"So what the Lim Kingdom is fighting for...... Is this thing?"

Avis was surprised to hold the featureless stone in his hand.

The palm-sized, black-brown natural lines don't seem to contain any energy, ordinary as a random black and hard rock on the ground.

"Only a mage who can dominate the fire element will be able to find a way to open it. For so many years, passed down from generation to generation, we Akt people have not had a magician who is good at fire spells, until you appear. ”

Ainia looked at her youngest son tenderly, slowly telling the secret she had learned from the patriarch of the previous generation.

"Mother, but this ...... It's too precious...... Isn't this a family treasure that has been passed down from our clan for thousands of years?"

Avis's mouth opened wide in surprise, and for a moment he didn't know how to describe his current mood.

Haven't you had a lot of luck lately? Are the characters of the protagonist like this?

"Well, it's a precious thing.

But I didn't say that we need to keep it all the time.

It's really because there are no fire mages in our clan......

Actually, I was going to give it to you again at your sixteenth coming-of-age ceremony.

But now it seems that it is only right for you to hone your fire element. ”

Ainia stood up gently, stroked her youngest son's head, and said affectionately.

"But......," Ives wanted to refuse.

A small stone may be worth a fortune to outsiders, but for me, there is no better choice than for my son. ”

Ainia's face changed, and she pretended to be angry and said.

"So how do you explain to your people, and what if Limu comes back again?"

Aives really didn't want to see that because of his whim, he would ruin the 10,000-year-old foundation of the Actor tribe.

"Alas, when I watched you fight before, I thought you were different from your wooden-headed brother.

Now it seems that he is still the same tenacious person.

Isn't there still a 'Yanyan Stone' in the secret vault in the clan?

This......

You just trust Mom!

This Yanyan Stone should belong to you. You belong to the true Akert bloodline!"

Without saying a word, Ainia shoved the Yanyan Stone into Avis again, a sly smile on her face.

Avis never seemed to have seen his mother smile like this.

From the earliest impression of the mother, she was dignified and solemn. Even the kindness that is revealed makes me feel an invisible sense of distance.

In the end, Ives only half-pushed and half-accepted the incomparably heavy Yanyan stone, and went back to his room with trepidation.

After Avis had been gone for a long time, Ainia finally got up slowly, pulling out of her deep memories.

"Grace, our child is finally starting his own life. Before the age of 16, he became a fire mage in the Golden Realm, and he met such a demanding requirement!"

If Ives were still around, he would have been even more surprised.

Because at this time, Ainia showed an incomparably bright smile, and her face, which was already slightly wrinkled and even a little old, became as innocent as a girl.

As for the Lim Kingdom, she had never taken it to heart.

As for the well-laid son-in-law, she didn't even look at it squarely.

At that time, if that Reina dared to let her daughter shed tears again, she didn't need Avis, she would have taken action herself and let this ill-intentioned son-in-law die.

......

After returning to his room, Avis looked at the familiar and unfamiliar room in his mind, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The Akts are not a big people, but some of the basic facilities are not far behind. On the Bloodflame Continent, where gunpowder and mechanics were just beginning to be discovered, the Acats had adopted stone house structures, which were sturdy and reliable.

The house was well furnished and furnished, and the only thing in the tribe was a simple kerosene lamp in his and his mother's house, which was a small privilege.

Ives lit the kerosene lamp, washed himself a little, then took the Yanyan stone from his bosom and lay down on the bed to look at it carefully.

"Such a small stone is a peerless treasure?"

Ives pondered for nearly half an hour, but didn't see any clues.

"Alas, the elemental power of fire...... This one...... Isn't it embarrassing!"

Avis's face was quite bad, and now he had to use the method of burning the sky to split this stone in two, but he had not used it.

Today's Avis has unlimited talent in kendo, and his realm has reached the first level of the Golden Realm. It's just that his original talent as a magician has been lost.

Now he doesn't want to say that fire, thunder, the affinity of the two elements. It is estimated that it is not even as good as an ordinary magician apprentice.

"What should I do, isn't this the same as having thousands of treasures in the sky, but not being able to get started. Is there any way I can do that, Mr. System?"

There are difficulties, find a system.

This is now the biggest and most reliable one of Avis's dependences.

It's only been five minutes later, and there is still no reaction from Avis's knowledge, and it seems that this problem is not within the scope of his kendo system.

For the next hour, Ives tried all kinds of methods to study and analyze the elements between heaven and earth, but in vain.

At the same time, he also ran his own Burning Heaven Decision again to see if he could reabsorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and convert it into points again. Unfortunately, this attempt also failed.

It seems that the regulations of the system are still very harsh. Only the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at the time of ascension or promotion will be converted into bonus points.

"Alas, the road to cultivation is long!"

Ives sighed, not in a hurry, after all, he had just come to this world, and he already had a lot of experience and strength that he had not had before.

He has never lacked perseverance, not to mention that now that his talent is bursting, why worry about the future.

Avis retrieved the Flame Stone, found a simple bag to wrap it, and hid it in his own lining.

No matter what her mother Ania said, this is a treasure of the Acats, and she can't abandon it.

......

Then came the most important sacrificial event of the entire Akt tribe.

Originally, the annual festival was held only during the months of winter and spring, in order to thank the gods for bringing the people out of the cold and into a new life.

This time, however, it was much heavier. Honour the memory of those who died and died in this disaster. They are also somebody else's children, someone else's father, or someone else's husband.

"Avis, I know you've not enjoyed these rituals since you were a child. But these dead are the bravest warriors of our Akhet, our brothers who fought alongside us. We deserve the utmost respect, and you can hold on a little longer. ”

Wright noticed Avis's solemn expression, and reminded him as if he had something on his mind.

"Okay, brother! I just feel a little sad! Those brothers are still so young!"

Ives kept checking the voices and smiles of those who had passed away from his memory, and even many of his friends who were laughing and playing with him yesterday.

Even Avis, who is accustomed to seeing life and death, and even died once, can't help but sigh:

"Alive...... It's true...... More than anything else!"

Wright patted his brother on the shoulder heavily, didn't say much, and nodded solemnly.

The memorial was presided over by the patriarch Ainia, and after about an hour, the curtain finally came to an end. The men, women, and children of the Akt tribe finally calmed down and prepared for a new tomorrow.