As a well-known family in the empire, the clan gatherings were grand and revelry. The food is as tall as a mountain, and the wine is as vast as the sea. The clansmen who were on the go rushed back on this day to enjoy the family's welcome and liveliness. Those who leave the boy camp and do not serve the family are not allowed to stay. It's like an eagle that has been kicked out of its nest, wandering around on its own, and only the annual New Year's has a chance to get together.

The Oretels, who were as bold as their bodies, raised their glasses and drank freely, and even Al had to pour a few glasses of green fruit beer. The bare-chested muscular men in the hall have a really spicy visual impact. However, Al's eyes at this time risked the wit that he usually didn't have, and kept looking for it in the crowd. Hope to find some unexpected discoveries, such as a scholar with a calm temperament, a mysterious mage.

The Orette family is a legendary warrior in its veins, but it has also produced mages who seek the truth. However, the profession of mage requires a lot of knowledge and a strong desire to explore the world. But how can ordinary people have access to books and words, Alr is better than ordinary people, and he doesn't have much money to buy books, and even if he has money, he has no place to buy books. The training of mages requires a lot of time and resources, they are not productive, they need to spend a lot of money on research, they are boring and lonely, and most of the research cannot be converted into wealth. In the early days, the mages were weak and weak, and there were not a few who died young, and then those who couldn't stand the boredom and loneliness were left behind, and even fewer were accomplished. The family is also very cautious about the cultivation of mages. Alhe is not eligible, his affinity for magic is average, and he is like a cloud of mud from the warlocks and genius mages that suddenly appeared in this class. He had to figure it out on his own, from irrelevant books, from the people he met all the time. Expect to inquire a little bit about the message of the Tao and study the method.

After all, he has mature thinking and theories and methods for cognition of things. Although the family rejected him, his mother still found him a meditation book to exercise his spirit and gather his magic power. A little bit of self-research, but the confusion is extremely difficult.

Apparently the mage was as mysterious as in the novel, and he didn't find anything in the pile of muscles. Amanda, who had returned from drinking with a few guys who had just graduated from the boy camp, blushed and leaned on Al with a grin.

"Hahahaha, Al, Gian they were me... Belch.. Belch.. Irrigate.. Belch.. Al gave Amanda a helpless look, regretfully glanced at the carnival clansmen, and walked back with the excited Amanda on his back

"Al, you know what?" "What?" "Ji'an, that old bully me. Belch.. Guys"

"Well, remember, the awesome guy who eats roast pig every day" "I'm better than him!he's by me!Hiccup! Several of them were by me" "Well, yes, Amanda is the best"

"Al" "Uh-huh" "I'll tell you a secret" "Well, I'm listening" "Do you know why I'm so good?" "I don't know"

"Because, hee-hee, I'm just telling you one person, just now, just now, when I was about to fight Ji'an, I woke up to gluttony as soon as I caught it, haha, gluttony, Al, this ability is too suitable for me. ”

Alton paused, and was sincerely happy, "You're so good, Amanda, you're going to be the best in the future." "Do you think so too? Hahahaha, I'm going to be the most powerful Horette in the future!"

Oret Legendary Bloodline Ability: Gluttony. By eating to quickly recover physical strength, spirit, and wounds, a full meal will make the satisfied Orette extraordinarily strong, even permanently strong. What a miraculous power it is to become strong by eating.

Amanda had just awakened the power of the bloodline, and soon fell into exhaustion, lying on Al's back and falling asleep quickly, it was the body's self-protection mechanism that allowed the host to adapt to the new power.

The bloodline of Aulett is like a huge carrier, carrying the favor of the ancestors. From the moment they enter the camp, everyone will be stronger, healthier, and stronger. The instructor and the family, parents, brothers and sisters all the time emphasize the strength of the Orette bloodline, and advise that once the bloodline is awakened, it must be kept secret, and no one can tell it except the family. There are a lot of evil spells in this world that can deprive a person of their abilities by killing them. Oret's people are a treasure trove of movement.

"They first bound you with evil spells, then sucked your blood, gnawed your flesh, and took the power of our Oret for themselves"

He put Amanda in his bed, where he didn't know how many times he slept since he was a child. And he meditates, exercises the spirit, and condenses his magic. This is a daily practice in the morning and once in the evening. The magic was like sand floating around him, and it took him a long time to suck one of them into himself. I heard that warlocks are born with a bloodline full of magical power, engraved with all kinds of powerful spells, and can be used naturally without cultivation. And those darlings of magic, the magic power does not need to be summoned by them to gather around them, ready to be sent at any time.

After it was over, it was late at night, and he groped for himself, using magic to do something magical and interesting. For example, a drop of water from a cup is pumped out of the air and spun in various strange shapes, or a long thread of candle flame is pulled out and rolled in the air.

At the end of the clan assembly, it is the visit of relatives and friends who have not seen each other for a year or even a few years. Oret who are not married will receive a New Year's greeting from their elders, either as a gift or simply as a gold coin.

To Al's surprise, his mother's friend, Aunt Lision, a ranger who believed in the Father of the Oak Tree, gave him a magic book detailing how to have one and train him. This is the mage's friend, his assistant, born in response to the magic of the summoner, and the mage's lifelong companion. Al couldn't help but flipped through it with joy on the spot.

"Al, you're rude like this" "Don't worry, Masty, that's what you did when you got your first magic weapon" Lision was happy to see that Al liked his gift. She touched Al's head, "Little Thomas, this book is yours now, you can read it at any time, and in return you should have a good taste of the food I prepared for you" "Okay, Aunt Lision." ”

Finally, there is one thing that is the same as in the story, a magician's magician.

A thick notebook in pitch black, with only an incomprehensible rune on the cover. On the first page is the owner's name, Lynch. According to Aunt Lissaen, a very great mage. The notes were written in the lingua franca, but in the special records of the spells, there were strange symbols. These are magical words, and it is said that if you chant them, the magic will respond to the call. Aunt Lissaen gave him some of the meaning, but she couldn't read it. She's just a ranger, after all.

Al, who is full of expectations to explore the world, is troubled again. However, his brother Tao gave him the idea to hire a linguist or scholar or an embarrassed low-level mage to teach him in the Adventure Guild. Al rekindled hope. He cheekily pestered Tao to take him to the Adventure Guild. As a member of the special forces, Tao obviously has some special ways. He takes Al directly to the outtown to visit an old man, a grandfather-like character in the story. After Alr showed his photographic memories, he accepted Theo's gift and promised to teach Alr for an hour a day.

"Brother, is he a magician?" Al looked at Theo with adoring eyes, an expression that clearly satisfied Theo's vanity. "Magicians are not so easy to find, and Mr. Zephnaia is a respectable scholar and a truly elegant nobleman. Proficient in the languages and history of various countries, Mr. Al, Mr. Zefnaya has only promised to teach you for a month, and Mother will take a month's leave from Master Gangdelev of the boy boy camp. "Thank you, brother" Tao didn't say that as a minor, he could also notice the satisfaction of the gift in Mr. Zefnaia's eyes, which was obviously a very precious thing to satisfy a noble scholar.

Wind, rain, hail, lightning, and strong little Aulets would not interrupt their training, let alone take a leave of absence. This meant that Al had given up the heirship of the Thomas family and would never be able to compete with Tao if one day Mr. Thomas or Mrs. Masty were given the title of fief. But since Al wants to embark on the path of pursuing the truth, he must give it up in exchange for some support from his siblings.

After the New Year, Al got up early and began to train at home for Orete, which was his mother's request, and every Oret could not forget what he called his fundamental skill. Then he meditated and exercised his spirit, and then he carried a cloth bag on his back and rode in a carriage to the garrison of the inner city, and the token could not wait to rush to Mr. Zefnaia's house. ”

"Oh, energetic lad, I see in your eyes a thirst for knowledge. Mr. Zefnaia greeted Al gracefully.

"Good day, Mr. Zefnaia. "Good morning, little Thomas. Let's start our lesson, there is a beautiful lady waiting for me at noon."

Mr. Zefnaia is indeed knowledgeable and has an interesting language, and the language of magic can be interpreted in many ways with one word, and Mr. Zefnaia can easily derive many stories and legends. Al listened with undivided attention, amazed by this magical world. An hour was too short for Mr. Zephnaia to drink a cup of tea. "All right, little Thomas. As a gentleman, you can't disturb the good mood of me going on a date. "That's what it means to drive people. "Mr. Zephnaia, can I take a look at your collection of books here?" Al looked cautiously at Mr. Zephnaia, "Oh. That's an embarrassing request, little Thomas. It is disrespectful to have precious wealth too easily. Mr. Zefnaya politely declined him. Al saluted Mr. Zefnaya in disappointment. "I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Zefnaia. "Well, I'm going to come early tomorrow, it's a pleasure to give a lecture." "I am full of admiration for your vast knowledge"

Frustrated, Al got into the carriage and walked around the housekeeper. I found a miscellaneous book, and my mood was a little better. Back at home, Al had lunch and started doing some fun experiments with his magic.

Mr. Zefnaia was very punctual, and at the end of an hour, he would invite Al to have a cup of morning tea and make small talk. Al's thirst for knowledge led him to the wit to discover that at this time Mr. Zephnaia was still willing to tell many things, magnificent history, interesting ancient ciphers, and true heroic legends. Al, who has the soul of an adult, rarely expresses childish and stupid opinions, which makes Zefnaia too much of a desire to chat. After all, smart students are always what teachers like.

Al sat in Mr. Zefonya's study every day, and only occasionally Mr. Zefonaia took out a few books full of history to prove that Al had the opportunity to look at it, and other times he could only look like a cat that couldn't eat fish, and the hope and helplessness of looking at the bookshelf made Mr. Zefonaia full of evil taste quite amused.

After a month of painful and pleasant spending time with Mr. Zefnaia, Al had to return to the boy boy camp. The tedious training continues, but no one knows what kind of doors Mr. Zephnaia's magical foundation has opened for Al.

I give you authority to walk on the earth.