Please Stop Summoning Me!

up this glass jar.
When I have a chance…
when I have time…I will pick out the paper cranes one by one and accompany her to fulfill the wishes inside.”

 

 

 

Seeing the thousands of paper cranes squeezed together in the glass jar, Shen Yi smiled: “Then she still has a lot of stacks.
Children have a lot of wishes.”

 

Byron was silent for a long time and sighed: “Yes, children have a lot of wishes, but unfortunately, I didn't have the opportunity and time to make it happen.”

 

At this point, Byron's polite smile disappeared completely.
A heavy sadness enveloped him.
Shen Yi's face changed slightly as he read the air.
He’s afraid the daughter of the middle-aged man might have passed away.

 

Shen Yi said politely: “I'm sorry.”

Byron smiled slightly and shook his head.

 

“It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong, by the way, your coffee is very good.
I can say it is far beyond my expectations.”

 

‘It really doesn't matter because I still have a chance to make up for it tonight.’

 

Byron continued: “This is the treasure left by my daughter.
I buried it in the soil a few years ago to avoid missing and grieving, day and night.
But I found myself still missing my daughter no matter what.
So I dug it up again.”

 

Shen Yi sighed and said, “It's better to let go of some things.
Because blind obsessions may harm you.”

 

Because of his relatives and friends in the other world, he often turned over to the other side of the bed.  He naturally understood what it was like to lose a loved one.

However, Shen Yi also knew that people could not dwell on the past, and grieve all the time.
Otherwise, they will eventually harm themselves, and this is something that relatives and friends absolutely would not want to see.

 

Byron stared at the glass jar in front of him, the stacked paper cranes reminding him of his daughter's voice and smile.

 

He remained silent for a moment, and said,  his eyes firm: “No, some things are destined to be unable to let go.”

 

Resurrecting loved ones was taboo, but Byron had decided to go on regardless.

 

“I will always remember, and only my death will end my thoughts.”

 

Byron's meaning was very clear- no matter who you are, whether a divinity, a fellow wizard, a member of a cult, or an investigator of the Bureau of Democracy.

If you want to stop me, the only way is to kill me immediately.

 

Shen Yi nodded in silence.

 

A shallow statement is one of the most taboo things when communicating with people.
After all, it's the other party's family affairs.
So he can’t say anything more.

 

Shen Yi just thought of his family in his hometown and was touched.

 

Byron was relieved to see the other person's reaction.
The mysterious man didn't want to meddle in his affairs.

Even if I have confidence in my strength, fighting in the city is not a good thing after all.
Not to mention the indiscriminate killing of innocents, it would be very troublesome to provoke the investigators of the Anti-Magic Bureau.

 

The black coffee in the mug was still hot, far from finished, but he did not want to continue drinking.

 

Byron stood up and smiled, “This meeting is also a work of fate.
Sir, Can you tell me your name?”

 

Shen Yi shook his hand and returned the smile, “Shen Yi.”

 

‘His surname is Shen.
Is he from Shangxuan? It is a distant country.’ Byron silently wrote down the name in his heart and said his name, “Byron Anhalt.”

 

He started to walk outside the cafe

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Shen Yi was taken aback for a moment and immediately blocked him, “You haven't paid the bill yet.”

 

Byron shuddered and his body stopped.

 

He thought the other party was going to do something, but he didn't expect that this person really wanted to collect money.

 

“Okay.”

 

After paying the money with a weird face, Byron began to wonder if he had made a wrong judgment. 

‘Is the other party just an ordinary person?’

‘But what about the aura of the god?’ 

 

He was puzzled.

 

Shen Yi smiled and gave way. 

Byron left the cafe without a hitch this time.

Although still puzzled as he couldn't determine the identity of the mysterious owner of the cafe, Byron knew at least one thing- This mysterious Shangxuan person is not hostile to him.
Knowing this is enough

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Outside the cafe, it began to drizzle again.

Byron opened his umbrella and walked towards the outskirts of Beland.
He did not hesitate to offend the gods outside the world and hunted down the followers of the Lord of Ashes, just to use it as a sacrifice for the summoning ceremony.

 

Tonight, he's going to touch the taboo of wizards and summon a mythical, untouchable god from beyond the world.

 

 

To bring back his beloved daughter.