The Spirit World

Chapter 535: Talking about Magical Bloodlines at 202 Charlie Street

"Jack, is it really impossible for you to perform some large-scale magic? I feel that the Black Ass Thunder of the Eagle Team is already very low-level. If you can't even control this, there is really no way to teach you." Kraft tilted his head, sitting upright on the sofa, reading a magic book. Next to him, III put his legs beside his legs and leisurely ate cake. The [Magic Station] in the window was playing some engraved programs called "Tender Werewolf".

"The Tender Werewolf" tells the love-hate story of a young man from an unknown tribe, the Werewolf Tribe, and a knight's daughter who eloped. The scene on the magic platform just freezes on the scene of the young man who turned into a werewolf and the knight's daughter kissing passionately.

Chang Yufeng sat quietly opposite them, Tang Zilong was fiddling with his spiritual firearm on the table, Pylos was reading a newspaper, and the princess and Erica were washing dishes and chatting in the kitchen.

"I have been able to feel some magical fluctuations since I was a child, some are so huge. I can even feel the existence of elves." Chang Yufeng recounted his situation.

"Elf. That's strange. Pylos and Tang Zilong couldn't learn because they couldn't feel any magic fluctuations, just like most people. I've seen people like you before." Kraft touched his chin, leaned back on the sofa and scratched his head: "The reason is the same as physical constitution. The inability to feel magic fluctuations or the inability to use magic fluctuations is all due to physical constitution. Maybe you are the type who can feel magic fluctuations but can't use them."

"I can't feel it either." Sanshi raised his hand obediently. After the werewolf and his girlfriend kissed, the cast list was played. She grabbed Tang Zilong's shoulders and shook them, but her eyes were fixed on Chang Yufeng and she said, "Grandpa Tang Zilong, I want to watch other movies. I've finished watching this one."

"Okay." Tang Zilong raised the spiritual firearm and pointed it at the magic platform through the tiny sniper hole: "Biu!"

Kraft looked at the magic book, freed his hand and tapped the magic station with his wand, shook his head helplessly, and soon, the magic station changed the program. A large title appeared, "Werewolf of the Snow Mountain".

Snow Mountain Werewolf is basically a copy of Tender Werewolf, but this time it tells the love story of a rich boy who doesn't know he is a werewolf and falls in love with a girl from a poor family.

"Why are they all werewolves?" Sanshi hissed, holding the hand that had put the cake in the air, looking at Tang Zilong with some complaints, his eyebrows lowered to his eyelids, and said dejectedly: "I want to see something normal, with magic moves! Boom! Boom! Boom! The kind, not love, what kind of love!"

“Well said!” Tang Zilong touched the gun, sat down on the sofa, rubbed his face against the little face of the Third Generation, and then fell into Kraft’s arms: “Don’t look at it, what are you afraid of? If you don’t know magic, then you don’t know magic. Look, I’m going to shoot this big-headed Ka with one shot! Hahahaha…”

Tang Zilong rubbed himself in Kraft's arms, his head moving up on Kraft's body, and he closed his eyes shyly as he fell asleep.

This disturbed Kraft who was reading the magic book. Kraft raised the book with a look of disgust, looked at the description in the magic book, and flicked his wand again. Another program "Wild Beast" began to appear on the magic station.

The story of Crazy Beast is about an extremely terrifying monster living in the forest, and a jazz daughter who was despised and framed by her family members. When she was heartbroken and decided to run away from home, the two met and found an extremely amazing love story. When capturing the opponent, they experienced a dark magic battle - the dark monster was killed unilaterally, and the monster climbed up the highest tower of Fran [Triangle Star Building], and the jazz daughter died heroically in the resistance.

"Tang Zilong, wait until your gun can be faster than my silver steel. It's OK to fight ordinary people." Kraft didn't care about Tang Zilong's coquetry. He continued to look at the magic book seriously and glanced at Chang Yufeng: "Maybe it's like this? There's something wrong with your bloodline."

Chang Yufeng looked at Kraft very seriously, moved forward and listened to his explanation.

"I don't mean anything else. It's like this. It says here that the magic bloodline originated from a certain god who decomposed his own divinity, and the spiritual power he possessed fell on a part of the body at that time. So from that time on, people were divided into two categories: those who can use spiritual power and those who cannot. Of course, in essence, everyone should be given the qualification to use spiritual power, but there are still great differences due to personal qualifications, so that their descendants also continue this huge difference. You belong to the descendant of the ancestor whose spiritual power is relatively scarce."

"Who wrote this?" Pylos put down the newspaper and took the magic book from Kraft's hand.

Look at the signature.

【Kuro】

"It's him." Pylos sighed, returned the book to Kraft, and continued reading the newspaper. Kraft also looked at the signature and said with a smile: "Only this guy can write this."

"Erica has a very high talent for magic, and I also have a good talent for magic, at least when I was a child, but our learning results are completely different." Chang Yufeng put his elbows on his thighs, supported his chin and thought: "Maybe it's because of my physique."

"Maybe you have mutated, right, like a werewolf! Awoo~ Awoo~" The Third Wolf howled happily and fell down on Tang Zilong's broad chest, but his eyes were always fixed on the monster on the magic stage. He shyly and gentlemanly kissed the back of the knight's daughter's hand.

"Awoo~Awoo~" Tang Zilong also howled happily along with the Third Generation. He closed his eyes again, with the corners of his mouth raised, and lay peacefully on Kraft's thighs to rest.

"Maybe. Kuro has recorded an example of this kind of mutation." Kraft handed the book to Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng took the book and looked at the page that Kraft had marked.

It records a story, which is about a child who has very poor talent since childhood, but his father is a strong man with the title of senior magician, so the beatings and scoldings he receives are unimaginable to ordinary people. It is so strict that the child has to drink hundreds of strange herbs every day in order to stimulate the magical bloodline of his father's extremely high talent in his body, which leads to mutations one after another.

The child eventually possessed extremely high magical talent, but he exploded and died because he was unable to control the magical energy surging in his body.

"This mutation is sometimes fatal." Kraft stroked the III's golden hair as if he was stroking a gentle cat.

Sanshi’s eyes were fixed on the magic platform, and he yawned on Tang Zilong’s chest. The picture of the magic platform became extremely warm in the cozy forest life. The monster and the jazz’s daughter were running in the forest. They were running happily, as if they had broken free from all the shackles of the world.

"But you are lucky enough, so it is better to let nature take its course." Kraft looked at Chang Yufeng, then looked at Pylos and shouted: "Pylos, how did you feel when you knew that you could not use magic? Now this young man needs some guidance from a life mentor."

"Me?" Pylos poked his head out from the edge of the newspaper and saw that Sanshi's skirt exposed her leggings. He naturally covered her thighs with the skirt and looked at Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng looked at him calmly, not looking like he needed a life mentor at all.

"I was very sad. Other children could learn magic, but I couldn't. That sadness made me autistic for a while." Pylos was silent for a while. Tang Zilong opened his eyes and looked at the glowing crystal on the ceiling, emitting light like a little sun, illuminating the entire 202 Charles Street.

"Luckily, I met my master. He said that children should be happy. Learning so much magic would mean they have no childhood. It's quite pitiful, so I let it go. My master and I have traveled all over the country, and the things we encountered were much more interesting than learning magic. In life, you don't have to have a position in magic to live. It also depends on yourself." Pylos put down the newspaper and looked at the III with shining eyes. She seemed to be moved by the actions of the monster on the magic stage, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Third life, you don't know magic either, right? In that future, Tang Zilong's queen bee controlled the entire spirit world. Didn't she bravely use the time-space jump device to find us in the past? The key is to see how a person thinks about what he can do, rather than what he can't do. Am I right, young man?" Pylos patted Chang Yufeng on the shoulder: "Tang Zilong can give you a firearm for self-defense, which is still useful against ordinary magicians."

"No." Tang Zilong looked at the ceiling, pulled out the spiritual firearm from his waist, aimed at the glowing crystal, and pulled the trigger in a serious manner. Although the gun did not fire, his seriousness would definitely kill any enemy in front of him.

"I will definitely improve a spiritual power firearm that no one can block. Not to mention Skarner and Kraft, even if the principal comes, I will make him unstoppable." Tang Zilong closed his eyes again, and his hand that was pulling the trigger of the spiritual power firearm dropped down, and his white coat slowly fell to the edge of the sofa, next to the glowing floor tiles.

"Speaking of this, you can try the weapons of the Bronze Jade Clan. I know that you will definitely not stop the research and development of the Queen Bee. You can try those laser guns controlled by the Queen Bee. I really can't stop them." Kraft touched the right side of his stomach, where there was a wound.

"Then we must give it a try. However, I don't want to have anything to do with the Forbidden Magic Society. Those people are sworn enemies with magicians. If I really invent it, they will definitely use it. Don't say that I won't do it. In fact, someone has already done it. Remember those people codenamed [Dead Apostles]?" Tang Zilong closed his eyes and adjusted his sleeping position. He pressed his head lightly on Kraft's thigh. The Third had to move as well and adjusted his sleeping position following Tang Zilong.

The scene on the magic platform was already one of joy, no, a brutal magic war. It turned out that the monster was just a human who had lived in the wild for too long. The magic clashes between the magicians took place on the streets along the way. The monster was forced to enter the city of Fran. Looking up, on the highest tower of Fran, he saw his whole world. The woman's white dress fluttered in the wind on the highest step.

"The Rain Hymn incident?" Pylos touched his chin, thinking, and recalled some not-so-good things, which made his hair stand on end. "Humph, those devils." Tang Zilong didn't want to mention it, and snorted coldly.

The topic seemed to have changed a lot, and Chang Yufeng didn't want to talk too much about his own affairs among the young uncles.

He looked at his own hands, a pair of hands that could not use a wand or magic, with long finger joints and no fat on the palms or backs of his hands, but he could indeed feel the strong power in his hands.

The heavy rain is still continuing, which is very abnormal, but no one can do anything about it. If it rains, it will; if my mother wants to get married, let her get married.

However, the plans of the whole family at 202 Charles Street were put on hold. Pylos and Skarner needed to confirm more things, such as visiting the homes of other tutors in the school and catching up. Tang Zilong needed to go to Rastar, but because of the storm, Rastar closed the teleportation point and access facilities. Kraft and the princess had no place to go. Perhaps they should contact the members of the Dragon-Climbing Sect, but the plan was also put on hold.

Only Erica and I had a holiday because of the storm. The test results of the advanced department were also out. It had nothing to do with me, but had a lot to do with Erica. Erica passed the exam and could continue to study abroad at the Royal Academy of Flando to conduct research on the element of water in magic.

He consulted Kraft, and the result was that his body might have mutated, or his magical bloodline was hindered.

The hope of learning real magic is extremely slim.

Chang Yufeng sighed, and then smiled: "Yeah, I can only think about what I can do. It doesn't matter if I don't know magic."

"Well, I don't know magic either, so it doesn't matter. There are many people in this world who don't know magic but live fulfilling lives. I'm not trying to comfort you; this is the truth. The most important thing is to be motivated, young man." Pylos looked at the princess and Erica who were sitting around. They came to the living room with tea and sat together on another sofa.

This is black tea, brown sugar tea.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Elizabeth." Pylos smiled, picked up the teacup, pushed it forward as if clinking glasses, and took a sip.

"Ah, see if it tastes good. I added some spices that Erica bought. They are said to relieve fatigue." The princess happily pressed her hands under her thighs, looking at Pylos expectantly like a little girl who wanted to receive praise.

Erica nodded and placed the tea at the corresponding positions on the table: "Yes, this is a spice sold by merchants from the empire. It is very fragrant and you can only feel it when you drink it."

"Then, we must try it." Tang Zilong chuckled and immediately straightened up the Third World lying on his chest. Kraft also came over to the table. The three of them raised their teacups and started drinking.

Chang Yufeng and Erica looked at each other, picked up their teacups, and slowly drank.

The aroma of tea filled my throat, the special sweetness of brown sugar and the special aroma of spices were emitted from my nasal cavity by the hot air. My tongue couldn't help licking my lips, letting out a comfortable feeling.

Everyone praised the tea for being well brewed. They sat together and talked about the love-death plot between the monster on the magic table and the knight's daughter.

Pylos said that love is wonderful, but he still hopes to have a wife who can go to the cemetery to do archaeological work with him.

Tang Zilong laughed that his granddaughter was right in front of him, but he didn't know who her grandmother was.

The Third snorted and said that she knew but she didn't tell you. This is good, so that Grandpa Pylos can take every relationship seriously.

When everyone was laughing with the three generations of eccentricity, they found that Skarner had disappeared for a while. Everyone started talking about Skarner again.

Pylos said that Skarner went to investigate the origin of Jack's ring, and where Mentor Antonio, who is also Shikash's father, had gone.

All the uncles did not expect Shikash to have a change of heart and stop harassing his friend's daughter. They all said in unison that Shikash must pay a price, or the matter must be clarified, whether Shikash did it on purpose, or Antonio instructed him to do so, or Antonio was instructed by someone else, everything must be clarified.

All the uncles wanted to help Erica. Although Erica didn't want to trouble them, their answers made Erica unable to refuse.

They are so idle.

The storm was not over yet, and they were like some energetic old lads trapped at 202 Charles Street, who had just happened to have their friend's daughter bullied. It was unbelievable.

Tang Zilong’s meaning was very simple, that is, this kid was dead.

Pylos says don't be so cruel.

Kraft nodded helplessly, agreeing with Pylos.

Tang Zilong disagreed.

He looked at Sanshi, then at Erica.

He said very seriously: "I am here to protect my own people. I can bully anyone but you. Can I just break his legs?"

"It's a bit cruel, but I like it." Kraft smiled.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean, I like Kraft's first sentence."

Kraft smiled like a silly boy.

"I'm also very protective of my child."

(End of this chapter)