Angel opened his eyes slightly widened because this was the first time he had seen the Vampire. At a glance, he recognized Jones's difference from himself.

Jones also opened his eyes slightly because he vaguely felt that the elf looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Will this be the confrontation of fate?

No, not. Jones was still worried about meeting the so-called "Mr. Cornelia". He had to think about the reasons why the other party might object and plan to deal with it. Although he had thought about the plan a long time ago, it was obviously not enough, especially after coming to Logosini, he got a lot of information about the blood elves. He needed to make a new judgment.

As for Angel, his troubles were even greater, and his life was completely confused.

Just stared at each other silently for three seconds, and each other's eyes staggered. Jones continued to think hard, and Angel lowered his head and continued to walk his own way.

If they could speak at this time, even a single word, the future trajectory of the mainland might change as a result. However, life does not have so many ifs. There are two lines parallel to each other, and there is no possibility of intersecting.

...

"Money is not tempting to them. I must have a tempting bargaining chip. Is it hostile to heaven and hell? It depends on whether their queen cares about this." Jones stood on the balcony and touched his chin and thought hard.

...

"What should I do? Should I go into exile like my brother? But if I leave Logosiani, where should I learn magic? I heard that human magic is bad and other races will not be public. Should I go to the Blade Peninsula? Maybe I can't even set foot in the land there, let alone learn magic." Angel continued to walk, and the bard's singing still echoed in his ears, as if the whole world was laughing at him. However, it was just a voice from his own heart.

In fact, the object of discussion among the people in the entire market is Jones.

"The Hydra Knight has come and lives in the 'Water Drop'. I've seen him."

"What did he come here? To seek our help? I heard that the Holy Bone Light is fighting with heaven and hell is involved. We are completely neutral and cannot participate in such a war."

"I don't know what they are here for. But I have some news that I heard they came here for Modo Ore."

"What do they want to do with that kind of thing? Is it related to defeating heaven?"

"Anyway, we think it's impossible for us to cooperate with him. After all, he is a blood clan. Although we didn't accept the heavenly tricking humans into bewitching humans, it's almost the same. A group of vampires... Why do we cooperate with vampires? Even if he liberates all the elves slaves, it's the same. Although we have a good impression of him, maybe that was just done deliberately to help us cooperate?"

Of course, Angel didn't hear any of these voices. He just walked his own path silently. His life was already bad enough. How could he still have time to care about them?

He lived on the rock wall next to the market and lived with his parents. According to the elf custom, he could only move out after he was over 100 years old. Before that, he had to accept the custody of his parents, and his parents had the right to make any arrangements for his life, including whether to apply for the School of Magic or Archery.

Arriving at the edge of the market, Angel stepped onto the suspension bridge.

On the walls of tree holes, such suspension bridges are almost everywhere. They are built in a mess, like a mess rolled together, becoming an important tool for residents to enter and exit. After all, if your home lives twenty meters above the ground, it is too tiring to climb ropes every day, right?

After walking for a long time, he finally came to his home fifteen meters high. Standing in front of the wooden door, he hesitated to stretch out his hand, hesitated to shrink back, hesitated to stretch out his hand again, and hesitated to shrink back again.

Just when Angel was still struggling with wondering whether to open the door, the door opened.

The one who appeared in front of Angel was Angel's mother. Well, Andrew's mother.

She has long black hair and a delicate face. She is wearing a yellow-brown long dress with a blood elf, and has a beautiful figure. She looks like a girl.

It is hard to imagine that this is already a mother of two children, although this is very common among blood elves. Apart from the deep eye sockets, there are almost no traces of time that can be seen anywhere.

Of course, that may not be a trace of time. Who can not be haggard with two children like Andrew and Angel?

"Are you back?" the mother asked softly.

"Yes." Angel nodded, then crossed his mother and entered the house.

Two bedrooms and one living room, the house was completely drawn out of the sacred wood. The whole house was full of solid wood. Simple furniture was hung everywhere with various gadgets unique to blood elves. Some places also had things like tree bark. They were painted artificially.

When the blood elves want the trees to grow again, they only need to paint this special paint on the corresponding places, which is very convenient. The growth time is a bit long.

Walking on straw sandals, Angel returned to his room in disgrace.

A small, crowded room with two desks, one of which was already full of miscellaneous items, and the other was used by Angel. There was an ordinary, broken wood bed with green, furry leaves on it. There was also a hammock with miscellaneous items, two wardrobes, and an idle crib in the corner. There were several magic wands hanging on the wall, two longbows, one big and one small, and two arrow baskets.

This was once a room shared by Angel and Andrew. Angel used to think that she was small. After Andrew left, this place became Angel's room alone, but Angel couldn't be happy.

Oh yes, there is also a bookshelf filled with Andrew's magic books. On the contrary, Angel's archery books used only occupy a small corner.

Hanging the arrow basket and the longbow to the wall, Angel took off his straw sandals, stepped on the floor with barefoot, and walked to the desk and sat down.

His desk was facing the window, and through the window, you could just see the "water droplets" of Jones's residence.

Holding his cheek, he quietly became stunned and said to himself: "What will my brother do now? Have you already lived the life he wants? Where is he... If only I could know where he is, maybe I could go and find him."

As soon as he finished speaking, "Dongdongdongdongdongdong." The door knocked.

Angel was startled and turned around quickly.

The door was opened. My mother, who had just left the door and didn't know what to throw away the garbage or do, has already returned and is already standing at the door.

"You're going to train today, right?" asked the mother.

"Yes, I've finished training. The coach let me go home." Angel stammered.

"I know. I just met your classmate and she told me."

"classmate?"

"Sino, it seems to be this name. It looks pretty good."

Angel was stunned for a moment, and then asked carefully: "Then did she... tell you anything else?"

"What should she say to me?" My mother was also stunned.

"Uh... nothing, I just want to know if she praised me." Angel shrank his neck.

"No, do you have anything to praise?"

“No…”

"I'm going out, you're staying at home by yourself. The first test will be in a few days. You should read more books. If you feel tired, you can go to the training ground to shoot archery and practice more, do you know?"

"Okay, mother."

The mother waved her hand and left. Angel was left alone and continued to stare in a daze in the room.

"My mother actually met Sinuo? Sinuo's home... doesn't seem to live near my home, right? I'm so glad she didn't tell me about everything about me at the training ground. If that happens, I won't have to wait for the first exam. I may not be able to pass today." After a little silence, Angel laughed again: "Snuo is so beautiful and has such a talent for archery. Everyone likes her, and she has a good relationship with everyone. Except for me..."

Holding her cheek, Angel's mood became even more depressed. Thinking of the sadness, she sniffed her nose twice, covered her face and remained silent quietly.

Suddenly, he stood up and pulled up the curtains.

Immediately afterwards, Angel pulled out a magic book on the bookshelf. He opened the magic book, snapped his fingers gently and recited the spell.

The pencils placed on the desk flew up, with a little crystal clearness.

The surroundings became dark. When they lighted up again, Angel was already in a vast field. The flying pen also turned into an arrow.

Angel seemed to have changed his own person, no longer the depressed and hopeless elf boy before, he had a sharp look and a cold face.

As he pointed with his hand, the pencil that turned into an arrow flew out and hit the target in the distance, with 10 rings. Not only that, because of the great force, the arrow directly penetrated the target, leaving only a small hole.

Applause was heard all around, and people appeared one by one, including Angel's parents, coaches, his classmates, neighbors, and of course, Sno was indispensable. Everyone was cheering for him.

He stood still in his casting position, feeling the cheers.

However, soon, the surroundings darkened again. When they lighted up again, he was still standing alone in his room, and the pencil had been deeply nailed into the wall close to him.

Angel let go of his hand helplessly. The honor dissipated, and all that was left was endless depression and a life that was still half-dead.

"Hey, guy, what are you waiting for? You should act immediately."

A voice suddenly came.

Angel was startled and turned around quickly.

What appeared in front of him was a devil the size of his palm. His fiery red skin, a pair of flesh wings, and suffocated behind him. His pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks, bald head, and two small horns on his bald head. This is exactly the same as the devil described in the book.

Just a little smaller.

"Who are you?!" Angel screamed, but he quickly covered his mouth because he was afraid of disturbing others.

"Who am I? I am your 'intellectual'." The devil said with a smile.

"'Inner Demon'?" Angel frowned.

"Yes, the inner demon."

“I’ve seen it on some.”

"Yes, that's it."

"But that's a simple routine that only has a ninth-class, and is simply a bit of a kind. Really, I didn't see that kind more than ten years ago."

"Uh... let's change the word?" The devil had no choice but to spread his hands: "For example, the pursuit of self-respect that splits from your heart? Does this make you feel more comfortable?"

“A little improvement.”

"That's good, let's get into the subject." The devil put on a sincere expression and said seriously: "My friend, you are the most magical blood elf I have ever seen. Really, no one. But you are going to take the first archery test? Don't say that you can't pass it at all, even if you pass it, is that really what you want? Why do you want your life so miserable?"

"But... my father and mother would not allow me to apply to the Magic Academy. They said that my brother was bewitched by the devil because he studied magic. Maybe just like now, I suspect you are bewitching me."

"Uh... do you really think so? Or do you think I'm really bewitching you? Isn't what I mean? Life is your own, and only you can judge whether you have been bewitched. I believe your brother Andrew will not agree with them."

Angel hesitated.

The devil pretended to be sympathetic and sighed softly: "You should listen to the voice of your own heart. Now there is still a chance, maybe it is the last chance. Why not try to change it? Destiny is in your own hands. Maybe you will fail if you try, but it doesn't matter. What's important is that if you fail, you will never regret it again. Otherwise, you will have a thousand years of life. In the next thousand years, you will constantly recall this moment and then complain about why you don't have the courage."

"A devil talks to me about courage, I always feel something is wrong..."

"Please ignore my devil's identity. The truth should not be changed by speaking from different people. You just need to think about whether what I said is right." As he said that, the little devil opened his eyes wide and stared at Angel carefully.

Angel stood motionless, standing for a long time.

The noise of the market came from outside the window, and the light shone through the gaps in the curtains on Angel's face. Everything in the room became hazy because of insufficient light, as if in a dream.

Time passes by bit by bit.

After a while, Angel clenched his fists, looked at the little devil, and asked, "If I want to change, what should I do now?"

Hearing this, the little devil breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It is the most difficult to defeat yourself. You have defeated yourself and you have already succeeded halfway. Now, let's steal your father's seal first, and your mother's one, any one. If I remember correctly, it should be in the drawer of their room."

"Okay!" Angel turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

The devil behind him smiled and then disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!