"Come, Crete. Eat some more. Hawke shoved another candy into Crete's hand, "Look at the slippery packaging on it, it's a heavenly thing, they took it with them when they fell off, and if they eat one less than the new candy cube they made in the factory, it's much better than the new candy cube they made in the factory." ”

"You, won't you eat?" Crete still came to the third camp today to deliver the letter, but when he went out, he was stopped by Hawke, who had left work, and forced two pieces of candy.

"Hehe, I'm an adult, and adults like this more. Hawke took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then reluctantly stuffed it back into his pocket, "Besides, I'm a warehouse manager, and I still have a lot of some of the in-demand things assigned to the mine." ”

"Thank you. Crete looked appreciative with sugar in his mouth, "Your job is so good, everyone must be envious, right?"

"Envy fart, no matter how good it is, it can be better than you, but you live in a castle?"

"But I'm a messenger these days. "Crete was in a somewhat depressed mood.

"Hasn't anyone taught you magic yet?" Hawke's tone was a little angry, "If you want me to say, you don't owe Master Xiao Chen, it's not fair for him to treat you like this." He should at least let the other magicians, even if they are magic apprentices, take you to learn something, right?"

Crete ate the candy and shook his head, "I haven't seen any other magicians, except for Ms. Luo Ling and that Mage Andrew, but they all have their own things to do. Not a single apprentice was seen. ”

"Not a single one?" Hawke observed him for a moment, and whispered, "How about I take you for a walk today?" I've made a lot of friends in the camp, and they're all interesting guys, and they're going to have dinner today. ”

Crete glanced up at Hawke and said with some hesitation, "Thank you, I think it's better to forget it." It's getting dark, and it's time for me to go back to the castle. ”

"Will they be looking at you?" asked Hawke.

"That's not going to happen, I'm staying in a single room alone, and even if I don't go at night, no one will care about me. ”

"That's not great, you go with me to meet the guys, and then you just stay in the camp. Hawke leaned his head into Crete's ear and whispered, "There are a few people from the hunting camp who will come here secretly and bring game." There are also two who come from the pier and will bring fish. You don't eat that much in the city, right? ”

"How come you have so many people together, don't you say you can't run around after nightfall?" asked Crete, worried.

"Hey, there's more people in the camp, how many guards are there? Besides, we're just eating something fresh and having some fun. It's nothing to be found. ”

When it was really dark, Hawke led Crete to the edge of the camp, where there were several large storehouses stacked with miscellaneous items. He walked out to a nondescript side door. Rhythmically knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened a crack.

The person inside seemed to look at them for a moment and said, "Newcomer?"

"Yes, rest assured, everything is in accordance with the rules. Hawke put his arm around Crete's shoulders, "My little brother Crete." ”

The man inside didn't say anything, opened the door, turned and walked in.

The house seemed to be pitch black, and there was no one. Crete glanced at Hawke with some hesitation. The latter grinned and said, "Don't worry, follow me." ”

Crete followed Hawke's footsteps into the house, and as he passed through the door, the room became bright, as if suddenly many lights were being lit at the same time. Or rather, it's more like suddenly entering a new world with lights on.

At the same time, he noticed that the room was not empty, but rather a lot of people were sitting or standing, talking to each other and eating. Just as he stepped into the room, a noise came to his face. If it weren't for the fact that most of these people were dressed in coarse cloth, he almost felt that this was a drinking party for the nobles. However, before he walked through the door, he didn't hear a sound.

When Crete came in, almost everyone noticed them, and many stopped talking and turned to look at him. These people were old and young, but Crete found that these people in the room, neither the way they stood and sit, nor the content of their conversations, did not look like civilians. A few of them were too strong to remind him of knights and mercenaries, and some of them were mysterious like legendary spellcasters. This made him a little nervous, so he stood at the door at a loss.

Seeing Crete's daze, Hawke said with some pride: "There are capable people among us! I heard that this is a magic circle, which can make people outside the house feel that there is no one in the house, and they are all made up of it." It's none of our business, though. Come with me, let's go find something to eat. ”

As the crowd dispersed, Hokla led Crete to a table with no delicate food on the table, save for a few clay plates and bowls with grilled game, fish, and some common fruits. Hawke grabbed a piece of rabbit meat, handed it to Crete, and said, "Taste it." ”

The aroma of the meat is mixed with the smell of burnt, and with the addition of some unknown plants and trees, the taste is very attractive. Crete took a bite and smiled contentedly.

"It's worth coming, isn't it?" said Hawke, picking up a rabbit leg and biting it.

"However, there is a tavern in the camp, which is more lively than here. Why don't these people go anywhere?" Crete asked.

"Tavern?" Hawk scoffed, "look at the people here, each of us has a lot of background. For example, my ancestors have been viscounts of the southern city-states for many generations! Our family even had two dragon-blooded warriors, which were real red dragon blood. Let's just say this is a rabbit guy. Hawke pointed to a middle-aged man not far away, "Baron Norton, an Imperial, shoots a good arrow." ”

Hawke introduced a number of people in the room, almost all of whom had backgrounds, and the worst one was a knight's squire.

"You say, even if we were slaves because of war or crime, could we stay with those real mud legs? I could even recite seven or eight poems, but they didn't even know a single letter. So, those of us who are superior have to have our own place. ”

When Crete heard this, he put down the meat in his hand, lowered his head, and said, "Then why did you bring me here?

"How is that possible!" Hawke cried, "you're already a mage's apprentice, and that's a noble status to join our group. There is a saying in our south that a mage is worth an earl, and an apprentice is worth at least a knight! ”

"But I don't know any magic. Crete said.

"It doesn't change anything, it's about who you are, not what you are. Hawke mouthed nonsense as he continued to tackle the rabbit leg, "And, I think there are people here who might be able to help you." ”

"Help me?"

"Of course, when we entered the house, wasn't that magic circle that blocked the light? Can't you just learn a little bit about it?" said Hawke, beckoning into the distance.

Soon, a young man older than Hawke came over. The man was emaciated, tall and looked like a sick man who could not help himself, and he walked as if he were floating. However, his dark purple eyes are very godly, and the thin line of lips that are pursed together seems to indicate that he is a determined person. The man was also dressed in coarse cloth, but there was a large 1 on it, which Crete knew meant that he was from Camp 1.

"Hawke, what are you looking for me?" the young man's voice was a little low.

"Any more cigarettes?" asked Hawke, staring at the young man's pocket.

The young man frowned and took a cigarette out of his pocket and threw it on the table, "Why don't you smoke to death." ”

Hawke quickly put the cigarette in his mouth, pointed at Crete, and said, "Lorenzo, guess who this is?"

"Hey, hey. The young man laughed, "What a little guy with fine skin and tender meat, whiter than a woman, could it be that the little young master of a family in the south has fallen here?"

"No, no, Crete is much more powerful than any young master. Hawke shook his head triumphantly.

"Crete? I think I've heard that name somewhere...... , could it be that he is the new apprentice that Master Xiao Chen has adopted?"

"No! This is the person that Master Xiao Chen has taken a fancy to! Crete is now a good friend of mine. Hawke put his cigarette on a candle and took a puff.

Lorenzo looked at Crete carefully again, and suddenly his face was surprised, he closed his eyes slightly, and said with words in his mouth, he opened his eyes and said: "Master Xiao Chen's vision is good, I feel his huge potential, in the field of magic, he will definitely go far." But the strange thing is that Master Xiao Chen has been taking him in as an apprentice for quite a long time, right? Why hasn't these potentials been exploited at all?"

"Well, he hasn't learned anything. You don't know, Master Xiao Chen left here a few days ago. Crete, who was in a hurry to learn his skills, was very anxious. Hawke patted Crete on the shoulder, "How about teaching him a little bit of your tricks?"

"I, he has a teacher of his own. Moreover, I'm not a mage, I'm just a half-bard. ”

"But those tricks of yours are also spells, aren't they? You see, it's very simple, and the Cretan teacher is obviously too busy for him to learn anything. If you can help him, let him learn a few hands first, so that he will not be ridiculed as a mage apprentice who can't do any magic. Maybe he can help you in the future. Hawke said, flicking the ashes of his cigarette.

Lorenzo shrugged, "We don't care about inheritance as much as mages. However, I'll only have a few gadgets that have limited effect, otherwise, I wouldn't have stayed in Camp 1. Well, it doesn't hurt to teach. We are a group of people who come together as a family, and we are meant to help each other. But the most important thing is, do you want to learn?"

Crete was a little overwhelmed, and after a while, he said, "I learned this...... Won't Master Xiao Chen be angry when he comes back?Also, how do you need me to repay you?"

"I don't think so. There's nothing conflicting about that. Mentors should be happy if the apprentice becomes stronger, shouldn't he?" Lorenzo asked rhetorically, "It's not interesting to say that you are a good friend of Hawke, just like my brother." And I owe Hawke a favor. What do you say?"

"I ...... I do. Crete said with a final nod.