A faint noise came from the corner of the warehouse, attracting the attention of many people, including four eye-catching and beautiful figures.

Looking at the past, I couldn't hear the sound, but I saw the young man in the blue dress pulling the brown-haired young man by the neck, and the woman in the red dress said with a sigh: "Although they belong to the same family, that matter has nothing to do with that little stammer, and it is really immeasurable that Prince Joseph involved him." ”

"You were still upset with him before, and now you're on the side of the Cranston family?" The woman in the warm yellow dress covered her mouth and snickered.

They were the same ones who had been pointing at Charles in the streets not long ago.

"I'm only on the side of reason." Hearing this, the woman in the red dress retorted: "Charles. Cranston was unreasonable, so I hated him, but his brother was a good baby, and everyone knew that. ”

"That's right." Not far away, a young man with a goblet interjected when he heard this, "But who called him from the Cranston family?" ”

"Even though they belong to the Cranston family, this matter has nothing to do with Allen. If you want me to say, if His Royal Highness the Prince is really angry, why don't you see him and go to the person concerned......"

The woman in the red dress said a little bitterly, and suddenly paused, and then hurriedly pulled the woman in the white dress next to her, who had a good impression of Charles: "Hey, Tracy, look, that's not ......"

Following her gaze, a neatly dressed and handsome young figure could be seen walking through the warehouse door.

He was probably thinking about something, so he seemed a little absent-minded, and his steps were unhurried, and he didn't notice the situation in the depths of the warehouse for a while.

"The party is here."

The woman in the white dress muttered, looked at the figure that came in, and then looked at the situation in the corner at the moment, and inexplicably looked forward to the next scene.

"You say, will they quarrel?" The warm yellow dress lady next to her also had the intention of watching a play, causing her companions to nod their heads.

"There will definitely be a quarrel, they have an old grudge."

"I guess there will be a fight."

"You can't fight, we've already had a fight......"

The ladies whispered, staring in the direction without blinking, but things turned out more than they expected.

After walking a few steps, I saw the young man who came in and saw the situation in the corner under the reminder of a passerby.

Then under the stunned gazes of several ladies, the other party who walked over quickly didn't greet him at all, and directly raised his hand and punched the prince who had not yet found him to the ground.

The movements are concise and efficient, but also full of expectations.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings became silent.

The ladies looked at each other, rather speechless.

"It's really violent......"

"Ahem, I've finally seen it."

"Isn't he afraid of being punished again? I heard that last time ......"

"This is a gathering of spellcasters, what is he doing here?"

Someone else can't look at it anymore.

But during the conversation, the chaos in that corner came to an abrupt end.

One of the prince's attendants angrily rebuked the visitor, but Fu was kicked violently by the violent man, so they angrily carried the unconscious prince and rushed away.

And the host of the gathering here, the singer who has received the blood of angels, I don't know why, but he just stepped forward to negotiate a few words, and there is no follow-up.

So much so that this scene is more eccentric.

There was nothing to do with the beating, but the beaten person looked gray.

It's okay to say if the other party's identity is reversed, but the key question is that the prince is obviously higher than the noble gentleman, how dare he......

But because of this, the guys around who claim to be gentlemen and ladies directly retreat from the two brothers, for fear that one of them will be accidentally punched and kicked by a guy who has no manners and seems to have no scruples.

Of course, they knew that Prince Joseph was beaten for the second time, and this matter was probably just the beginning.

……

"Big, big brother, why did you just do it?" In the corner, the brown-haired boy looked helpless.

Looking at the young prince who was carried out, his heart was full of apprehension.

The first time I saw this exiled to the frontier, this is the second time, what will happen?

"Of course it's for you." Charles, who was sitting across from him, replied.

The clothes on his body that had just moved his hands and feet were not messy, and they were still neat, so that Leng Buding looked polite.

It's just that the scene just now faintly told the people around that this was just an appearance.

"Then, there's no need to do it, that is the prince, you have already beaten, beaten people twice......" stumbling and stumbling, the young man looked worried.

However, when Charles raised his hand and placed a beautifully packaged candy box in front of him, the young man with a straight face unconsciously praised his expression.

"I bought it for you, you're welcome." Charles said, glancing around, secretly helpless.

The reason why he just did it was not really impulsive, or reckless.

He had just learned something from a necromancer, and he was preoccupied at the moment, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the current gathering and the special things that might be hidden in it.

I thought that I would be driven out after the fight, but I didn't expect that the head of the church didn't say anything after running over, and let him, a dangerous person, continue to stay here.

"He saw my face strangely, why?" Secretly guessing, Xia Erfu frowned again.

Although the previous tracking was not in line with the "original intention", it taught him another thing - the children of the gods are not just a special "profession" as Bishop Feligi said.

"Otherwise, how could it be possible to go to great lengths to hunt down that defector?"

Muttering, he couldn't help but ponder what was so special about it.

He didn't know why the Son of the Ancient God had defected, and he didn't have much to gain from it other than this limited information.

In his previous listening, he had learned what the necromancers were currently planning to do—they wanted to summon a special being somewhere in the kingdom of Turin.

But it had nothing to do with him.

Charles felt the need to find out why the Son of Knowledge had defected, but it seemed impossible to find him, even less so that the powerful Church would not be able to find him for a while......

The pensive Charles obviously didn't take the possible revenge to heart - judging from the results of the first treatment, even if the other party was a prince, he was only very unfavored.

For the sake of the royal family's face, he will definitely be "punished", but it can't be that serious.

"It's better to be serious, just to weigh me, or the Sons of the Gods, in the church......"

Muttering to himself, Alan's voice interrupted his musings.

"Big brother, do you say that is blood, bloodline ability or professional ability, ability?"

The young man said he would go, but his voice didn't seem to be worried at the moment.

Following his gaze, a figure floating in mid-air came into view.

Charles was slightly surprised to see this, but after a few glances, he looked away speechlessly.

"Neither blood nor profession. Floating up was the wing pendant pinned to his waist. ”

"What's that?" Alan wondered.

"Attaching a spell to an object made of a special material by means of enchantment, they call it an elemental artifact, but it's actually a magic item." Charles replied, "That sissy may not be very good, but the family must be rich." ”

"That's right......" Alan was slightly disappointed when he heard this. Retracting his gaze, he couldn't help but look at Charles: "You, you seem to-"

"I seem to know a lot about this?" The other party was more troublesome to speak, and Charles couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "It's okay, it's mainly taught by someone." ”

"That's good." Alan was envious when he heard this.

"What, no one taught you?" Charles raised an eyebrow at this.

"No, I learned with friends."

"That fat man didn't teach you?"

"Fatty?" Alan was stunned when he heard this, and then understood who Charles was talking about, and couldn't help but helplessly, "Big brother, he is me, our father"

"Answer the question."

"Nope."

"And what do you know?"

"All I know is the Burn, the spell of the Burning Hand, and the Great Burn, the Burning Heart."

"What about the others? Your faction, the main elements you control, and your future promotions? ”

"I don't know." Eren replied, repeating himself, "I only know the spell of the Burning Hand, the spell, and the great, great Burning Heart. ”

Worse than me?

Hearing this, Charles deliberately glanced at the guy opposite, thought about it, and had nothing to do, so he took the initiative to explain to the other party.

"You're at the lowest stage of a spellcaster, and you haven't chosen your path yet, but if nothing else, you'll become a fire elemental spellcaster, a fire mage."

"Fire Mage?"

"That's right, wind, thunder, water, ice, iron, and fire, collectively known as elemental envoys, belong to a group of people with different classifications, but the same essence."

"Groups?"

"Yes, the crowd." Charles nodded, "The Elemental Envoys are one group, and the Church of Thorns and the Demon Apostles are another. ”

"The difference is, what's it?"

"Bloodline and bloodless, fixed or free career paths, organized and unorganized." Charles replied.

"In addition to these two large groups, there are some scattered ones. For example, the Whisperer, the Soul Prayer Master, the Star Spirit Summoner, the Thunder Ascetic, or all kinds of new classes that can be born at any time and at any time, but there are only four main differences in essence. The outer elements, their own spirits, their own bodies, the apostles endowed with abilities by various mystical beings. ”

The amount of information is relatively large, and Alan seems to understand it. But Charles didn't expect him to fully understand.

In fact, if there was no memory of the bandage man, he would not be able to understand it for a while.

It takes a process.

"That's basically the classification of the transcendental, about your path, if nothing else, you will go to the Elemental Void to hunt elemental spirit remains after practicing the Basic Law."

"Elemental, Void?"

"A spiritual world? Or a special elemental world. ”

Charles shrugged: "The way to enter is to swim through with your mind, I don't know the specifics, because this is unique to the elementals." When you reach that threshold, you'll understand. ”

As he spoke, he remembered what the other party had just said, so he added another sentence.

"The Burning Heart in your mouth is some kind of mysterious existence in the Elemental Void, and there are also Crimson Furnaces, Burning Plains Celestial Maidens or something, and the spells in your mouth have their names, not because you need to use their power, but because their names can be more attractive to the corresponding elements, making it easier to cast spells, but in fact, if you ignore these names, you can also cast spells, but it is more difficult."

"Single, just the name? It's great. The brown-haired boy sighed.

"Strength is certain, greatness is not necessarily." Having seen a lot of the nature of the world, the Charr didn't think those things were mysterious, but in fact, they weren't.

This is not only true for him, but also for the local mages.

"It's a rookie like you who thinks that kind of existence is great, in fact, many old bird elemental envoys have secretly stolen the power of those mysterious creatures."

"Stealing?" Alan was shocked when he heard this: "The great existence is not, it won't be discovered?" ”

Charles shrugged.

"It's like if you're sleeping in a bed and an ant bites you. It may hurt a little, but that's about it. The clever caster will bite when this being is dormant, and the stupid one will basically be slapped to death. ”

Alan nodded as if he didn't understand, thought about it, and asked curiously.

"And what are you?"

He only knew that the person in front of him could use fire spells, and everything else was unknown.

But at the moment, it seems that his eldest brother knows so many things, and it seems that he is not limited to this.

"I ......"

Charles thought to himself, I don't know what I am, and just wanted to casually answer his disguised light shooter profession, but found that the questioning Alan actually dozed off with his eyelids open and closed at this moment, and then, under Charles's stunned gaze, he collapsed on the table with a bang.

Not only him, but everyone else around him, whether standing and talking, or sitting in a chair talking, suddenly rolled their eyelids and fainted as if they were sleepy, so that in the blink of an eye, there was a dull sound of falling to the ground around them.

"What?"

Glancing around him, Charles was secretly surprised, but he didn't carelessly show how special he was, and his mind raced, and he also slammed his head on the wooden table, pretending that he had fainted.