Wizard game in the world, knights rule the city, monsters wreak havoc in the wilderness, elves with pointed ears lurk in the forests, thick dwarves and giants hide in the mountains and rivers, beautiful women on the upper body and beautiful fish tails on the lower body swim the sea, and dragons are flying in the sky!

In a daze, the mind is churning, and the picture is transformed like a movie skipping frames, magical and magical.

If, before he opened his eyes, he felt that he was in a fantastic dream, now there was a living magical creature hanging above his head, only the length of a palm, with white hair, eyes and nose as black as ink, like a Pomeranian, small and fat.

The point is that it is in the air, close to the ceiling, flapping a pair of white wings, circling.

It opened its mouth slightly, spit out its small pointed tongue, its eyes were full of greed, and saliva hung from the corners of its mouth, as if it wanted to eat, and was stopped. is greedy but can't eat it, and there is an unwilling look, which makes people laugh.

He was in disbelief, thinking that he had been dazzled, so he closed his eyes vigorously, and fixed his mind, and looked at it, and it was still there, and he closed his eyes for a while, and then he looked at it, and he blinked it a few times in succession, and then looked at it, and it blinked quickly, and looked back.

The eyes on the bed look up, the eyes in the air look down, the big eyes look at the small eyes.

It's imitating, and the action is vivid.

Flying Dogs!

It took him a long time to accept the fact that it was not a white bird, not a winged angel, not an elf or a goblin, but a dog, a dog with wings.

I closed my eyes and thought about it for a while, maybe it was another absurd dream, and the way to verify it was very simple, pinch my thighs and bite my fingers.

"Oops!" he screamed as his right hand lifted his upper arm, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Looking down, lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, his right arm was tied with flowers, a poor white cloth, tied with two splints, and the blood was still oozing, but it was black.

"Elwin, you're awake. A trembling old voice rang out.

Someone next to you!

A bare head was raised, a pair of large glasses with a circle of light came over, a snow-white beard floated, and he turned his face, the man was about sixty years old, dressed in a white robe, with an old complexion, and a white beard on his chin that could be used as a broom, but no grass grew on the top of his head.

The old man had just dozed off on the edge of the bed, and his attention was all drawn to the flying dog, not noticing.

"Your Excellency, you're awake. ”

"You're awake, sir. ”

There is a greeting voice behind the head, respectful and humble. He turned his face sideways, looked backwards, and behind the head of the bed stood three people against the wall, one was a short thin man, the other was a fat man, and his fat face was full of honesty, and he knew intuitively that he was a chef.

And the third person was a burly middle-aged man, who did not speak, he held a big sword in both hands, the tip of the sword was pointed at the white puppy hanging in the air, his eyes were focused, his face was serious, and he looked vigilant, as if the cute little thing was dangerous.

What's going on?

Only then did he begin to look around, the lights were flickering, it was actually white candles, the walls were black and white, the corners that met the ceiling were hung with cobwebs, the old beds, tables, chairs and benches were all made of wood, some years old, the color was dark brown, and the whole room from the mottled walls, black and bright furniture to the vicissitudes of life of people was permeated with a simple, decayed and stale atmosphere.

Except for the puppy, which is lively and cute, full of agility.

It was a bed, but not a hospital bed, and he was confused, without any familiar people and objects, including air and sound.

"Great, the medicine works, the prescription prescribed by the bachelor, the medicine that is prepared, I, me, the fried materials, the soup boiled, hehe...... Hey hey ......"

The fat man smiled and rubbed his hands honestly while repaying the merits.

As soon as I was reminded, my mouth was full of bitterness and bitterness, and I felt that I had a piece of coptis in my mouth, fried coptis chinensis.

"I cut the poisoned arrows for the adults, cleaned the wounds, bandaged them, and sewed one side to prevent them from falling off, and the stitches were thin and dense, which was more ...... than the evening dress sewn for the queen."

“...... Shhh ”

Not to be outdone, the thin man spoke of his contribution, but it was too much, and the old man stopped wiping the sweat from his forehead for him, and his voice was low but loud.

It could be seen that the old man was very authoritative, the fat man and the thin man retreated resignedly, and the old man put up a pillow, helped him slowly get up, and leaned against the head of the bed.

Who are they? What's going on?

Fragments of memories poured out.

The old man, a bachelor and his teacher, Mr. Baird Swift, had been in charge of his intellectual education, and was now tasked with serving as the ruler of the Silver Sand Collar and assisting the students in governing the entire fiefdom.

The fat man behind him is Tom the cook, the thin man is the tailor Morris, and the man with the sword is Kent Kadak, the captain of the guard.

And he ...... He was, Alvin Sebastian.

He crossed.

He has a cheerful personality and is lively and unrestrained, a good son to his mother, a good father to his son, a good husband to his wife, a good friend to his friends, a good comrade-in-arms to his comrades-in-arms and a good neighbor to his neighbors. Occupation is an officer of the armed police fire brigade, usually learning to do good deeds, and in times of disaster, he is not afraid of danger, goes to the soup and fire, and moves forward.

On that day, the mall was in flames, and he rushed out with a foreign friend like Santa Claus with blond hair and blue eyes and a white beard.

Unfortunately, however, the building collapsed and flames erupted.

Before he lost consciousness, he heard the "Santa Claus" voice in his ear chanting kindly: "Good people must be rewarded." ”

And then, here he was.

This is really a "good reward", and the identity of the third son of King Kaida Sebastian of the Kingdom of Farolan is Alwin, uh...... The illegitimate son, a good young man of sixteen, was named the baron of silver sand.

It's just that on the first day of his appointment, this good boy was robbed by pirates, and a poisoned arrow was shot in the arm, and he died of serious injuries, so he got this shiny but tattered shell.

His body was weak and physical, cold sweat was dripping, his wound was in sharp pain, his spirit was in a trance, and he really wanted to lie down and fall asleep, but he knew that once he fell asleep, he would die again.

The old and dizzy bachelor prescribes prescriptions, the crappy chef dispenses and boils medicine, and the tailor who has a good mouth and kung fu does surgery, and the rescue that is cobbled together should not have worked at all, and the live horse is directly treated into a dead horse.

Why, isn't this a magical world, there are no magicians with canes to chant spells, there are no magical magic potions and the like, how can there be old toothless people, fat people, thin people and cold wooden guards who don't speak.

"Where's the magician?"

"Where's the magician?"

"In a world where even dogs float on the ceiling, there are no magicians?"

"The Magician"

"I want a magician!"

"I want a magician!"

He had no strength, his mind was dizzy, he was shouting frantically in his consciousness, but he didn't actually shout, he felt that this was a human death, and his emotions were unusually high-pitched.

His head thumped, and someone gave him a brick to the back of his head, and his body shook suddenly, are you going to die?He sighed, closed his eyes, and a subtitle floated through his mind: "Hearing the host summoning, the Demon God System activated." ”

Finally, there was an extra cube in my mind, marked "Newbie Gift Package", emitting a faint golden light, like a dazzling little sun.

Whether this is a fall in the air or a life-saving straw, it will not make his situation worse.

He didn't hesitate to choose to pick it up.

"Obtained by a first-order magician. ”

"Obtained by the Furnace Perfection Healing Technique. ”

In my mind, two lines of subtitles flashed, and the shiny cube suddenly exploded into a ball of golden light, dizzy.

The cold sweaty body, there is a warm current rushing through, there is a feeling of pouring hot water on the cold body from top to bottom in the cold winter, the warm current flows into the limbs and bones, and the whole body is warm, as if soaking in hot water.

This is, the strength of the increase?

Similar to the direct instillation of internal force in martial arts novels?

Alvin could clearly feel that at that moment, his body shook, something poured into his body, and his body was like a balloon being blown up, expanding violently.

Then there were countless particles penetrating into the flesh and bones, the feeling of thousands of needles piercing together, and it was pierced from the inside out, and the body had an amazing energy than the previous moment, like a small steel cannon, as long as the projectile was fired, it could form the destructive power of the broken monument and cracking the stone.

Is this magic?!

He felt it quietly.

The healing technique is also vivid in my mind, the complicated and lengthy incantations are not recognized, but the chanting rhythm and rhythm seem to have been practiced countless times, and the details are extremely clear.

Is this a perfect healing technique?

Similar to direct software installation or brainwashing?

It's done in the blink of an eye.

He was a little incredulous.

The body moves, the blood is still flowing, and the wound is still painful.

At this time, it provides a pure green level healing technique, which is just useful, and the demon god system is very ironing.

He perked up, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, silently reciting the incantation, a faint magic gathered in the left palm, the left hand covered the right arm, this arrow, touched the wound of the bone, the moment it touched, the sharp pain pierced the heart, the magic slowly gushed out, like a colorless and tasteless warm water flow, and soon there was only a slight pain, with a trace of tingling.

Anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving, the wound is healing itself quickly and quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but wrapped in a thick cotton cloth carefully sewn by the tailor, it is not visible.

Not exactly, the venom in the body was forced out of the wound, slowly soaked and spread, and the white cotton cloth wrapped around the arm gradually turned black, emitting a foul smell.

This is highly poisonous, although I don't know what the name is, looking at the effect, it must be of a very high level, and it is a security method that must be used by high-level assassins to assassinate big people.

Most of the real robbers are also poor people who are desperate for their livelihood, and using this expensive poison is like grabbing a copper plate with a golden knife in hand, and asking for food with a golden bowl, and their behavior is extremely detached.

Baron Alvin Sebastian, what happened to you?

No, it's what happened to me.

From now on, I'm Alvin Sebastian.

Looking at the black arrows on the plate, his heart was full of anger, this revenge must be avenged.