It was a cloudy morning.
In the dim attic, pale light streamed into the room, falling on slices of bread already covered in black mold. Incongruous with this messy scene, not far away, scattered were many expensive papers covered in writing.
"Ascend to the sea of stars, and ascend to become an immortal."
The road is long and winding; we will never see each other again.
Having written this far, Yun Wei finally put down his pen.
Three weeks later, he finally finished his first poem. All he needed to do was proofread and polish it, and he could finally fulfill his wish.
He had expected to have too many thoughts, but after putting down his pen, he felt only peace.
Twenty-one days is enough to form any habit.
He couldn't forget Isaac, but he got used to Isaac's absence.
He initially thought Isaac was just being stubborn.
He had assumed that Isaac would come looking for him.
But he waited day after day, from hope to expectation, from expectation to disappointment, and finally to despair.
Yun Wei then realized that the king's words were never a joke.
The "temporary" in the so-called "temporary separation" was just a polite way of saving face for him.
He had thought he was the cold-hearted one, but in the end, he had overestimated Isaac.
But this realization did not make him feel better; on the contrary, it made him feel even worse.
Isaac.
How could you be so heartless, Isaac?
He didn't know what he had done wrong.
He didn't know why he had offended the other person.
As the one who was abandoned, his dignity and personality were discarded and ruthlessly trampled upon.
But even more tragic was the fact that he still loved him.
He was hopelessly in love with Isaac.
Even if the other party is no longer his knight or his follower, and doesn't care about his charity at all.
These days, he has fallen back into his old habit of being a picky eater. Physiological anorexia and nausea have quickly made this already thin magician even more emaciated.
It's like going back to the beginning.
Yun Wei thought to himself, his life really was a constant cycle of reincarnation.
But he didn't dwell on his thoughts for long, because there was a knock on his door.
He was in a deserted attic, so how could he have visitors?
At that moment, though he was ashamed to admit it, he couldn't help but suddenly jump for joy.
Yun Wei assumed that Isaac had come to see him.
But his joy quickly vanished, because he saw in the reflection how utterly messed he looked.
In an instant, he panicked again.
But he didn't dare keep the other party waiting too long, so he quickly tidied himself up and changed into clean clothes.
Standing in front of the door, he didn't know what expression to wear, so he simply kept a blank face.
Yun Wei opened the door, and in that fraction of a second, he reminded himself to stay calm.
Don't shed tears, don't cry, and especially don't uncontrollably rush into the other person's arms.
His feelings are too cheap; no one will cherish something that is easily obtained.
The door opened.
But he did not see Isaac.
A burly young man stood outside the door, his hooked nose, with its nostrils protruding, seemed to pierce the floorboards.
"You are Yun Wei?" Seeing Yun Wei fall silent, the man spoke up arrogantly, his gaze sweeping over the flustered mage before him as if he were merchandise waiting to be sold.
Yun Wei replied in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I am Yun Wei. And you are?"
Although they had never met before, it was clear that the other party came from the palace.
He noticed the eagle tail emblem on the other man's chest, an emblem reserved for close attendants. Forgetting any sense of propriety, he stared intently at the parchment clutched tightly in the man's hand, wanting to know the verdict contained within.
Isaac, why don't you come in person?
He had a vague sense of unease.
The gray-haired man suddenly laughed, a gesture that, though unusually friendly, sent chills down Yun Wei's spine.
The other party announced, "My name is Robert, and I am a close attendant to His Majesty. This is the letter of appointment from the Icebird Territory. You are extremely fortunate to have been bestowed the title of Grand Duke of the Icebird Territory by His Majesty..."
The other party was still rambling on, but Yun Wei was no longer listening.
He didn't understand what Isaac meant.
He knew about Ice Sparrow Flower Territory. It was a remote fiefdom located in the northeastern corner of the Zhuyuan Continent, bordering the far northern wilderness.
Without a doubt, this was an exile.
The other party was clearly telling him that the relationship between the two of them was limited to that of ruler and subject.
Seeing the other person standing there dumbfounded, Robert reluctantly stopped talking.
While he was in the palace, he had never seen Yun Wei in person, but he had heard people say that His Majesty was extremely fond of the Eastern beauty hidden in the palace.
When I saw it today, I was quite disappointed.
Perhaps because he didn't have that orientation, he only felt that the magician in front of him was plain-looking.
She wasn't particularly stunning, but her eyes were alright, with clear black and white.
This inevitably aroused some jealousy in his heart.
The other party didn't have to do anything; they could just wait in the hotel attic and suddenly receive such a large fiefdom, thus entering the top arena of fame and fortune on the continent of Zhuyuan.
Forget it, he should probably refrain from having any wicked thoughts.
Lately, His Majesty's methods have become increasingly ruthless; when dealing with bad guys, he shows absolutely no mercy.
Despite his recent meteoric rise in his career, with even his damned father trying to get close to him, only he knows how cautious and apprehensive he is every day.
So he quickly concluded, "Alright, I won't bother you any longer. This is the letter of appointment, please keep it safe. The autumn harvest is approaching, you'd better set off as soon as possible."
However, the other party did not reach out to take it.
He looked up and saw a pale-faced Eastern man staring blankly into the distance, clearly lost in thought.
Robert had no choice but to cough forcefully.
Yun Wei then seemed to wake from a dream. He apologized repeatedly and tremblingly accepted the parchment scroll from the other party's hand.
The parchment is thin and brittle to the touch, and surprisingly light.
After seeing Robert off, Yun Wei closed the door.
He listlessly put away the letter of appointment and collapsed weakly onto the bed.
The damp bedding smelled musty. He should have had a good cry, but he didn't want to become strong after crying.
He will not do as Isaac wishes and obediently take up his post in the freezing, frigid Icebird Territory.
That's enough.
He no longer wanted to travel on the continent of Zhuyuan.
He didn't know how long he had been lying there.
It seemed that a light drizzle had started falling outside again, and someone was knocking on the door of the attic room once more.
Yun Wei had absolutely no desire to move.
It wasn't until the third knock that he finally got out of bed, dragging his light body, and opened the door.
Outside the door, Ephesus stared in horror at the low-pressure magician before him.
To be honest, he had never seen such an easy guest to serve, to the point that he almost forgot that the other person had been living in the attic for a long time.
I don't know why, but after only three weeks apart, the other person's eyes seemed to have returned to their original state.
It's like being chilled by ice, making one feel inexplicably cold.
Ephesus, forcing himself to speak, said, "Sir, the gold coins you advanced have all been deducted today..."
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei suddenly realized that he had been living here for so long.
"Wait a moment," he replied hastily, and immediately began searching through his personal space.
Then he froze.
Because there wasn't a single gold coin left.
When he was driven out of the palace, he only had a small bag of gold coins left.
"I'm sorry, please wait a moment." Yun Wei's eyes darkened, but finally fell on the spatial ring on his finger.
He didn't need spatial artifacts in the first place.
Now, he no longer needs to pretend.
With a mere thought, the archmage transferred the few remaining items from his possession into the undead realm. He removed the slightly flawed pair of rings, and with a casual flick of his wrist, removed the enchantment from them.
"I don't have any cash on me, please accept this ring." Seeing that the other party actually accepted it, Yun Wei breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry, I won't stay for too long, at most about a week."
Ephesus, of course, had nothing to say.
Prices in Moonflower City have recently skyrocketed, making magical items a much better investment than worthless gold coins.
...
Yunwei closed the door again.
This time, he didn't go back to bed, but sat down against the door, staring blankly at the dust on the floor.
For a long time, he seemed to have put the cart before the horse.
Whether it's a ring, a pendant, or that damned contract, they should all be part of the dowry of love.
If mishandled, it can become a noose that lures people to their deaths.
Look how cunning Isaac is, easily winning his heart.
He was a sinner and shouldn't have dared to hope for happiness that wasn't meant for him, yet he unknowingly sat down at the gambling table.
Now, it's time to pay off the gambling debts.
He ripped off the pendant Isaac had given him, threw it far off the floor, and let it roll into the crooked shadow of the wardrobe.
All of a magician's rituals have symbolic meaning.
It was as if by doing this, he would have enough courage to embark on a new journey.
Yun Wei slowly closed his eyes.
In his heart, there was a black hole that could never be filled. At this moment, he stared intently at his unbearable past.
The black hole did respond, expanding as if it had a life of its own, like a rising tide.
A strange, mocking shriek gradually echoed in my ears.
They kept talking incessantly.
Their eyes held a mocking glint.
Yun Wei offered no resistance, allowing himself to be swallowed by the dark abyss.
Summer is already humid and hot, and in this hellish season, what merit or ability does he possess to command the abyss to personally baptize him?
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