The Spirit World

Chapter 529: Lonely Soul
[There is only one Demon Sealing Well in the Principality of Allan]

The candidate for Minister of the Ministry of Advanced Magic is a girl named Alice Victoria, the adopted daughter of Duchess Victoria.

Alice has beautiful white hair and always wears a white dress under her magic robe. She is tall, with a high nose bridge, big eyes, and a rigid face shape. She is very beautiful, but because her behavior is cold enough, she is given the title of "Iceberg Beauty".

In fact, this title has always existed. For example, every beautiful girl who is not very willing to get close to the crowd will have this title.

Chang Yufeng doesn't have many friends in Fulan, and she is one of the few.

You may be wondering how two cold people can become friends. In fact, it’s nothing, because both of them are cold enough, and this is the way cold people make friends.

Chang Yufeng hardly chatted with other people in Fran. Sometimes, he would not talk more than three sentences to anyone except Erica Lilia for a whole day. He did not know magic, but he could take notes in magic class, which was almost useless in the eyes of ordinary people, because magic relied on talent, not poor writing.

But he just remembered it. It is generally believed that he remembered it for his sister Erica, but Erica was also remembering it, which was very weird. No one knew what the point of him remembering it was. This tall and handsome boy was like a cold mountain when he was silent. When the two icebergs were close to each other, it was the coldest time among the entire student group.

However, the first time they met was not in the academy, but in the night market in Fran. Chang Yufeng often went to the night market, and he and the captain of the Eagle team, Milan, also met in the night market in Fran.

One of the main reasons is that Chang Yufeng often suffers from headaches. The empty feeling as if something is missing in his brain forces him to find a way to relieve the pain. He is under great pressure, and this pain makes him depressed and even lonely.

He didn't drink before, and now he just drinks.

There's nothing wrong with drinking, he never gets drunk. Before he met Milan, he always drank alone. The wine in the stalls was very cheap, and when he drank alone, he would forget the time and the emptiness in his mind.

It is a kind of empty, irritating and helpless nothingness.

Milan is also very depressed. He is a native of Fran, but his family is poor. His parents are often sick. It is very expensive to see a doctor in Fran, and he has to find a wife in Fran, which is almost impossible even if he empty his family's savings. He was born a Fran, but he cannot be a ghost of Fran. Being the captain of the Eagle Team is the peak of his life, and he has no hope in life anymore, because with his strength, he has no chance of promotion.

So, he stopped patrolling and had nothing to do except drinking. Two lonely people sat at the same table. They were drinking buddies at first, but later they really talked to each other.

Chang Yufeng was telling his own story. He said that he seemed to have many scattered memories. Most of them were weird, or had a beginning but no end, or had an end but no beginning, or were intermittent and difficult to talk about.

He remembered it clearly, but also vaguely.

Just think of it as a few big dreams. After the dreams, all that is left is a fragmented reality.

From the Mr. Rabbit in a suit, he clearly remembered its name was Dada, because it was like an onomatopeia, which could be pronounced by closing the upper and lower lips, Mr. Rabbit, but the sky was raining fire, and under the rain of fire, everything about him seemed to be burning, and then it was really like a dream, he forgot someone, that person was very important, but there was no trace of her in his world, because she was like someone he met in a dream, he suffered a lot in the dream, he almost took life and death lightly in the dream, he could hardly tell who he was in the dream.

But he still remembered that there was such a person.

But it doesn't exist in his world.

It was a drizzling day, and Chang Yufeng was telling his story. The raindrops dripped, dotted the vendor's stall in an almost brilliant raindrop.

"I took out my sword, stood in front of that person, and told her, don't be afraid, I'm here. I will never leave." Chang Yufeng drank a glass of wine, choking, as if he had really met such a person. In fact, in front of him, there was only Milan's full glass of wine again: "But I have no way to protect her, you know? No matter how strong I am, I can't protect her, because the world has too much and too complicated malice towards her, I have no way... I watched her fall, falling into the abyss."

"Brother, it's okay. I believe that you are fighting against the entire world. What you have to do is to protect, while your enemy only wants to destroy. It is much easier to hurt a person than to protect him." Milan put his hands on the table. He doesn't drink, and he has never doubted the truth of what the boy beside him said. He listened with such emotion that he burst into tears.

Although he was touched, that was all, because he couldn't cry, no matter what he did. A person who he wasn't even sure existed disappeared from his world. It was like a dream, illusory, and his body's reaction made it impossible for him to shed tears.

He drank the wine, but did not feel it was bitter. Instead, the strong wine made the pain in his throat offset the pain in his head.

"What happened next?" Milan glanced at the watch on his hand.

"There is no later. She died in that memory. That memory is cut off." Chang Yufeng patted his face and pulled himself together. He didn't seem to want to let himself be so decadent, but he couldn't do it. He could only struggle between the two and feel miserable.

"That's terrible." A woman sat down in a nearby seat and threw a gold coin on the table, which would have been enough to drink for a long time if she wanted.

"Can I sit here?" Alice shook her hair, but no one answered her. Chang Yufeng didn't respond. Milan recognized her and was a little surprised.

"That's fine." Alice poured a glass of wine, took a deep breath, put the glass to her red lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

"What? You don't want to talk anymore? I want to listen. The lone wolf of the magic school." Alice looked at Chang Yufeng, filled the glass in front of Chang Yufeng with wine, and filled her own glass as well.

The white bubbles in the beer rolled upward, burst under the raindrops, dripped onto the table, and turned into "dirty water" that would never go down the throat again.

"Alice." Chang Yufeng looked at Alice and called her. She was the adopted daughter of the Duchess and naturally a celebrity. Her luxurious white horse carriage was right next to them. She was also dressed very noblely, in a black long dress, which made her particularly conspicuous in the street. The revenue of the entire street might not be as expensive as this long dress.

"I thought you didn't recognize me? We were in the same class, you know?" Alice took another sip of cheap beer: "Actually, I wanted to get to know you a long time ago, but I just didn't have the chance."

Like Chang Yufeng, Alice is just cold in front of outsiders. In other words, their feelings towards strangers can only be maintained at a superficial level such as greeting or a glance.

This kind of loneliness is either something you can relate to or something you feel like a stranger to.

"Why?" Chang Yufeng regained some spirit. He was a loner, so naturally he didn't pay attention to any strangers.

Although Alice was cold, as the adopted daughter of the Duchess, she was not allowed to have any real contact with anyone. This was somewhat different from Chang Yufeng, whose heart had already collapsed. He could not understand why he had become like this, as if he had contracted a strange disease. Why was he the only one to have such a strange disease?
There was no answer, which made him depressed.

"If I really have to say, I think you are very special. You are different from everyone I have ever met." Alice smiled at him without any hesitation, her eyes opening and closing, so touching: "You are so outstanding, yet so ordinary."

Chang Yufeng had no impression of ever having any contact with Alice, so he didn't understand her evaluation.

He was nothing, he shook his head in denial.

"I still don't understand." When he met someone he knew, everything about him became cold again. He had a gloomy face and drank alone.

"I've been following you since the junior department." Alice smiled again. Her smile was so calm. Even though they had never chatted or had any contact, her smile was still brilliant.

"At that time, I was thinking, how much courage does it take for a boy to accompany his sister on the streets to look for someone in such a big city like Fran?" Alice refilled the glass: "He should never be cowardly when encouraging his sister, and he should never be sad."

"But now, he is drinking alone here. He doesn't look like the young him at all."

"I have forgotten such a long time ago." Chang Yufeng frowned and watched the sake swaying in the glass. There seemed to be shadows of those years in his eyes. He took Erica, two children who were just ten years old, to Fran alone. They suffered a lot along the way. Even with the protection of the Carolingian family, they were still robbed and beaten. He gritted his teeth and encouraged Erica. At that time, the people he had forgotten in his mind had not appeared as frequently as they do now, making him feel miserable. He had escaped death before.

At that time, Chang Yufeng knew that the world was difficult, but he faced it bravely. When searching for Pylos, they slept in the open air and could not find the contact of the Carolingian family. They did not dare to use the gold coins on them to pay for the high hotel charges. They ate poorly and dressed poorly. During that period, they were like rats infected with the plague. In Fran, everyone was afraid of them. It was a disease of poverty and a disease of poverty that comes with being helpless.

Even though he had lived such a miserable life, he still gritted his teeth and said to Erica, "What does it matter? We are not without hope. As long as we find Caroline's contact, everything will be fine."

During these seven years, as the memories in his mind became more and more confused, he woke up in pain every morning, as if he had been entangled with the disease and the number of times he felt excruciating pain increased. This pain made him teeter on the brink of collapse.

In Fran, he began to realize that some people's lives were worth less than dust, some people's ideals were just scum that could be destroyed with a stamp from others, the morality and justice that some people spoke were dirtier than their excrement, some people's world was made entirely of gold, and some people didn't even dare to think about something as simple as staying alive.

He began to wonder what would happen even if he graduated from Fulan?

He is helpless, and this helplessness simply means that he has no money given to him at birth, no good relationships brought by his parents, and no future planned by his parents.

He only has himself.

Of course, he really only has himself.

But he still can't be himself, because he doesn't have the money to be himself, or the cost of having the money to be himself is too high.

Then, he truly understood. That's how it was. He was so scared of his own insignificance. He was so ridiculous because he didn't know magic. At a time when the whole world respected magic, a person who didn't know magic was really ridiculous. Not just ridiculous, but very ridiculous.

There are many people in this world who don't know magic, and they are all ridiculous. Even if you deceive yourself and tell you that everyone has a bright future regardless of whether they know magic or not, it is still so ridiculous.

Why is that ridiculous, no, why am I among that group of ridiculous people in this world?

Is it because he didn’t work hard? He worked hard, but if he doesn’t know magic, then he doesn’t know magic. Is hard work useful?

Hard work is useless in the face of talent.

He tried to think from another perspective and stopped worrying about the issue of magic. Even if you don't know magic, there are ways to live without it.

But he seemed to never be happy again. Maybe it was because of the pain in his brain, or maybe it was because he knew he was forced to take the second path. In the world of magic, who doesn't want to learn magic?

It may also be because he will never say again that he can face any difficulties, because when difficulties come, only when you really have the power to solve them can the difficulties you face be solved. Otherwise, it will be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot and will only lead to your own destruction.

How many times can a person try to stop a chariot with his bare hands and bring about his own destruction?

"I can help you recall. I remember everything." Alice took a sip of wine: "But forget it. If a person wants to degenerate, no one can stop him. I don't have any idea of ​​what kind of person you will become, but I don't want to see you degenerate like this."

"I, have not, fallen." Chang Yufeng spoke word by word, looking at Alice and thinking about her words. Perhaps this person had indeed been paying attention to him, but he had never cared about other people, so it didn't matter.

"Drinking doesn't make people degenerate. But sadness does." Alice raised the cup sadly, facing the raindrops outside, mixed the rain with the wine, and drank it all in one gulp: "A dead heart, left in the body, will only turn into a dose of rotten burning poison, burning people unbearable."

"But what can we do..." She sighed and stared at Chang Yufeng with her beautiful big eyes, as if she had looked at the young man in the same way in the past.

But as the boy grew up, he became more and more withdrawn and depressed.

It seems as if he is indifferent to life and death, but also as if he is stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself.

(End of this chapter)