord of Valkihar Castle accepted them without any accident. Of course, it was not because their father had much friendship with the lord. Baal's teacher.

That's right, in that era, any wizard who was willing to stay in the territory was extremely precious. Compared with being able to add a powerful wizard to one's territory, what are a few more mouths to eat?

However, just a few days later, the bad news came.

In Valkiha Castle, no one was surprised that Baal and Astalu's hometown was destroyed, because there was a scale in the hearts of all those who knew, and their father was destined to be the one that was raised high. one end.

When the terrible news reached the ears of the siblings, they and their mother hugged each other and shed tears of grief.

They didn't even know how their father died, and at whose hands.

"Be strong, time will heal the pain."

This sentence is indeed very reasonable, and I don't know if there was anyone who comforted the pair of brothers and sisters who were immersed in grief like this at that time. It's a pity that even if someone is willing to say that, God has not left them enough time to slowly wash away the scars in their hearts.

It was only the second day after the news of the death came that the scout team of Fort Valkiha brought back another piece of even more terrifying news. The astonishingly strong enemy group chose to go deeper and will arrive in Valkiha in a few days. Fort!

Do you want to run away again? No, there is an open plain behind them. Even if they run immediately, they will be overtaken sooner or later.

Astaru, who knew she couldn't escape, had a conversation with her teacher. No one knew what the two had said, not even her brother Baal.

And that night, Astaru disappeared from everyone's sight.

"...Sarah, is this what you want to show me?"

It was that night, Maca stood on the hillside outside Valkiha Castle, and glanced back behind him. In fact, long before the last scene cut, he had already noticed Sarah's spiritual will.

Before the words were finished, in the middle of the open space, a petite figure gradually changed from blurred to clear like the initial environment change.

"Maybe, maybe not...who knows?"

Sarah pursed her lips, turned her head and looked ahead, and said reluctantly.

Her heart at this moment is far from being as peaceful as she can see on the surface, because she didn't intend to interpret this story so "accurately" at first. If it weren't for Maca's soul that was so heavy that she couldn't control it, she would have dragged Maca into this story and used various methods to torment him.

It's a pity that now she can not only allow the story in her heart to develop step by step, but also can't even interrupt it. She can only wait helplessly for this spiritually constructed world to come to an end and return to the pure white world. nothingness.

This feeling of being controlled by others is not pleasant at all!

After hearing this, Maca couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head. He couldn't hear the depression hidden in this little girl's tone. But having said that, this method of suddenly dragging people into the spiritual world is really not to be underestimated.

Fortunately, this little girl from the Hohenheim family is not the kind of malicious person. Otherwise, the harm that her method could cause would not be so small.

"The power of alchemy is really amazing... I am looking forward to the legacy that Mr. Nicole May left for this world!" Maca looked into the distance and sighed, "Sarah, I am interested. Do you want to participate in the next international alchemy competition?"

"Not interested in!"

Behind Maca, the little girl gave him a sneaky look, and then immediately turned her face away.

"What about Hogwarts? I heard that you are going to study at Beauxbatons, but I would suggest that you come to our Hogwarts," Maca said casually, "You can make a lot of good friends here, okay?"

"No!" This time Sarah didn't even turn her head to look at him, and gave the answer directly.

Maca shrugged and nodded indifferently.

"Well, Beauxbaton is also good, at least there are more girls than here. Madame Maxime and I are quite familiar, and I can make her more..."

As he was talking, he suddenly frowned slightly, and the words in his mouth were interrupted. After a while, he turned around suddenly, with a rare surprise on his face.

"How do you know that?"

As he asked, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the place he was looking at just now. But Sarah didn't answer his question this time, she just stared at Maca's face for a moment, and then quickly looked away.

The direction Maca pointed to was actually a horse road. This road is exactly the route that Baal and Astalu took when they fled to Valkihar Castle. If you go straight ahead, you can reach the land that raised them.

Of course, at this moment, the road has become a road to hell. What is waiting ahead is not the homeland and memories, but the mighty army of the enemy country and the home that has long been in ruins.

But at this moment, there was a young girl standing on the carriageway. She was pretty and charming, with fair and golden skin, and under the extraordinarily bright moonlight that night, a gleam of determination appeared on her face.

This girl's name is "Astaru".

Of course Maca still remembered that he had read in books that Astoru used a special magic to protect most of the subjects in Valkiha Castle, including her family. And the price she paid for being able to do this was her own life.

This is a rather vulgar and beautiful story, just right for putting a child to sleep. But even so, the book never specifically described what kind of "special magic" it was.

However, at that moment just now, Maca saw that extremely real scene. Under the moonlight, the girl's whole body lit up with crystal spots of light, and the tiny spots of light swirled lightly around her, falling to ground.

Whenever a speck of light merges into the ground, a sapling will break out of the ground and grow up at an extremely fast speed. And as the number of spots increased, the girl's figure became more and more hazy, as if she herself had transformed into thousands of spots and spread them out.

Just when most of Valkiha Castle was submerged by the entire sea of ​​trees, the girl's figure finally disappeared completely, and she was nowhere to be seen. And at that moment, countless colorful flowers suddenly bloomed in the sea of ​​trees, and little fairies the size of a baby's fist were born one by one.

After that, it was naturally the little fairies who stopped the invading enemy army and protected the entire Valkiha Castle. But such a miraculous result is not the final ending of this story.

Of course, Maca is more curious than the ending that she already knew, where did Sarah know about this magic?

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