"I—I didn't look at it much, so I hid inside and listened to them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Il's flushed face was redder than an apple, and he turned his head away from looking at Ellen's eyes, this hateful Ellen, don't look at him with a serious face, what do you think about these things in your heart!

"What's so embarrassing, I looked just now, but now I'm shy. Ellen sneered and said, "Every month they cheat here, you can come and see for yourself in the future." ”

Il quickly shook his red face vigorously, saying that he would never come here again!

"Let's go, I didn't expect you to be quite innocent. ”

Alan walked towards the stairs, and Il, following him, protested dissatisfiedly, two small fists clenched and waved at Ellen, but Ellen's laughter continued to grow.

In this way, Ilcoror's friendship with Alan was born when Alan took him to watch someone else's affair.

Walking on the spiral staircase, Il suddenly became curious about Alan's family, of course, he didn't fancy the status of others to make friends, and simply wanted to know what this friend's family was doing.

"Alan, are you here with your family?"

"I, because no one in our family wants to come, so I have to come. Alan sighed, "It's me every time, so much so that I don't even have time to go to the third brother's club." Alan didn't answer his question directly.

"Your third brother's club, what's fun there?" your friend Curious Baby Il has come online.

"That's natural, only the royal blood, the noble, and some special people at the top of society can become members of the club, and the activities usually include hunting and cricket (a kind of aristocratic entertainment), as well as incredibly expensive dinners, and you don't see those young aristocrats smashing the dining room and throwing chairs and tables and windows after a meal...... Then he threw out a bag of gold coins domineeringly and lost money. Alan said eloquently, with an exaggerated expression to describe the fun of the club.

Destroying the restaurant? That's violent, Ilxin said.

"The aristocratic etiquette I usually learn requires every nobleman to be calm, elegant, dignified and gentlemanly, and your third brother's club is really out of common sense. Il looked at the boy strangely, who exuded aristocratic elegance everywhere, and couldn't figure out how he could like such a violent club.

"You don't understand, you see that these nobles are amiable and respectful on the surface, but in fact they are full of greed and jealousy in their hearts, and they come to the monthly balls held by the royal family just to compare and collude with each other. So saying, he chose a piece of almond pudding, with milk in it, a rose petal on top, and a sprinkle of sugar. He gracefully took out the white handkerchief on his chest and wiped the hand that had just taken the pudding.

"These people are glamorous on the surface, but who is really contributing to the kingdom? Don't they know that war is coming?"

"War?" Ill looked at Eren suspiciously, although there was often friction on the borders of the kingdom, there had been no war in decades. "Will there be a mage going to war?"

Alan sneered and laughed, "Are you stupid? The magicians provided by the state are such valuable talents, how can they directly participate in the war, but the things that the magicians study may be used on the battlefield." ”

Il had never seen a child know so many things, he also chose a piece of almond pudding, put it in his mouth and melted in his mouth, the special milky fragrance instantly filled the entire mouth, and after swallowing it, it still had an endless aftertaste, and it was really much better than the chocolate pudding just now.

"I don't really understand, you've said so much, you don't look like a child at all, are you a child of some university scholar's family?" Yi'er asked curiously, there are many scholars living in the royal city, and some of them still have official positions.

Alan shook his head, he was still unsure of Il's identity, he asked Il, "You seem to be very interested in magic, do you dream of becoming a magician?"

At the mention of magic, Ilkoror became excited, "Yes, it's a pity that I've only heard all kinds of rumors about them, and I've never seen them with my own eyes, and I've always dreamed of seeing with my own eyes what magicians look like when they cast spells, and then go to help the soldiers fighting on the front line." ”

Yir's longing eyes drifted into the distance, magic, what kind of existence is it?

Alan pondered his chin and thought, is his innocence true or pretended? If so, wouldn't it be too similar.

"If you're really talented, maybe I can help you. He said tentatively.

"Really?" Il's overjoyed hug Alan and jumped up excitedly, "So I can meet the real magician?"

"Don't get excited, you said maybe, you're really ......"

The two of them talked and laughed and returned to the dance floor, the dance party was coming to an end, and Il saw his mother looking around, probably searching for him, and reluctantly said goodbye to Alan.

"When will you come out next time to play? Next time you come out, I'll take you to see my third brother's club." Allen said that after all, the children of nobles at this age had already come out to start their social activities.

"It depends on what my father and mother mean when I go out, I usually learn to practice swords at home, and my father said that he would send me to the palace to be an escort to the prince in the future, and I don't know when the next time I will go out. Il's disappointed remark, "It's a pleasure to meet you today." If you can really help me find a magician to be my teacher, I will definitely be grateful to you. ”

"Attendant?" Ellen thoughtfully and with a roll of her eyes, a plan was formed. "Okay, there's a chance to see you again, innocent Il, your business is on me. ”

A simple meeting, such a simple end, does not seem to have left a trace on the track of history.

Back at home, Ilcoror continued his daily life, a rigid etiquette teacher, an unsmiling history teacher, and a tall and mighty swordsmanship teacher......

He remembered the days in the orphanage, although he ate dry bread and gruel, he was carefree every day, the old nurse told stories in the children's sitting, the children played games together, had fun and had crazy fun, and he didn't know how the bald dean and the old nurse were doing now?

However, Il also has a thought, that is, to become a magician, which is the motivation for all his learning, he thinks that by working hard to master these things, he can get to know the royal nobles of higher levels, and they will definitely have the opportunity to contact magicians in their world, and he is determined to meet magicians in the future, learn magic from them, and then go out on adventures with a group of friends and travel the whole continent.

He even began to fantasize about the day when he was wearing a mage's robe, standing on a towering wall, and with a flick of his wand, his enemies would run back in terror, and he would be made the Protector of the Kingdom by the king, and the people of the whole country would cheer him on.

The history teacher tapped Il's head with a whip, and he quickly put away his thoughts, pretended to pick up the book and began to do his homework.

But this motivation is not enough to sustain all his life, his hypocritical father and mother who like to show off give him the status of a noble child and a good quality of life, but not to give him his father's love and mother's tenderness, every time he sees them at the dinner table, every time he longs for them to care about him, but they only ask one question, that is, how is the homework done today?

The servants also secretly looked down on him, the young master who came halfway, and only maintained superficial respect.

Hey, I want to be a cute child who is so alive and cute, how can I be tortured by life like this bird, this is a kind of torture of change of direction!

He sometimes thinks that if there is no noble lord to pick him up in the orphanage, if he is an ordinary adult in this life and then goes to the city to seek a living, even if he is despised by a noble person with his unruly posture, he does not want to be locked behind an unchained door every day in the beautiful robes of the noble, and then die alone.

Loneliness may be too heavy for a child, but all he needs is someone who genuinely treats him as an equal.

Until the day when Ilr entered the palace to be the prince's attendant.