Thinking of the talent of this body, Mark Sivin had a headache.

The Siwen family is a duke family of the Romance Empire, and is in charge of the management of most of the iron tools in the Romance Empire. As the son of Mendel, even if Mark Sivin is not talented, he can still obtain resources that are unimaginable to ordinary people. But even so, Mark Sivin has not achieved anything after ten years of cultivation, and compared to his brothers, Mark Sivin is simply a waste.

Mark Sivin mobilized his own memories of cultivation, and in his memory, the original owner of this body cultivated quite hard. The reason why he didn't become a magician is that talent accounts for ninety percent of the factors.

"According to the experience of this world, if you can't become a magician before the age of twenty, then there is no hope in this life. And my body, now eighteen years old, is running out of time for me! ”

The carriage moved slowly, and in all directions, the road on both sides became narrower and narrower, and there were more and more hills. This is the famous Red Clay Ridge in the Roman Continent. The Red Clay Ridge is a barren land, with rolling hills and hills, and it is very inhospitable compared to other places.

The Red Ridge land is not suitable for growing crops, but many special plants grow, the most common being the Korean pine forest. Here, large forests of red pines dye the earth red. However, the red pine forest is not a good place, and there are many fierce beasts hidden in it, as well as demonic beasts!

Soon, the carriage came to the front of a town. As he was about to enter the town, Mark Sivin suddenly felt the carriage tilt to the left and seemed to fall into a ditch. But the next moment, the carriage regained its balance. Immediately after, Evan's "oops, oops" voice came.

"What happened?" Mark Sivin didn't panic, and such a small scene couldn't scare him. He pushed open the door and saw two knights carrying the carriage into the middle of the road, the huge carriage as if it had no weight in their hands.

"Your Excellency, the coachman who drove the carriage was careless and almost drove the carriage underneath. Thankfully, we were able to react quickly and save His Excellency the Baron from injury. The knight leader bowed slightly.

Mark Sivan looked to the left, and there was a three- or four-meter-deep ditch into which Evan had fallen. He was covered in blood, but only flesh wounds.

"Is that so?" Mark See's confession that this is the revenge of those knights against Evan.

Under Mark Sivin's gaze, the knight leader suddenly felt a little weak.

"Yes, Your Excellency." The knight leader said hard.

"Now, go down and carry him on your back!" Mark Sivin stared at the other party and said slowly.

"Yes!" The knight leader didn't dare to refute, and he didn't know why, and when he met Mark Syvin's gaze, he felt a tremendous pressure in his heart.

The knight leader was a first-class warrior, and a three- or four-meter-high earthen ditch was a matter of lifting his feet for him. Soon, Evan was brought in by the knight chieftain.

"Master, I beg to kill these knights, they ...... just now," Evan shouted as soon as he came up, and Mark Sivin frowned when he heard it.

"Shut up, Evan!" Mark Syvin's eyes widened, and Evan immediately fell silent. However, his hatred for those knights did not diminish.

"Your Excellency, on the orders of the Patriarch, we have sent you to Honglin Town. Now that the mission is complete, we're leaving! The knight leader said with the remaining five knights.

Mark Sivin waved his hand: "Whatever you want." ”

The six knights immediately jumped on the golden-striped wildebeest and quickly left. The golden-veined wildebeest is a mutant of wildebeests, with more than twice the speed and strength of the average wildebeest. In less than half a minute, the knights disappeared from Mark Sivin's sight.

"Master, why don't you kill them?" Evin was not reconciled.

Mark Sivin looked at him: "Kill them? Who will kill? You're going to kill? ”

Evan's face turned pale.

"I told you, when you come here, you have to keep a low profile. Those of them, any one of them can kill you. Here, the family rules are not as reliable as in the imperial capital. If you still don't understand this, then don't follow me in the future. Mark Sivin said coldly.

"I, I understand......" Evan said timidly.

Mark Sivin nodded slightly, Evan has been his servant for a long time, relying on Mark Sivin's identity, he has always been arrogant outside, and the original Mark Sivin also knows this. However, although Ewin has many shortcomings, he has one of the greatest strengths, and that is his loyalty to Mark Seevin. Even if Mark Sivin asked Evan to die, he wouldn't hesitate. On this point, Mark Sivin left him.

"Let's go, let's go into town."

Evan drove the carriage, and the two slowly entered the town of Red Forest.

Honglin Town is an ordinary town in the Red Soil Ridge, and the entire town has a population of just over 200. It was on the edge of the Romance Empire, and apart from collecting taxes, the nobles and officials of the Romance would hardly come.

As soon as Mark Sivin's carriage entered the town, it attracted attention.

"Uncle Lucas, there's a carriage into town!" In front of the blacksmith shop at the east entrance of the town, a little brown-haired boy said to the blacksmith who was striking iron.

Blacksmith Lucas looked up at the carriage, his otherwise unconcerned expression becoming serious.

"It turned out to be the carriage of the Xiwen family......"

"The Xiwen family?" The little boy said, "Is it a big shot?" ”

Lucas nodded and said, "Morey, the Siwen family is one of the duke families of the empire, and they are the top noble families, and they are indeed big shots. ”

The little boy Morey was surprised: "Uncle Lucas, how do you know this?" ”

Lucas smiled: "If you want to talk about other noble families, I don't know about them, but the Xiwen family...... Most of the Empire's iron weapons are under their control, and their banners are swords. I'm a blacksmith, how could I not know about them? ”

"Then Uncle Lucas, what do you say they are doing in Redwoods?" Morey curious.

Lucas wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "It's normal for people from the Xiwen family to come to Honglin Town. After all, the entire Red Clay Ridge is their fiefdom. ”

The carriage drove through the town of Red Grove, and Mark Sivin observed the situation in the town through the window. The town is shabby, with dilapidated wooden houses lining the main street. The wooden houses are built with red pine trees at almost no cost.

In front of the wooden house, some children looked at the carriage curiously. It is worth mentioning that these children are all dressed in tattered clothes and their thin bodies are dirty. Obviously, they don't even have enough to eat.

From this point, you can see the poverty of Honglin Town.

"A town of more than 200 people, Horner wants me to die in Honglin Town."

Mark See's confession, although Horner doesn't take him seriously, however, Horner will not give him a chance either. With Mark Sivin's qualifications, he wants to become a magician unless he has an anti-heaven potion. And this elixir, even if it appears, will be a shocking price. Let Mark Sivin go to Honglin Town to be the lord, with the economy here, even if he accumulates it for 10,000 years, he can't afford to buy this potion!

Evan, who was driving the car, was also observing the situation in the town, but his face turned paler with each additional moment.

"Master, are we going to live here in the future?" Ewen said with a crying voice.

"Why, you don't want to?" Mark Syvendo.

Ewen said: "My life belongs to the master, and where the master is, I will be there." However, compared to the imperial capital, this place is too much worse......"

The imperial capital of the Romance Empire, Roland City, with a population of more than two million, is a very prosperous city.

"It doesn't matter how bad it is, at least, it's completely mine!" Mark Sven ignored Ewen's complaints, "Go find the mayor here, it's getting dark, let's settle here first." ”

Mark Sivin took over the power of Redwood very smoothly, and the whole process, he didn't even say a word, and the matter was handled by Evan. It has to be said that Evin is very useful in this regard. He took out his usual style, plus the documents of the Imperial Council of Elders, and the mayor of Honglin almost knelt down.

Naturally, Mark Sivin lived in the mayor's house. As for where the mayor's family goes, it has nothing to do with him.

Evan was a very qualified dog, and while Mark Sivan was eating, he went out for a spin and found two maids for Mark Seven. They were two little girls of eleven or twelve, and when they came in, their little faces were full of fear.

"Master, her name is Lena, her name is Janice, and from now on, they will serve your daily life." Evan said as he bent over.

Mark Sivin nodded.

Evan turned his head: "You two see the master, and you don't kneel down!" ”

"Plop", the two little maids knelt down.

Still dissatisfied, Evan wanted to reprimand him a few more words, but was interrupted by Mark Syvin.

"Forget it, Evan, don't be so picky in a place like this. I'm tired today too, and I'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything going on. Okay, take them down, and teach them the rules tomorrow. ”

In the evening, Mark Sivin rested in the room that Evan had cleaned up himself. This room is also made of red pine trees, but it is a little more stylish than the other rooms. Needless to say, this turned out to be the mayor's bedroom.

Mark Sivin was not unable to sleep because he had seized someone else's house and bedroom, and at this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, doing the introductory training of magicians, meditating.

Moonlight and starlight shone through the window and fell on Mark Syvin. At Mark Sivin's forehead, a faint silver light lit up. The silver light echoed the moonlight and starlight, and it was a little unclear. Half an hour later, a cool stream of air poured through Mark Syvin's forehead and flowed all over his body.

At this moment, Mark Sivin was enveloped in a thin layer of silver light.

After another hour, the silver light on Mark Sivin's body faded and faded, and finally disappeared. And he opened his eyes and woke up from meditation.