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Climb over a hill and follow a tree-lined path between two small slopes into a col, where a babbling stream and a small wooden house built on the hillside by the stream come into view. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

As soon as Roy walked here, the confused look on his face was swept away.

"I'm back, old man. He shouted, and ran quickly down the ramp towards the cabin.

The nimble blue eyes and the joyful joy on his face made his whole face seem to come to life, and every pore revealed the cunning and clever of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

The boy walked briskly through the fenced courtyard into the wooden house with vines and moss.

The room was dimly lit and empty. Only the homemade furniture, which is rough and simple in appearance but has a kind of quaint beauty, is quietly placed there.

"Come to the backyard. An old voice rang out.

Roy walked across the room and into the backyard. The fat dog at his feet had already jumped over first.

The backyard is a small hillside overgrown with tall trees. Sunlight poured through the cracks in the canopy, shattering into thick and thin pillars of light, and the ground was dappled with gold.

Under an ancient tree covered with green vines, an old man with gray hair and a burly figure sat quietly on a rattan chair.

Roy walked over to a small stump of a felled tree in front of the old man and sat down, drew a knife, and raised the rabbit in his hand towards the old man.

"Eat rabbit tonight. ”

"Hmm," the old man agreed, and suddenly opened his eyes, "Did Oliver catch the rabbit or did you catch it?"

Oliver, the fat dog, lay at the old man's feet and rolled at the sound.

"Oliver caught it," Roy laughed, knowing of course what the old man was worried about, "but I'm going fast, and there's nothing disgusting on the rabbit." ”

"Cheap dog!" the old man laughed and kicked Oliver.

The fat dog shook the flesh on his body, struggled to get up from the ground, looked at Roy and the old man with a faint look, stuck out his tongue and licked his nose, moved to the kennel next to him, and closed his eyes.

"Damn!" the old man scolded, glaring at Roy, who was smiling evilly: "Still laughing, aren't you used to this?"

"That's nature!" Roy grinned, skilfully skinning the rabbit.

The old man reached out and patted Roy on the back of the head, and he smiled and lay back in the rattan rocking chair, squinting at the sunlight through the shade of the trees as he shook.

"How's it going?

The forest was silent. Two flame moths, flying out of the shade of the trees. An acorn rat scurried up the tree outside the fence, its fluffy tail like a big bag, covered with the fruit it had gathered. As soon as he jumped, he went into the hole in the tree and disappeared.

Roy cleaned the skinned rabbit, put it on a cut stick, and set up firewood. Then he sat down beside the old man, looked into the old man's eyes, and shook his head earnestly.

"Nope. ”

"Oh," the old man's voice was full of disappointment.

"Grandpa, we've been here for five years, and you don't even know what you're looking for" Roy scratched his head, "To be honest, don't be upset, I think it's a waste of time." ”

"You know what a fart, little bastard," the old man straightened up angrily and knocked Roy on the head in disgust, "That's a legendary artifact." Whether or not you can cure your ailments depends on that!"

"It's not that I'm not alone in this world who can't cultivate Douqi, so what's the matter if I can't cultivate," Roy rubbed his head and said unconvinced: "Besides, I'm much stronger than Douqi!"

As he spoke, Roy snapped his fingers.

On his fingertips, a flame jumped out.

In the quiet and lush forest, quietly, the flames danced on Roy's slender and clean fingertips, like a little red devil.

This is Roy's biggest secret.

Except for Grandpa William, even Tom, he didn't tell him.

In the continent of Avalon, people who are able to perceive the elements and instinctively control the elements are called Magical Awakeners.

The number of such people is very small, not one in 10,000.

Often, the awakened are found as early as the time when the baby is baptized. The Holy Church then recorded it. When he reached the age of six, he was recruited into the School of Magic under the name of the Holy See and became a potential apprentice.

And when it reaches the assessment level after a period of cultivation, it will be awarded an official magic robe and become an [Awakened Mage] recognized by the Holy See.

[Awakened Mage] is the lowest level of a mage except for potential apprentices.

In ascending order, they are [Langxing Mage], [Dragon Moon Magister], [Sun Magister], [Sky Sage] and [Legendary God].

Before the Final War, the human magical world was far more prosperous than it is now.

Whether it is the long-deceased twin towers of water and fire - Prometheus and Poseidon [Water God], or the first elder of the magic temple who died in the final battle - Pharaoh Khufu, [Thunder God] Thor, [Undead God of Law] Hades, etc., they are all legendary magicians who stomp their feet and shake the world.

Unfortunately, with a large number of gods killed in the final battle, the human magical world has declined dramatically. In order to resist the attack of the demons, the human race had to lean towards the fighting spirit that more people could cultivate.

In the following decades, legendary heroes such as the head of the Macedonian Knights, known as the Holy Knight Alexander the Great, the head of the Knights of the Round Table, known as the Paladin Arthur of King Arthur, and the head of the Lionheart Knights, known as the Paladin Charlie of the Lionheart, have finally formed a pattern with fighting spirit and knights as the main body.

The flames, pulsing between the fingers. The boy and the old man were relatively silent across the flames.

The flying flame moth was attracted by the firelight and flew in a hurry. At the moment of getting close to the flames, he sat down in a cloud of sparks, and then regrouped in the space not far away, and approached again.

After a long time, the old man got up from his chair and walked into the wooden house.

"When people are old, their spirits are poor, and I want to sleep for a while. ”

"Why can't I just be a magician?"

"Just bake the rabbit and put it on my table, take Oliver out to hunt, there is a berserk bear in the northeast, a third-level demonic beast, you and Oliver can deal with it." ”

"Old man, you're like this again! Give me a reason, can you? Magicians are more popular than knights!"

Looking at the old man's departing back, Roy threw the flame in his hand into the pile of firewood in frustration. The flames rose in an instant, reflecting the boy's depressed face

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