"Okay, let me sort it out."

Fang Zheng put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the blond and blue-eyed young man in front of him.

"You mean, you don't want to inherit the Magic Mark, and your family wants your sister to inherit it. But because your sister and the Magic Mark are so compatible, her vitality is greatly reduced after inheriting the Mark, so in order to protect your sister, you have to choose to inherit the Mark yourself... So what's the problem?"

"The problem is that the mark removed from Rosalind has caused a qualitative change."

Heine gave a wry smile.

"I can feel that the magic seal is sucking my life force. If it continues like this, I will probably die soon."

"So you want to remove it? Since your family has already removed it once before, it shouldn't be difficult to remove it again."

"The problem is that the mark has already invaded the body and cannot be removed again."

"I see. It's like the spread of cancer. I understand."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng nodded. The condition of the young man in front of him was like the spread of cancer in the late stage. If it was in the early stage, it could still be removed and treated. But after it spread, it would basically be a death sentence.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but glance at Rosalind who was watching anime on her laptop not far away.

"So you want Qianjieshu to help? Of course no problem. We also have the corresponding technology, provided that you trust us. But you should also know our requirements."

"Let the Istari family join the Thousand World Tree...Excuse me, this is almost impossible."

"Then let me put it another way. Suppose the magic seal in your body is taken out, then what? Your family must have an heir, right? If you can't do it, and Rosalind can't do it either, then what should we do?"

"this……"

"To be honest, I've always thought it was stupid for a magician to be bound by magic seals."

Fang Zheng leaned back in his chair and stretched.

"What was the purpose of inventing the Magic Seal in the first place? Was it to ensure that magicians could inherit the legacy smoothly? Was it to allow magicians to move towards the Origin Vortex? But whether you regard the Magic Seal as a family tradition or something else, in the final analysis, isn't it just a tool? It's just like humans invented cars as a means of transportation. Although cars have greatly facilitated human travel, it doesn't mean that people won't be able to walk without cars, right?"

Having said this, Fang Zheng snorted.

"Putting the cart before the horse is a mistake that only humans would make. It's ridiculous to be controlled by something that you should be controlling."

"Just as you said."

At this moment, Heine's expression became much more serious.

"So, what do you propose?"

"You are so smart, so you should know why we are here. I am not afraid to tell you the truth. Soon, we will start a full-scale war with the Magic Association. This is a war in which only one side can survive. If we win, then the ancient beliefs and unreasonable class rigidity that once bound magicians will be shattered."

Fang Zheng also restrained his smile at this moment and looked at the blond and blue-eyed young man in front of him.

"Next, it's your choice."

"…But this is a very dangerous choice."

Heine certainly understood what Fang Zheng meant. Joining the Thousand Worlds Tree meant that once the war officially started, the Ilista family would be completely hostile to the Magic Association. If the Thousand Worlds Tree won, it would be fine. If the Thousand Worlds Tree lost, then the Ilista family would also suffer a devastating blow.

"Of course, I didn't say that this is a 100% sure win... That's a pyramid scheme. Everything has risks. If there were no risks, why would we come all the way here to poach people? The most important thing is, what we need is not the kind of guy who wants to share the cake with us after the victory, but like-minded partners. If you also think that the current rules and laws of the magic world are a mistake, a curse, a shackle that binds magicians, and you want to break it and change everything, then come and join us."

Having said this, Fang Zheng spread out his hands.

"We have already told you everything we can offer you. Now it's up to you to make your own choice."

"Please allow me to think about it."

"Of course it's okay, but don't die, your sister will be sad."

"Thank you for your advice."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Heine's face. Then he stood up and looked at Rosalind who was watching the animation with great interest not far away.

"It's time to go back, Rosalind."

"Hey? Brother, are you done yet?"

Rosalind was a little surprised when her name was called. She reluctantly looked back at the laptop screen, like a child who was called up by her parents to do homework while watching an animation. But she quickly withdrew her gaze. The obedient woman saluted the flowers and then turned around and left with Heine.

"What a sweet and cute child."

After the two left, Xianhua came over and sighed in a low voice.

"You can see that she likes her brother very much."

"Yes, but unfortunately, in the world of magicians, this usually ends in tragedy."

Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, then seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at the flowers.

"By the way, Flowers, let me ask you a question - do you know why they call themselves magicians instead of wizards?"

"Why?"

Hearing this, Xianhua was stunned, while Fangzheng smiled.

"Because what they use is actually conjuring, not magic... At least, it's different from the magic you learned."

"Is it different?"

"Of course, the essence of the evocation magic you are learning is to analyze, feel, construct, and control the world. Chanting the correct spell, the correct casting gesture, and the correct guidance of magic power will give you a correct result. This process is the same as solving an equation or a problem, but the magic is different."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng opened his hand, then clenched it, and then opened it again.

“Have you ever seen a magic show?”

"Yes, of course I have."

"That's the essence of magic, deception, just like this..."

Three balls suddenly appeared in Fang Zheng's hand. She stretched out her hand and grabbed them. Then the balls disappeared and were replaced by a flower. Fang Zheng took out a towel from somewhere nearby and covered the flower with it. Then she suddenly opened it, and a dove flew into the air.

"You must have seen this kind of performance many times."

"Um."

Xianhua nodded. This kind of performance was a common practice among magicians on TV, and she had naturally seen it before.

"But you also know that these magic tricks actually have mechanisms and tricks. They just deceive our eyes and consciousness to make them look magical. The magic used by these magicians is the same, but they are not deceiving the audience in front of them, but the whole world. That's why they call what they use magic tricks instead of magic."

"Cheat... the world?"

"Yes, just like the cloth in the magician's hand, you can't see what's under the cloth or how it works. You only know that the magician covers the flowers with the cloth and then picks it up, and the flowers turn into birds. This process is the magician's 'secret' and the key to their deceiving the whole world."

Having said this, Fang Zheng snorted.

"But fake is fake. Do you know why magic declines as the world progresses? It's because their tricks of deception are not acceptable. For example, there was once a family whose magic theory was the secret of the human body. Because no one else knew about the human body, they could use this method to transform and process their magic. But with the development of surgical medicine, the human body is no longer a mystery to most people. At least everyone knows that appendicitis requires surgery, the location of the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, and what fractures are. At this time, their magic is doomed."

"Why?"

Hearing this, Xianhua couldn't help but ask curiously, while Fangzheng just chuckled.

"It's very simple, because they can't fool others anymore. For example, you see... Hey, if I hit your acupuncture point with this finger, you will die in three seconds with your head exploded! If it were three hundred years ago, people might have been scared, after all, no one knew how the human body worked, so your magic trick was 'successful'. But now... I poke, I poke..."

“Ahahahaha, Xiaohong, stop poking me, it’s so itchy…”

While waving his hands to shield his chest, Xianhua dodged Fang Zheng's attack while smiling. After successfully doing so a few times, Fang Zheng withdrew his hand.

"Look, there's no reaction, right? Because now people at least know that it's impossible to explode a person's head by being tapped, so their magic tricks are ruined. The principle is actually the same as that of street performers. In the past, when you saw those street performers splitting bricks with their bare hands, didn't you think they were very strong and powerful? But modern science has long proved that these people split bricks with their bare hands not because they are strong, but because the bricks in their hands are tampered with, and the position and angle when splitting are very particular. As long as you know the principle, any three-year-old child can split them."

Having said that, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"So now, you rarely see similar street performances. Once they are exposed, they will be finished. The essence of these magicians is no different from those street performers, except that they are more advanced in pretending to be mysterious. However, the essence is still pretending to be mysterious. Once they are exposed, they are also finished. Therefore, the more science advances, the more magic will die. They used to be built on ancient superstitions, myths, and legends. Once the true face is discovered by modern science, what is left is just a trick of pretending to be mysterious."

That’s right, this is the true face of magic in the Type-Moon world, and it is also the reason why magic is called magic, not magic.

Just like the urban legend of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, everyone fears her and is afraid of her. It is said that she has the power to rip people's mouths apart. But once the police catch her and find that she is just a victim of failed plastic surgery and her attack on passers-by is due to the mental stress and manic behavior caused by the trauma, then the mysterious aura of the urban legend of the Slit-Mouthed Woman disappears instantly.

Because the "truth" has been discovered, after that, no matter how much is said, it is just a "rumor" and cannot be transformed into the "truth".

But magic is different.

If the essence of magic is to deceive the world, then the power of magic is to reproduce the essence of this world. Just like those mathematicians, who use equations and numbers to analyze the truth of this world. Numbers will not lie, so magic will not lose its effect like magic because its true face is exposed.

On the contrary, the more people seek the true meaning of magic, the more powerful magic will become.

Having said this, Fang Zheng closed the notebook in his hand.

Therefore, the decline of magicians and the Magic Association is inevitable.

Because they simply don’t understand anything.

Just like that, another peaceful day passed, everything was normal, except that apart from Heine and Rosalind, no one else came to see Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng understood this very well, the Golden Drill Head family was currently in its heyday, and the old guy in the wheelchair was a vested interest of the old forces, they would never stand on the side of the Thousand World Tree no matter what.

Next, Fang Zheng waited for this monkey show to end.

Unfortunately, on the morning of the fourth day, the second victim appeared.

The location was still in front of the angel statue in the hall, but the victim this time was different from before. His body was covered in blood and flesh, and it was exploded. Only from the damaged wheelchair could the victim's true identity be revealed.

That is the veteran of butterfly magic, Orlok Sisamond.