From escaping by feigning death to being dragged out of the smelly sewers by a group of vicious dogs like a dead insect, the whole process only took less than five minutes.
Matou Zouken wanted to beg for mercy from Kenneth who was walking towards him, but what greeted him was just the constant biting of a group of vicious dogs.
The attack of the soul-hunting dog is an attack on the soul. For a magician like him who transfers his soul and consciousness to his familiar, thus gaining a life span beyond the normal human life, it is simply a fatal injury.
"Please let me go. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want from me. As long as you keep these wild dogs away from me, you can talk about anything..."
Matou Zangyan kept wailing on the ground, and the soul with a rotten atmosphere attached to the worm had already been torn apart by a group of vicious dogs, and was pulled out bit by bit, like a ghost, linked to the top of the worm's head. above.
"What an embarrassing posture. You are actually begging for mercy from your enemy. Have you abandoned all the glory that Matou, a name that has been passed down for hundreds of years, bestowed on you?" Kenneth walked to the side of the illusory ghost. A calm voice said from the front.
"The Matou family was originally founded by Lao Chan, but Lao Chan's life is more important than the false reputation of the family. Life is the most precious thing in the world, and nothing else can compare with it..."
The ghost of Matou Zouken was deformed and twisted on the ground. He roared out his opinions. After losing the limitations of the body, the soul could not control the true emotional reaction at all.
"It seems that your long survival has already plunged your spirit into the quagmire. Your soul seems to have assimilated with the attached familiar, this white worm, and actually regards the basic need of life as your highest pursuit. , enough, I no longer want to talk to a stranger like you."
"Please let me go..."
"kill him!"
The vicious dogs accepted the master's order and stopped talking. The cruel swallowing sounds soon completely drowned out Matou Zangyan's begging for mercy, curses, and curses.
When the vicious dogs dispersed, there was no trace of the old worm's soul, and only a motionless worm remained on the ground.
The Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid rolled over and rolled it up. Kenneth checked it and confirmed that it carried a magic seal. Then he took out a glass vessel containing a special preservation solution and threw the worm in.
Returning to a dark alleyway, Matou Kariya found him coming back and asked, "How's it going?"
"It's been solved." Kenneth looked at the blood stains at the man's feet and frowned: "The bugs in your body, after losing their real master, have become restless in order to survive and are accelerating to absorb the life of your host. ”
"It doesn't matter, let's go. According to the agreement, I will take you to get the magic books kept by the Matou family."
Matou Kariya led Kenneth to the former stronghold of Matou Zouken, a dark and cold basement.
Some peripheral members from the Archibalud family followed behind the two. These people were wearing gloves and carrying special safes. They looked like professionals. However, after receiving the international call notification, I chartered a plane and rushed over to Fuyuki City overnight.
The magic books carried out from the Matou family were checked one by one by these people. After confirming that they were items recording magic, they were put into safes in batches and then taken out.
Matou Kariya sat on the only chair in the basement, and the pain in his body was transmitted to his brain. He sat and looked at the magic books belonging to the Matou family, which were searched by professionals around him.
"The search is almost over. This place needs to be cleaned up. Are you going to go out?" Kenneth walked to the side and asked.
"No, there are still imprinting insects in my body. They seem to remind me to kill people and absorb the lives of others to save my own life.
And this kind of feeling, the more nostalgic I am for life, the less I can resist their temptation. I am afraid that I will do something I shouldn't do and become like that monster, so please help me again and join me. Cleaned up..."
Kenneth agreed to Matou Kariya's request.
The looted basement quickly burned with blue phosphorus fire, and some unnecessary magic books and some spell formations left in the basement began to be destroyed...
Matou Kariya fell into the blue phosphorus fire, and the image of the person he loved in this life appeared in front of his eyes. He could clearly feel his attachment and reluctance to life. He did not know that this was the imprinted insect in his body. The reason is still your own will.
But, so be it, he will die as the last magician of the Matou family...
"To bury the ancestors who are sadly obsessed with the world, and to preserve the last dignity of the ancient family that has been passed down for many years. As a magician, you are not qualified, but as the inheritor of the family, you have done the best you can... "
Kenneth paused and ordered to the people around him: "Buy him a cemetery, build a tomb, and spend another sum of money to let people here take care of the bloodline left by the Matou family, as this magic family , the final separation and ending from the outside world!”
"Yes." The man next to him replied.
At this time, in a city extremely far away from Fuyuki City, in an ordinary residential building, Chancheng Aoi got up from her sleeping daughter, came to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, and then calmed down her heart a little. During this time, there will always be irritability and worry.
The sky here was very clear tonight. Looking at the bright moon outside the window, she couldn't help but pray for the people over there in Fuyuki City. She hoped that her husband would be okay, her little daughter would be okay, and her little one would be okay too.
Returning to the room, Chancheng Kui lay down next to her daughter gently. After she fell asleep, the photos on the bedside table gradually dimmed, and a dark cloud floated in the sky outside, blocking the moonlight.
But it was a photo taken in the park two years ago. The woman was holding the hands of her two daughters, and the young man was standing beside her, smiling at the mother and daughter, like a real husband.
But alas, he is not.
And in this life, there is no chance.
The Matou family is over!
. . . . .
Early the next morning, the girl stretched out comfortably on the soft bed.
The first thing I do after getting up is to reach out and touch my side.
When she didn't touch anyone, she turned her head, rubbed her eyes and looked towards the balcony.
Sure enough, on the small balcony outside, there was already a figure doing early exercise.
Xiaoying got out of bed and walked over with bare feet: "Brother Wu Ke, good morning."
