"Why?" Arthur looked at the powerful man in front of him:

"Komulin, why should I call Arthur Aslanti. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Because, that's your name."

Komulin carefully knelt in front of Arthur, and carefully put on Arthur's body the robe he had snatched from the window:

"Haha, it's just the right size, it's like it's made for you!"

As he spoke, Komulin took out a silver mask from his sleeve robe, which was carved with intricate patterns, and Arthur looked at the mask curiously and wondered what it was for, only to see Komulin put the mask on his face.

The sky seemed to get smaller, and Arthur could only peek out at the sky from the black hole in his eye.

"Why?"

Arthur asked again, and as his mouth was blocked by a thick mask, his voice changed from his original immaturity to a slightly hoarse and attractive male voice.

Komulin looked at the young man in front of him, with black hair, purple eyes, and the black robe he had just worn swayed with the wind, which could show the thinness of the young man even more. Komulin stretched out his hand and stroked the young man's long hair a few times, and said with a gentle smile:

"You understand when you see him."

"Who?"

Arthur didn't give up.

"You'll find out when you see it, but not now."

Komulin did not continue to answer Arthur's question, and looked to the far east.

Arthur looked down at the clothes on his body, reached out and stroked the mask on his face, and finally looked at Komulin with a firm look in his eyes, and whispered:

"Where are we going?"

Komulin stood up, looked at the child in front of him, who was not yet thigh-high, and whispered:

"Haven't you always wanted to learn real magic and become a real alchemist? The path of cultivation is ready, and I will teach you everything I can, to the best of my ability. ”

Arthur nodded, and sincerely but reverently according to the teachings in the books he had read before, knelt down on one knee and said to Komulin:

"Then, Master, please teach."

Komulin nodded:

"If there is no nostalgia, we are going to go."

Arthur looked around, and finally hesitantly ran to the unconscious Yadi, picked up a wooden stick and wrote crookedly on the ground, and after a while, a crooked Arthur Yaslanty was engraved on the ground, only to see Arthur bow his head and whisper in Yadi's ear:

"I know you can hear me, remember it's my new name."

Komulin looked at Arthur's actions with some surprise, only to see Arthur stand up calmly and return to Komulin's side and pull up a corner of his robe:

"Let's go."

"Hmm."

Komulin nodded, picked up the young Arthur and stepped into the silver dragon and left into the distance. In the smoke that had not yet dispersed, there was a gradual sound of conversation:

"Why, do that?"

"I don't like to owe favors to others."

"Hehe, Arthur, you're still the same as before...... Ruthless. ”

The voice gradually faded away with the airflow, and the person lying on the ground, slowly moving his limbs, squatted up from the ruins, Yadi scratched his fiery red hair, and the human skin mask on his face was destroyed because of the battle, gradually revealing Yadi's true face, a young and energetic face, he looked at the trajectory of the silver dragon in the sky, and a smile spread at the corner of his mouth:

"I'll see you again, I hope you're already strong at that time, so you can ......"

Arthur, who had departed with Comulin, arrived at dusk to another prosperous town, larger and richer than Greentown, as evidenced by the flow of people on the streets and the abundance of shops in the shops.

Komulin led Arthur into a nondescript inn. It is said to be inconspicuous because in this prosperous town, among all the shops that strive to attract customers, only this inn is deserted, and even Arthur, who stepped into the inn, was curious to see that there were no people at this inn, only the shopkeeper was still dozing off at the counter.

Komulin didn't care about any of this, he walked straight to the counter and placed a bag of gold coins on top of it, the crisp sound of which opened the eyes of those who were dozing inside. The man looked like he had been woken up, and placed a dirty key in front of them:

"Fifth floor, empty room, good luck to you."

Komulin silently took the key, ignoring his conversation, and turned to carry Arthur up the stairs. The man at the counter looked at Komulin's back and muttered:

"What an indifferent person, every time I come."

I went back to sleep.

Komulin carried Arthur to the fourth floor, and did not move, Arthur pointed to the floor in surprise and said to Komulin:

"Hey, there's no fifth floor at all?"

Komulin grinned at the corner of his mouth and walked casually to a dusty door inside, Arthur held his breath as Komulin pushed it open, but he didn't feel the smell of decay that should have been. Arthur opened his eyes curiously, only to see a different side.

Inside this door, there was another busy crowd. It's like a world cut off inside a door. Komulin took Arthur to his room, put Arthur on the bed, and began to pack his belongings. Arthur sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the window to look at the scenery outside, then turned to Komulin and asked:

"Master, is there anything peculiar about this inn?"

"Hmm." Komullin replied as he packed his baggage:

"It's peculiar."

"Where's that peculiarity?"

Arthur adheres to the principle that a good student must ask questions to the end, and continues to ask questions.

"Oh, peculiar."

Komulin packed up his bags and placed some special bottles and cans on the table, and then sat down on a stool with a cigarette in his mouth:

"I can't tell you yet, but you can't go in yet, let's go to the black market tonight."

"Why?"

Komulin scratched his hair:

"There is a lack of medicinal herbs, let's see if I can find it tonight, and I will prepare to build a foundation for you."

"Tsukiki!"

As soon as Arthur heard this, he jumped up and down, as if he was frightened.

Komulin calmly stretched out his palm and pressed Arthur's from the bed, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and then explained slowly:

"Where do you think your Xuan Rank came from, it was supported by black power at all, without that power, Xuan Rank? Heh, it doesn't exist at all. That black power can't be casually displayed to outsiders, unless it is used to save your life, otherwise you can't let him appear in front of everyone until you don't have absolute power. Do you understand? ”

Arthur heard the unusual nature of this black force from Komulin's words that suddenly became serious, and nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood.