Somewhere on the border of Ainia village on November 7, 19547 in the imperial calendar

Bored lying on the oak table, the frost feathers that had not been processed properly caused by the sawdust that stood up were painful, and he kept adjusting the position of his arms to barely feel a little comfortable.

On October 25, 1957 in the imperial calendar, after receiving an investigation commission from the subordinates of the great magician of the imperial capital, Rodsfar, Border Ainia selected a group of students with the best magical qualifications from the village to start teaching, and the scheduled teaching period was only two weeks, and the purpose of teaching was to train the magicians of the empire for the federal army composed of Western countries.

It's said that it's training, but it's just conscription, and Frost Feather knows that the selected children will be trained as elites.

Individuals in a closed environment will obey authority and power, and those who have authority and power will do it without limits. The so-called elite is nothing more than a pawn of the nobility, and useless will be discarded.

After analyzing this phenomenon of subordination, Frost Feather's reluctance to join the army became even more intense, even though he was the most gifted of the children, and he would use first-order magic at the age of fourteen.

In other words, he is not only the first person in the village to magic, but he is also one of the best magic geniuses in his age, but when he thinks of the ugly face of the noble, he even ignores his personal humanity and conscience, and even to put it to the extreme, anyone can be qualified for the title of demon.

In terms of conclusion, even if he is cultivated by the great magician Lozfar, he will eventually become a pawn of the aristocracy, and he will be regulated by the outside world, far beyond his personal essence.

When he was a child, he already recognized the world, and what he felt in his heart was not that something was wrong, but that it was the same.

When he first received his education, everyone had learned the idea that all men were equal under the laws of the Empire, and what Frost Feather had learned was that everyone was equal and irreplaceable, but unlike the surface of these words, inequality could be easily detected in the words and deeds of the nobles.

Why do we eat stiff grains while the nobles eat fruit in delicate glass plates?

Why are we usually reluctant to use sugar seasonings, but aristocrats can eat milk candy that is so sweet that their teeth hurt at any cost?

Why do we live on such a humble border, where a resting place of the nobility is a thousand times more luxurious than this village?

However, in an environment where you want to be a good child, even if you are different from the children of the nobility, you must be said by everyone to be an important existence, taught to serve the country, and afraid that if you do not abide by this superficial word, you will be charged as a bad child.

So, a good boy should try not to let himself fall into a bad boy.

Then, when the strength is clearly distinguished, the good children begin to despise the bad children in their hearts, avoid associating with them, and think that they are one level higher than the bad children when they learn a little skin. As long as you become a magic chanter, you can be admitted to a good magic school, then promoted to a military school, and finally become a general admired by everyone.

Unlike the bad boys, they travel the shortest distance on this track, starting and ending under the rules and conditions they are given, but they become pawns of the nobles, slaves under the rules.

In order to continue to be a good child in this environment, you must really continue to meet the expectations of others and not violate any expectations.

But Frost Feather is tired of this kind of life, disgusted with this kind of life, why are the nobles inferior to us, but they enjoy our fruits, and we still have to nod for them.

Looking at his hometown, he witnessed his parents die at the hands of demonic beasts, and as the noble commander of this area, he was so frightened that he gathered all the guards just to protect himself and his family.

Behold, what a great father, who, for the sake of his family to squeeze the last vestiges of the people, though afterwards the nobles were removed from their posts, I heard that it was only a change of region.

In his hometown, Ainia Village, he could only see layers of overwhelming feudal and lawless crimes, and it was not the commoners who committed the crimes, but the nobles.

Repeatedly facing reference books and cultivation according to the requirements every day, competing with their classmates for magic, this feeling is in the middle of the study war, they regard those students who play all day as losers, in an environment where grades are everything, they naturally despise those students who have no qualifications, but on the other hand, most of them don't believe that their brains are particularly smart, at first, they use conditions as an excuse, but later, their little pride, but they have been frustrated by Frost Feather, a real genius, for a long time.

While they were still studying hard and trying to learn the first order of magic, Frostfeather was already able to use water magic flexibly, and at this moment he had won the favor of Lozfar.

Although the village chief had agreed that someone would pick him up and take him to the imperial capital early tomorrow morning, rather than being a magician of the empire and being bound by the nobility, Frost Feather would rather become an adventurer, a non-governmental organization that is not confined to any country.

Tick.

A drop of water fell to the ground, and a torrential downpour followed.

"Tsk, it's such a good weather, it's a shame not to pick up something you like."

Frostfeather looked up at the dark clouds and muttered to herself, hearing that the nobleman Rosentir had sent a merchant to Ainia Village to buy grain, so it was better to take this opportunity to make a fortune.

The white shadow flashed, and Frost Feather, who was still sitting in the position, had quickly run out of the dilapidated wooden house, aiming for the chamber of commerce in the city.

Jumped on the roof of the house to look for it, but the Chamber of Commerce saw it, but it didn't see the carriage responsible for transporting the goods, Frost Feather jumped between several rooftops, sniffing the breath of wealth to find, although he didn't see the truck, but he saw a teenager and a teenager fighting with a group of people in a small alley, Frost Feather was ready to jump down to help, although he was not wearing a weapon, but the opponent was just a thug with a machete, and he should be able to easily defeat him by relying on water magic.

"You guys, three against two is too unfair!"

The boy protected the girl behind him, this is his sister, and his only relative, he was surrounded by this group of thugs just by colliding with the nobleman Rosentier on the road, and he knew that Rosentier did it.

"yes, two-on-three might be a bit dangerous, and there's a girl - then, if it's three-on-three, the conditions are equal?"

After the boy's voice, a childish voice pierced the air in the alley.

The boy was taken aback and looked around, and the thugs hurriedly looked around, but there was no figure in the entrance of the alley or in the alley that looked like a sound.

As a result, as if to show them in confusion, Frostfeather fell from the sky, and a puddle of water appeared where her right foot landed, and Frostfeather fell on the blister, falling on all fours.

- Originally, it would have been like this, but the blister swelled bigger and bigger, the area was a full square meter, although it was water, but it had the toughness of a trampoline, and Frost Feather naturally fell on it, without being hurt by a little impact, and then the water droplets broke, but surprisingly, Frost Feather did not have a single water stain on his body.