Pulton was a large city, it was the domain of the earl, and this earl was the blood of the uncle of a certain king, and he was really a rich man, and his huge fief determined the benchmark of his wealth, and his own aristocratic taste determined the quality of the city.

From the very beginning, the city was on par with the city of Ferga, where the king was located, and the conditions were excellent in all aspects, even the central church, which was presided over by the cardinal archbishop, was a miniature version of the one in the city of Fergar, both in shape and size.

People living in cities always take pride in being big city people, and this sense of honor is manifested in every way, they will walk the streets of the city in good clothes, they will introduce outsiders to the places where they live with a touch of pride in their tones, they will whisper and laugh gently, they will laugh in a very sarcastic but non-sweary language, they will look after the long-passed culture and aristocracy, and despise the craftsmen and farmers who live by their crafts, and the soldiers.

Respected magicians will have a higher status than swordsmen of the same or even higher class, because being able to learn magic itself represents an excellent inheritance in the bloodline, and from the very beginning, magic is something that only nobles will have, and only their descendants will inherit.

Until now, this kind of argument is still very marketable, so even if it is a down-and-out boy, if he knows magic, even if it is only the status of a magic apprentice, it will still make people look high, because maybe his ancestor is a certain generation of nobles, or he is the product of a nobleman's private life, maybe one day there will be a noble relative.

"So, I'm going to be an apprentice in magic. ”

Luneng said his ambition, Beer didn't say anything, hummed, and finally couldn't help but whisper to break his delusion: "Someone has tested us, and there is no magic talent." ”

Seeing that Luneng didn't show anger on his face, he quickly added, "I don't have a fighting talent either." ”

The magic and fighting spirit of this world have been developed extremely well, with a complete hierarchy and talent testing methods, and in the beginning, when their group of orphans from the Battle of Phorus came to the city to beg for food, someone took hot bread in exchange for their blood and tested it.

The gifted children were all picked away, either by relatives, or by friends of their relatives, and by those stupid fellows, who might understand that what those people were saying were lying, but for the sake of hot bread and milk, they all obediently followed.

Who cares about the rest of the "garbage"?

Orphans without parents and relatives gradually understand the tragedy of not being selected, after experiencing the taste of hunger and cold. Day by day, from ignorance to learning to use various means to find food to eat, an evolutionary theory began.

"That was before. Of course Luneng knows those, the original owner also has these things in his memory, and he even remembered it, and in the subsequent plot, the original owner complained more than once why he had no talent, because of this complaint, he didn't even believe in the Cult of Light, which is really very special when the world is full of Divine Cult believers.

"After my illness this time, God heard my plea, and he helped me awaken my magical talent, and I am now a magic apprentice. ”

Luneng swore that he was lying, maybe he was used to saying it in his previous life, he hadn't figured out whether there was a god in this world, he had already said these words through the mouth of God, and he felt a little inappropriate after speaking, but when he saw Biel's skeptical look of "Are you lying to me?", he didn't care about explaining and remedy, and directly exerted his spiritual power and dragged up an empty water jug, which was used by them to store water.

Looking at the jug that was really firmly parked in the air, Belle opened his mouth wide, stepped forward and probed around with his hand, making sure that there was nothing to support it up and down, left and right, and when the jug was really floating in the air, he was very excited.

"Oh my God, is this true? Really?" Beer pounced on Luneng after several admonitions, and when he didn't come up again, he grabbed Luneng's hand, and said cautiously and couldn't help but tremble with excitement, "Great, Luneng, great, we will have food in the future!"

Even though he was almost seven years old, Beer's only knowledge of a magician was that he could eat. In the village where I used to live, there was a soldier who was a very powerful person, but where had I ever seen such a magician?

Yes, we will have something to eat.

Luneng wanted to answer like this, but there was another cough in his mouth, and the disease greatly weakened the recovery of his mental power, and after a few coughs, his mental power could no longer remain stable, and the jug smashed to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Beer was startled, looked at the hard-won jug, and then looked at Luneng, and in the end it was Luneng who was more important, making him look at him worriedly.

He no longer asks questions like why he coughs, and even learned to comfort people without a teacher, and while helping Luneng to calm down, he said repeatedly: "Drink some water, just drink some water, I will go find clean water." ”

"Don't you go, I'll go. ”

The environment here is much better than before, but the insulation is still insufficient, after a rain, the bed is damp, and if you stay, it will only make people sick, but with the strength of Beer alone, it is very powerful to be able to have something to eat, no matter how much you ask, he can't do it.

Luneng is different, he is still an adult, and he can always think of more ways, such as pretending to be a magic apprentice.

Whether mental power is magic or not, he is not sure, and he does not dare to rashly go to the magic guild to gamble on the eyesight of those people, in case he should do something worth studying, who knows how those people will treat him.

It's not all friendly among magicians, and don't forget that there's another type of magic called necromancy.

Those who are good at studying souls may really see that something is wrong.

The sheets were torn into several pieces and turned into a damp robe that looked fairly clean after a simple sewing, and Luneng forced Beer to change into this ill-fitting and unwarm robe, and let him use the remaining strips of cloth to wipe the overly obvious stains on his hair, along with a small face.

Beer was not ugly, but his face was slightly blue due to long-term malnutrition, and his thin body supported the fat robe, as if he was singing, which was extremely ridiculous.

However, it was enough, at least the robe was able to block his shoes that he had picked up, and if you didn't look closely, it looked like a little girl.

Luneng himself is much simpler, the last time he took a bath, he took a long time to wash his own set of clothes while the rain didn't need money, and fortunately, his previous family conditions may be really better than Beer, and that set of clothes is quite eye-catching.

As for the shoes on their feet, who can ask those magic apprentices who have lost their hands to be very careful with their feet? Not all magicians can practice magic, or they can all sit in the teleportation array casually, let alone a magic apprentice?

I told Bier a few times about the identity he had made up, and in the plot, the original owner's force value was not enough to support such a difficult job as robbery, and he relied on his own cleverness, and he was always able to make up some believable lies in exchange for survival capital.

Luneng himself has experienced a lot, and he has written it before, and it is not difficult to make up a story, but in order to be more in line with the situation of this world, he did not rashly talk nonsense about something that he didn't know if he had a foundation, but borrowed the lies told by the original owner in the plot, and made appropriate adaptations, looking for buyers who might be fooled.

The goods, on the other hand, were a fairly smooth oval stone picked up from the ground - a soothing philosopher's stone that a magician was working on to relax the mind, didn't it?

As for whether it is the Philosopher's Stone that relaxes people, or the mental hypnosis that relaxes people, that is a matter of opinion. The money that was taken away from the hypnosis was the purchase of the Philosopher's Stone that was held in the hand of the buyer!

By the time the sober buyer was looking for the two hateful little liars, Luneng had already taken Belle to join a caravan out of the city and left Pulton.

The circumstances in which he lived did not teach Belle that honesty was a virtue, and after receiving a large sum of money, he finally had a full meal and new clothes to wear, and was full of excitement, and only put away the smile on his face when he was worried about Luneng's condition.

"Why don't you buy potions?"

Thinking like this, Luneng said, "Don't worry, you forgot, I'm a magic apprentice, and this little illness has actually been cured a long time ago, it's just that I want to cough, you see, I'm not hot at all." ”

Beer's hand was on Luneng's forehead, it was really not hot, he was a lot more relieved, and he thought about knowing where he was going.

He always worries a lot about his self-proclaimed elder brother, and he has to worry about food, clothing, and housing.

Luneng was not annoyed, and patiently told him the name of the destination - Caictus, which is a famous papal city, and the entire city guards Lantes, the headquarters of the Cult of Light, and the Pope of Light lives on the Holy Mountain, and the Holy See at the top of the towering holy mountain is said to be able to illuminate the entire continent.

It has the largest number of believers, and it is also a place where it is easier for them to survive, stable and comfortable enough, and there are enough well-wishers to tolerate their existence.

As long as you pretend to be a believer, you will naturally be able to live well, because the Holy See personnel there will regularly distribute holy water and food, and it is really beautiful as heaven for those of them who have no foundation!

"That sounds good!" Even though there was no shortage of food now, and a whole bag of food was in his arms, Beer still couldn't change his craving for food, which only those who have been hungry can deeply experience.

Lu Neng smiled, he was also hungry, and naturally knew that the taste was not pleasant, but in the end it was not to the limit, so he didn't have such a deep attachment, and naturally he never thought about what kind of thoughts his beautified "painting cake" made Bel breed, I can only say that cause and effect are born early and people don't realize it. 166 Reading Network