Horn felt like he was in a dream, and in the dream he seemed to be incarnated as hundreds of people, each doing different things, with different experiences, and disturbing him, which made him overwhelmed and his head split. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then he woke up in a dream, touching his head, and his head was covered with sweat.

"You're awake. A voice sounded in his ear, and Horn opened his eyes, and was greeted by a kind but wrinkled face, full of pale hair, who was the butler of the Marios family.

"Take care of it, boss. ”

Horn struggled to stand up and salute respectfully, he had now changed the color of his eyes and hair, the pupils had become darker, and his hair had turned pale blonde, which was easy to do in the Western Continent.

This old butler has a special status in the Marios family, and is the most important confidant of the Lion Duke Bertson Marios, and even the decapitated wizard, the biggest secret of the Marios family, can be imagined about his current situation and status in the entire family.

Horn is now the eldest young master of the Marios family on the face, but he knows very well in his heart that he is not, he is actually just a chess piece, a chess piece of Duke Lion Bertson Marios against the mysterious figure from the Temple, the chess piece should have the consciousness of a chess piece, he knows this very well.

"Okay, then it's time for us to get down to business. ”

The old manager smiled and said: "Lord Duke was summoned today to attend the celebration of the 300th anniversary of the founding of the Principality, and he will not come back for the last ten days. ”

He took out a small box from his bosom and slowly opened it, and inside was a silver sheet with a faint metallic luster, on which was the figure of a swordsman wielding a two-handed heavy sword, the pattern was delicate and lifelike, as if it had been imprinted on it.

"This was originally a swordsman card prepared for the real Young Master Horn, although he was just the illegitimate son of the master who accidentally happened to the maid after he was drunk, although the master didn't like it, but he wouldn't completely forget him, just arranged him outside, so as not to gossip about the family members, but he didn't expect to be a blessing in disguise and save his life. In three years, the lord's two adult children died due to accidents, and the Duke was alert and sent his most confidant Shadow Cavalry Regiment to escort him, but he didn't expect something to go wrong, hey. He sighed.

"Before you fell unconscious, I had already found someone to do a talent appraisal for you, your qualifications are acceptable, but you are older, your bones have been finalized, whether you can achieve something depends on yourself, you are the most ordinary samurai qualification, and you have the potential to be biased towards the development of swordsmen, so this precious swordsman card is not a waste to use on your body, it is just the right time. ”

Horn was shocked, knowing that this was a very precious thing, he had also read some books in the past few days, and he didn't know anything about it, the swordsman card was actually the product of the warlock sealing the swordsman's heroic spirit.

The swordsman is rare, and it can only be produced after the death of a powerful swordsman, and the warlock is synonymous with power, in a sense, the warlock is a variant of the wizard, a branch, but the wizard is more likely to go to extremes and inherit the ancient law, so it is evil, and some extremely evil witchcraft is gradually feared by the world.

And the warlock takes the path of elemental spells, often with powerful storm warlocks, fire warlocks and the like, even if the nobles want to invite a warlock, it is extremely difficult to succeed, the status of the warlock can be seen, and the same is true of the temple magician, but the temple is huge, and the wizard is denounced as a heretic, and the relationship with the warlock is not good, but the power of the warlock association is also extremely large, and the two sides disagree, but there is no need to tear their faces.

It would cost no less than 100,000 silver to invite a noble Warlock to make this Sword Master Card, and only if you succeed in capturing a Swordsman Spirit, you also have to take the risk of failing to make the card.

You can imagine how high the cost of this sword master card is, but think about it, this is prepared by the Lion Duke for his illegitimate son, even if he doesn't like this bastard child, after all, he is also his own heir, and the severed head wizard is gradually losing his fertility, so it is worth spending such a big price.

Thinking so in his heart, a big old hand had already pressed the metallic swordsman card on the top of Horn's head, and an astonishing heat came from the palm and immediately swept through Horn's body.

Horn felt that he couldn't move even if he wanted to, and the blood in his whole body froze, and then he knew that this seemingly gray-haired old man was actually a terrifying master, and he was really unseemly, and the strength of this Duke's Mansion was definitely not ordinary, and it was hard to imagine who was the big man who could secretly force Duke Lion to this step? With the power and strength of Duke Lion, he couldn't even get a word from this big man, it was really terrifying, and he only knew that he was from the temple.

The behemoth of the Sanctuary has held all the faiths across the Pan-Western Continent for thousands of years, and the Black Spirit Principality is just one of them.

The sword master card slowly melted into the top of Horn's head, and under the heat force, it quickly disappeared, completely integrated into his body.

"Do you feel anything?" said the Grand Steward with a smile as he let go of his hand.

Horn tried to feel it, looked a little confused, and shook his head to find nothing.

The chief manager smiled slightly, and said: "Although your talent is not bad, but after all, you are already old, try slowly, you will definitely have a harvest, since the adult said it, I will definitely do my best to cultivate you, but you also have to fight, don't let the adult down!"

Horn's heart sank, he knew that this was a warning, if under the full cultivation of the Lion Duke and the tilt of resources, he still got nothing, then there was no need and value to reinvest.

"And this. Then the old butler took something out of his bosom again, a white crystal the size of a fingernail, and handed it to Horn.

"This is the memory spar, you have to keep it well, it records the first step of the inheritance of the 'severed head wizard', of course, this is an entry-level exercise, the entire exercise will be taught to you in turn in the future, but it can only be used once, and when you understand the content, the memory spar will be automatically destroyed, and I don't know what's inside." When you comprehend the skills on your sword master card, I will find a real sword master to teach you. ”

The chief steward smiled, stretched out his big old hand and patted Horn on the shoulder again, slowly pushed the door and walked out, and closed it softly again.

After the chief manager left, Horn tried again, but he still didn't have any perception and induction of the sword master card integrated into his body.

Horn held back his patience, but he was still a little anxious, this is his only chance now, the only chance to climb up from a lowly life in this perverted world, not to mention the current situation, if he can't show enough value, I believe that soon Duke Lion and others will give up on themselves, and they will definitely die if they can't even do chess pieces, their current identity is Horn, not a little beggar Zhao Ding, except for himself and Duke Lion, no one knows that he is Horn in the eyes of outsiders, but he can't let go of his mistakes, he is safe and sound these days, from the protection of Duke Lion。

And once you are abandoned, you will definitely die.

But the more anxious Horn became, the more he didn't feel it, and he couldn't sense the existence of the sword master card in his body at all.

"Hey," he sighed softly, tossing aside the matter of the swordmaster's card first, and picking up the memory crystal that the chief had just handed to him, which was said to record the method of the first step of the 'Guillotine Wizard'.

He tried slightly, but he didn't expect that as soon as it hit his forehead, the cold memory crystal immediately reacted with him, booming, as if opening a huge floodgate, forming a huge vortex in his mind.

Horn was in ecstasy, how could there be such a big reaction?

A lot of information flowed into his mind, the first layer of "Soul Sucking Black Demon Formula", Horn came into contact with the wizard's world for the first time in his life, there are three levels of this kind of exercise, and there is only the first layer of information in the memory crystal, and he is also the first time to see his mind, Horn has never been in contact with wizard cultivation, in fact, he doesn't know at all, even the lion duke back then only really got started after half a year of contact with the memory crystal.

The core of his consciousness is like the size of a sesame seed, and below it is a huge dark space, as if there is an incomparably huge black iron gear slowly turning, the gear is like a watch, there are countless intervals on the dial, and there are many strange symbols and patterns depicted in the middle of the interval, and there are figures the size of sesame grains standing.

"What is that? Does it mean that all people who practice wizards have this thing? Or is it only unique to the cultivation of the Soul Sucking Black Demon Technique, but I haven't started yet, today is just the first time I have come into contact with it, and that thing doesn't seem to be born at all, but like some kind of artificial product, similar to some kind of surreal style. ”

He felt strange in his heart, but he had a faint consciousness that this matter must not be told to anyone, not even the Lion Duke.

Abandoning the exploration of the matter, his will flew into the core of consciousness, and next to it was a huge card that shimmered with silver light, with a faint metallic texture, and strangely above his head there was a black orb of black gas, in which five twisted figures wailed and struggled.

"What is this?" he remembered the soul ball that the Lion Duke had stuffed into his head that day.

It was too complicated, and he couldn't figure it out too much for a while, so he didn't care about it, and began to directly run the first layer of the "Soul Sucking Black Demon Technique".