(I love this title!)

Ogar and Paton didn't shoot the forty-ninth death qi at the sea of Forgotten Spiritual Consciousness, he already knew the result, and there was no need to do that at all, seeing the terrifying scene was also quite uncomfortable for this little fat boy who had never been exposed to magic, he took back the dead qi in the sea of Forgotten Spiritual Consciousness and stood up, looked at the dark night that was staring at him at a surprise, and said, "Forty-nine!"

When the night heard this number, he jumped up directly, stepped forward and hugged his fat brother, a ghost crying wolf howl, which can scare the family of three next to them who don't even dare to breathe, they don't know what this noble mage is excited about, but from the process just now, they know that the fat child sitting in front of them is definitely not simple, it may be a genius.

The civilian family of three had no idea what the number "forty-nine" meant now, but they might have known what it meant in a moment, but for the necromancer of the night, he knew the meaning of the number too well.

It's just "one", that's the legend!

Forty-nine! is also a unique existence!

The forty-six-year-old man who has pressed him in these two lives can't raise his head, let alone the forty-nine, the night will think of what kind of life feelings the students of this class will be when they meet such a pervert, which he is "deeply aware of"!

Forget worry woke up, completely frightened by his brother opened his eyes, he had never seen his brother like this, never!

His brother was jumping wildly, hugging him for a while, kissing him for a while, kissing his face full of saliva, and his eyelids, which had just been a little swollen, were kissed by him, and he was directly kissed again, forgetting his worries and being a little confused, isn't it just a talent test! He wasn't crazy when he became a necromancer just now, how could he actually go crazy in the end.

Forget worry looked at his brother, and said very worriedly, "Brother, are you okay? Don't scare me!"

The dark night looked at the forgotten worries who were talking to him, and said a little incoherently excitedly: "Dog's tail grass, forty-nine! Forty-nine! That's forty-nine! Do you know what the concept of forty-nine is, hey! You won't understand it if you tell you, and when you enter school, you will know what forty-nine means." ”

Forget to worry looked at the black night that hugged him and shook him, with red eyes, he couldn't help but play with his heart, he had never seen his brother like this, he used to scold him in the night, this time he had to have fun with him, he learned from his brother who scolded him before, and he kept a face there, pretending to be serious as much as possible and said: "Calm down! Can you be quiet! Those who become great things must have calm! What about your calmness? What kind of system, Confucianism can't be taught!"

The night was still excited for Forget Worry just now, but when he saw Forget Worry make that little adult-like gesture and pop out of his mouth with such a sentence, he instantly calmed down, he knew that he was being played by his brother!

"You heartless, your brother is happy for you, you are actually making fun of your brother, or use my original words. Uncle can bear it, aunt can bear it, I can't bear your brother!"

While Forget Worry was still rubbing his ass and screaming, Ogar and Parton waved their hands at the night and Forget Worry and let them both pass.

At this time, Night and Forgetfulness also instantly put away the quarrel between his brothers, and came to Ogar and Paton, the vice president of the "Bright Top".

Ogar and Parton were relieved to look at the brothers!

A double mage!

Not easy!

This dark night is also very good in the academy, and this little chubby dun called Forget Worries has broken the talent test record of the Necromantic Magic Department on Enlightened Day, and he Ogal and Paton are now looking at how happy and pleasing to the eyes of these two brothers.

Ogar and Parton took a pen, dipped it in a little red magic paint, and wrote on a sheepskin for a long time.

There is a tradition on the continent of Western France, that is, all valuable documents, materials and spell books will be written in sheepskin, this sheepskin is not an ordinary sheepskin, it is a kind of sheepskin of the second-level monster giant horned ice antelope, and the writing material made of the sheepskin of this giant horned ice antelope can be kept indestructible, not rotten, immortal, and not rotten for tens of thousands of years.

One of the most famous, "The Complete History of the Western French Continent", also commonly known as the "Western French Calendar", is written in the sheepskin of this sheep. Of course, it also shows the value of writing with this material.

Ogal and Paton blew the written sheepskin with their mouths, and saw that the red paint on it was flowing slightly as if it were alive. He knew what it was, and he had taken it, and he still kept it by the good old man.

Ogar and Parton put the sheepskin on the little chubby paw of forgetfulness, and said, "Little chubby dun'er, I will be waiting for you at the gate of the academy in a month's time, but don't forget that I have prepared a gift for you."

The college is really looking forward to your joining, but it is estimated that when your classmates know you, I don't know if I can be so happy, haha~~"

Forgetting his worries and not understanding what Ogar and Parton said, he understood that there was a gift, and couldn't help but say to the "bright top" old man: "The gift must be at the beginning of school?

Ogar and Parton looked at this cute little chubby boy and asked questions, smiled at him, didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the night and said: "A double mage! The academy has not had this honor for hundreds of years, and there has never been such an honor in Anle Town, the forty-nine spiritual consciousness sea carried the death qi impact talent, breaking the academy's record of the undead magic department for hundreds of years, just like you four years ago!"

Let me think of when your forty-nine Dao body carried the impact of death qi and broke the academy record. But you're not as good as your brother, haha~~".

After laughing, Ogar and Parton looked as if they were recalling the dark night in a daze in the past, and said, "Go ahead! Your good old man is probably going crazy waiting for his grandson." ”

When he went out to find his grandfather with his own academy, he seemed to hear Ogar and Parton talking to themselves: "In four years, maybe he will be a 'poet' who has been coerced for another year." ”

The night couldn't help but think of the white figure that looked at his back............

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"Grandpa! Grandpa...... Grandpa look!"

After forgetting worries and coming out of the limited area of the mage's detection, when he saw his grandfather, he couldn't help but rush directly into the arms of the good old man, and held up the red sheepskin entry notice in his hand to show him the good grandfather.

At this time, the good old man took the notice in his hand and forgot his worries, and he could no longer hold back the tears of excitement.

"Good! good...... Good ......"

Looking at the good old man who didn't know how many good words he had said in the dark night, he was also full of emotion.

This good old man is definitely not easy, when he was young, he was injured in the war, one hand was disabled, and he lost the possibility of going further on the road of the sword master, relying on the ten acres of thin fields given by the empire and the skills he learned when he was young in this peaceful town, the land and grain output of this world is a little low, at the beginning, eating black bread and steamed wheat grains, he also adopted him for the night, until the night was eight years old and was detected as a mage talent when he was forgotten worries, relying on the mage subsidy given by the empire, his life improved。

After a lifetime of suffering, God finally gave him a kind return in his old age, the night has always thought that fate let him come to this world, just to let him repay this kind-hearted old man, let him once again experience the true feelings of the world, the night has no complaints, he looked at the good old man with tears on his face, although the three of them have no blood relationship, but the relationship is stronger than the blood relationship, he doesn't know if he really fell in love with this very different world, anyway, he feels that the cold wind in autumn is not so stingy, it has its own exclusive taste of life！

Nearby residents also looked at the pair of grandchildren crying to each other, giving them the most simple congratulations and envy, this kind of scene of crying with joy is too rare in this Anle Town, and it can only be seen at this time of the year on the Enlightened Festival.

What's more, it is an old man who is so respected by everyone, for these villagers, if someone else's child becomes a mage, then they may sneer a few words such as "In the morning, this is a dung pit, no bath, luck is ......".

This is not an insult, this is the most simple compliment among the villagers, and for this respectable old man, they will pay attention to their own language, a very lame blessing such as "Congratulations to the good man!" or "Your family forgets its worries and has a future", but this kind of blessing is also the most sincere! Because when they say these few blessings, the words pass through the brain.

"Forget your worries, forget your worries ......" At this time, he heard a special voice in the crowd at night, and it felt a little familiar, and he looked in the direction of the sound, and it turned out to be the "little concubine" who forgot his worries.

Simin!

This little girl's weak body, being squeezed outside by the tall villagers around her, can't get in at all, she can only shout in her own little voice behind her, and when she sees this at night, she feels the need to help help this little girl.

He stepped forward to walk through the crowd and walked to the side of Forget Worries, for these villagers, watching the excitement would be crowded together, and they would never give way to others, but when they saw the mage of the night, although they all knew him and had no awe of the night, they still made a way for him.

The night patted the worries who were still enjoying the praise around him, like falling clouds, and pointed to the little girl on the periphery, and the forgetfulness instantly jumped up and ran towards the little girl.

The night knows that he knows a ball for an eight-year-old child, and he doesn't want to be like those parents who are good people, so that these two people who will be strangers in the future will not play together because of the huge difference in status.

This is his childhood when he forgets his worries! It is his childhood that thinks about what to do, as long as he is happy!

This is also the attitude of life in the night, it is best to be free and happy, don't put shackles on yourself, and don't put shackles on others.