Tom Sr. is a native of the City of Wealth, and he is proud of his origins.

Yes, the City of Fortune man - he never considered himself a Caral.

From here, he was able to meet people from all over the world. Whether it was Lady Triss from Titan, Daddy Tavri from Suze, or even the Silent Wizard from Fararuo, the graceful or bold or death-defying bearing made Old Tom feel deeply inferior to his origins.

Yes, what are the advantages of the Carals? Rustic, selfish, calculating - it is better to be a homeless man who is a caral native.

No one hires themselves, no one gives them a job, no matter how you think about it, it's because you're from Caral, right?

Old Tom lamented this, and curled up in the corner every day with sorrow.

In short, by no means their own reasons. Last month, a wizard wanted old Tom to help him with an experiment, how could old Tom, who could be so optimistic, not be able to do such a simple job?

It was a turning point in his life, but it was stopped by a jealous "friend" of his.

The man said that the wizard had bad intentions towards him, that the wizard just wanted to use old Tom as experimental material, and that old Tom would die if he went with him, and then killed the wizard when old Tom went back to the nest to pack his things.

Even if he didn't do anything and got half of the wizard's fortune, old Tom hated his "friend" to the core.

How could you be deceived? It's ...... Experimental material? Old Tom was convinced that he had always been a good man, a clever man who had killed several full-level professionals with his bare hands without a profession.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't had a chance all along, Old Tom would have become a black iron - no, a bronze powerhouse by now. And you can be a wizard! Become a wise wizard!

Old Tom always remembered the name of the man who stood in his way—Justin. A Titan who is crazy because of his status as an official assassin, and who is hypocritical because he has a few money at home. Since then, Tom Sr. has resolutely moved out of Justin's warm home and lived outside against the increasingly cold wind.

Aren't you just a professional? What's there to be angry about?

Today, old Tom is still holding his knees, with three cloths draped over his body, curled up in the corner of the wall, lazily basking in the winter sun, waiting for today's bread.

I have to say that the Silent Wizard is really an outsider, and he doesn't understand the rules of the City of Fortune at all.

With the gold coins on it, he wanted to give the food to every homeless man on his street!

But it's even better, just like in Justin's house, every day when you don't do anything, free food is delivered on time, although you can't eat enough, you can't starve to death after all. In this way, he is too lazy to rob passers-by. After all, in the city of wealth, maybe any passer-by is the strongest man, and a finger can poke him to death.

Suddenly, he felt a very noticeable vibration coming from beneath him.

What happened?

Before he could realize what was happening, a loud explosion rang out from about half a street away from him. A wave of air swept the dust into his eyes, making him unable to see anything clearly.

…… In that direction, Daddy Tafry's tavern?

Based on the direction from which the previous voice came, he guessed vaguely from memory.

"Is Daddy Tafri alright......?"

He muttered, and was about to get up, but when he saw some nasty figure flash into the tavern, old Tom pursed the corners of his lips and curled back.

Whatever, it's none of his business anyway.

"Why don't you save people?"

An old, stern voice came from behind him.

"What's my business."

Old Tom muttered, and put the rag that had almost been blown away from the storm just now on his body.

He glanced back inadvertently, but almost stared out of his eyes: "...... Master Wizard? ”

A slender and sharp figure in a black robe carrying a suitcase, its face hidden in a shadow twisted like an animal's teeth.

Old Tom clearly remembered that the wizard who said he was going to be his assistant was also wearing a black robe—in his concept, wizards were all wearing black robes.

"It's okay if you understand it that way."

The old man in the shadows looked at the tavern that suddenly exploded in the distance, and his tone was flat.

But because of this insipid tone, Old Tom strengthened his conjecture in his heart.

"Master Wizard, do you think you can make me an assistant?" The middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and brown hair turned white from malnutrition rubbed his face with a shy smile, "There used to be a wizard who took a fancy to me, but I was stopped by a bastard. ”

“…… Oh, you have a good friend. ”

The old man's tone was still as flat as before, but it was full of righteous indignation in Old Tom's ears.

That's fine, that's fine...... It's good to be able to talk.

Old Tom had never been trained in wizarding assistants, and he couldn't even read a word. But he always felt that as long as he could speak, nothing was different.

If you don't agree, it's okay to sprinkle and roll. Judging by the tone of this old wizard, his temper was not at all short-tempered. A good-natured person like this is easy to bully even a wizard.

"Wizard Master ......"

"Wizards are all about equivalent exchange," said the old wizard in an old voice, before old Tom could finish speaking, "is there anything you want to do?" ”

What do you want to do?

Old Tom thought about it for a moment, and realized that there was only one answer: "Break Justin's hand." That's what I want to do right now. ”

"So, why not do it?"

"I can't beat him. He's a full-fledged assassin who can stab me to death with a backhand. ”

Old Tom said very sloppily.

"Why don't you kill him?"

"I'm not stupid, Master Wizard," Old Tom laughed, "and I'll chop off his hands if I kill him." I have asked the literate that His Excellency the Silent Wizard, though he punishes those who maim and wound, is only in a water prison for three days, and is fed and sheltered, which is much better than freezing and starving on such days. ”

"Very well then," the old wizard pulled out a brown-red glass bottle from his suitcase, "there's a tube of potions here." You drink it, and you'll have the power to do whatever you want to Justin. ”

Medicament! Alchemical Elixir!

Old Tom's eyes straightened.

That's it...... He'd seen bottles like this, brown, transparent, with some kind of liquid in them. He saw that the weak dragon power potion that Justin had spent six gold coins to buy was in this kind of bottle.

But he could see very clearly that the bottle of potion was as clear as water, far less thick than that.

Old Tom couldn't imagine how many bottles of the potion Justin had bought before after he had diluted this potion.

One bottle is six gold coins! To be able to buy a house! You can play in the Fruit Lock for three nights, or buy white bread that you can't eat for a year!

"It's ...... Dragon Power Elixir? Or is it a strong dragon power potion? Give it to me? ”

Old Tom's throat was dry, and he unconsciously reached out to take the potion bottle.

"No, it's not yours yet."

The old wizard took the potion bottle Shi Ran back, and Old Tom's eyes instantly became dangerous.

But randomly, the old wizard's words dispelled Old Tom's hostility: "Since you know the dragon power potion, it's easy to do." This is not a concentrated dragon power potion, it is a new elixir that I have just developed, so you can call it a threatening potion...... By the way, it's so thick that if you mix it with water, it's useless. ”

"After you drink it, you can go and beat up your enemy named Justin with confidence. As long as you yelled at him with an angry face before hitting him, he would never dare to fight back. Now you go to the front and see the scene of the explosion, come back and tell me, and I'll give it to you - it's the deal. You know, wizards are all about equivalent exchange. ”

"Ah...... Equivalence...... Of course I know. ”

"Also, you go up and break his hand without waiting for him to react, and then run quickly, go directly and turn yourself in, don't let him have a chance to declare personal vendetta after the drug has passed." The black-robed old man chattered.

Hearing this, Old Tom showed a cruel smile: "Don't worry, Master Wizard, I understand this." Look at the scene of the explosion, I'll go now, sir, you wait here for a while, just ......"

With the mentality that he could finally take revenge, Old Tom couldn't wait to rush to the collapsed tavern.

As for what he wanted to do when he found the wizard in the first place, old Tom had completely forgotten about it.

"Beat a friend who is genuinely good to him with his life...... With such a touching IQ, I doubt that he will be able to enter the water prison smoothly. ”

Where Old Tom couldn't hear it, a snake-like voice came from the shadow of the black robe, and the voice was full of mockery. After all, everyone knows that the "assistant" in the mouth of the dark wizard is just a reference to "test subject".

To be honest, this kind of stupid Roland who is carried away by jealousy has not been seen before, but there are not many sincere people who are so completely stupid.

"Once you've broken down the order of Broken Throat Avenue, the next step is to write threatening letters," after a pause, Roland muttered, "if I'm not mistaken...... The dungeon is indeed connected to the Tyrans Dam, right? ”