My name is Dave Smith, and before I was 12 years old, I was just the son of a farmer, and my family has been growing flowers for generations, so my childhood memories are all about flowers, and I can see all kinds of different flowers in my house all year round.

My fate changed dramatically when I was 12 years old, I was diagnosed with mage talents, and the family I left behind, I still remember the day I was sent away, my father and older siblings, looking at me with a look I had never seen before, an expectation mixed with fear.

Only my mother touched my head as always, "My poor little Dave, don't be afraid, you will become a great mage in the future, remember, no matter when, don't give up, just like flowers, even if they wither today, next year's flowers will still bloom again." ”

I was sent to Eltab, the capital of Torre, along with the other children who had been tested for mage talents, and here I saw a lot of people dressed in red, which I had never seen in my hometown.

Red seems to be a forbidden color in this country, and I have hardly seen anything red except red flowers, but it was the first time in the Academy of Magic that I saw so many people wearing red robes.

All the people saluted to those who wore red robes, and those people did not even look at those who saluted them. They always had cold expressions on their faces, and at that time I couldn't understand what evil spirits were hidden behind these cold expressions.

The study life of the academy is boring and dangerous, each class of mage apprentices implements the last elimination system, and the last three in each assessment will be ruthlessly eliminated, and I only know until a long time that the final destination of these eliminated mage apprentices will be.

These apprentices with mage talents are precious experimental materials, and they will be assigned to the laboratories of high-level red-robed mages, and if they are lucky, they may be able to live for two or three years, and if they are unlucky, they may be killed by a magic experiment.

I'm lucky, although my talent is not too good, but I still work hard, and although I rank low in every assessment, I can always avoid being eliminated.

Usually during the break after class, I like to plant some flowers and plants in a corner of the college that is inaccessible, and only when I see these flowers can I relieve the boredom and longing of leaving home.

If there's one thing that makes it a little fun to be in the five years of apprenticeship, it's Penny.

Unlike an inferior student like me, she showed a genius for magic from the moment she entered the academy, ranking first in every assessment, and the teachers of each department hoped that after the promotion ceremony, she could join her own faction.

is such a proud woman in the sky, one day she bumped into me watering flowers.

"What are you doing?" She asked, standing behind me, curious.

"I ...... I, I'm planting flowers. "At first, I was nervous, afraid that she would report to the teacher, or a fire spell would burn this place to ashes, and I would never dare to provoke the genius student in the eyes of this teacher.

"Why do you want to plant flowers? Is there a spell experiment to be done? ”

"Ah...... No, it's not, I just like it, I like to grow flowers. I kept my head down, afraid to look at her.

"Ha, that's a strange hobby, but you grow good flowers." This is the first time someone has complimented me on the flowers I planted.

I looked up in surprise and saw a bright smile, although this smile was not for me, but for me to plant flowers, but she was as beautiful as a golden iris among the flowers.

Since that day, she has often come to see the flowers I planted, and although I am still nervous, whenever I talk about flowers, I will become gushing. She also seems to be very fond of these kinds of topics, and we never talk about magic, elements, or anything like that.

The apprentices around us also seem to notice that our relationship is not ordinary. So I was unknown in the class, just a little transparent, and I became the target of many people's bullying. Several of the students who always lost to Penny in the assessment began to use excuses to find fault with me, laugh at me, and even deliberately choose me to fight in spell competitions. I'm often bruised all over my body.

But it only motivated Penny to defend me even more. Although people always call me "the fat guy hiding behind Penny", I don't mind at all. I'm just afraid that one day Penny will become like them, looking down on me and bullying me.

By the third year of the Mage Apprentice's signing of the Pet, this taunt and contempt reached a peak, and Penny summoned a rare elven dragon and successfully subdued the other party to become her Pet.

And I only summoned a rare little tree spirit, which became my magic pet, and said that it is rare because this young little tree spirit is almost useless, it can neither fly nor run, and its magic ability is almost none. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a burden. So no mage has ever signed such a little tree spirit as a magic pet.

"The Waste Demon Pet is just right for the Waste Mage, it's really a natural pair." Such ridicule is endless.

Even the teacher of the academy suggested that I abolish this magic pet and summon a new one, although the price to pay for abandoning the magic pet is very high, but the magic pet will accompany the mage for a lifetime, this kind of garbage magic pet is really meaningless.

But I still wanted to keep this little dryad, and I don't know why, but from the first time I saw it, I liked it very much.

Its magical ability is similar to the druid's "plant resonance", which can make people feel the feeling of plants, it turns out that plants also have joys and sorrows, they will also be happy because the sun is shining, they will be sad and hesitant because of the wind and rain, and they will also be afraid because of the trampling of humans.

I prefer to spend time with these simple and straightforward plants rather than humans. Oh, and Penny, the time spent in the garden with her was always so short and happy.

Finally, five years later, I graduated from the academy without any danger, put on a red robe, and officially became a member of the red robe mage. But I'm going to be separated from Penny for a while.

She joined the protection department, and I joined the enchantment department, and the relationship between the factions of the red-robed mage, while not hostile, is far from friendly.

After leaving the academy, I saw the ruthlessness of this country even more clearly, this country called Torre is located in the eastern part of the continent, and it is a special form of government where mages are centralized, and the red-robed mages are the rulers of this country.

The red-robed mages are divided into eight magical factions, each with a chief mage, and the Supreme Council of these eight chief mages is the highest ruling level in the country.

Torre is an ambitious nation, and these red-robed mages have never been scholars who study magic, but rather a means to achieve their ambitions.

They invaded neighboring countries all year round, and soldiers and civilians captured in war became slaves, and Tuo Lei was the largest slave trading market in the entire Eastern Continent.

And the most notorious of the eight chiefs is Edgar Sazastan, the chief of the Department of the Undead, who has been trying to unify the council and become the chief of the chiefs.

Because of his outstanding contribution to the defense of the undead army in the Battle of Dawn, the red-robed mage was able to become one of the few regions on the continent that was still allowed to openly study undead magic.

And this Edgar is also one of the few necromancers on the continent who has revealed his lich identity. As a first-level mage, I didn't expect that one day my fate would be related to such a big man.

After Chen Jian came into contact with the strange tree of the Magic Tower, he inexplicably fell into a strange space, in which Chen Jian entered the memories of a red-robed mage named Dave Smith from a first-person perspective. In the memory, there was a short and vague experience of childhood, followed by a long apprenticeship. Then get in touch with a country ruled by magicians called Torre.

He didn't know what was going on, but he also guessed that this might be the life memories of the little tree spirit owner, and he couldn't leave the mental space caused by this memory if he didn't finish this cutscene CG.