In the quiet room, looking at Adil in front of him, Count Polya sat weakly and continued to speak slowly.

"Our ancestor, from a continent far away, was a powerful wizard. ”

"More than a hundred years ago, he came to the Northlands and left something for us while leaving his bloodline. ”

Looking at Adiel, Polya took out the talisman in the purple wooden box, and his eyes were a little complicated: "This is a wizard's thing, a legendary demonized item, and a certificate." ”

"If there is a person with wizarding talents among the descendants of our Pharkus family, then with these credentials, you can go to the southern kingdom and take a boat to the continent where the wizard is located. ”

"Adir, you should know that in addition to Erhua, I also have an eldest son who went to the southern kingdom since he was a child and has not returned. ”

"Could it be?" said Adil had some realization.

"Yes. Speaking of this, a wry smile appeared on Count Boria's face: "My eldest son, with the qualifications of a wizard, was sent out by me very early, and there is still no news. ”

"That's why those people do it to us. ”

He said with some silence: "In our Phakus family, there is the blood of wizards, so there are occasionally some people with wizard qualifications among the clan. ”

"In fact, not only our family, but also in the surrounding kingdoms, those royal families and great nobles basically have the blood of wizards, so they can rule a kingdom for a long time. ”

"In the past hundred years, there have been some people with wizarding talents in our family every time, although these people have not become real wizards, but they are also very powerful in themselves, and they have relationships with other wizards, which has made the surrounding kingdoms dare not do anything to us, and it has continued until now. ”

"In recent decades, there have been fewer and fewer people in our family with wizarding talents, and the only one who has appeared is my eldest son, but there has been no news for so long, which is why the surrounding people can't help but attack us. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and his voice became a little weaker: "Adiel, do you know why your father and I attach so much importance to you?"

"The descendants of humans and elves will inherit the virtues of both and are more likely to inherit the talents of wizards than ordinary people. ”

"Adil, you not only have a strong knightly talent, but you also have a wizarding talent. ”

In front of Count Boria, hearing this, Adil paused slightly, looking a little surprised.

Looking at him like this, Count Boria shook his head: "There is no doubt that you do have the gift of a wizard, and I determined this with your father when you were just born. ”

His trembling right arm slowly raised, and he handed the black talisman in his hand forward: "This certificate should have been given to you more than half a year ago, but at that time, the orc riot had just happened, and the surrounding situation was not too good, so I didn't choose to send you out." ”

"And now, even if I wanted to send you out, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to. ”

A wry smile appeared on Poria's face: "Every other year, the fleets of distant wizards dock at the southern coast to accept some new wizard apprentices. ”

"After you leave the Northlands, take Elvar and them with you to some kingdom in the south, where there are people of our family stationed there to ensure your livelihood. ”

"When you get there, when you see the principal there, give him this letter, and he will understand what to do. ”

With a trembling voice, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Adil as well.

The letter was written on a kind of paper that was very scarce in the Northland, and was neatly folded, except that some of the handwriting on it was a little sloppy, as if the pen was not held steady when writing.

Adil silently took the letter and put it in his arms, looking very precious.

The scene was silent for a moment, until the voice of Count Polya broke the silence again.

"Erhua there, you don't have to worry about superfluous things. ”

Count Boria said in some silence: "By now, the Northland can no longer be defended. The people of Arcadila are only the initial temptation, the real power of the several kingdoms has not yet been moved, and if Elvar continues to stay here, the end will not be too good. ”

"Over the years, our family has also had many powers in the kingdoms of the South, and although it is not as good as the Northlands, it is impossible to maintain a decent life. ”

Hearing this, Adil didn't speak, just nodded silently.

This is indeed a wise choice.

Based on Adiel's understanding of Elvar, if the other party's character continues to stay in the Northland, in its current form, it will only be eaten by those people to the point that there are no bones left, and there will be no good end at all.

Count Boria was obviously well aware of his child's abilities, and he saw the situation around him very clearly, and he did not have any luck in his heart.

Time is slowly passing.

As if sensing that his life was coming to an end, Count Polya said a rare number of words, revealing many things from the past.

Feeling the emotions of the person in front of him, Adil was also very sensible and did not interrupt the other party, only occasionally asking some questions.

“···· According to the family's records, the continent we are on is actually very barren compared to other continents, not only is it poor in resources, but also lacks sufficient environment, and it is a place abandoned by wizards. ”

"Where those wizards are located, there are other continents, and there are many dangers on them, far more terrifying than ours. ”

"And your mother, in fact, was an elven refugee who wandered from another continent, was brought to this continent by those merchants, and was finally bought back by us, and that's why you were born. ”

Before she knew it, Boria was talking to Adiel's mother, muttering to herself.

"Refugees?" said Adil with some confusion.

"Yes, refugees. Count Boria shook his head, feeling that he was sober a little, and said affirmatively: "Decades ago, in the place where the elves are, it seems that a very terrible disaster broke out, in just a few years, several elven kingdoms collapsed one after another, and a large number of elven refugees were taken away by slave traders and sold around, and your mother was one of them. ”

"After your mother was bought, she couldn't communicate with us because of the language barrier. ”

"The only thing we know is that your mother was born into a minor nobleman in some elven kingdom. ”

Saying this, Polya paused, and then took out a coat of arms from the side, embroidered with a purple bird with a silver moon on its body.

"This is the coat of arms on your mother's body back then, representing her noble status, if you want to find your mother, if you have the opportunity in the future, you can use this to find out. ”

Listening to his words, Adil silently took the small coat of arms, and was silent for a while.

In front of him, Count Boria was still muttering, but his voice was getting quieter and quieter.

Adil stood there silently for a moment, waiting until the sound in front of him had completely died down before letting out a sigh.

At that moment, a strong hand suddenly reached out and slapped Adil on the shoulder.

Adil was shocked, and instinctively wanted to tear the hand away, but he didn't move.

"Adiel!!"

In front of Adil, Count Polya suddenly spoke, and his voice was hoarse but determined.

He grabbed Adil by the shoulder, and seemed to have exhausted the last shred of his life, and cried out there: "Promise me!! take care of Erhua for me!!"

Polya grabbed Adil's shoulder and shouted with all his strength, his face becoming hideous and terrifying.

His gaze was straight at Adil, and a pleading pleading appeared in his eyes.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Listening to Count Boria's words, Adil was a little silent.

Time passed slowly, and in front of him, Count Boria's life was rapidly fading, and the strength of the arm that had originally held his shoulder was getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to usher in the final journey.

Looking at the sadness in the other party's eyes, as well as the fading brilliance, Adil sighed and stood in place to speak.

"I'll do my best..." He spoke in a low voice, looking at the man in front of him.

As soon as the words fell, one arm hung down weakly, and finally lost the last bit of strength.