Enchanter.

In the biographies of countless bards.

They are all synonymous with mystery, miracle makers, and an indispensable and important member of the heroes in many stories.

And becoming a magician is a childhood dream that almost every Correll person has.

But not everyone has the opportunity to make it happen.

To be precise, it is a luxury for many children at the bottom of society to be able to learn basic literacy and literacy.

For example, the children who grew up in the farms and pastures in the north of Silver Moon City, because their parents have heavy work to do on weekdays, many of the children are even brought up by the elderly in the family.

Because of the lack of communication and enlightenment wisdom since childhood, children growing up in farms and pastures will seem much more wooden than children in the city, and most of the basic common sense is also realized later.

Only by going to Yinyue City twice a month to catch up with the market and purchase, can you be brought to the city by the elders to see the demeanor of civilization.

It was more like another world for them.

Although the priests of Ogma, the god of knowledge, have always been committed to spreading knowledge, they are also human beings and need to live.

Almost all of the temples of Ogma are located in various cities.

The temple of Ogma is like a library, filled with research acolytes and a variety of books, maps, and scrolls.

Many believers made a living by selling writing instruments, providing copying services, and selling maps.

Most temples had a sizable bookbinding department that allowed pedantic priests to produce books and pamphlets that were then placed in the church's library department.

Priests would pray every morning for divine magic and then go to perform two rituals known as them.

In the former, it is a ritual to pray quietly in the morning by writing mystical symbols;

It is held in the evening, during which each priest shares various works of wisdom and music, and shares new knowledge.

Because of this, most church pastors live in seclusion in the temple, living with stacks of books and scrolls.

A small number of priests will also choose to be hired by some nobles and middle-class people to serve as tutors for their children, and this is also a shameful act for the latter.

The vast majority of Ogmar's priests were polymaths, but they mostly rejected shortcuts that were used as tricks.

It's one thing to be able to understand, to be proficient in the use of a language, to be able to use rhetoric, logic, the art of language, and even white lies, all of which need to be mastered slowly through the accumulation of time.

And even when magicians use it, they often use it for a purpose to identify languages that are not widely used, such as archaeological codexes.

In their view, knowledge is sacred and needs to be faced with devotion and respect.

But for the vast majority of ordinary people, being able to master a language as a tool for survival is already very good.

However, the vast majority of Ogma's followers do not have a clear understanding of this, and this contradiction has also become an obstacle to the spread of knowledge.

Even if some pastors choose to travel to the mainland to record what they have seen and spread their knowledge, they rarely choose to stay in remote villages for too long.

For one, they have no source of income.

Second, for many foolish people, the disseminators of this knowledge are not popular with them.

They don't stay long, and they learn what half a bucket of water can do? And children often have to work as half a laborer at home.

When the children go to study, who will help them work to support the family.

In this era, few polymaths were willing to do the pure dedication and dedication of the holy warriors of the Shojinmon Gate.

There was once a pastor who came to Northland Farm to try to open a school, but the pastor left in shame because of a farmer's farce.

Before leaving, he threw down a disheartened sentence:

"A fool is not worthy of knowledge. ”

But children, after all, are hungry for knowledge.

Because for them, knowledge is a window to the world, a bridge to satisfy their undying curiosity.

The orphans who lost their parents to the disaster on these Northland farms were destined to be placed in makeshift orphanages to be adopted by other families.

And those who are a little older are likely to be assigned to some low-end simple jobs in some cities, and spend their lives mediocre.

However, at this moment, after experiencing some discomfort from the initial bumps of take-off and the depressurization of lift-off, the children began to be attracted by the bizarre things in front of them.

Oak floors covered with precious fur carpets, hanging rare plants, ornate relief walls carved with depictions of flowers, vines, ferns and trees, and a long table filled with delicate snacks.

But Xu was that they had been eaten by the rat meat, fathead fish and mushrooms distributed by Levi before, and even if they were a little greedy at this time, they couldn't eat it

And more importantly, they are more focused on another thing.

They are being taken away by a silver dragon!

"Oh my God, did we really fly? Look out the window, I just saw a big bird flying over!" said a child who was clearly a farmer, pointing excitedly out of the window.

"That's an albatross! stupid!" a girl with a golden ponytail couldn't help but correct.

"Well, I haven't seen it. The kid hung his head visibly inferior.

"Anna, don't be like this, be educated. A child with the same blonde hair and a special appearance said calmly.

Hearing this familiar sentence, the girl with the double ponytail seemed to remember something sad, and she was silent.

The blonde boy sighed silently.

They weren't supposed to be here in the first place, their siblings' father was a well-known grain merchant in Silvermoon City.

Every year at this time, it is the time when they go to buy agricultural products, and their brother and sister want to see the scenery of the northland outside the city, so they are brought over together.

However, a nightmare arose

And just as he was about to walk towards the window, he heard a small sob, and seemed so lonely and helpless in the noise of a group of children who had forgotten their grief for a while.

He instinctively was drawn to the cry, and it turned out that a girl in a small ocelot shawl was huddled alone in the corner of the room, burying her head in her knees.

"Hello, my name is Kevin, are you having any difficulties?" he said generously as he walked over and held out his hand.

The girl raised her head with teary eyes, and her gaze fell again, "I'm Cecilia, my mom mom died. ”

Kevin pursed his lips and comforted: "Everyone here has lost a loved one, don't be afraid, we can help each other in the future, and we don't have to be afraid when we encounter difficulties." ”

But the girl still cried.

Kevin noticed that she was holding a small clay pot in her hand and opened his mouth, "I'm sorry. ”

This means that the girl's mother should have died in the last two days.

Silvermoon City was afraid that the corpses would cause a plague, so they would gather and burn them.

The grief of losing a loved one takes time to digest.

It also took him and Anna two weeks to gradually adapt to this life of dependence.

"Brother, you're meddling again. Anna looked at Cecilia with some taste and wariness, and underestimated it with dissatisfaction.

"How can this be called nosy, we have all lost our most cherished loved ones, which means that we have lost our shelter, and no one knows what will happen to us when we are let go by the guardian dragon, and how we will be arranged. ”

Kevin talked eloquently: "According to Silvermoon City's previous experience, they are all gathered to wait for adoption, but like us, who are already half old, may also be directly assigned to work." This time, though, maybe it's a little different, but in any case, each of us is weak, so we might as well get to know each other now, and maybe we can pull each other up when we are in trouble in the future. ”

In a group of farmer's children, Kevin seems so special.

And his words also attracted the attention of many children nearby.

"Can you add me to that? My name is Ralph. The tall man who had been corrected by Anna asked a little unconfidently.

"Absolutely. ”

Kevin's heart moved, and then he said to the children who were looking at him, "Does anyone else want to join?"

The children looked at each other, nodded in conformity, and stepped forward to introduce themselves.

At this time, Anna suddenly raised her hand and said, "Then brother, do we also need a name for our small group?"

Kevin looked at the white clouds floating outside the window and thought for a while, and said, "We met in the clouds, so let's call it the descendants of Genting." ”

So on this day, an organization with the original intention of helping each other was established in this ship.

Descendants of Genting.

It is also the beginning of another heroic epic.

Even now

They are still small and ordinary.