"Come down, Master Elivan, oh my God! Don't climb that high, oh my God!"

Little Lyle, dressed in a brightly colored squire servant's suit, was anxiously crying out under the tall larch tree in the yard, and we followed his eyes to see another child his size crawling swiftly along the trunk, and in front of him, a swarthy kitten was curled up in a ball, meowing helplessly, and it seemed that the newborn little poor had probably been taken to the tree by some careless mother but forgot to take it down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little young master with dark black hair didn't pay attention to the anxiety of his follower at all, he was like a smart little monkey, he accurately measured the distance between himself and the kitten with his eyes, and after making up his mind, he pushed away the trunk of the tree he was holding, and the whole person threw himself forward, and at the same time held the little black cat in his arms with both hands, curled up and rolled down from the trunk.

This thrilling action made little Lyle forget to scream, and he watched in amazement as his young master fell from the trunk of a tree at least twenty-five yards, and fell into the hay pile of old horse Blanche, which frightened the poor old horse and screamed, but after a while, the black-haired young master proudly crawled out of the hay pile with the kitten in his arms like a victorious general, although the black hair and the noble little dress, and the exquisite craftsmanship were covered with weeds, but he looked more energetic.

"Ahh

Little Lyle stood there stunned for a moment, then let out a cry of unknown meaning, quickly rushed over, and pulled out several handkerchiefs from somewhere, and went up and down to clean up and down for the little young master Eleven, who was sitting on the ground rubbing his arms.

The little attendant grunted while cleaning up,

"Young master, young master, can you not scare me like this every time, isn't it just a cat? How can it compare to your safety, if you let the old master and the old patriarch know about today's events, poor little Lyle will be killed!"

"No, you won't be killed, cunning Lyle!"

Elivan squinted his eyes and glanced at the little henchman with exaggerated acting skills, carefully took out the kitten in his arms, checked it carefully, and found that the little guy was miraculously not injured, so he put it on the ground and patted it on the head,

"Go find your mother, don't follow me anymore!"

"Meow!"

The little black cat turned its head to look at Eleven, then licked his fingers, and ran away as soon as he slipped away, I really couldn't imagine that the young body could run so fast! It was like a black shadow skimming over a high wall, and Ilevin was stunned for a moment, and then sighed in his heart, this TM is really a magical world.

Eliven looked at the departing kitten, his eyes rolling with an inexplicable brilliance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young Master!

Lyle helped Eliven pack up his clothes and hair, and then stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of Elivan's eyes, awakening him.

"It's time for dinner, young master, let's go and send off the Butler Borg in the afternoon, he and Brother Eugen are going to the southern hills to take care of the family business, it is said that it will take at least three years to come back. ”

"Oh... Just go for it... By the way, help me send them a parting gift, the key to my treasury has been handed over to you!"

Elevenn rubbed Lyle's neatly groomed hair until he had made it into a chicken coop before laughing and running towards the door of the shabby little yard.

Lyle, who had been following him, was running with his young master in a hurry, but behind Elivan's insight, little Lyle looked at the figure running in front of him like an adult, with a trace of pity, and sighed from time to time, looking like a little adult.

In fact, being born in a prominent magical family like Mogedin is not necessarily a good thing, such as his young master Elivan, a person with such a kind heart can't light up the sea of magical stars, let alone summon star projections, so in just a few years, he has fallen from the darling praised by everyone in Sam City to a prop that is ridiculed and devalued to increase his value, and then it has become a "famous" mage city under the deliberate spread of some bad people This kind of pressure is terrible for little Lyle just thinking about it, but the young master has always been strong and happy, but even so, he has not been out of this manor for almost three years.

"But the wound medicine that the young master gave last time is really useful, maybe he can become a pharmacist in the future. ”

At the door of the dining room of the manor, little Lyle, who was separated from Elivan, lowered his head and took out a small bottle from his arms that had been one-third empty, which contained the "homemade wound medicine" that Eliven gave him after a certain "experiment".

In fact, Lyle didn't take this medicine as a thing, just a small toy made out of the young master's quirky game, until a few months ago, Lyle's father, who is also a high-level mercenary, accidentally encountered three violent saber-toothed tigers on the way from Sam City to send Lyle to Mogding Manor, although he killed the beast in a short time with his superb martial arts, but he also suffered a lot of damage, and the little Lyle who was sick and rushed to the hospital handed over the wound medicine that Eliven gave him to his father, and as a result, the skin injury that originally needed to be slowly recuperated for a week was scabbed and healed within a few days, leaving only some muscle injuries to be recuperated by himself。

Thinking of this, Lyle carefully put the small jade bottle close to his body, and then strode into the house where the servants had dinner, because although Little Lyle is very young, he is already the most intimate servant of the much-loved young master Eleven, so he is already considered an "upper-class person" among the servants in the Mogedin family manor, so he can always get some dishes made by the chef himself, but with a slight flaw.

And just when Little Lyle was sitting on the table with a pot of braised pork, rubbing his hands and preparing to treat himself, he didn't know that his young master was having a headache about a matter related to the interests of the family.

"Hey, his cheap father really took the words of those smiling tigers of the Lagerph family seriously! Didn't he really know that the Mogding family had mastered thirty percent of the enchantment workshops in the entire gray and white plain in the past few years? He even dared to eat one percent of the resources sent to the door by Lagerph! Not to mention the Nine Ring Tower, even the Sam City Council couldn't bear to have so many resources in the hands of a thin mage family! Pol-Mogedin, don't you have even a little bit of wisdom in your barren brain besides magical runes?"

Sitting in the velvet back chair, Elivan brought himself a napkin with an elegant gesture, and at the same time his forehead was deeply wrinkled, this is the eighth spring and autumn he has spent in this world, in the past eight years, he has gone from panic to numbness, from rejection to acceptance, every step is accompanied by the love of all the people of the thin Mogedin family, although as an adult, he can't easily say that he likes or enjoys this atmosphere, but in fact, he himself already has feelings for this magic family with a long heritage, of course, some estrangement is unavoidable。

Even if it was detected two years ago that the magic veins in his body were so small that he could not light up the magic stars to become a mage, the family has never reduced even the slightest effort, his father, the famous fire archmage Pol Mogedin spent a lot of money to find all kinds of valuable resources to condition his body, his grandfather, the older generation of magic masters, because he slaughtered tens of thousands of people in World War I when he was young and was known as the "Lotus Butcher" Sas-Mogedin used his precious magic to open a closed magical vein for him every day, and his older brother Rhys used his shield in front of his younger brother since he was a child, never letting him suffer the slightest grievance, all of which made it impossible for Eliven to watch these most important people to him fall into danger.

But it is a pity that an eight-year-old child, no matter how clever he is, can not reverse the decision of the whole family, and even his mother, who loves him the most, Linar, a noble daughter from the mountains of the far east, laughs at every time he puts forward some idea about the family, and even more so his father and grandfather.

"No one dares to underestimate the Mogedin family, let alone provoke it!"

They always tell Eleven, but in Eleven's opinion, they are too superstitious about the power of magic, but they don't know that in the face of huge interests, opponents will always form an alliance to crush the Mogedin family to pieces with more powerful power, and then step on it, not to mention, in this world, magic is not invincible.

But before Eliven could tie the silk cloth around his neck, Rhy, who was sitting next to him, his brother, a handsome young man with great magical potential and dazzling blond hair, put his arm around his neck, and whispered to him,

"Hey, Eleven, it's a good day for me, let's have a laugh!"

Eleven's eyes squinted at his brother, and then he deliberately replied in a strange tone,

"Wow~ Rhys, you're so handsome!"

"Ahem... Low-key, low-key!"

The young man was immediately choked by his brother's answer, but before he could recover, their father helped their grandfather, who was already a little old, into the dining room, and Elevenn immediately put down the cloth in his hand, ran to his grandfather's side, took his father's arm, and helped Sass to the main seat, and then sat back in his seat.

"Hmm"

Sass touched his white beard, nodded with a smile, but a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, he was very satisfied with his young but very sensible little grandson, but it was a pity that this child was born with a blocked magic vein, and it was a little unacceptable that he could not light up the magic stars, you must know that since the beginning of the Third Age, the star power as an important part of the magic power has been the attention of orthodox mages, and the inability to light up the magic stars is equivalent to cutting off the possibility of Elivan becoming a mage from the root, but this is unacceptable to the Mogedin family, which has been passed down for generations。

And you have to know the astrological signs, but the aquatic blue lotus of the thirteenth ranking of the plant star system, known as one of the strongest stars in the plant system, once lit, you can freely control the strong ability of all aquatic plants, it is said that it is the only unique star that can fight against the million army on its own, of course, if it is not too much influence of the battle environment, the aquatic blue lotus is enough to squeeze into the top five of the plant astrology.

And this king astrology that can make the Mogedin family ascend to the throne of the Nine Rings Tower overnight turned out to be just a flower in the moon mirror in the water, which can be called the biggest joke made by the goddess of magic and the Mogedin family, and some people even joked that the goddess sent the most precious treasure to Mogding, but only took away the key to open it all.

So when the news of Elivan's inability to light up the magical stars came out, the entire city of mages was in an uproar, and soon after, the name of "Mogedin's waste" spread, that is, from that time on, the young Eleven's never stepped out of Mogeding's Manor.

As an adult who is about the same mental age as Pol, Eli doesn't care about these gossips, but he also doesn't take the initiative to accept the ridicule of others, which is a decision that anyone would make.

The time to enjoy food always flies quickly, although it is a century-old mage family, the Mogedin family is limited to the number of people, and there are not too many rules, the family talks freely at the table, very happy, but at the end of dinner, Pol, who is drinking a glass of red wine, smiled and pointed to the eldest son who is eager to try,

"Rhy, it's up to you to tell everyone the good news!"

At this time, even Linal, who had never paid much attention to family affairs, looked at her eldest son with some curiosity, and Elivan opened her mouth even more strangely, and then put her hands on her cheeks, turning her head to look at her brother like a big toad.

"Hahaha... Ahem. ”

Rhys laughed amused by Elivan's appearance at first, but then pretended to put his hand in front of his mouth and coughed, and then said in a young man's middle two tone,

"Just last night, I, Rhys Mogedin, ahem, successfully performed an astrological manifestation! That is, now I am a noble high-level mage!"

"Bang Bang!"

Linar was obviously stunned by the good news, she covered her mouth with one hand, and then reacted, clapped her hands lightly, and exclaimed,

"It's really a new star in the family, Res, well done!"

Pol and Sass were also satisfied with their juniors, and Elivan naturally did not have any jealousy towards his brother, and he even jumped up from his chair, hugged Rhys's leg in an image that did not fit the grace of the mages at all, and cheered.

And Rhys put his hand on Elivan's shoulder and looked at his family,

"I'm carrying the dreams of two people! Just a high-level mage, it's not in my heart yet!"

Hearing this, Elevenn froze, then hugged Rhys's leg harder, and when he turned his face, his eyes were already full of tears.

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And just when the Mogedin family is enjoying themselves, beneath the glossy exterior of Sam City, in the slums at the lowest level of the city, a dark deal is underway.

"Tut-tut, it's really generous, triple the price, just for these rags?"

The guy who spoke was dressed in shabby leather armor with some incomprehensible patterns on it, looking like something he had picked up from a garbage heap, and the most striking thing was the saw-bladed broadsword he was carrying behind his back, which was as tall as an ordinary person, and the blade was as broken as the teeth of a deep-sea tiger shark, which made people shudder.

In his hand, he casually wrapped a mass of what looked like a plant rhizome, green and black, from the waste paper on the street, while several people standing across from him were dressed in uniform gray robes, and their bodies exuded a completely different smell from the slums.

And across from him, the middle-aged man at the head was already white-haired, and blind in one eye, with an inky blindfold across his face, and the remaining eye was full of coldness and indifference, as if being in a slum and the best hotel was no different to him, while the other few people were not so well cultivated, and the smell of rot around them almost made these guys who had lived in the upper district since childhood sick, and one of them even took out a handkerchief and covered his nose.

"What the hell is this place... It's disgusting. Uh-uh-uh. ”

But before he could take off the handkerchief, an invisible magic hand grabbed him by the neck, ruthlessly lifted him up, and then mercilessly pressed his face into the garbage heap on the ground, seeing this scene, everyone, including the sawtooth man who was trading, silently moved away from the blindfolded guy, it was obvious that he was the initiator of all this.

"Something, bring it!"

The white-haired eyepatch man's mouth didn't move at all when he spoke, and it looked exactly the same as usual, but the tone was flat as if he had stepped on a fly, and his only remaining eyes swept over the neck of the serrated man named Blood Shark from time to time, like a guillotine, sharp, and cold enough, as he spoke, the invisible magic hand also held a large bulging bag and handed it to the Blood Shark.

"Cut"

The blood shark pursed his lips disdainfully, reached out and took the pocket, glanced at it and threw it to the guy behind him, and after counting the harvest, the blood shark casually threw the ball of waste paper and the rhizome wrapped in it at the blindfold man.

"Here you go, the rhizome of the black mamba tree, hehe, a treasure that can only grow into a tree in the vast South China Sea in ten years, except for our blood shark mercenary group, no one else can get this kind of good thing, but for the sake of enough gold coins, I will give you a piece of advice, stay away from its sap, unless you want to give yourself a unique cremation ceremony. ”

The blindfolded man didn't move, but the rhizome thrown by the blood shark slowly stopped in midair, and then slowly began to circle in front of him, and after a few minutes, the blindfolded man reached out to his left hand, and a light flashed on the surface of the ring on his ring finger, and the whole tuber disappeared, but then the blindfolded man threw a delicate small bag at the foot of the blood shark.

"Tip, double it for you, and give you a piece of advice, it's the Lagerph family who is making a deal with you, understand?"

After saying that, he quickly left the small alley of this slum with the group, and the young man who was pressed into the garbage heap by his magic hand had already lost his breath, lying on the ground like a mass of garbage, and in less than ten minutes, all the things on this young man's body would be searched by the scavengers here, and even his body would be dragged into the dirty sewer.

"Hehe, fart Lagelf, I can smell the stench of the Demon Hunter Tower from ten miles away, and you, Abyssal Beast Morgries, do you really think I'm some kind of reckless man who doesn't understand?

The Blood Shark picked up the pouch from the ground, looked at it, then whistled happily and turned and walked into the darkness, where the rustling footsteps were no longer heard after a moment.