There is a man who has been so different since birth.

As a fetus, his brain matures and actively receives information from his surroundings. When he was born, he didn't cry and scream, because he knew that crying was the behavior of a child. With intelligence alone, he already has the wisdom of an ordinary person when he was 5 years old.

He could speak in three days, he could write in five days, and when he was 1 year old, he had read all the books in the kingdom, and when he was 3 years old, he understood them all, and everything showed that he was a genius and a monster.

If they hadn't seen him, no one would have believed that there was such a genius in this world, and they couldn't believe it, because it was beyond people's comprehension.

Even in the new world where monsters are frequent, the bottomless world government has never encountered such a genius. No matter how you look at it, his wisdom has surpassed this world, and he and others are completely two dimensions.

If I had to say, it might only be a memory traveler who has this ability.

He saw with his own eyes the poverty of Balkimoa, and when there was a famine, it was his companions who saved their rations and fed them little by little; When there was a riot, they also tried their best to protect themselves, so that their weak bodies could survive.

He can still remember that at that time, in the great battle that destroyed the world, it was Grandpa Chris, who used his body to protect himself, blocking the boulders flying from the sky, and exchanged one life for another.

There was also a month of blizzard, which made the whole kingdom silent, and at this time, it was Uncle Enleko who dug himself out of the snow with his hands and saved his life, and the price was crippled.

"You are the savior of this country, and only you can save Balkimoa." This is their voice, and it is the consensus of all those who have met him. It's not praise, it's not boasting, it's not bragging, it's just facts, the simplest of facts.

Perhaps those who have not seen him will wonder how it is possible for a mortal to save a country. But as soon as I met this person, I changed my opinion.

He is a man who can do miracles.

Originally, as long as he was down-to-earth and grew up slowly, once his abilities were fully exerted, saving Balkimoa would be just a piece of cake. Unfortunately, he couldn't wait.

"Grandpa Chris, Uncle Enhleko, Aunt Tully, Uncle Jack...... And Edward, Tucker, Joe...... I can't let them bleed anymore, they have done enough for me. Now it's time for me to repay them. Even if the devil on the other side costs my soul, it doesn't matter, as long as I can save Balkimoa, everything doesn't matter. I can give everything. The young man's eyes were full of determination.

In the mood to put everything in order, he stopped the convoy of the Shinra.

"Stop, stop." He shouted, ignoring the guards.

Caesar reads "Wonderful New World" in his hand, written by the famous explorer Christopher Columbus, and in such a small place, he can only do so.

"Huh?" Caesar frowned, "What's going on?" ”

The carriage came to a sudden stop, apparently in an emergency.

"That's right, there's a riot blocking the road ahead." The guard hurriedly replied.

"Well, it seems to be a poor man," Felena sighed, having met them a hundred times along the way, "give them some food." ”

Delicious food has no effect, because the other party's purpose is not at all. Slowly, the quarrel became louder.

"I want to meet your chief, the biggest official here. and not to be held back by you. ”

"Alright, boy, is Your Majesty the Prince the one you said you would see? This is food, so divide it equally with the other refugees. If you do this again, Lao Tzu will slaughter you. "The guards are very arrogant, this guy is too ignorant.

"Hmph, you're really good at talking. The HRE is here to visit, if you really want to do it, I will not die or not, dare to kill the civilians of Balkimoa at will, you will die. "The youth show no signs of weakness.

"Bastard," the guard was furious, the imp, to give him some color. His Royal Highness the Prince cannot be kept waiting.

"Looks like there's something going on." Justinian said, "Then I'll go and see." ”

"I'll go too, it's just boring." Caesar said.

"No," Justinian pondered, "your whereabouts must be kept secret, and you must not show your face." ”

"Hee-hee, it's okay, I've been prepared." Ferrena said that she had already considered the situation. I took out my tools and started putting on makeup. After a while, another person appeared.

"Look, baby, it's completely different."

"Well, indeed, it's just another person. Queen mother. Justinian looked at it for a moment and nodded.

"Hey, this, that's it?" Caesar wondered. Put a wig on your head, a little mustache on the top, and then, there will be no more.

Could this be someone else? How did Caesar think he could see through it at a glance? Is it a joke or is it that the people of this world are so big that they can't see such a lame disguise?

"Of course, my dear, you've changed too much. I won't even recognize you. Ferrena said earnestly. That's what she really thinks.

"If you don't believe me, call someone in and have a look," Justinian suggested. He didn't know how Caesar could have doubted such a "seamless" disguise. Such a miraculous stunt turned out to be a completely different person.

So-

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, and you?"

"This is the Kingdom's newly hired advisor, Mr. Jean Lang."

"Hey, dear Monsieur Jean Langke, do you have any orders?"

Left behind is a speechless Caesar, who has despaired of human intelligence.

"No, no"

"Look, I'll just say there's no problem." After the guards went down, Ferrena said, "However, I even suspect my mother, this is not a good child. As she spoke, a dangerous glint appeared in her eyes.

"Uh, yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. ”

As time passed, the young man's heart gradually cooled. Why, why, for such a long time, the owner of the convoy has not come out, is it possible to say that this time it was in vain? Am I going to have to wait a few years for the kingdom to continue to bleed?

Bastard, the guard yelled, this little ghost, he must be taught a lesson. If you dare to entangle, you will kill him as a mob, anyway, little Balkimoa still dares to protest against the great kingdom of the HRE? This is a big joke.

"Come out and save this country."

"Hmm," cried the young man, and the intense pain made him twitch, but no amount of physical pain could hide the pain in his heart.

"I'll let you talk nonsense, little bastard, little bastard, let you get in the way." First, he punched and kicked a few times, breaking the young man's head and bleeding.

"Don't hurt him." When the surrounding people saw it, they were all anxious. This is the hope of the Kingdom of Balkimoa, and it must not be harmed in the slightest, and as soon as he dies, the country will really be finished.

Immediately, several people stopped in front of the young man, and even used their own bodies to lie on top of him and beat him on his behalf.

"You're like this, we'll do it."

"What bullshit Shinra, I really think I'm something."

The civilians were messy, and the more anxious ones even took action. The scene got out of hand.

"No, everyone, you can't beat them. Get out of the way. "The one who can stay calm may be the young man, he clearly knows the strength of both sides. If someone dies because of him, he will be guilty for the rest of his life.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around," the guard furious, "it seems that you untouchables want to attack the great kingdom of the HRE, so let's die." He made up his mind that the time had been delayed for too long, and he could not displease His Royal Highness, and as for Balkimoa, he had already ignored it.

"Brothers, slaughter—"

"Stop, what's going on?" A majestic voice reached the young man's ears, stopping the chaotic situation, the scene was unusually quiet, and the sun that had not been seen for a long time also fell sporadically, shining in the eyes of the young man.

Could this be a ray of hope?