Gorgeous costumes, seductive maids, endless food, Mao Tai never imagined that he would one day enjoy these things, and he must admit that in his limited fifteen years, only at this moment did he feel what life was.

The old man who was sitting on the main seat was enjoying the fresh fruits fed by the maid on the side, and said coldly: "What, absent-minded?"

Mao Tai hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground: "I'm sorry, teacher, the student has been a slave since he was a child and has never seen the world, and I ask the teacher to forgive me." ”

"Suck~" The old man took a sip of grapes and muttered: "I don't want to care about what happened to you before, but from now on, you are my Rhodes's mage apprentice, and my mage apprentices are all from noble backgrounds, they were and will be." As he spoke, he took out an identity certificate and handed it to Mao Tai, and continued: "I have already explained it clearly on the city lord's side. You are a good seedling, take care of your own affairs, deal with it cleanly, and don't leave a tongue for others. ”

"......" Mao Tai wanted to say something, but he didn't dare, it was all too dreamy, he didn't want to wake up, but he wanted to bring Jiang Yang over to dream together.

"What's the problem?"

A cold voice came from above, and Mao Tai lowered his head deeper, clinging to the soft carpet. Biting his lip, he said, "Teacher, I have a friend ......"

"Okay, I'm tired and don't want to listen to anything else. You go and get things done, and when you come back, I'll take you to the association for an awakening ceremony. Your fire attribute affinity is very good, don't live up to my expectations. ”

“...... Be. ”

—————— in the killing————————

This farewell to the past was unusually smooth, so smooth that Mao Tai was in a trance.

What he knew, what he had seen, what he might have seen. One by one, they died under his sharp blade, the emerald green body of the knife neatly inlaid with water-blue gems like eyes, and the dark wooden hilt was engraved with beautiful anti-slip lines.

This is the reward he received for serving the old man along the way, a treasure that no amount of cheap lives like him can get back - enchanted weapons. Watching the blood pour out over and over again along the edge of the gem on the dagger, he suddenly realized that killing was such a gorgeous and enjoyable thing.

"Is it really not in the city?" said Mao Tai, who had pulled out the big toe nails of the slave enumerator at the gate today, as he tried to keep his voice as steady as possible.

"Really, it's really not there, they took Jiang Yang out of the city early in the morning. ”

Skillfully slicing the statistician's neck, Mao Tai suppressed the joy in his heart and said indifferently: "Thank you for your cooperation." ”

The last man at the gate died, and a group of aged slaves poured out of the city, quickly sweeping the bloody gate, and no one dared to look up at Mao Tai, the only one standing in the pool of blood.

"Status? It's wonderful. Mao Tai slowly wiped the dagger in his hand, squinting his eyes and enjoying the silence after the killing. Maybe the old immortal is right, he should indeed draw a line with these people, after all, he is different from them, different from the past.

In a short time, the city gates were restored to their original state, Mao Tai was out of the city, the slaves were in the city, the new statistician took over the blood-stained notebook and continued the old work, and another group of guards stood at their posts still talking and laughing, and there was still a little fishy sweetness in the air.

Out of the city, Mao Tai found his and Jiang Yang's "home" with ease.

The records of the city gate, the confession of the "companion", Moutai did not believe a word. He believed that since Jiang Yang was not in the city, he must be at home.

"You're here. ”

The narrow, abandoned mine is dotted with some of the two of their former private collections, and since the discovery of a rare Pure Heart Grass to dispel the poisonous gas in the mine, this has become a secret residence for the two in the wilderness.

"You're back. "It's good luck, maybe it's also warmer in the cave, Jiang Yang's vocal cords can barely say something.

Mao Tai looked at Jiang Yang's smiling eyes and said softly, "Well, I'm back." ”

"I'll show you this. Mao Tai hurriedly handed Jiang Yang the dagger that had already been wiped clean with lemongrass, Jiang Yang tried to take it but found that his arm was still weak, so he could only stare at it with wide eyes and admire: "Wow! What a beautiful knife." ”

Mao Tai put the dagger next to Jiang Yang's face, piled the hay on the ground thicker, and lay down comfortably beside him and began to tell the story of this trip: "I was accepted as a student by a mage master, and he gave it to me. After leaving the city that day......"

Mao Tai kept talking, and Jiang Yang let out lame exclamations and slightly ignorant questions from time to time. The two kept chatting and chatting, until the night fire in the cave was dim, and the cave suddenly became dark, and the two suddenly became quiet.

"I'm leaving. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

Years of tacit understanding have made the two seem to be aware of something, and they both understand the different meanings of the same words said by the other party.

In the darkness, Mao Tai's eyes were full of anticipation and said, "I want to be that mage's apprentice, join the association, join the magic tower in the future, and live a life I can't imagine...... I hope you can get out of here first, and when I succeed, I'll go to you, and we can live a human life. ”

"I ...... I promised a fool that I would give him my life. ”

"Fool?...... Can't you accompany me?" Moutai was stunned, he knew how much his friend longed for death, but he didn't know the existence of a "fool", of course, he didn't care.

"Didn't the old mage say that you can't keep your tongue, isn't that just right? Jiang Yang didn't care, and even felt happy that he could help his friends even if he died, and his smile was wide.

Although Mao Tai couldn't see his friend's smile in the dark, he could feel from the temperature that had dropped around him, and he wanted to die, and he was very happy to die, and he could die for himself.

Jiang Yang dug out of the hay under him, took out a simple wooden box, handed it to Mao Tai and said with a smile: "Na, today is my birthday, I will give you a birthday gift." ”

"yes, it's your birthday. Mao Tai couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, he was an orphan when he was a child, captured by the slave team, and Jiang Yang gave him his birthday without a birthday. A trembling voice asked softly, "What's inside?"

Mao Tai carefully opened the homemade simple gift box, for fear of damaging it, and the hole was suddenly illuminated by the treasure in the box, illuminating Jiang Yang's smiling face and Mao Tai's tears.

"I don't know what it is, but it's a good thing that it can warm my body. I'm leaving, you can keep it, just treat it as if I was with you. Hee-hee, I froze you for the rest of your life, and it will keep you warm and alive all the time. ”

Mao Tai's godless eyes looked at the bright red orb in the box, a golden bird was slowly dancing its wings inside, although he didn't know what it was, but it must be a treasure, but he didn't care about it now.

"Can't you really accompany me?" Mao Tai put away the orb, leaned over and picked up the dagger, wiped it back and forth with his left hand, tears couldn't stop falling, he really didn't want to do this, but the only thing he could do was not to cry.

Jiang Yang still had a relieved smile on his face, and his weak arms reached out with difficulty to wipe away Mao Tai's tears, and persuaded him: "Eh, don't ink, hurry up, you promised me......"

"Poof!"