Having lost the power of the Holy Order, Caesar could not fly for a long time, and most of the time he had to rely on his two legs to walk on the ground steadily. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

To speed things up, Caesar temporarily joined a caravan.

The caravan set out from a city called "Beasley" near Virgina, and the destination was the largest city on the border between the two empires, near the Monterey Mountains, the city of Stat.

In exchange for free carriages and food and lodging, Caesar's job was to keep the caravan safe as a member of the makeshift guard. Of course, in order to get this job, Caesar had to show some of his strength.

The caravan belonged to a family called "Fergus" in Beasley.

The Fergus family was not an old aristocracy, but in recent generations they suddenly became wealthy and became one of the most important families in Beasley.

Legend has it that back then, the grandfather of the current head of the family was just an ordinary descendant who was struggling to practice magic and wanted to change his life with his magical strength.

But there are not so many geniuses in the world, and he himself is even less talented. Although he meditates hard every day and exercises his spell-casting skills in a down-to-earth manner, he is still unknown to everyone else, just an ordinary little mage.

If he follows such a trajectory of life, Fergus will live an ordinary life like this.

But sometimes, the trajectory of fate is always unclear, and there is a faint sense of inexplicability.

During a training trip, Fergus encountered a powerful beast. After being seriously injured by the monster, he accidentally fell down the hill and fell into a deep mountain forest, where he soon fell into a coma.

Fergus, who was on the verge of death, felt as if he were bathed in gentle waters.

The sea constantly washed over his body, making him ripple in the warm currents.

Floating in the warm ocean, he seemed to hear the call of the maiden. The girl's voice was like the first spring breeze when spring came, gently blowing across his face. Little by little, his still-restless mind calmed down.

I don't know how long it took for Fergus to wake up from his coma.

He was surprised to find that the wounds on his body were already healed. He didn't feel a little tired when he just woke up, and his physical and mental condition was at its best.

Fergus, who somehow escaped death, groped for a way back, but unknowingly broke into a treasure place.

There, natural magic crystals grow everywhere.

The colorful light shook so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

After a moment's thought, Fergus took some of the high-quality crystals with him.

After a patient search, Fergus finally found a way out, left the forest, and returned to the city.

After escaping death, Fergus began to think about his future.

Some people are belligerent by nature and enjoy the thrill of struggling in a desperate situation and breaking through in a desperate situation, some of those people have a talent for envying others, and some of them are just ordinary beings.

Either way, it's everyone's voice listening to their hearts.

And the voice in Fergus's heart told him that this might not be the life he wanted.

After much thought, Fergus decided to give up on becoming a great mage.

He found an opportunity to sell some of the magic crystals he had obtained from the forest for a good price, and with the money he had gotten into business, Fergus went into business.

Who knew that although Fergus had mediocre magical talents, his business acumen was first-class. Soon the business grew bigger and bigger, and of course, the marriage with the old local aristocracy was indispensable, and he finally made the name of the Fergus family the signature of Beasley two generations later. Even in Virgina, the mention of the Fergus family is enough to be awe-inspiring.

This is the past of the Fergus family, and it is a legend that every descendant of the Fergus family can tell.

Along the way, Caesar heard the story from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in the caravan.

The girl's name was Irene, and she had beautiful emerald green hair, and her pupils were also full of life.

According to Erin, she worked in the Fergus family's estate, and this time she followed the caravan out, just wanting to get out and have a look.

The two met by accident, and because they were close in age and young people, they soon chatted together.

Whenever night falls, when there is some idleness, Caesar occasionally thinks of the story from Irene's mouth.

Caesar was puzzled by the forest that Fergus had accidentally entered, and the place where natural magic crystals grew.

That same evening, after dinner, Caesar found Erin again.

"What's wrong? Mr. Caesar?"

The girl is innocent and cute, with occasional flashes of cleanliness in her eyes, but she is extraordinarily gentle to people.

"Irene, I would like to ask you, is the story of Fergus real, and is the forest that Fergus inadvertently broke into in the story also real?"

Erin was a little puzzled, not knowing why Caesar was so serious about a story, but she patiently said to Caesar:

"Whether the story is true or not, I don't know if there is any oil and vinegar in it. I also heard the whole story from other people's mouths, after all, it is too old. In the story, the forest that Fergus fell into was the forest near the Monterey Mountains, the dividing line between the present-day Macedonian and Montgolian empires. This is why, no matter how backward and depressed the economy is, the Fergus family is still happy to trade with that area. ”

Erin paused, then continued:

"To be honest, the effort and risks involved in such a long journey are completely disproportionate to the benefits that can be bringed. Anyone can see this, but the Fergus family, who are good at business, still go their own way, do not care about the meager profits, and almost treat this thing as charity. Maybe that's the family's belief. ”

Caesar nodded.

Probably in the hearts of the Fergus family, that's where it all began. It is precisely because of there that there is a family today, which is a kind of gratitude to God and a kind of faith.

However, in Caesar's heart, he sensed the strangeness in this story.

From Caesar's point of view, the story is mostly a true story. And the area where the natural magic crystals grow in the story is likely to be the first destination of his trip, the elven village.

And it is very likely that Fergus in the story was saved by an elf.

As for the basis, that's pretty simple.

Under normal circumstances, natural magic crystals generally grow in areas full of certain magical elements - water elemental crystals grow in the depths of the sea, wind elemental crystals grow in storm-prone areas, earth elemental crystals grow underground, fire elemental crystals grow near volcanoes, and thunder elemental crystals grow in thunderstorm-filled areas.

Of course, this is not absolute. But it has to be something of an element to fill in, that's for sure.

Therefore, on the continent, it is difficult to find a region that can grow magic crystals with multiple attributes at the same time.

Caesar noticed that Erin used the word "multicolored" when describing Fergus seeing the magic crystal. If it weren't for the slip of the tongue in the story, it would be that there was more than one magic crystal out there.

Since the elves are special elemental beings, their bodies are filled with rich magical elements. In other words, almost only in the places where the elves live, the described "colorful" magic crystal veins will appear!