If magic is a gift from the goddess Fiona to this continent.

Anthony's existence, then, is the gift itself.

- Even though the shadow of death is with him, all things are still willing to leave the last shred of life for him.

In this world, no one can weigh and judge which lucky person can receive what kind of gifts, except for those creatures or objects with magical powers, and no one can deprive and bestow on a person all or not all of his miracles.

Except for Anthony.

His magic is called the Gift.

He can be the arbiter of that fate if he wants to.

He can make the old man have the vitality of a teenager, he can make the ugly person have a beautiful face, and he can make other people's magic become someone else's ability.

He is like a wandering judge.

It allows one person to give something that belongs to another person.

They coveted him and feared him.

The greed of the human heart wants more gifts, and the selfishness of human beings is afraid of being taken away in the slightest.

Although it was later understood that such a gift magic would be limited by the strength of the difference between the ability of the boy and the "giver", it was also understood that the effect of the magic was related to whether the "giver" was willing or not and the thoughts in the boy's heart.

But everyone was afraid of ......

Even at that time, the boy was just an ignorant boy who had just been adopted back to the guild.

Even in that young competition, it was just because the desire to win was too strong, and Rand's magic power was lost for a while.

Even after that, he consciously or unconsciously stopped using the magic directly, instead using it to dodge attacks from defending enemies.

But the people in the guild befriended him and took care of him, and even joked and threatened each other by saying "gift" as "deprivation" from time to time.

And yet, in the hearts of these people, there is still a deep fear of him.

Because they don't dare to bet.

- As long as Anthony has a strong sense of malice in his heart, then he can turn "gift" into "outright gift", that is, "deprivation".

"Nope! No! The girl's loud cry seemed to echo in her ears again, "We must have another way!" ”

The voice, the tone, was so familiar that he could guess what the other party would say next—

"Anthony can't do that...... It's nothing more than a ......"

And then there will be another energetic voice with regret, and then roar to meet the challenge with the ability to burst out with the envy in his heart.

It's all his partner.

They were for his good, and he understood.

Afraid that he would miss for a while, afraid that he would not be able to control his thoughts for a while or have strong emotions because of his desire to win, and afraid that he would completely deprive the other party of his magic, so unless he was forced to do so between life and death, they were unwilling for him to use the "gift" magic until it was absolutely necessary.

Even if it's like a stalemate with Fergus......

They all seem to be looking for other options.

In fact, he is used to it......

Accustomed to doing tasks alone, accustomed to being Mr. Heidi jokingly called "Three Regardless", accustomed to the magic moves that only defend in front of them.

He thought so.

And yet—

"Anthony! You have a way, right? ”

The girl looked at him with a determined expression, and said word by word, "You can return his power, right?!" ”

"Annie, no, he can't."

Heidi hurriedly tried to stop it.

It's a pity that the girl looked at the young man who looked at him with a pale face, "You can do it, right?" Anthony? ”

"I don't know why you're trying to restrain your abilities, and I don't know what Heidi Felix is worried about, but I believe you-"

"Anthony."

"We're up to you now."

"I don't believe that a man who can jump two levels to take on a commissioned task repeatedly, a man who has been given a scepter for saving the duke's son, will not be able to control his abilities."

Her eyes were full of trust, and she stared at him without blinking, not giving him any chance to avoid or escape.

No matter how much girls and teenagers interrupt and stop.

Even how shaken his heart was in the words that he took for granted.

It is like a feather brushing lightly, with a small but not negligible itch.

It is like the ripples of the calm heart lake wrinkled by this breeze.

He seems to ......

There's no way to forget those smoky gray eyes.

……

The most familiar source of magic for the people of this continent is the gift.

However, there are two other ways that are easily accessible to ordinary people.

Give and plunder.

When the Archmage is not physically and mentally weakened, he can give his magic to those who are related by blood.

Of course, such magic only has the most rudimentary powers.

Whether or not the recipient can receive the "giving" and whether the "giving" can be brought into play to a stronger level depends on the aptitude of the recipient.

Plunder, on the other hand, is a completely forbidden dark magic, capable of devouring and forcibly seizing other people's magic and even magical talents—the foundation of a sorcerer, turning this person into an ordinary person who will never have magic again.

Things in the old Earl Hawke's house don't just revolve around giving.

Fergus Hawke, as rumored, is the son of Brian Hawke.

Gifted and intelligent, his mother died early, so he was deeply loved by old Hawke and lived a life of indulgence.

It's a pity that Fergus's talent is too strong, and he soon was not satisfied with his own magic level, but studied a lot of black magic, and even created a lot of forbidden magic himself.

By the time Old Hawke found out, it was too late.

The young Fergus was deeply affected by the dark arts, but his heart changed greatly, and his methods were cruel, and he even captured many living people for blood sacrifice experiments for his research.

When Old Hawke found out, he even wanted to forcibly kill his father, forcing Old Hawke to pass on his own magic to him.

Seeing such a ruthless young man, Old Hawke mourned in his heart, but he had to completely seal him away in order to prevent him from harming other people.

From that day on, Fergus Hawke died.

Guilt-stricken old Hawke has since dedicated his life to the Magical Society and to the city of Dumbaren.

This is also the reason why Fergus killed Andrew and burned Dumbaren when he escaped from the seal.

His heart was already full of hatred and revenge in the dark seal.

In his bones, he cried day and night to get out, to ruin it all.

At the beginning, he was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with peerless talent, but now, decades later, he has also become a human and a ghost, seeing the almost strange and prosperous city under his father's maintenance, and looking at the young people who respect his father for guidance.

He just wanted to wipe them out one by one.

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