The dim light, the shuttling wind, swaying, with a biting chill, after Lin Sheng was poured a bowl of hot decanting soup, the smell and heat of the wine on his body were rapidly dissipating. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This cold wind came from nowhere, Lin Sheng was half asleep and half awake, but he couldn't help the chill of the night, he was very reluctant to sniff, slowly opened his eyes, and actually shivered several times in a row.

As soon as he saw the pitch-black scene in front of him, he mistakenly thought that he had returned to the dark room under the Wind God Temple before.

"This ...... Otilette ...... Where are you?"

"Just a few drinks, you're drunk like this. A familiar light lit up.

"Hmm......"

Lin Sheng's eyes were half-open and half-open, and then he found that he was in an extremely small square dark room, without a single window, surrounded by bookshelves as high as two meters high.

And the person talking in front of him was Tim's grandfather who he had seen during the day, and the light burst out from his fingertips and gathered into a bright flame.

Lin Sheng blurted out: "Witch fire?!How can you also be witchfire?"

Grandpa's expression didn't change at all.

"The Witchfire Charm is just the most basic introductory sorcery, and there's not much to say. ”

Sting.

As soon as the words ended, the flame was extinguished.

"Senpai, so who are you?"

"I've been living in this tavern for forty years, who do you think I should be?"

In the darkness, only a thud was heard, and a figure fell to the ground.

Plopping and plopping, Lin Sheng actually kowtowed to his grandfather dozens of times in a row, and his forehead hit the ground of the stone casting stiffly, making a dull sound.

"Rebecca, what's wrong with you?"

"Senior, please call the shots for the Wind Erosion Fortress, I know that your old man is skilled in witchcraft, and he will definitely be able to teach the cattle of the Black Iron Castle a good lesson. ”

Grandpa hesitated for a moment.

"Why do you want to avenge the people at the Wind Erosion Fortress?"

Lin Sheng was in love for a while, but his speech was not ambiguous at all, and he said categorically: "Rebecca has been an orphan since she was a child, although she has no relatives and no reason with the people of the Wind Erosion Fortress, but she has a life-saving grace for me after all......"

Grandpa laughed dryly in the dark, his throat very hoarse.

"Hahaha, after all, you're just trying to please the little wind erosion lord named Otillet. ”

In the darkness, the body of the young man kneeling on the ground trembled slightly.

"What...... Predecessor...... You know it all......"

"I knew it from the first time I saw that white-haired little girl, but the two of you are very vigilant, and it is not appropriate to say anything. Besides, I know about you, Rebecca. ”

"What's the matter?" Lin Sheng raised his head suddenly, slightly surprised, the person in front of him had never met before, why was he so unfathomable, as if he knew everything.

"Are you trying to find the witch god with the help of old Henry?"

Witch God. Lin Sheng heard these two words spit out from his grandfather's mouth, and his whole body was shocked, since he was warned by Edward not to call other gods by his name in the Wind Erosion Fortress, he no longer dared to mention it without authorization.

And this old man seems to know everything, not only knows his identity and past, but also can speculate on people's hearts, plus he can also use this witchfire spell, is it possible that he is really a member of the witch club?

Lin Sheng was about to continue to ask, but the old man seemed to be deliberately trying to sell it, and he actually laughed out loud.

"There are many magic factions in the Continent of Amix, and the spells of the ancestors of the Isle of Bitterness are the strongest, and the Holy See's holy words are the ones who come first, and they have the momentum to overshadow the magic of the ancestors.

In addition, although the Crusader spells of the Riding Regiment are extremely fierce and brave, they are also slightly inferior to the first two.

It's just that now the warships of the Armix Continent are excellent, the sea routes are wide open, and the foreign southern sect evil arts have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, breeding in these four realms, extremely vicious, vicious and vicious. So let me ask you, Rebecca, do you know which faction of witchcraft it is?"

Such a long speech followed, Lin Sheng was confused, just nodded in confusion, and shook his head again.

Tim's grandfather didn't mind, brushing his green and yellow beard and continuing:

"However, witchcraft is not the result of any one school of spells, it is divided into seven factions. It can be as fierce as the Knights' crusade spells, or it can surpass the evil art of the southern invasion, and it can even resurrect the dead and change the day. Therefore, witchcraft is unique and is an extremely different spell, which is very different from the first four......"

"Senior, since you know that the Wind Erosion Fortress was tragically attacked and slaughtered by the Black Swallow Legion of the Black Iron Castle, and countless innocent people were implicated and suffered from the catastrophe, I see that the seniors are kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and have lived in this Wind Erosion Land for so long, you will definitely not sit idly by and ignore this matter, if the seniors have no intention of interfering in the secular world, then can you teach the younger generations one trick and two styles, I will definitely ...... in the future."

Before Lin Sheng finished speaking, his grandfather interrupted him, short but very decisive, only two words.

"No, you can't. ”

"Witchcraft is both good and evil. But it is not the weapon that you say is used to fight and kill, if the sorcerer who practices witchcraft is not right, he will surely fall into the devil's way, and there will be no return.

In addition, the power of witchcraft is far beyond your imagination, what is the difference between those who use witchcraft to kill people and those butchers of the Black Iron Castle? It's just that if you are always stubborn and insist on going your own way. If you insist on practicing witchcraft only for the sake of revenge, for the sake of a momentary pleasure, or for the sake of pleasing others, then there is no need to do so, and this is the end of today's conversation. ”

Lin Sheng had long been fed up with the life of fighting and killing in this Amix Continent, and naturally understood in his heart that only the strong could survive, and if he practiced some witchcraft and comprehended some strange arts, he would have the opportunity to trample those evil people under his feet in the future.

After hearing this, he quickly leaned down and kept kowtowing to his grandfather.

Rebecca obeys the teachings of her predecessors, and hopes that her predecessors can guide her, and Rebecca listens to them. ”

In the darkness, Grandpa's voice became magnetic, and he only called softly.

"Don't knock it, come here and give me your hand. ”

When Lin Sheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he quickly got up, but unexpectedly, with a bang, his head happened to hit the top of the bookshelf. I secretly admired in my heart what kind of person this grandfather was, and his night vision ability was even better than his own.

Thinking so in his heart, his hand had been timidly stretched out to his grandfather, and at this moment, a pair of old big hands groped in the darkness and held his wrist tightly.

"You're wondering who I am, yes or no?"

Lin Sheng was taken aback in his heart, and was about to refute it, only then did he understand that his grandfather had the ability to spy on people's hearts. Although I didn't know what the intention of this move was, I didn't say anything more, just stood straight without distractions.

Grandpa hesitated for a moment, and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Turn your head over and I'll tell you your destiny. ”

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Dawn.

The morning light was slightly dewed, and the rain finally stopped.

The wind-eroded land, where vegetation is scarce, has been raining for a long time, and it has rained heavily for seven days, and this time it is all mud, the roads are very muddy, and there are no pedestrians and horses to be seen.

After a night of tossing, Lin Sheng didn't close his eyes all night, he was tired, and this time he finally stayed up until dawn, but suddenly he fell asleep and fell asleep, and this sleep was a morning.

When the sun fell on his face, he woke up.

Seeing the sun rising, he secretly screamed in his heart, and quickly got together, put on the new robe that Tim had prepared for himself, and ran directly to Otilette's room.

Although the white-haired woman's face last night couldn't see any major changes, she had always experienced a huge change, and she was afraid that she couldn't bear it, and this time she overslept again, and she must be scolded.

In a hurry, he ran to the room in three steps and two steps, but the door of Otilette was also tightly closed, and there was not a trace of movement in the door.

Could it be that this little girl is too tired to oversleep? Not really......

Lin Sheng was suspicious, so he gently slammed the door.

Tuk-tuk.

"Otillette, are you up, it's me, Rebecca. ”

Tuk-tuk.

It's just that there is no sound in the door, there is a dead silence, something is wrong, is it possible......

Thinking about the worst, the strength in Lin Sheng's hand increased, and it changed from tuk tuk to bang bang immediately. There was such a loud knock on the door that it almost provoked the others, but there was no sound in the door.

Tim didn't know when he came out from behind Lin Sheng.

Just said it lukewarmly.

"Hey, Rebecca, don't knock anymore, she's gone early in the morning. ”