Chapter 237 Chapter 236: The real secret! Shocking secret!
The magic of memory is still present.

Along with the slightly sharp sound of the raven, the scene woven by countless silk threads became clearer. It was Merlin’s memory from his childhood to when he grew up.

All year round.

Overlapping and alternating.

The light and shadows in the forest gradually changed, and the cycle of the four seasons quickly flowed through Merlin’s memory. The surrounding scenery changed from the tender green of spring to the lushness of summer, then to the golden color of autumn and the silver white of winter. In the changing of the four seasons, the young Merlin gradually grew into a tall and upright young man.

And the black raven always stays by his side, like a strict mentor.

“Slow down, slow down.”

Ian wanted to know more information, but of course he couldn’t read Merlin’s past in such a fast-forward manner. He felt like Merlin seemed to be intentionally hiding some information.

This is not.

After hearing what the little wizard said, Merlin knew he could no longer fool the wizard, so he sighed and readjusted his memory presentation. He was being hypocritical and didn’t want his dark history to be known.

I saw.

With Merlin’s slow presentation.

Also in the forest near the monastery, when spring returns to the earth and all things come back to life, the fairy-tale forest becomes more vibrant.

Tender green buds sprouted from the branches. On the grass, colorful wild flowers bloomed. As the breeze blew, the flowers swayed gently, emitting bursts of charming fragrance.

Little Merlin still lives here.

but.

The time for playing is obviously decreasing, and it is replaced by various kinds of learning.

Young Merlin sat under an ancient oak tree, holding a worn-out magic book in his hands, his brows furrowed, as if he was trying to understand the contents of the book. His face was childish, but his eyes showed a sense of a top student. He read the book very quickly, as if he had learned it by just reading it.

about this point.

Ian couldn’t help but smack his lips.

With this learning speed, he could only surpass Merlin in learning the black magic. In the black magic field, he now had the ability to learn it just by hearing it.

Just at this time.

Ian noticed a raven flying in the distance. Even though Merlin didn’t look up from the tree, the hair on his body stood up, as if he had a special “spider sense” for ravens.

Little Merlin suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

But he didn’t dare to get up and run away.

When they first met, he had already proved with his actions that two-legged creatures not only could not outrun four-legged creatures, but also could not outrun birds with wings and the ability to teleport.

The raven’s figure was like a black lightning. It swooped down from the sky and landed steadily on a stone in front of Merlin.

“Here I come, brother.” The raven shook its wings, stared at Merlin with its golden eyes, and said in a sharp voice: “Today, Lord Raven will still train you hard.”

Hearing this, little Merlin’s face almost turned into a bitter melon. However, Raven ignored his emotions and directly began to supervise little Merlin’s magic practice.

“Let’s learn fire jutsu first today. Pay attention to the Great Fireball Technique.” The raven said, flapping its wings. Its wings were actually forming seals, and the air around it instantly became thicker.

“…”

When Ian saw this memory scene, he couldn’t count how many horses were galloping in his heart. He now understood why Merlin was making crazy hand seals when he cast magic before.

So… you learned the hand-shaking technique here!
Merlin beside him didn’t show any unusual expression. He just stared at his past figure with reminiscence in his eyes. It was obvious that he didn’t think there was anything wrong with this way of releasing magic.

This was obviously not the dark history he had wanted to cover up before.

“Fire magic!”

When it came time to learn magic, little Merlin was not as resistant as before. He looked serious and full of curiosity as he stared intently at the fireball that was growing wildly.

From the size of a basketball to as big as a small sun, the earth was baked as if it had suffered an unexpected disaster. Little Merlin carefully studied every detail of the raven’s magic.

His hands were also learning the way to form the raven’s wing seal, and he seemed a little unfamiliar with it, but it could be seen that he was a good candidate for shaking the flower hands. Qinghai was ecstatic when he saw it, and even called him the sect’s holy son.

soon.

Little Merlin successfully condensed a small fireball. This was definitely an extremely fast learning speed, the kind that all the students at Hogwarts would feel desperate when they saw him.

however.

“Not big enough! Not big enough! Sense your magic! Output your magic! Big is the truth! Big is the kingly way!” The raven began to scold with dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Merlin’s face turned red and he could only produce a fireball as big as a small truck, the raven immediately flew up in a rage and pecked another big bump on little Merlin’s head.

So harsh.

It’s no surprise that Merlin thought he saw a ghost when he saw it.

“Remember, Merlin, the essence of magic is the extension of will. You must believe that you can do it before you can truly master it.” Raven’s teaching was not exaggerated.

Full of value.

Little Merlin seemed to be thinking about something.

I have a slight understanding.

Re-cast the magic.

Then, a fireball as big as a large airplane appeared.

“Well, that’s not bad, but I still need to continue practicing… hehehe, I am such an excellent mentor!” The raven flapped its wings with satisfaction and flew away.

It also left a strange laugh, and the little wizard who witnessed this memory twitched at the corners of his mouth. After that, it seemed that the raven would fly over once every seven days.

Magic, alchemy, and potions were all subjects it taught little Merlin – little Merlin was obviously in pain and pleasure, as the strict and harsh treatment he was subjected to always caused him to have nightmares at night.

however.

He couldn’t let go of the magical knowledge and magic he could learn. So, little Merlin kept growing up under the pressure of the raven with bruises on his head.

Because he had been blamed for many years, people in the monastery thought he had some strange disease, but Merlin did not explain and was still immersed in his painful yet fulfilling life.

of course.

This kind of life lasted until the end of summer, and even Merlin, with his adaptability, could no longer bear it.

As spring passed and autumn came, Merlin’s training never stopped. Raven not only required him to learn magic, alchemy and potions, but also forced him to practice swordsmanship and fitness.

Every morning, Merlin would run in the forest until his legs were weak. In the afternoon, he would swing his wooden sword until his arms were sore. At night, he would study thick magic books under candlelight until his eyelids drooped.

“Am I not a wizard? Why do I have to run! And push, carry and pull these lumps of iron the way you said!” Little Merlin couldn’t help but question the raven.

What greeted him was a swooping raven, which performed a monkey stealing peaches in the unique bird way. Little Merlin had never encountered such an attack before, and he rolled on the ground crying for his parents.

“Remember, you are Merlin! If you are not a hexagonal warrior, what kind of Merlin are you? How can you be Merlin?” These are the words that the raven has nagged in little Merlin’s ears more than once.

“But I’m just a child…why do I have to work so hard?” Little Merlin really felt wronged, but no one asked him why there were always tears in his eyes.

“Who isn’t a child?”

The raven performed a avian eye-roll.

“Didn’t you say you were tens of thousands of years old?” Little Merlin was indeed a little too honest. As soon as he said this, he was naturally greeted with another round of pecking from the ravens.

“Can’t a person be a child if he’s tens of thousands of years old?”

“Do you understand the value of the divine crow?”

Pecking at the same time.

The raven was still making sharp noises. Little Merlin was forced to complete another 20-kilometer sprint, and he let out a cry of grievance as he ran.

“I don’t want to be Merlin! What’s so good about this name? I hate it! I wish my name was Mason! I bet someone named Mason wouldn’t be treated like this by you!”

It must be said that the child’s thinking is indeed a little novel. Faced with Merlin’s rebellious mentality, the raven began to scold Merlin for not daring to face the brilliant life.

However, Merlin felt that his life was bleak and dark.

Seeing little Merlin sitting down on the ground, the raven did not continue to chase and peck at him.

“Merlin,” the raven’s voice suddenly became soft, “you have unlimited potential, but you haven’t discovered it yet. Believe me, one day you will understand the meaning of all this.”

“Believe me, if you don’t suffer now, you will always suffer in the future. Suffering first and then sweetening will make your life better and happier.”

What a familiar PUA.

Maybe it doesn’t work in the 21st century. But it did in the Middle Ages.

No matter how smart little Merlin is, he can’t withstand this dimensionality reduction attack.

He even thought it made sense.

then.

Little Merlin got up from the ground and continued his hard training.

“Very good, Merlin. That’s how you should be.”

The raven’s voice grew softer.

Perhaps even today, the two thousand year old Merlin beside him still hasn’t realized that this is actually a change in the raven’s teaching method, which has become the kind of encouragement that provides emotional value.

Useful for adults too.

Not to mention children.

of course.

Such encouragement did not last long. It was obvious that the raven was not a bird that was good at disguising itself. It soon revealed its true colors and used the “stealing peach” whip again when little Merlin made a mistake while practicing swordsmanship.

“Goo~”

The young wizard couldn’t help swallowing when he saw this, and couldn’t help but secretly glance at Merlin’s crotch beside him – if Merlin’s thing was still working, it must have been well-tempered.

It was almost the same as Monkey King being refined in the furnace… No wonder Merlin couldn’t bear to look back on such past events. He had seen that Merlin couldn’t help but cover his face and didn’t want to watch such a scene.

“Swordsmanship is not just a contest of strength, it is also a contest of speed. You have to know that in the world of swordsmanship, only speed can be defeated. The one who strikes first will definitely live longer than the one who strikes later!”

The raven probably didn’t know any sword skills, so it relied on its powerful beak and teleportation-like speed to fool the young Merlin.

but.

Some people’s talents are indeed beyond reproach.

Merlin actually learned decent swordsmanship according to the raven’s twisted ideas – as the days passed, the cold winter wind whistled through the forest, and the trees were covered with ice and snow, a world of silver.

Merlin sat on a big rock, with various potion ingredients in front of him, making potions according to Raven’s instructions. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were focused, and he carefully put a herb into the pot and stirred it gently. Raven stood by and watched, giving him some pointers from time to time.

“Pay attention to the heat, go slowly, yes, that’s it, add some more chili, add more… What’s the use? Mainly, I want to drink something spicy tonight.”

The raven is still so inhuman.

However, little Merlin has obviously adapted to the intensity of his life.

“Isn’t there a magic potion that can make you stronger after drinking it? The kind that makes you stronger in all aspects?” Little Merlin asked on a whim, his curious tone filled with a desire to give up.

“Ok?”

Raven tilted his head.

Little Merlin shrank his neck synchronously.

He originally thought that the raven would scold and punish him.

however.

Unexpectedly, the raven flapped its wings.

“Of course! I applied for the copyright of this magic potion ten thousand years before you!” As he said that, Raven somehow conjured up a wooden box out of thin air.

“Look at these potions, they are all good stuff. Some can improve your physical fitness and make you stronger; some can deepen your perception and operation of magic, making your magic more powerful.” At this time, the raven was like a salesman. It opened the box, which contained nine bottles of potions of different colors.

Little Merlin’s eyes lit up immediately after hearing Raven’s introduction.

The same thing happened to Ian as he watched this memory.

“I want it, Lord Raven, this way of becoming stronger is suitable for me.” Little Merlin carefully picked up a bottle of potion and looked at the liquid in the bottle carefully.

“Does it really work?”

His tone was somewhat eager.

“Of course it works! What I produce must be top quality!” The raven assured him solemnly, so little Merlin couldn’t wait to open a bottle of potion and drink it in one gulp.

Ian didn’t know what it felt like after drinking it.

He only saw little Merlin tremble a few times.

“This effect… is amazing!” Little Merlin said excitedly, his eyes full of surprise.

Raven smiled smugly, with a hint of pride in his tone. “Of course! This is a potion I carefully prepared. I even thought of a name for it: ‘Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin’!”

Merlin was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

“Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin? This name… doesn’t sound very auspicious…” He didn’t know why, but he had a bad feeling and his heart was in his throat.

“The name is just a code name, what’s important is the effect! You can use it with confidence, there is absolutely no side effect! I’m drinking it myself, how can I cheat you? If you drink too much, there will be some side effects at most… But don’t worry, it’s not a big problem!” The raven’s tone was still confident, but little Merlin didn’t dare to continue drinking after hearing that.

“I love training, I just want to get stronger on my own.”

He seemed to have realized something.

He silently put down the other potion bottles in his hand. How should I put it? Little Merlin is indeed smart, and Ian’s expression after seeing this scene is also very interesting.

“…”

He had no idea what to say.

He just kept looking at the top of the raven’s head.

There is really a tip there.

At this moment, little Merlin, who was sitting in front of the campfire again and preparing the base for the hot pot for Raven tonight, suddenly spoke after a brief silence.

“Divine Crow, why on earth did you teach me these things?” This might be the doubt that had been lingering in little Merlin’s heart for a long time, and he finally found an opportunity to ask it today.

Hearing this inquiry.

Ian could clearly sense that Merlin beside him was a little emotional. He immediately realized something and instantly focused his attention, looking at the memory scene not far away.

I saw.

Raven spoke softly.

“Do you want to hear the truth or lies?”

It seems so rare to be so serious.

“Of course it’s the truth.”

Little Merlin stopped stirring the crucible.

Staring intently at the raven in front of him.

I saw.

Raven’s golden eyes flickered slightly.

“It’s complicated… probably the reason is that when you owe history a debt, you have to repay history with the same debt.” Its voice was a little low.

Little Merlin showed a confused expression of not understanding.

“What do you mean?”

He continued to ask questions.

then.

Ian heard the raven’s shocking response.

“To put it simply… once upon a time, I met a wizard who was destined to be brilliant, and then I killed him, so… you should understand, right?”

The sound of black crows.

Echoing softly in this winter forest.

Think about it.

Apart from Ian, who was separated from me by 2,000 years, there should be no other fourth person who knew about this. This can be roughly guessed from the emotional fluctuations of Merlin next to Ian.

(End of this chapter)