Aking up from the darkness again, Charles opened his eyes vigilantly as soon as he regained consciousness and surveyed his surroundings.

It was a simple but clean room, except for the table, chair and wardrobe, and the single bed where he was lying.

The autumn afternoon sun shines through the windowsill and shines on the polished old wooden desk, reflecting patches of light on the ceiling.

The old paint on the wall has fallen off a corner, and the neatly laid bricks inside are faintly revealed, and it looks like a good house with a good foundation.

Charles recalled, still unable to relate his situation to what he had been before he fell unconscious, yes, this was not the town of Durut, and the noise coming from the window made Charles sure of that.

Looking at the fur on the bedside, he remembered to check his condition:

The hands and feet were clean and fresh, as if they had just been scrubbed, and I don't know when I put on a set of refreshing coarse cloth shorts, and the wounds on my hands and feet have scabbed.

He got out of bed lightly, not because he was afraid of making any noise, but because he remembered that he was frustrated with his muscles and bones, and his chest and abdomen were also injured, and he was so painful that he died of pain when he gasped.

But to his surprise, after walking a few steps on the ground, there was not much pain on his body.

Charles waved his arm and moved it twice, and the wooden floor creaked.

Walking to the window, it was a second-floor window, and as soon as I got closer, the bustle of a stock market well came to my face.

The cries of the vendors along the street, the voices of pedestrians, the running of cars and horses, and the familiar and unfamiliar scenes are like a basin of ink full of colored pulp, which instantly splashes into the eyes.

"Are you awake?"

A lazy, familiar voice came from behind him, but Charles didn't mean to turn back: "You owe me a drink." ”

Azek raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, and the pair of beautiful eight-figure eyebrows looked a little embarrassed: "Actually... I don't drink. ”

"It doesn't matter if you drink or not, right, Hawk?" Charles said as he turned back to the bed, his hands behind his head, and cocked his feet to Hawke, who was about to come in.

"Yes, he doesn't count, I have the final say! We don't have money to buy wine, my young master Griffin! And you still owe me a meal!"

It wasn't Hawke who answered, but Cecilia with his hands on his hips behind him, and Ezek gave her a thumbs up behind Charles' back.

Hawke nodded and explained, "yes, we have to listen to the captain." ”

"Forget it, I'll owe you first. ”

Charles snorted angrily, gave Azek a thumbs up, and shook it.

Then he said to Cecilia, "You owe that too." When he returns me, I will invite you whenever he wants. ”

Azek couldn't help but be embarrassed when he saw this gesture, scratched his head in embarrassment, and hid with Hawke to the side.

Cecilia was puzzled by Charles's always bullying Ezek, but she couldn't do anything about him, so she had to rub her brows and say helplessly:

"My young master, come down and eat something together, aren't you hungry?"

Charles was asked like this, touched his belly, and found that it was indeed a little... Well, I'm hungry!

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Six days. ”

Charles jumped out of bed and cursed secretly, is he going to hibernate again?

"Six days... Where are we now?

"The royal capital of Arton, this is the base of our Silver Hand. Cecilia simply turned around and walked out, beckoning a few people to come downstairs for dinner.

"This house is very good, you silver hands used to be quite rich. ”

Charles's brain wave swept casually, and a three-story brick and wood building appeared in his mind, and like most buildings just outside the window, the house he was in was close to the medieval style.

As one of the strongholds of the Silver Hand in the royal city of Arton, this three-storey small western-style building with its own courtyard was indeed quite a good house even before the arrival of the beast tide.

"You may not know that the original Silver Hand is not comparable to a third-rate commodity like Hunting Tooth. ”

Cecilia led Charles through the corridor on the second floor in front, stepping on the rattling wooden staircase, and the big eyes of the water spirit were full of pride:

"Before the beast tide, my brother was only the young head of the headquarters of the royal capital, and I heard my brother say that the Silver Hand was the strongest mercenary group in the empire at that time. ”

The structure of the first floor is simple, and the staircase is a main passage leading to the entrance.

To the right of the passage are several large rectangular rooms that look like dining rooms and conference rooms.

"Come in. ”

Descending the stairs, Cecilia pushed open the carved wooden door on her right, and a faint scent of sandalwood greeted her, refreshing her heart.

The wood used for the carved wooden door is very particular, Charles stroked it casually, and the layers of delicate and warm wood at the beginning of the hand, the meticulous wood grain looks like a strong and unusually good old wood.

When you enter the door, you will see a large wooden dining table three meters long in the middle of the hall, and the old crimson natural wood grain on the wooden table is very incommensurate with the simple and rough food on the table.

"Sit down, fill your stomach first, and talk about something while eating. Ezek found his seat, picked up a half-nibbled piece of black bread, and nibbled on it.

Charles touched the tabletop, which was more than a step more expensive than the wooden door, and looked at the cheap tableware and rough food on the table, and couldn't help but feel distressed:

What did these fifteen or sixteen-year-old imps go through?

He quietly pulled out a chair and was about to sit down, only to find that the chair and the large wooden table were not the same set, but were ordinary goods that had been added separately.

"Six days, as far as I know, Durut Town is at least half a month's journey from the royal capital. ”

Charles sighed and sat down, picked up the cup and glanced at the prepared milk, pointing to himself: "There is still a half-dead one in tow, how did you do that?"

"Mistress Castro sent us back. ”

Cecilia took a small bite of the chopped bread, as if she remembered something, and her brows furrowed slightly:

"At that time, several of us were seriously injured, and even if we hadn't been trampled to death by the Rockhorn Rhinoceros, any other beast could have killed us. ”

"Mistress Castro?"

Charles recalled, and the old but tall figure suddenly came to his mind.

"Well, it was Mistress Castro who saved us, and you probably passed out by then,"

Cecilia swallowed a mouthful of milk, and then licked her lips as a matter of course, looking very cute: "At that time, the rhinoceros was about to collide, and it was Master Castro who summoned a super large steel wall to block them. ”

"The walls of steel, you're talking about the Lord of Steel, Agu Castro?"

The story of the siege of steel under the tide of beasts is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even Charles, who has no ears to what is going on outside the window, knows the name of the Lord of Steel.

"That's him!"

Hawke had finished nibbling on a piece of bread and was dancing with excitement:

"That wall is so high that you can't see the edge at a glance, the lord is so powerful, with a wall like that, I can stop anything!"

"Our life is really big, when we meet his old man, let alone a rhinoceros herd, he can save us when the magic beast herd comes. ”

Charles said, shaking the milk from the glass, which seemed to be nothing good to remember in the body's memory.

"Yes, the lord also sent us back to the royal capital, otherwise we don't know how long it will take to get back. Cecilia mentioned the Lord of Steel, and her eyes were full of little stars.

After tasting it cautiously, Charles found that the taste did not seem to be as bad as he remembered, and then remembered his "dependent" crystal sledgehammer: "By the way, what about my hammer?"

While a few people were talking, Ezek had already finished eating his bread: "Lord Lord took it, saying that it would not be good for you to keep it." ”

"Uh..."

If you are taken away by that kind of cow, then you won't have a chance to get it back?

Charles thought a little depressed.

But after thinking about it, a hammer was exchanged for his own life, and this deal was still done.

"Oh... What about the monkeys, what about the corpses?"

Charles asked a little unwillingly, he had been fighting and dying with the steel bone demon ape for so long, and he almost died in its hands in the end.

Not to mention that this monkey is full of treasures, even if it is an ordinary beast, it has to eat a bite of its flesh to relieve its anger.

"The lord only took one crystal from its chest, and threw the corpse in the town of Durut. ”

Cecilia's little hand clapped, and suddenly remembered something, took out an egg-sized silver spar from the small pocket beside her, put it on the table, and slid it towards Charles, "Na, this is it." ”

Charles took the hedron, looked at it carefully in front of him, and probed it with his brainwaves, and there was still a vague manic fluctuation in the hedron, which seemed to have not dissipated for a while.

"Is the element of steel crystallized... Oops!" Charles watched as the hedron suddenly slapped the table, screamed, and stood up abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Hawke sat down next to him, startled.

"I know magic!" Charles' eyebrows fluttered, his face excited.

"It's strange to say that you don't know how to do magic because there's such a big piece of crystal on the back of your head?" Ezek was also taken aback, and when he heard Charles say this, he complained angrily.

"What do you say?" Charles touched the back of his head, the crystal in the middle of the occipital bone He has been sleeping on his pillow for more than a year, and he is still a little unaccustomed to it, because of its existence, he always has to sleep with his head tilted.

Cecilia brushed aside her bangs, revealing the little green horns, and said a little embarrassed:

"This is my crystal, it is wooden. In general, crystals that grow on the head allow the Chosen One to communicate with the elements. ”

Charles chirped on bread, raised his eyebrows, and motioned for her to continue.

"Master Griffin, you will definitely be able to become an excellent mage in the future, and it is better to know a little bit about the common sense of mages. ”

Cecilia brushed her hair, covered the crystal, and said solemnly:

"According to the degree of control of the elements, we mages are divided into several realms: mages, mages, lords, and legendary mages.

As for the Dharma disciple stage, it is divided into nine rings from low to high according to the amount of elements that can be called.

For example, I am the Fifth Ring, and the captain of the Tooth Hunting Team that day is the Sixth Ring Disciple, and the strength of each ring has increased exponentially.

In a one-on-one situation, I don't have to be his opponent. ”

"What about Hawke?"

"They are not mages, and warriors have their own set of sayings. ”

"Warriors are divided into four realms: warriors, generals, heroes, and war spirits, but the empire has not had warriors in the hero realm for many years. ”

Ezek took out a handkerchief out of nowhere and wiped his mouth:

"Like Hawke, he is a double crystal, strictly speaking, it is about the fourth level of a fighter, and his crystallization power has not been strengthened to the whole body, so there will be a shortcoming in speed.

But because of the relationship between the two crystals, his strength should have been close to that of a seventh-level warrior. ”

"What about you?" asked Charles, curious.

"I?haha, don't be funny, I don't have crystallization, it's all fancy and can't be counted. Azek scratched his head and snorted.

Charles glanced thoughtfully at Ezek's chest, and instead of asking, he asked Cecilia instead: "I see that you have to chant a spell every time you use magic, it's very handsome!"

"Well, every mage has their own field, and spells allow us to quickly build fields that resonate with the elements. ”

"Resonate?" "Charles listened carefully and keenly grasped the key.

"Well, yes, resonance is a prerequisite for spellcasting, and without a response from the elements, a mage can't use magic, except..."

Cecilia paused, looked at Charles solemnly, and her tone was a little complicated:

"Except for you, Master Griffin. ”