The Magus even began to doubt himself.
Was it because his methods were not as good as before, or ...
That child was the brightest ray of light in this young man's heart?
However, he was not uninterested in this. The only thing he could not tolerate was that he could not keep this child.
If he stayed, the young man's consciousness would forever remain for her.
"Sallu, kill her. Bring her head to me. " The Sorcerer berated sternly, and one after another, handprints were sent towards the bronze bell. At this moment, the seven stars in the sky were about to disperse.
"Sallu, kill!"
A gust of wind blew up the corner of the young man's clothes. The corner of his clothes fluttered, and the clown flower was particularly conspicuous.
