The miller's son, Sotour, on the first day of the new year, when the sun had just risen, made a sincere wish on his shabby little bed.

"Lord of the Highest, God of God, listen to my humble wishes and grant me the power of magic. ”

The sister who dominated the same room with Sotur held her breath and stared on the side. This is not only his wish for his dear brother, but also a prayer to the greatest god, sacred and not to be offended.

Legend has it that the Supreme God only answered the request of one of the lucky darlings on the first day of the new year, among tens of thousands of mortals across the continent.

When Sotur's prayer was over, his sister cautiously asked.

"Sotur, has the great Supreme God answered your request?"

With great interest, Sotur put on a low-level trick, the Light Technique.

As soon as the harmless light of humans and animals condensed in his hand, it suddenly dissipated in the excited eyes of the two.

Sotur tilted his head in frustration.

"Still no, sister. ”

My sister took out a New Year's gift and handed it to him and gently cheered him up.

"It doesn't matter, Sotur. You can. ”

"Well, I sure I can. ”

Sotur nodded excitedly.

"Hurry up and get dressed, I'll go down and prepare breakfast first." Today is the first day of the new year, Sotur, and you are not allowed to lie in bed. ”

"I see, sister. ”

When his sister left, Sotur collapsed on the bed in frustration, took out his grandfather's prophetic school magic book from under his pillow, and complained in frustration.

"Why is magic so hard? ”

I don't know how many times I turned over the magic book, and suddenly I made an old and familiar sound.

"It's not difficult at all, I'll teach you. ”

Tholl was stunned and screamed in disbelief.

"Grandfather?"

From downstairs came his father's gruff roar.

"It's no use calling grandpa! get down for me and have breakfast!"

Shaken by his father's yelling, the book slipped out of his hand and smashed on his face, crying out in pain.

"I'll come down now, father. ”

Sotur picked up the magic book in surprise as he put on his clothes and pants and went downstairs.

"Slow down, my Sotur, and enjoy the first breakfast of the new year. We still have a long way to go. ”

"It's really you, grandfather. ”

Sotur held the book in surprise, and his eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide his excitement.

His father, Mr. John, punched him in a rage.

"Put the books away and don't stain my father's relics!"

"Ahh ”

Sotur excitedly looked at the book next to him while eating, and the excitement on his face was about to overflow.

Great Most High God, have you heard my request and answered my call?

After eating, Sotur was still not free, and went with his family to visit relatives.

Even if he was punched twice by Mr. John, he refused to leave his grandfather's relics at home, and insisted on bringing them with him.

"Okay, okay, I'll let him take it. "Mother Sotur stops the irascible Mr. John.

"Sotur, you have to pack the book and don't lose it. ”

"Of course, I would never lose my grandfather. ”

The excited Sotur almost said that he was exposed, and quickly changed his words.

"I mean, I'm going to keep the book, Mother. ”

When the Sotur family came to his grandmother's house, he hid in a corner and excitedly pulled out the magic book from his satchel.

"Is it really you? grandfather. ”

"Who else but me?"

"Grandfather, why are you talking to me in a book, aren't you dead?"

"This is an image I left behind, specially designed to wait for the descendants of those who have magical qualifications. ”

"But aren't you just an apprentice in magic...... Ah. ”

The spellbook suddenly jumped up and struck Sotur hard.

"That's better than you stupid person who can't even cast the Light Technique. ”

Sotur clutched his head and smirked aggrievedly.

"Hehe, you're right, grandfather. Grandfather, teach me magic. ”

"A true mage needs to learn the basics of this world in order to use power beyond your comprehension. Magical powers are nothing but appendages to the path of truth. ”

"Grandfather, you're talking so much...... But I don't seem to understand. ”

“...... Not likely. ”

Sotur scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I hid a box under your father's bed, which contained a thousand gold coins and two low-grade magic gems. ”

"If he doesn't find out, it's yours. Let's go buy some books and read them first. ”

"Really?"

Hearing that his grandfather had left a treasure for the family, Sotur excitedly put the book back in his satchel and ran home.

Rushed into the house and threw himself under his father's bed.

Then he immediately crawled out again, suffocating and patting his chest.

"It stinks!"

Mr. John is a man who does heavy work, and the shoes he doesn't wear also have a strong smell.

"Grandfather, how did you get in, did you use magic? Could it be that the first step in my magical path is to fall in front of a pile of smelly shoes?"

Grandfather's relics flew out of his satchel and pressed the verbose Sotour's head, shoved him under the bed full of smelly shoes, and blocked him from behind to prevent the convulsive Sotour.

"It must be a wooden box, did you find it?"

Grandfather relics and Yan Yue sè said.

"Grandfather, let me out, you shoved my face into Daddy's shoes, vomit...... I'm going to die...... ...... vomit"

"Your dad seems to have come back and let him find my relics, then it won't be yours. ”

Hearing this, Sotur immediately held his breath and flipped inside.

"Grandfather, I found it, but it's so heavy, I can't drag it. ”

Of course, a thousand gold coins are heavy.

"Your father is back, and I call him to help you. ”

Sotur slammed into his arms, slid out of his arms and slammed out like a thief, crawling up to his room with his hands and feet.

In front of dreams, don't say a thousand gold coins, give me another thousand, and I will hold it!

"Sotur, you little, what's wrong, what are you doing in a hurry?!"

In a panic, Sotur stuffed the gold coin under the bed and crawled out.

"I ...... I...... I came back to wash the sheets and I accidentally wet the bed yesterday. ”

In a hurry, Sotur covered himself up.

"You're 10 years old! You're still wetting the bed!!"

Mr. John gave him a "bang" and gave him a fist.

Sotur, who was punched, got the opportunity to be home alone as he wished.

When his father left, he went back to his room and unbuttoned his pants on the bed.

“...... What are you doing?"

"Wet the bed and wash the sheets. Otherwise, father, they would not have been able to explain what they had just said when they came back. Hehe, do I already have the prudent qualities of a mage?"

“......”

"It must have been the dream I was about to come true that opened up my sparkling wisdom. ”

"No, that's the end of your dream. (To be continued)

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