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"Help, help!"

Richard shouted in panic and sat up from the bed, his clothes soaked in cold sweat. When he looked up, it was dawn, and it was just a nightmare.

Coming out of the room, on the table in the living room, there was a piece of bread and a cold dish, and Richard finished eating it sullenly and walked out into the street to relax.

The fierce mercenaries who shuttled back and forth, and the knights who occasionally passed by on horseback, told Richard that this was another world, and that it was just a dream.

A familiar person approached him.

Jells always looked personable, the saber at his waist was replaced by a more fancy one, bowed slightly to Richard, and said with a smile: "Dear Richard, how are you thinking about it?" ”

He was in a trance, pulled back to reality by Jels's voice, Richard glanced at him, and replied with a cold face: "Jels, as Leah's brother, I have decided to respect her opinion. Please come back. ”

Jelles' smile vanished, and he suspected that his ears had misheard! Can such tough words come out of Richard's mouth?

He said angrily, "Tomorrow is the Arcane Ceremony!" Do you want to be kicked out of the clan without my help! ”

Richard snorted, he had already awakened his talent, and this kid didn't know it. He waved his hand in disgust, as if chasing flies: "You go, don't think about Leah's affairs." ”

Jelles' face darkened, what tone was this waste talking to him? If it weren't for Liya, he wouldn't have bothered to look at this kind of garbage!

The guards behind looked like they were about to make a move, but Jers stopped them, stared at Richard and said, "You'll regret it." ”

Richard was really a little scared, and now he was powerless except for the Stigmata Master's talent, and he muttered, "You, what do you want to do!" ”

Jells said resentfully, "You are good-looking in the Arcane ceremony!" While you still have a chance to regret it today, as long as you kneel down and lick my shoes, I can let you go. ”

After stacking the harsh words, Jelce left angrily, Richard was worried, and after a while, he returned to the family and stayed in the room honestly, for fear that he would encounter an accident when he went out.

The two guards of Jells were real fighters, and Richard, who couldn't even do fifty push-ups, was probably put down by them with a single punch.

In the dangerous Otherworld, Richard did not choose to cultivate hard to increase his strength like the usual travelers, his ambition was to become a magician, stay in the safety of the rear, and release magical support.

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Jells waited anxiously for a day, but he didn't see Richard coming, and in addition to anger, he had a little more doubts in his heart: Is this really the old Richard? How can it be like a different person?

Fortunately, in the afternoon, there was good news. His brother Wiener is back!

Wiener's arrival caused a small storm in the Liska family, and even the Viscount came out of his study to greet him in person.

In the garden, two maids cleaning the ground were chatting in a low voice.

"Hey, did you hear that, Vener-sama is back!" One of them is full of faces.

"Who's Vener-sama? I haven't seen it. ”

"Hee-hee, you've been here for a short time, of course you don't know. Lord Wiener is the pride of the Liska family, and he is handsome, and it is said that many of those noble ladies have a crush on Lord Wiener. ”

The other maid was puzzled and said, "What does he do?" ”

The girl looked mysterious, and only after satisfying her appetite did she say, "It's the Stigmata Master!" ”

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In the hall of the mansion, the obese Viscount Liska greeted Wiener warmly, and the two hugged each other, Viscount Liska glanced up and down at the young man, and sighed: "Wiener, your spiritual power has grown again." ”

Wiener was twenty-five years old, tall and thin, with a perennial pallor on his face, a blue magic ring on his finger, and a haughty smile on his mouth.

"Uncle Liska, you've won the prize."

Wiener replied casually, and then said flatly, "Magic, it's just a useless decoration. In the past year, my biggest improvement is this. ”

As a seventh-level magician, Viscount Liska didn't care about Wiener's words at all, even if the other party was belittling the status of a magician.

He stared at Wiener, who took out a white piece of paper from his bosom and laid it flat on the table.

There were five or six people present, except for Wiener's younger brother Jels, the others were all big names in the clan without exception.

At this moment, they inexplicably became nervous, held their breath together, and did not dare to breathe, looking at the ordinary white paper.

On the white paper, colorful lines are used to outline an obscure magic circle. The center of the circle is in the shape of a six-pointed star. If you are a magician, if you stand near it, you can clearly feel the change in the elemental power.

Viscount Liska's heart jumped, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, stroking the lines on it, as if with a little more force, the white paper would be damaged.

His voice trembled a little: "This—This is..."

In the hall of the mansion, only the sound of gasping was left. The eyes of these aristocratic lords were full of surprise, disbelief, and indescribable excitement.

The Liska family also has a stigmata master!

Viscount Liska carefully picked it up, and finally, he said with certainty: "It's the Holy Tattoo!" A complete set of holy crests! ”

He smiled with relief, and looked at Wiener's eyes softening more and more, "Wiener, you must be tired from coming so far." Go and get some rest. ”

Wiener replied lightly, as if he didn't take the viscount seriously. But strangely, Viscount Liska also took it for granted, as if the other party's status was the same as his.

As he was about to walk out of the hall, Wiener said, "Uncle Liska, this is a 'Pattern of Awakening' that allows the user to gain the fire attribute talent. My family took a lot of care of me, and I gave this first work to my family. ”

Liska smiled in response, and held the holy tattoo in his arms, as if he had received a beloved toy. He glanced at the Holy Symbol, his eyes full of fascination: "Stigmata Master, this is a profession that makes the Heavens jealous. ”

Next to him, an old man with a white beard nodded with deep sympathy. He sighed: "I remember that the Holy Knight Caesar once said that if someone can get infinitely close to the realm of the gods, then he must be a stigmata master. ”

Liska looked envious: "In the past ten years in our entire family, there has only been one Wiener. ”

"If only he could make the 'Mark of Legends'." A noblewoman covered her mouth and laughed.

"Haha, I hope so. Legendary Seal, but it can turn an ordinary person into a powerful holy seal of a paladin in an instant! We don't have it in our whole kingdom! Liska said with a smile.