The large caste clan land is located in a hidden forest, and this hideaway in the shape of a mountain blends perfectly into the environment. Talia led the boy through a long corridor topped with vines to a platform in the mountains, where an elderly man led a group of people waiting for them.

“.... You asked me to train a fool? ”

The older man said to Talia unhappily. Her spine was crooked by her age, making her look less than half as tall as Talia, but that didn't detract from the powerful aura she exuded.

"Dakla, this kid is very talented"

Talia bowed to the old man and spoke, the old man squinted at the woman in front of him for a while, and then moved her cloudy gaze to the young man behind the woman.

"Talia, you know that our big caste has the rules of our big caste"

"I understand, Darkara"

Talia said this, but she didn't show the slightest intention of backing down. After a stalemate between the two of them, the old man compromised.

“... Okay, so do you want to cure this kid's brain? He wasn't born stupid."

Darcola could tell that Jason's brain was injured, and that the big caste was a magical clan that had magic to heal such injuries.

Reflecting on her father's words, Talia said:

"No"

"Yes, I see, what's this kid's name?"

"Jason... Jason. Todd"

Talia left, leaving Jason here. A group of curious people gathered around to observe him. This is the first time in many years that a large caste has taken in outsiders.

"What are you looking at, go and go busy with your go"

Dakora dispersed the crowd and led Jason to the training ground. She has trained many people, some with high talent and some with mediocre talent, but this is the first time to train a person with a not normal mind, and there are many who are not mentally normal.

Lei Xiao. Profound. Gu didn't let the boy stay in the League of Assassins to train, which meant that the boy's level was either beyond that of the League of Assassins, or there was some other reason why he was sent here.

Dakra accepted the boy because she could feel some kind of cog of fate in the boy.

"Accents!"

"You call me, Dakra"

A white-haired woman dressed in a black robe walked over and saluted the old man.

"Help me test this kid's abilities"

Eisens's eyes, which seemed to have no pupils, looked at Jason, who was standing behind the old man, and asked uncertainly:

"He's just an ordinary person, right?"

Essens is a nameless daughter, and her magical cultivation is high among the big castes, so let her test an ordinary person?

"Well, just don't get killed"

“.... Okay"

Although he didn't understand why Darcola had asked him to test an ordinary person, Adams began to cast magic according to Darcola's wishes.

Darkela left the center of the field, leaving the clearing for Axens and Jason.

Eisens first unleashed a small amount of magic to test Jason, and then Jason dodged and began to increase his attack magic. After dodging the attack a few times, Jason finally sensed something and began to counterattack, using his speed to quickly get close to Axens, who was attacking him, but Essens's magician space, hand-to-hand combat was not advantageous for Jason.

"Oh, no wonder Talia said this kid was very talented."

The fact that Jason's movements look professionally trained, but he can reach this level without the deliberate command of his brain, which is enough to show how intense this child's previous training was, even big enough to carve combat into instinct.

"Looks like that little imp from Rayshaw wants to cultivate a secret weapon"

But it's impossible to dodge Ashens' magical attacks all the time by instinct. Without enough rationality to coordinate and command his body, Jason was soon defeated by Ashsens's men.

"Interesting"

Watch Jason be knocked to the ground again and again by Eisens's magic, and get up again and again. Dakora took out two knives and threw them in the middle of the field.

When he saw the two blades thrown in, Axens looked at Darcola in surprise.

"I'm going to have to do something real, Essens"

Jason didn't know anything, and after being knocked to the ground several times, he instinctively picked up all the weapons he could around and continued to attack the woman in front of him.

Adams looked at the boy who had attacked her with blades on both sides, confused, and began to re-gather her magic.

This time, her magic was shattered by the blade in Jason's hand before it could reach him. Eisens frowned, the two blades in Jason's hand were knives known as the blades of the big caste, and this knife was a recognition of people. Why can this boy be used?

In a distraction, Jason came to Eisens's close at great speed, and looking at the blade that was about to pass through his body, Eisens hurriedly cast spatial magic and left the position before being pierced by the blade of the big caste.

"Careless"

Dalkara chuckled.

“... I'm very sorry."

Looking at the clothes that had been cut by a knife cut on his waist, Accents said in a slightly apologetic tone.

"It doesn't matter"

Darkela controlled Jason who rushed over with a single blow, and then said:

"It's just that this brain is a little troublesome"

"Don't you need to be cured?"

Eisens asked curiously, wouldn't there be a problem with training like this?

"That guy Rayshaw doesn't know what he's trying to do. Basic communication didn't seem to be a problem though."

Dakora looked at Jason, who had stopped attacking, and said with satisfaction.

"So you're not going to train him in a big-caste way?"

"No, since he's here, let the world train him"

Darcola found another person to take Jason down and arrange a place to live.

"Why did you give him that knife?"

After watching Jason's vanishing figure, Essens still didn't understand why the Great Caste Blade was a weapon that many monks coveted, and why Dakra would give it to a stranger?

"Well, as soon as the kid appeared, the knife kept screaming...."

"Hustle? To an ordinary person? ”

"Yes"

That's why Dakra didn't argue with Talia too much, and when the boy stepped into the land, the Blade of the Great Caste, who had been silent, spoke out for the first time. The knife will choose its master, and it chooses him.

“... Who is he? ”

Darkela's answer aroused Eisens's curiosity.

“... Chosen by fate"