Evening.

An unnamed inn in Redstone.

In fact, seriously speaking, as an extremely remote town, all the hotels in Redstone Town have no names, and only hotels belonging to mercenary groups such as Redstone and Wolf's Tooth will be called by the mercenary group names behind them.

The other hotels are nameless.

Anyway, neither the mercenary group nor the vendor who runs the hotel cares about this, the former doesn't expect to advertise or anything, and the latter is just looking for an "old place", whether it has a name or not, it's really the same.

Nameless hotel backyard.

Well, the backyard, the large courtyard, is the characteristic of all the hotels here.

Aaron sat in front of the window, concentrating and calming, while looking out the window at the large rain curtain with a little dazedness.

Concentrating and calming is the subconscious state of magicians most of the time, this state, which uses cohesion and nourishment of the spirit, is also conducive to sensing and manipulating the elements, at a loss, but it is Aaron's psychological state at this time.

I've heard about the rainy season here for a long time, but when the rainy season really comes, in the face of continuous rain, Aaron realizes that this is a foreign land.

In my hometown, there is no such rain, at least, it does not rain at this time.

Magicians, in fact, are all aliens, all strangers.

Even in their own hometown.

Returning home is also a foreigner.

Aaron remembered that when the teacher was alive, he had no understanding when he heard this, but now, this understanding is getting deeper and deeper, deep to the bone, whenever this emotion arises, there is a coldness in his heart, a kind of dazedness, and even a kind of vicissitudes.

Even if he's only in his twenties this year.

More precisely. Twenty-one years old.

But Aaron knew that this feeling of "no home" was not unique to him, otherwise, their small circle, the group of people who came to Redstone Town from all directions, would not have such a good relationship, and everyone would not have just come into contact, and it would not be long before they were like brothers and sisters.

True brothers and sisters, or rather. Not real, but imaginary.

Aaron was born in the Northlands, and specifically, the Empire was near the North.

At home, it is a big family. The family that can occupy a part of the Northern Xinjiang Army has been passed down from generation to generation.

Aaron was not proficient in martial arts. He has a talent for magic.

It's nothing. Or even better.

There is not a single martial arts family that refuses to be a magician, and there is not a martial arts family that does not expect one of its children to become a magician.

So when Aaron was four years old and had just shown a little bit of magical talent, he was accepted as a disciple by a ninth-level magician recruited by the family and taught magic himself.

At the time, it was a displeasure to his parents. and those brothers and sisters who were jealous of his generation.

However, some things start well, but it doesn't necessarily mean that the process is good and the ending is good.

Aaron, as a child, didn't know that since he showed a talent for magic. He was destined to take a different path from his brothers and sisters and even his uncles and elders.

If his brothers and sisters are grass, then he is flowers.

If his brothers and sisters are flowers, then he is grass.

It doesn't matter whether it's a flower or a grass, what matters is that he, like them, is different.

Aaron, who was an apprentice in magic, did not show good magical qualifications in the days that followed, and it could even be said that he was quite bad. ――The teacher has told him many times, and this is normal.

The appearance of a magic child in a warrior family is enough to be out of line.

It is unrealistic to ask this magic kid to be a magic genius.

Aaron slowly accepted this reality, or rather, in the face of reality, had to accept it.

But his parents couldn't accept it, his family couldn't accept it, his brothers and sisters of his generation couldn't accept it. -- It's not that I can't accept it, but it's just psychologically, I can't accept it.

Without it, reality and imagination are too far apart.

Parents, families, and even siblings, all imagined soon, how quickly I don't know, but it should be soon, and Aaron would become a magician, a majestic, glorious, glorious magician.

But when one year passes, three years pass, five years pass, ten years pass, and fifteen years pass......

For more than ten years, everyone in this generation of the family has made achievements, but Aaron was only a first-level small magic apprentice......

To be honest, no one in the family can accept it.

Not coldly.

The whole family is not an unreasonable person, and after all, magicians are a completely different path from martial artists, and they are not too qualified to judge. Even if it is the clan elder, when he meets him, he will soothe and even encourage him with gentle words, and at the end he will tell him, don't worry, take your time.

But in general, in the end, the attention is no longer there, and the care is not there.

Everyone was very polite.

So that slowly, even though he was in the family, Aaron felt like a foreigner, and even though he was at home, Aaron found himself like a guest.

I don't know how many times, Aaron wanted to cry, but found that there was no reason.

So, I couldn't even cry.

And when he was nineteen years old, that is, the year before that, after the teacher died of old age, Aaron felt completely alone in the family.

From that moment on, Aaron was determined to travel.

I don't know where to go, I just want to avoid the family.

A few months later, the news came from a town called Redstone in the far south wilderness, and Aaron didn't even think about it at all, so he got up and headed south......

After coming here, I found that there are really a lot of people here.

More of them, magicians, magicians like him.

At that time, Aaron had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if this was his hometown, his hometown after a long absence.

Aaron didn't know where this strange feeling came from, but he soon became acquainted with many magicians. And soon after, and not long after, he formed a small circle of eight people with seven other magicians.

I can't remember who mentioned yì in the first place, but I only remember. Everyone was very excited, ordered their teeth, lined up their years, and became brothers.

The eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, the fourth brother, the fifth brother, the sixth brother, the seventh brother. Mynah.

He's a starling.

Of course, they all call him Eighth Brother.

And the eldest brother is an old magician in his sixties.

After becoming brothers, it didn't take long for them to become really close to each other. Once again, Aaron felt at home. This feeling. Let him burst into tears.

However, in the end, I still think of my family and my parents.

Especially at this twilight, when the rain is pouring and you are temporarily alone.

The parents and family who avoided it before rose from the bottom of their hearts again. In a blink of an eye. It's been a year since he left home, will his parents remember him? clan elders, uncles, and those brothers and sisters. Will you think of him?

Yes?

No?

The sound of the rain was ticking and dense, and the sound continued to knock on Aaron's heart, knocking on boundless emotion and memories, and also knocking on a blank, I don't know how long later, until a slight footstep seeped into the rain.

Is there anyone walking so late?

You're coming to me?

Who is it? Which brother?

Aaron was pleasantly surprised in his heart, but he suddenly realized that it would not be his brother, because the suffocating elemental fluctuations had already spread to his side.

The next moment, Aaron hurried to the door of the room and opened the door.

And at this moment, the person who came had already arrived at the door.

Eric ...... My lord?" said Aaron, a little surprised, and bowed down in a red-faced manner.

It was rude to call this man by his name, but it was really surprising to him, how could Lord Eric come to him at this time? No, let alone this time, no matter when, this lord should not come to him.

Instead, he should have visited the adult.

And it is limited to some rare special circumstances.

Under normal circumstances, he would not be qualified to visit the old man.

"Why, don't you invite me in and sit down?" said the old man in front of him with a smile.

"Please, please, sir, please. Hearing this, Aaron half-turned away a little incoherently.

"Aaron, in a few days, Lord Fang Tian will talk about cultivation, are you interested in coming over and listening to it?" Without any greetings, Eric spoke directly.

In fact, without any greetings, Aaron already thought that he was in a dream at this time, and after hearing the words of the boss, Aaron thought that he had heard a myth, and the next moment, Aaron heard himself stammering in a trance: "Lord Fang Tian...... Tell, tell...... Practice?"

"Yes, how's that?

In a trance, but he really realized what was going on, his heart suddenly beat violently, Aaron felt his mouth dry, and then asked with a trembling and unusually dry voice: "My lord, I, I can also listen?"

"Didn't I invite you here?" said the old man on the other side, still smiling gently.

I don't know how long it took for Eric to leave, but Aaron, who finally came back to his senses, still felt weak all over, and at the same time, his blood was boiling, "What did I say later? I said how many brothers there are? And Master Eric seems to agree?"

"No, I have to tell the news to my brothers quickly!"

At the thought of this, Aaron could not hold back for a breath, and almost immediately, he ran out of the room, and disappeared into the vast twilight and rain in an instant......

Wolf's Tooth Inn.

Backyard, in a second-floor room.

A magician in his forties and fifties stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, staring at the heavy rain outside the window, and also staring at the lights of thousands of homes lit up before and after.

It's noisy in the distance, but it's quiet up close.

I don't know how long it took, almost subconsciously, the magician took out a small bamboo card from his pocket, flipped it and rubbed it in his hand, and it was obvious that he had done this action many times.

"Alas, Lord Fang Tian's words are not counted!" After a long time, the magician muttered softly and muttered to himself.

And at this moment, a warrior strode into the backyard and came in this direction......

The north end of Yanhuang New Town, Black Wind City.

Wizard Westmins, who had just become the vice president of the Yanhuang City Salt Chamber of Commerce, was sending off the last group of visitors of the day......

The southern end of Yanhuang New Town, Nanfeng Town......

On this night, there were too many people in the jurisdiction of Yanhuang New Town, three cities and twenty-eight towns, who couldn't believe it, were excited, and couldn't sleep......

And many, many of these people, almost overnight, set off in the direction of Redstone.

Then everyone waited anxiously for the day that was coming. (To be continued......)