In the mory scene, the Raven's words exploded in Ian's mind like a thunderclap. In this dreamlike and illusory mory scene, Ian's heart surged violently like turbulent waves.
Undeniably.
The shock this scene brought to Ian was indeed far greater than the shock caused by anything else. His pupils almost instantly contracted sharply.
His heart seed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and even his breathing beca rapid. Instinctively, he turned to look at rlin, trying to find answers in his expression.
But.
rlin's face remained as calm as water, as if everything in this mory had nothing to do with him. Yet Ian could feel that rlin's emotions were surging like an undercurrent, almost breaking through the surface calm. The intense emotional fluctuation around him was as uncontrollable as those inferior wizards.
This was evidently because rlin's heart was very sensitive, having significant emotional fluctuations about this scene, so much so that even he couldn't hide his emotions from the Little Wizard. There was no way around it; perhaps rlin had advanced further, but he was certainly not far ahead of a Legendary Rank wizard.
If he was careless even slightly, the flaw of the mind would be detected by a Legendary Wizard like Ian, let alone Ian, who was an exceptional Legendary Wizard in this regard.
Almost at the very mont he perceived rlin's emotions, Ian imdiately realized the reason rlin had previously tried to sidestep him.
It was the secret rlin tried to conceal!
Realizing this.
Ian felt his throat dry up, and he couldn't help but swallow. Even though he felt he had guessed the answer, it was an answer so unimaginable that he found it absurd and fantastical.
"This... the Raven in your mory, what does it an?" Ian finally couldn't resist seeking verification, cautiously looking at rlin, who was extrely sensitive.
rlin's gaze remained on the Little rlin in the mory scene, as if he hadn't heard Ian's question. After a mont, he turned his head to look at the Little Wizard and spoke slowly.
"It ans exactly what you understand." He responded very directly, his tone calm enough to be shocking, even making the Little Wizard feel an unsettling sense of calm madness.
"This is just too..."
Even Ian couldn't find the words to describe it.
His heart was increasingly turbulent, a complex emotion inexpressible spreading through his mind.
Ian felt that if his understanding was correct, then the magical Raven and the aning expressed by this rlin in front of him suggested that originally, there was another rlin in this world.
A rlin earlier than this one, truly favored by destiny, destined to grow into a Legendary character known as the Wizard King. Yet, for so reason, that rlin was killed by the Raven, so the rlin before him now was rely a replacent cultivated by the Raven after his death through a "nding the fold after the sheep are lost" approach.
What an outrageous plot!
Ian didn't know why the Raven killed the original rlin, but just from this operation of replacing a crucial character with a substitute, no matter how you looked at it, it was hard to suppress the urge to exclaim "what the heck."
Thinking back carefully.
Ian recalled the mories he just witnessed from rlin, the daily life during Raven's training of rlin. He recalled every word Raven said while training rlin. It must be said that when those words are savored now, they're truly alarming, yet they suddenly make much more sense under this shocking truth.
The Raven's rigorous training of rlin, those nearly harsh demands, and why the Raven always emphasized, "You are rlin, you must beco rlin, you must do this and that to bear the weight of the na rlin" ... all because the Raven was executing a substitute operation!
Ian could hardly imagine how this horrifying event, once known by other wizards in the Magic Realm, would stir up a storm in the Wizarding World.
rlin, ah.
This na carried too much legend and glory; it was a myth in the hearts of all wizards. The secrets and gossip about him would undoubtedly draw the fervent exploration of all wizards.
The entire Magic World would be shaken.
"The Raven's maneuver... is indeed sowhat immoral, not to ntion, even for a bird, it's sowhat outrageous." Even Ian couldn't help but sigh at the Raven's actions.
However.
Actually, if we calmly think about it, this matter is not that hard to accept. It's even not that bad, given that if the original rlin had already died, then how could the story of that rlin have even started yet claid to be usurped when all the history known was created by this rlin in front of us.
In this way.
How can one say this rlin is not rlin? This might be a philosophical question, a bit convoluted, but thinking carefully, at least the legends known were created by this rlin, and he certainly cannot be considered an imposter. His magic, his achievents are things obtained by himself.
People weren't deceived.
Because they knew the na rlin, knew rlin's splendor, all stemming from this man in front of them. The rlin they know is this rlin.
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