Chapter 6 Set out for your dreams

As the scroll was fully opened, Krazer noticed that many places on the scroll map were marked in red letters, which made him even more curious about the map. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Father, where is the red lettering on this map?" Kraser asked without looking up, apparently the map was more of a grabber to his attention than the previous two.

"Those are dangerous places! Generally speaking, there are either dragons infested, or they are entrenched by high-level Warcraft clans, some of which are left behind by the ruins or ancient battlefields left by the battle with the goblin clan more than 2,000 years ago, once you encounter such a place, you had better take a detour, or with your current strength, you will go to add food to Warcraft. Old Sherlock took the trouble to explain his problem in detail to Kraser.

The more Kreeser looked at it, the more frightened he became, and slowly put the map on the table, for fear of alarming the creatures in the danger zone marked in red on the map.

"That's it! My son! These three things have been on the continent with your father and me for more than 50 years, and now it's your turn, I hope you can make full use of them! If you have a chance to meet the owner of this arrow, remember to help me bring a greeting! Old Sherlock said with a smile.

"Don't worry! As soon as I touch her, I'll bring your greetings! I'm going to try this ring now! As if he had a new toy, Krazer took off the ring from his finger and put it on the table, brought the spatial ring on the table to his index finger, and rushed to the yard in high spirits. As he stood in front of the mountain of clothes, he waved his arm vigorously, but nothing happened.

Old Sherlock picked up the ring that Frazer had thrown on the table and looked at it, a flash of curiosity in his eyes.

"Old man, you can't lie to me, do you! Why didn't there be any reaction at all! Kratzer looked at his father suspiciously.

I saw the burly body of old Sherlock leaning against the door frame, smiling and leaning forwards and backwards, pointing at the puzzled Krazer and unable to say a word. Suddenly, Krazier's face turned red, and then he remembered that the space ring needs to be recognized, and no one can use the space ring without the master. Thinking of this, Krazer bit his finger and squeezed out a little blood to drip towards the ring, only to see a dazzling light flashing from the spatial ring, and after the light, a bunch of small words appeared on the ring. Frazer didn't have time to look closely, put the ring on his index finger, and waved his hand at the clothes piled up in the yard, only to see that the clothes in the yard suddenly disappeared with his movements.

Extremely excited, Krazer raised his hand and looked inside the ring with his mental power, only to see that the clothes only took up a small part of the space in the ring, and a large part of the space was not used, he turned back to his father and said. "The space for this ring is really big, the clothes in the yard are all packed in, and there is still a lot of space that is not used."

Old Sherlock smiled slightly, with an expression that you only knew.

"Where did you come from this broken iron ring!" Old Sherlock shook the ring he was holding.

Kratzer glanced at it and said with a red face: "What an iron ring, this is a ring, one of Old Jack's commissions!" That's right! I'm going to go to Old Jack's again in a moment, and I'm going to get back the consignment and the wine from his cellar! Krazer said excitedly, blushing.

"Oh! It's the reward for the mission! This formula is too simple! Old Sherlock shook the ring in his hand, which Krazer called a ring, and laughed loudly.

"That's it! Don't make fun of me! I'm going to go to Old Jack's again! Ha ha! I can't wait to see what his expression looks like when I've taken it away! Ha ha! With that, Kraser ran out of the house, and a gust of wind seemed to disappear.

Looking at his son's excited appearance, old Sherlock couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, he has been watching his son's performance in his heart for the past year, from a respected magician, to the current cripple who can't use any magic, no one will be able to accept this reality. Maybe it would be a good choice to let him go out for a walk, but after thinking of this, his attention was all focused on the iron ring in his hand, and he fell into deep thought.

Finally, before the sun went down, Kraser returned to Old Jack's yard again.

He shouted loudly outside the courtyard: "Old Jack, I'm back again, you can take as much wine as you promised me!" What you say doesn't count! ā€

Old Jack pushed open the door with a cigarette pouch in his mouth and walked out, followed by the big black dog.

"That's it! Come on! What the hell are you howling! I'm deafening to you! You go with Alexa! I didn't go because I didn't have a good leg. Old Jack pointed to the big black dog and said.

The big black dog stood up and walked slowly towards the cellar in the backyard, Krezer following closely behind him.

"What a funny boy, all the wine in the cellar will be enough for him to move next month!" Old Jack smiled, shook his head, and walked into the house, and before he could reach the door, Krazer and Alexei, the big black dog, had already walked back.

"Old Jack, give me the book now! I'm going to take it home today, and then I'm going to go straight to the next day or two, and I'm not going to come back! Krazer urged, rubbing his hands together.

"Alright! All right! Young people are just impatient! If you can't take it, I'll keep it for you, and when you come back, I'll treat you to a drink, remember to be safe on the road, think about the consequences before you do it, don't blindly rush, think twice before you do! Old Jack nagged as he took out the metal book and key, still not forgetting to say a word or two. Here's it! It's a book, a key, and a lot of gold on the road, but it's enough to last you for a while. You can just hang this key around your neck! ā€

Kratzer took the necklace and brought it directly to his neck, and then wiped it casually, and the metal book and money bag were gone! Then Krazer ran out of the yard as fast as he could, and the sound came from afar.

"Thank you for the wine! Old Jack, you just wait for my good news! ā€

At this time, Old Jack was still reminiscing about the surprise scene of the sudden disappearance of the metal book just now, and an ominous premonition was in his heart. He rolled his stiff neck and asked Alexey, the big black dog beside him, in a trembling voice. "Alexey! That was the Space Ring just now! You tell me how much wine is left in the cellar? ā€

At this time, Alexey, the big black dog, looked very depressed, he raised his head and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and suddenly spoke. "The cellar is so clean now that even the hardest working hamsters have to cry when they go in, Jack!"

"Ahh Stinky boy, stop me! How many buckets are you left behind! A bucket will do! After hearing the words of Alex, the big black dog, the cigarette pouch in Old Jack's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he chased him into the yard with great agility, but it was too late, and he had to wail. And Krezer has long since slipped away without a trace.

At this time, Kraser had already run to the foot of the mountain out of breath, listening to the wail of old Jack like a night owl coming from the hillside, he involuntarily shrunk his neck and quickened his pace to run in the direction of home.

A few days later, in the early morning, Kratzer walked out of the courtyard in his magic robe. At this time, the streets of the town were full of people, and old Sherlock followed Kreeser's side, telling something in his ear from time to time, and when people saw Kreeser coming, they all put down their work and looked at him reluctantly.

When Kratzer walked to the bar of the Wanderer's House, the old Beckman family was standing at the door of the tavern and looking at him, the old Beckman couple stood side by side, and their little granddaughter Lena was standing between the two, her big bright eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't cry out loud, and the junior apprentices of the Academy of Magic were also standing aside accompanied by their parents, everyone was crying silently, looking at Kraser's eyes full of reluctance.

Little Lena's mother, Jennifer, came out from the back of the baryard with a blue steed and walked up to Krezer and handed him the reins. Krazer looked around, and it was clear that the not very strong blue steed had been carefully cared for, and although the coat was not very pure, the hair on the whole body was spotlessly clean, and the slightly old saddle had been carefully wiped, and even the stirrups were polished. Seeing this, Krazer didn't know what this meant, and he was just about to open his mouth to refuse, but Jennifer stepped forward and said first.

"Don't be too busy refusing first, Krezer, I also have a small commission, you are going to Berkeley, the easternmost part of the empire, as far as I know, if you want to reach Berkeley, you must pass through the imperial capital of Wynether, I hope you can take a detour when passing through the imperial capital, and by the way, go to Barsto, the mercenary city near Wynethor, little Lena's father Leonid's Golden Lion Mercenary Group should be there, after you find the station of the Golden Lion Mercenary Group, you can just look for him directly, his full name is Leonid? Alfred, you can just give him this letter, and you can ask him for help if you have any difficulties in the imperial capital. ā€

As she spoke, Jennifer handed the reins to Kraser, and took out an envelope stamped with fire paint from her bosom, her words and deeds were full of concern.

Looking at Jennifer, who was staring at him, Frazer chose to take the reins, put the letter into the space ring, nodded gratefully, and didn't say anything. He knew in his heart that the letter would not be of much importance, but Jennifer was afraid that he would not be able to accept the steed, so she asked for a letter to be delivered. Moreover, he also pointed out that if he had difficulties, he could ask Little Lena's father for help, which was also to help him when he was in trouble on the road.

Glancing at the people who came to see them off, Kraser put everything into the space ring, carefully sorted out the mage robes on his body, and then led the horse towards the outside of the town.

The townspeople who came to see them off were reluctant to follow the Kreezer father and son all the way out of the town, and they were full of gratitude to the young man who was about to leave, because they knew that thanks to this young man, their children had the opportunity to learn magic, although they didn't learn much, but it was enough to make them proud of their children, otherwise it would be impossible for their children to be exposed to magic at this age.

Standing near the stone monument outside the town, Kraser turned around, waved his hand to the residents who followed him, and said: "Thank you for your concern, when I am not here, please help take care of my father, after I leave, he will be very lonely, I hope you will spend more time with him." Thank you! Let's get here, I'll get back as soon as I can. ā€

"I'll go to Grandpa Sherlock often, I'm very obedient!" Little Lena finally couldn't stop her tears and shouted loudly with a crying voice.

Old Sherlock picked up little Lena and laughed heartily: "Stinky boy, don't treat me as an old man who can't walk, my body is tougher than you think." ā€

Seeing the hearty smile on his father's face, Kraser turned over and rode on the blue steed, and without looking back, he waved his arms and rode along the road east of the town towards the nearest town, Gould, in the early morning sun. It's not that he doesn't want to turn around and say goodbye to everyone who came to see him off, it's just that he was afraid that once he saw the sad little faces of the children, he couldn't help but change the decision he made, so he chose to leave without looking back.

On the low hill to the west of the town, Old Jack held a long cylindrical object in his hand and looked at the back of Krazer from a distance with Alexey, the big black dog, and after he completely disappeared on the road outside the town, Old Jack put away the things in his hand as if he was playing a trick, put them into the cloth bag around his waist, and looked at the blue sky with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Alex, the big black dog beside him, suddenly said: "Jack, it's really okay to hand over the things to him!" He's still too young, and the painful period of magic backlash has only passed, aren't you afraid that he will be eaten by wild beasts or killed by robbers along the way? ā€

I saw Old Jack holding a cigarette pouch, taking a puff, and said: "Alexey, don't underestimate this little guy, his heart and character are very in line with my taste, didn't I release so many tasks in the past just to test him, and the magic backlash is not important, I have already handed over the magic gem to him, enough for him to release most of the magic." You haven't noticed it yet, but his spatial ring makes me curious. ā€

Alec, the big black dog, lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and said: "The special thing is that the space is a little larger, and there is nothing else!" ā€

Suddenly, he raised his head and said in surprise: "The space of his ring is not ordinarily large, it is very, very large, so much wine is enough for him to drink for two years, and he can even put it into the ring at one time, it is the first time I have seen a ring with such a large space!" ā€

Hehe! Old Jack took a deep breath of his cigarette and said with a smile: "It's not just that the ring has a lot of space, I once saw a special pattern tattoo on that little guy." Oh! No, it shouldn't be a tattoo, it's a magic circle carved on the back. I really can't think of anyone who can carve a detailed magic array on a human body, and that magic array always gives me a feeling that I have seen it somewhere, but I am older, and I really can't remember some long-term things. ā€

And Alexey, the big black dog standing beside him, also showed a hint of thought, he thought about it for a while, and didn't say anything more. In this way, the morning sun shone on this man and a dog, full of hope for the future.