Daystar was fully prepared for this moment, and he carefully wrapped the mirage tears tightly with a piece of dragon skin, and set dozens of spells on the dragon skin.

I'm guessing that the magic is "customized", and the magic that Daystar says is fixed to the object and can be maintained without the caster's continuous casting, collectively referred to as "customization".

Then our return voyage will be ready to go, although half of the personnel will be lost, but what can we say? Could it be that I don't have deep feelings for them, so I don't feel pity and sadness? Daystar says this kind of rhetoric is cold-blooded, I don't know what I should do, change it?

Leaving the Ice Crystal Palace is much more difficult than when I came, the Ice Crystal Palace without light is as dark as a black hole, and even my night vision eyes are ineffective when there is no light at all. But it doesn't matter, everything has a morning star.

He took out a glass-enclosed box from his pocket, which contained candles, and he took them out and lit them and put them back in the box, and the darkness was illuminated at once.

I asked him what it was and he told me it was a lamp.

But how is this different from the spherical magic lamp used on the road? The magic lamp isn't burning, is it?

He also told me that it was a very old lamp, from a very distant time, when all lamps could only be lit by flames, and that the magic lamp ball was invented later. In comparison, this lamp can be said to be an antique!

Can it only be lit with a flame...... It may seem like a common thing to others, but for those of you who are already familiar with the formula of light magic, it is incredible. But what is that "antique"?

Daystar laughed when he heard my question, and he said, "It's a bit difficult, and it takes a lot of conditions to explain it...... and he was in a state of distress.

"It's okay!" I said, "We'll have a lot of time when we're out!" ”

Daystar laughed again, and he ruffled my hair, but I didn't mind. He kept muttering: "That's right, there's still a lot of time to go out, a lot of time." That's a good thing to say......"

It's a bit tricky to get up from the black hole, but that's okay, I can turn back into wolf form and climb up the cliffs and carry them up one by one. But the only one who can enjoy the fact that I carry it alone is Daystar, and everyone else? I'm sorry, just a few people and a few people to make do with it, don't worry, I have a lot of strength, and I won't fall if there are only a few people.

The strange thing is that I have promised it like this, why are those people even more afraid that I will fall after hearing this? Humans are so weird...... Oh no, I'm also human now, I'm human too. Then ...... What a strange group of mercenaries this group is!

After that, it was much simpler, and the return trip always felt faster than when I came, but for me, it was the beginning of a new world, and Daystar may feel very short, but I feel very long.

The mercenary and Daystar were separated in a small town on the edge of the snowfield, and as he was leaving, Daystar took out a heavy bag of stones from the ring and handed it to the mercenary, I could feel the magic flowing of the stones inside the bag.

After the mercenaries left, it was time to be free, and for me, the town was only seen from afar. When we got closer, we red wolves didn't like the smell of people in the house, and they always thought that our red wolves would only attack when they got close, and they hated each other. It's different now, everything outside of the snow is new to me, and there is a drive to learn about new worlds, new things, new rules, I think, this is probably what Daystar calls "curiosity" and "curiosity", right?

It's really, a, very, very! A new experience!

Oh yes, the word "novelty" was also taught to me by Daystar, he really knows everything!

Later, when I was looking at the stars, I said, "I really want to record every day," and Daystar told me, "Why don't you write a diary?" But what is a diary? He said, "A diary is to write down the deepest thoughts of the day, and that is a diary." ”

Then I "learned" to keep a diary, but I didn't know what to write in a diary, and Daystar encouraged me that it didn't matter if it was only one or two sentences, so I could only write one or two sentences a day as a diary.

Later, Daystar took me to many places, and I wrote a lot of diaries, but I hated that I wrote too few words, and the large blank space on the brown book that Daystar gave me was wasteful, and I didn't know what to write, so I decided to draw the scenery that I thought was beautiful. At first, the drawing was very ugly, the pen always didn't listen to me, and the lines were crooked. But that's okay! Daystar said that if you draw, you will look good!

Later, when I was robbed of my gold coins by the locals with a string of shells, Daystar decided to teach me the prophecies of the various common races, including the writing of lingua franca, dragons, elves, humans, and beasts.

I really don't understand, so many races are humanoid, why can't everyone use the same language, the same font, the same civilization?

Daystar laughed for a long time at my question, and then said, "That's the charm of this continent, isn't it?" ”

I don't seem to understand, but I'm still very obedient and obedient to learn every day. Even if I don't understand even more, why can't orc language be the same as beast language if we are both beasts? I have to learn again, it's so annoying!

I thought that the days of travel would last forever, but suddenly one day I collapsed, I didn't know what happened, I just felt like my heart was being thrown into a blender. At the last moment before closing my eyes, I saw Daystar's nervous and worried face, and the last moment before I lost consciousness I heard Daystar exclaim and keep calling my name.

I don't seem to have said I had a name, have I?

In the past, Daystar always called me "Little Black" and "Little Black", but then I learned other languages and gave myself a name - "Haman Kamanos"! It means "wolf" in dragon language and "madness" in orc language, and the crazy wolf always feels like it suits me perfectly. When I told Daystar about this, Daystar understood what I was thinking after reading both sides, and then came over with a wicked smile and tickled me. I was happy and unconvinced, I was very happy that Daystar knew me so well, but I couldn't hide anything from him, and I felt a little lost when I was guessed all of a sudden.

What is it that makes you lost? Maybe I'm too useless in front of Daystar, right? A little bit is fine, I want to help too, it's okay anywhere.

When I opened my eyes again, the antique lamp hanging overhead was very glaring. Turning my head, Daystar waited by the bedside waiting for me to wake up, with unlet worry and helplessness on my face, I felt that I was really so bad and bad, I hadn't done anything for him, and I still made him so worried.

I struggled to get up, but Daystar pressed me back again, and he told me in a helpless tone.

He told me that the organs in my body were transplanted with fresh wolf corpses, but I didn't expect that after so long, it would suddenly react with my modified body, and the organs that were originally low in activation are now decaying at an accelerated rate, unless new organs are transplanted within a year...... And it had to be transplanted from a live wolf, or I would die.

"Sure enough, I've had enough, it's time to go back."

What does that mean? I asked the question, but Daystar didn't answer me.

Daystar was silent for a long time, and I didn't dare to speak to break the silence. It wasn't until I woke up that the half-candle that was still half of it was about to burn out, and Daystar suddenly blew me up with one sentence:

"Would you like to be my son?"

Son? Son!

Without hesitation, I replied, "Yes!" ”

"Then let's leave tomorrow!" Daystar smiled, "I'll take you to see the only magical academy in the world that I built single-handedly!" ”