It was closer, and through the faint light, Lear could see that it was actually a little girl kneeling across from him.

A mess of hair, tattered clothes, and two tear troughs left a clear mark on her dirty face, and apart from the bright eyes, she looked indistinguishable from the little beggars of the thousands of slums.

"What can I do for you?"

Seeing that the little girl did not respond, Lear asked again, trying to make himself look as gentle as possible, so as not to scare the little one.

After all, the continuous battles have more or less stained him with a trace of anger.

The little girl looked at the stranger who had suddenly broken into her house with her eyes open, but strangely there was no fear, this man was so good-looking, more beautiful than the nobles she had ever seen in beautiful clothes and riding tall horses, and she couldn't help but stretch out her thin, dirty little hand to caress Lear's cheek.

A large hand grabbed her wrist, and just when she thought the other party would hate her filth and shook her away, the man gently held her hand and pressed it against his cheek, and rubbed it gently.

It's slippery.

The little fluffy beard that had just grown out even scratched her palms was a little itchy.

She smiled, and then saw the corpse beneath her, and a heavy sadness immediately appeared in her eyes.

"Who is this?"

Lear asked softly.

"Brother. ”

The little girl replied sadly, her little hand on the cheek of the corpse on the ground, as gentle as when she had touched Lear.

"I know it may not be easy for you, but we need to find a place for him to rest, dust to dust, dust to dust, cold and rotten planks are not the best place for souls. ”

Lear said to the little girl with pity on his face, and he said in a consultative tone.

"I didn't have any money, I couldn't hold Brie, I cried and begged, but they wouldn't help me. ”

The little girl was so sad and lonely when she said this, and Lear could imagine how heavy it was for a little girl of eight or nine years old, and the 'they' in her mouth must be the neighbors in the slums.

"I mean, I can help you if you want, and right now, because Brie has been lying here for a long time, and your tears and fears will keep him from resting, and his body will hurt you if he stays here for too long, and we need to change places for him and then take you to the doctor, do you think my advice is feasible?"

Lear said sincerely.

"Good. ”

So, with the little girl's permission, Lear performed a lightweight maneuver on the corpse - otherwise, it would be difficult for him to pick up the body, which had been dead for three days and had become heavy and stiff, Valenque offered to carry it with him, but he smiled and declined.

It wasn't until he got to the market and hired a carriage that Lear gently lowered the body and walked towards the cemetery outside the city, looking at a corpse, the coachman was reluctant to stop anyway, but after seeing the mage badge on Lear and the others' chest, he wisely remained silent.

Lear gave him twenty gold coins, enough money to buy his carriage.

Before burying Brie, Lear personally cast a blessing of holy light on his corpse, and the corpse that stayed too long would have more or less resentment on it, and he didn't want to come to make a cameo appearance as a zombie Taoist after midnight in the middle of the moon.

The engraver left the names of Brie and the little girl on the tombstone, and at the girl's sincere plea, Lear had to entrust the craftsman to leave his signature on the tombstone again.

It's a friend you've never met, and he's finally got the little girl's name.

Luna.

Vulcan.

......

This Vulcan didn't mean that Luna was a godhead, but that her enemies and friends gave her the title after she grew up and the terrifying power of fire magic, especially the Flame Wall, was displayed in her hands.

But she's still just a child, and Lear doesn't think it matters, because he's technically a kid himself.

Big hands hold small hands, burn the undead and burn the snow dog.

That's what Lear thought, the god of time was kind to him, he had plenty of time to grow, and he felt like he had an advantage over the two enemies he was about to face.

Youth is capital.

After returning to the inn, Lear hired the best doctor for Luna as soon as possible, although the vast majority of the incurable diseases in this world are still controlled by alchemists, but ordinary people can see doctors enough.

Luna would be a great person, but at least for now, she was ordinary, and Lear could threaten to punch her ass when she refused to take the pills out of fear of suffering.

She had to give in.

After settling the poor little girl, Lear made a trip to the Mage Guild, but Mr. Triss (the guild president) regretfully told him that there were no more blank scrolls in the Guild's warehouse, and that the fastest batch would not be available until half a year later, after all, Kaunaston was just a small town, which frustrated Lear's idea of completely arming himself into a spell machine gun.

Very depressed.

Three days later, Shana herself arrives at the inn and relays the good news to Lear, that her father, Lord Count Grote, has invited the Venerable Wizard to his home in Bright Moon City, and that Mr. Mage can bring his companions and servants.

Lear is grateful for that.

After packing up the next day, Lear went out of the city to join the orcs stationed on the hill outside the city, and a group of nearly 100 people set off towards Bright Moon City, where Count Grote was, the team was not moving fast, and the scenery along the way was quite beautiful, and Lear was also seizing all the time to teach Luna knowledge, the first thing was to teach her to read.

After a few days of contact, Lear learned that Luna had actually been an orphan since she was a child, she was thrown on the side of the road, and Brie, who was only a teenager at the time, picked her up and raised her in the slums.

Ordinary people have difficulty understanding these visions, they don't think of magic in the first place, and usually prefer to believe that it is an evil spirit, which is probably the reason why Luna was abandoned, fortunately Brie is a kind person, he has always been to Luna, but this kindness has not been blessed enough, until a week ago, Brie was hit by a carriage on the way back from work, and when he returned, he was killed, and even the perpetrator could not be found.

Lear says that he can try to find the person if Luna needs it, but in the end, the little girl decides to forget, and he stops insisting.

Through these two days together, Lear also discovers that Luna has an amazing gift for intelligence, and as she says, there are always some faint flames around her whenever she sleeps.

Lear had taken a closer look at the fires and found that they were not ordinary flames, but natural fires made of pure magical elements, and that they were hostile to everyone who came near Luna, which forced Lear to move Luna's bed from Guina's room to Adela's side, and that a mage looked better, and although Luna was still young, he still needed to avoid suspicion.

Fortunately, everyone liked this little girl very much, after all, after bringing her back and washing her, Lear was amazed at the first glance at her, and Luna looked like a beautiful little angel.

After two days of thirty kilometers of hard work, Lear, who was the first teacher, did not feel tired at all, but it was as if he had found a new direction in life, and Luna, who put down her sadness and smiled, did bring new vitality to the team, and even the short-legged orcs in the back liked to hold her in their arms and prick her little face with their hard beards.

A majestic city sits in the green space, the seven-zhang high city wall is densely covered with ballista corner towers, colorful flags flutter in the wind on the gap in the female wall, a quiet artificial moat flows through the city wall for several kilometers, and the spears and halberds in the hands of the guards at the gate are sharp.

Lear squinted in the sun.

Bright Moon City, it's here.

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