Johanna was a merchant of the Golden Hand Society, and in addition to possessing the characteristic sharp and tricky face of a merchant, he also inherited the pride and arrogance of the Messians. Although James rode in his carriage, he did not have any good feelings for him in his heart. Listening to this man's chatter every day, James's ears were almost calloused.

In order to avoid hearing his greasy and disgusting voice, he could only pin his hopes for meditation in this thick book of magic. James himself was surprised because he had never pinned his hopes on a book.

"You're really lucky...... James said to himself as he sat in the rickety carriage, stroking the Magic Apprentice's Primer, stroking the Magic Apprentice's Primer.

"ëðéçéðëï......" James shook his head. "It's a language that's so hard to learn. ......He tried to read it, but he stuttered every time he read it.

"Reciting this spell, you can feel the magic power in your body, and when a magician learns to control the mana in your body, he really steps into the door of magic......"

James whispered the words from the book.

I seem to feel some warmth flowing around my body, but I want to say control......

He tried to use his mind to direct the mysterious forces that were scurrying up and down. At first, they don't listen, but the more they go, the more tame they become. James spent an afternoon completely controlling the flowing elves in his body and nodded in satisfaction.

"...... Left"

The warm current in the body goes to the left.

...... Right

The warm current in the body is deflected to the right.

"Come out ......"

"Boom!"

"What are you doing?!" said the coachman, who lifted the curtain and said angrily.

"Uh...... Nothing, just a fart ......"

"It's the first time I've ever seen a fart as loud as yours. The coachman closed the curtain irritably and said loudly.

James calmed his mind for a moment and continued to read the words in the book.

"Beginners need to practice for at least three months before they can fully master this ability – being able to control their direction and suppress their desire to explode. This is the foundation of all magic, and it must be practiced. ”

"Huh?" James scratched his head in confusion. "I got it done in one afternoon, and the book says it will take three months, am I missing some key information?" he rummaged left and right for a long time, and found that the things described in the book were exactly the same as his current abilities, and that he should have reached the level of so-called "mastery". As for those three months, James can only blame the person who wrote the book for not being rigorous in his calculations.

In this way, James sat in the carriage for five days and five nights. Sometimes he reads a book, sometimes sleeps, sometimes chats with the travelers around him, and he encounters no danger along the way, and the orcs who are said to have wreaked havoc on the road do not appear. It wasn't until the morning of the sixth day, when the coachman woke James from his sleep and told him that Kingsbridge had arrived, that he realized he had something new to do.

"Wait, Adain, I'll snatch the inheritance back. James clenched his fists.

He was now dressed in bright armor and wore a majestic steel sword, from the mayor and Whitewater. The mayor gave him some gifts for killing the fire dancer Isaraq, freeing the mines, and giving the whole of Laneg a new life, while Whitewater gave him a gift for saving Tram. Despite James' frantic explanations in front of everyone that the female knight named Grisenda had made these contributions and that he was just trying to make up the numbers, no one believed him. In the end, James was pushed to the stage by the crowd, received an award, took a medal in a daze, and was sent out of the city by Whitewater and this caravan. Strangely, Tram didn't remember anything about Grisenda at all, and flatly denied her appearance, which made James suspect that the magician in the green robe was responsible.

"Thank you, brother, if you hadn't saved me, I would have died in that mine......" Tram said gratefully, patting James on the shoulder.

James looked at him and sighed tiredly.

"If only Joseph were alive......" James knew that there was no use in quibbling, but he still felt guilty when he accepted the award. It seems that if James really is the kind of hero who is so powerful, he will definitely save Joseph's life before Isharak the Fire Dancer attacks. It is precisely because he is not, and because although he is fantasizing, he clearly understands that he is fantasizing, so he feels guilty for his weakness. For the first time, James recognized his own strength.

For a moment, he remembered the night he had spent on the walls of Ranka, and for a moment he had the idea of giving up his inheritance and becoming an ordinary guard. James himself thought he might be crazy, but he seemed to understand something.

During these five days in the carriage, James had mastered all the points contained in this thick book. He was able to easily control the forces in his body, causing them to explode at a certain point at a certain time. While he can't create cool fireballs or lightning out of thin air, he can easily shake a tree with his strength alone.

That day, while the caravan was resting, he sneaked out, found a heavenly ancient tree as thick as two people's arms, controlled the power in his body, and made it gather on his fingertips, and then he relaxed his body and let the power burst out of his hand. The direction of the magical force's attack was very directive, and the tree that broke into two knots almost smashed into James's body.

In the same way, he learned from that book that most magicians are physically weak because of long-term training in magic, and once they are close to each other, the strength of magicians will be greatly reduced. This disadvantage is extremely dangerous when the magician collapses after exhausting the magic power in his body, because the magician at that time has almost no threat to speak of.

After learning that the mana would be consumed, James was scared and didn't dare to consume mana again for a night, afraid that one day he would collapse. Later, he saw that the original mana could replenish itself, and he could slowly recover this power when he rested.

But so far, James has not experienced the prostration that occurs when the magic power is exhausted. Every time he practiced, he felt warm all over his body, although it was early summer, but this warmth was different from the warmth brought to him by the air, which made people feel very relaxed, and even made James doze off.

In his mind, magicians have always been a mysterious profession, and magic is also a mysterious topic that is rarely mentioned. His meagre experience and knowledge made him think that his abilities were very average, and that any magician in the world could knock down a big tree without learning any skills like him, relying on pure energy. This gave him a certain amount of caution, but it also prevented him from growing quickly.

Kingsbridge was a city at least twice the size of Laneja, but Kingsbridge's outer walls were wooden and not as strong as the stone walls of Laneja. But just defending the wooden walls, there are more guards here than in Ranega, and they need to be spiritual. It's a thriving city, where everyone is alive and changing dramatically every day. James had never heard of a city in the world that grew faster than Kingsbridge.

Kingsbridge is crossed by the Blue Mist River, where merchant ships from the capital, New Garand, often dock, are one of the reasons why it has grown so rapidly. A majestic marble bridge across the Blue Mist River, called the "King's Bridge", is said to have been built by the previous king of Vasilia himself, hence the name. The King's Bridge is home to 48 marble griffons, a national symbol.

Laneca's flag is very similar to that of Kingsbridge. Lannega has a white background on the bottom left, a black base on the upper right, and a blue fortress tower pattern in the middle. Kingsbridge has an orange base on the top half and a gold base on the bottom half, plus a black X that spans the entire length of the flag, with a golden fortress tower in the middle. In addition to this, look at the city hall of Kingsbridge, where a Vasilian flag is planted. The national flag is blue with gold accents and a white griffin in the center, symbolizing noble chivalry.

Just as James lamented the energy and prosperity of Kingsbridge, a drunk man was bumped into him. Suddenly, James smelled a smell of alcohol.

"This little brother...... You're an outsider, aren't you?" said the red-faced, drunken man.

James secretly scolded bad and wanted to dodge, but this person haunted him.

"Mr. Knight, I think you are so rich, why don't you ......"

"Give you five gold coins, and don't bother me anymore. James took five gold coins from the Philosopher's Stone and handed them to the drunk. The drunk grinned and bowed to him.

All the money, all the equipment, and the Philosopher's Stone in Space were given to him by the mayor and Captain Whitewater. It's also a shame to say, almost everything on his body has been stolen by Aidane, and even to inherit the inheritance, he now needs to rely on someone to help. Thinking of Adhane, James suddenly had an idea, wondering if he could find any information about him in this man. So he patted the drunk man on the shoulder and told him not to leave.

"Brother, do you know of a man named Adahn?"

"Adain?" said the drunken man, turning his head and slow.

"Yes, he's not tall, he's quite thin, probably just came here a few days ago. ”

"Oh...... I remember the man!" the drunk slapped his belly. "He came to our bar and said he was going to inherit a large fortune and invited everyone to a drink. ”

"Really?" said James. "Did he tell you where he went?"

"I'm going to drink......"

"Stop!" James stopped the man and handed him five more gold coins. "Tell me what's going on?"

The man took the money, bit it with his mouth, and laughed.

"I've never seen him before that, but I think he's pretty ......"

"What? You haven't seen him?"

"yes, never, and even if there were, I can't remember. ”

James mentally greeted the 18th generation of Adane's ancestors, and he couldn't help but feel a fire in his head when he lied to himself that he was a juggler working for Kingsbridge.

"Go on, where did he say he was going?"

He ...... I seem to remember him saying that he was going to the judge's house in the capital to handle the formalities. The drunk waved his hand, turned and staggered towards the bar. "He's actually a thief, and it's said that he stole the crystal ball of the magician who came here from Turan...... Yes...... Thank you, brother, and may the Three Saints bless you......"

James watched him leave, looked around again, and realized that he had no acquaintances here, so he followed the drunkard into the small inn, hoping to find a room here to stay temporarily. He comforted himself as he walked, saying that after he inherited the inheritance, he would definitely have a riverside villa, and his own money would be enough to buy ten such hotels.

"Inn: The Maiden of Kingsbridge. Adventurers and travelers are welcome. ”

He glanced at the sign from afar, pushed the door open and entered the noisy hotel.