The two diminutive figures, cloaked in cloaks, stumbled forward in the wind, and Al could see their faces with the power of shadow.

A human boy, a human girl.

And the figure with his back slumped, his whole body tightly covered in a cloak, and the shadow power did not dare to approach him at all.

This was the first time this had happened since he had possessed the Shadow Demon Secret Method.

This figure obviously didn't exude any strength or momentum, but Alastel always reminded him of the danger of this person.

This is a powerful intuition and premonition from God.

The three of them stopped at the entrance of the cave, and the rickety figure made an old and deep voice, asking the people in the cave.

"Traveler on the steppe, may you take us through this storm, we only have an old man and two children. ”

Al, who was already standing at the entrance of the cave, stared at the three people outside the cave, staring at the old man.

"This place is far away from human society and is located in the orc empire, how can there be an old man and two human children. ”

The old man replied unhurriedly, with sadness in his tone.

"Homeless, you can only wander aimlessly. ”

The four words homelessness are full of fiery emotions, sadness, pain, sadness, and tears.

Wandering aimlessly, the listener seems to feel the inner confusion and the loss of direction in life.

What kind of power is this? Can it be rendered into the human heart?

Al's heart was cold, his whole body tensed, and he was about to open his mouth to refuse, but the old man had already spoken again.

"I don't want to go in, please let them go in and hide for the sake of the two children. ”

The boy and girl clutched the old man's cloak tightly and shook their heads stubbornly.

"No, we're going to be with my grandfather. ”

Al looked at the two children, and then at the pleading old man, after all, he was not hard-hearted, for the sake of humanity to let them in.

"Come in. ”

"Thank you for your kindness. ”

The old man with his two children, like reserved guests, cautiously walked into the underground shelter and sat at the entrance of the cave, away from everyone.

The two children were already eager to take off their wet, heavy animal skin cloaks and reveal their human appearances.

Just now, they had only observed one side with a shadow, but at this time, these two children had a shameful face as if they were from a noble background.

The boy has short blond hair, amber eyes, and a healthy complexion. A strong, mature and immature body, protecting the girl and the old man.

The girl has long bright hair and moon-like eyes, and her facial features are delicate like works of art. Innocent and curious, he hid beside his grandfather, behind the boy.

Even among the great nobles, Al had never seen a face or appearance comparable to theirs.

The old man did not mean to take off his cloak, and sat quietly at the entrance of the cave with the two children in his arms.

But one step away, Al still couldn't see the mysterious old man's face clearly.

Knowing that the mage baron was inconvenient, Tolia winked at his subordinates.

The mercenary profession is generally more than human, and Mallory immediately understands that he will stand up and bring out a bowl of hot soup that is always simmering and call the boy from afar.

"Come, little one, have a bowl of hot soup and bring it to your grandfather and your sister. ”

The boy looked at his grandfather, and when he saw him nodding, he showed the child's expectation of broth, and he passed happily and forcedly to be polite.

"Thank you. ”

"What's the little one's name? ”

Everyone laughed, and the boy who had been taken advantage of didn't seem to understand the joke, and replied with a red face.

"My name is Owen. ”

The soldiers were real, the bowls were very large, the boy held one in his small hand, and Mallory carried two to the old man.

"The old man's lingua franca is quite accurate, is it from our Eagle Empire?"

The standard of lingua franca is that a person with status, except for a mage. Others are more or less mixed with some local dialects and vernacular accents.

"Eagle Empire?"

The old man took the broth, seemed a little distracted, and was stunned for a long time before speaking.

"I'm sorry, but we are wanderers on the steppe, not people of your country. Thank you for your help and kindness. ”

"The grassland is windswept and sunny, and there are orcs everywhere, how can such delicate children be raised. ”

The old man bowed politely to Mallory and did not answer the question.

The mercenary wanted to say something, and the old and the young sat quietly in the corner, quietly drinking the hot broth, without making a sound, and no longer answering any of Mallory's questions.

Cultivation and politeness, where can ordinary vagrants have.

Mallory, who couldn't continue to talk, glanced back at Al and Tolia and asked what to do next.

Al looked at the three of them indifferently from afar, silent. Tolia motioned for him to come back.

The storm outside was getting stronger, and the drainage and ventilation system designed by the mechanical intelligence Duret was backing up even with the maximum estimate.

Joshua was a warlock, and Tian didn't care about it, so Lawson had to get up and turn all the water into ice cubes for the warriors to carry out and throw away.

"Are you a mage?"

The little girl suddenly tilted her head timidly and asked Lawson.

Lawson nodded.

He could also feel the special features of these three people, and his heart was always on guard.

The little girl asked expectantly.

"My name is Otilia, can you teach me spells?"

As a mage, the biggest thing he encounters is the request of ordinary people to learn spells, Lawson smiled gently.

"Otilia, what do you want to do when you learn spells?"

"I want to make ice cubes for my brother in the summer and warm my grandfather in the winter. ”

The child's innocence and innocence aroused the pure laughter of those present.

The little girl looked at Lawson shyly but insistently.

"Is that okay? Mr. Mage. ”

Lawson nodded.

"Absolutely. Let's try ice cubes first. ”

Lawson crouched at the mouth of the cave, holding a puddle of rain in both hands, and chanted a spell word by word in front of the little girl.

Otilia also used her immature little hands to pick up some rain and chant incantations with this Lawson. Owen was also curious to squat with his sister, learning from each other, holding the rain and chanting mantras.

Nothing happened to Owen's hands, not freezing the water in his hands into ice cubes like Lawson did.

And the magic floating in this world happily gathered around Otilia, and with her thoughts, the rain in her hand froze into a small ball.

Owen's innocent eyes widened as he looked at the ice cube in his sister's hand. Otilia was overjoyed and handed the ice cube to Owen.

She seems to have something in mind, and the change in magic doesn't stop.

The ice grew a little bigger, and the rain spread in her hands onto the pucks.

A small Xiaoice ball grew on it, and some corners of the mouth, eyebrows, and arms began to appear.

It's like a snowman made up of a few snowballs in winter, but the appearance on it is even more exquisite.

It's exactly the same as the boy Owen's.