Liszt, who had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, could no longer support himself after reading a diary full of strong fatherly love and many shocking secrets. Leaning against the fire, Liszt fell into a deep sleep......

The autumn sun rises slowly, the warm sunlight banishes the dark cold, and the autumn wind blows quietly. The comfortable weather gave Liszt no desire to wake up, and he was still wandering in a deep sleep. Seven-year-old Liszt is still in the stage of growing his body, and his requirements for sleep time are still relatively long, so that it is close to noon, and Liszt is still sleeping soundly. You must know that under the training of the old American hunters in the previous life, no matter how tired he was, Liszt would not have more than five hours of sleep.

The son of a noble man of Kaltim, Hadrrig Eamon grew up with a good aristocratic education, but he was more interested in an adventurous life. Every time he opened the Imperial Code of Laws that his father ordered him to study, Haedrig was bubbling with boredom, poor Hadriger's ideal was to be a legendary blacksmith and create a legendary equipment that would last for centuries, but alas, alas, Haedrig sighed silently in his heart, it's a pity that my generation of legendary blacksmith masters can only be reduced to a boring diplomat in this life, taking over the mantle of my old antique father? Thinking of this, Hadrrig, who was strolling through the jungle, let out another long sigh.

Hadrig had sneaked out of his father's manor that day, and he wanted to go to the town outside Curast to relax, and by the way, Hans's blacksmith shop. Only the honest Hans can treat him, the eldest young master of a wealthy family, equally. Thinking of this, Hadrrig became excited again: "This time I must build my first dagger!" ”

Humming a cheerful little tune, Hadrig walked through the shade of the trees, and he hadn't touched a hammer for more than a month, and his hands were itching. As he got closer to the town he remembered, Hadrig felt that something was wrong.

"What's going on? How can there be a burning smell in the air? Also, I remember the last time I was here, I could already see the tall church in the town? What's going on? Hasn't it arrived yet? Hadrrig's mind was full of doubts, and he quickened his pace, and the uneasiness in his heart deepened, and he had a sense of foreboding as he looked at the dry and rotten trees around him......

"My ...... Sky...... Akarat is on top, God, what's going on?! "Finally, Hadrrig walked out of the woods, however, when the terrible ruins of the town appeared before him, Hadrig was shocked and incoherent." No! That's impossible! It was fine a month ago, Akarat is on top, Brother Hans? Sister Mary? Where are you?! Haderig burst into tears. The town was undoubtedly ruined, and the two people he cared about the most were almost certainly gone with it. But there was still a glimmer of hope in Hadrig's heart, and he rummaged through the rubble. Suddenly, he saw a house that had not been completely burned down, and there was still a fire with green smoke inside. "There's still someone here! And survivors! Hadrrig was overjoyed and hurried in.

"Huh? It's not ......" Hadrrig looked at Liszt in his sleep, and his heart was in doubt. Hadrig had a strong influence on the child, who was withdrawn and never talked to strangers, but his oriental and exotic appearance was a rarity, and he remembered that the child also had a powerful-looking hunter father with a handsome oriental face. "But why is this kid alone? What's really going on here? Puzzled, Hadrrig sat down beside Liszt.

The insignificant vigilance in Liszt's heart still worked, and the voice of Haderig pulled him from his sleep. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Liszt looked at Hadrrig and remembered the strange man for a long time. In Liszt's mind, this gentleman was an out-and-out eccentric, a decent nobleman, but he always liked to make up for Uncle Hans's dirty blacksmith shop. Thinking of Uncle Hans, Liszt sighed again in his heart, it was all over.

"Did you wake you up, little friend?" Haderig was a little embarrassed, but the anxiety and questions in his heart overwhelmed everything, "What the hell is going on?" Why did the town become like this? What about Big Brother Hans and Sister Mary? Are there any other survivors? Hadrrig spat out a barrage of questions, and Liszt, who had just woken up, was dizzy. But Liszt was patient and answered what he did not want to recall.

"As you can see, an evil mage ruined everything, and my father desperately rescued me, and I was the only survivor, my father, Uncle Hans, and Aunt Mary......" Liszt couldn't go on, but the sadness in his tone made Hadrrig understand. Hadrrig stared blankly at the fire on the ground, he couldn't believe this terrible fact. "It can't be! How so! Damn mage! They all deserve hell! At first, Hadrrig murmured in grief, but at the thought of the culprit of it all made him grit his teeth, eager to tear all the mages to pieces.

It took a long time for Haderig to fully digest all this, and Liszt ignored him anymore, silently packing up and preparing to go. Haderig came out of his stupor, and when he saw little Liszt, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity in his heart. "Little one, my name is Hadrrig Eamon, you can call me Hadrigg, what's your name?"

Liszt glanced at this noble child, and sighed lightly in his heart, no matter what, he was also a good man, and he was still a friend of Uncle Hans, "My name is Liszt, you can call me by my name directly." Liszt said as he packed his bags, "Do you have anything else, I'm leaving." ”

"Well, where are you going? Do you have any other family members? If you're the only one, why don't you go to my father's manor first, and we can take care of you. Haderiger was immensely sympathetic to a child who had been forced by disaster to be precocious at such a young age.

"No need, I have my own business to do, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Hadrig, but I don't need to bother you." Liszt politely returned. Liszt had already made up his mind that he was going to the capital of Kegistan, Kurast, and from the port of Kurast he would take a boat to the mainland of Canduras, where Lady Nataya, who was clearly close to her father, was there, and he wanted to bring this diary to her, and likewise, he hoped to be able to get her guidance for witcher training. He had read the witcher's training manual that his father had left behind, but it was difficult for him to understand a lot of the knowledge he had about the use of energy, which was contrary to his worldview.

"Really? You don't have to be embarrassed, my home is huge, and living with one of your children won't make any difference! "Hadrrig is in a hurry, how can he let such a child run alone! It's cruel.

Just as Liszt was about to reject Hadrrig's offer again, a jumble of footsteps outside the room interrupted the conversation between the two men.

"Who's in there? Come out! ”