(Yi Fan, twelve-year-old, boy, with a fat face and a chubby body.) Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info)

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the glass on his buttocks, a wooden stick knocked down on time and knocked on the door of Yi Fan's head.

"Ahh

Screaming in pain, a chubby figure immediately bounced up from the bed.

The hazy Yi Fan got up and came to the window, pushed open the broken glass window, and looked at the busy people who got up early on the street.

There was a cacophony of worldly sounds, the roar of the neighbor's butler, the footsteps of the servants, the neighing of horses, the barking of stupid dogs, and the sound of 'clang, clang, clang' pounding the wooden door with his fist......

The sound slowly entered his ears, and Yi Fan enjoyed the morning sun in the early morning.

The sound of hammering a wooden door...... The sound of eagerly hammering the wooden door?

Yi Fan slapped his head, his fat cheeks trembled twice, and he shouted, "I'm going to be late!"

The knocking on the wooden door downstairs became more urgent, and the people who came couldn't help but shout.

"Pastor, pastor, open the door, a quarter of an hour has passed for prayer!"

In the dilapidated church, the diligent merchants at the door have already set up their stalls for a long time, there are devout believers cleaning the way for the church, and playful children chasing and playing in front of the door.

It's late, it's late. Yi Fan's mind was full of confusion, he found his linen pants and hurriedly put them on, took the clothes in his hand, and opened the door and ran out.

Before going downstairs, he covered an old man's face with his own stinky socks that had not been changed last night. The old man slept at the end of the bed, holding the end of a stick in his hand.

Old John slept so heavily that no one could normally wake him up, and his snoring would not be interrupted, no matter how noisy it was. However, Yi Fan's stinky socks robbed him of all the fresh air in his life......

"Yi Fan~~!"

Slipped out of the back door, didn't run far Yi Fan heard the roar coming from the attic of the church, smiled and glanced back hurriedly, in front of the attic window, Old John was blowing his beard and staring at him, the old man's angry appearance was very much in line with Yi Fan's heart.

I used a wooden stick as a clock every day, and today I finally got relieved.

Leaving the dilapidated church, Yi Fan kept walking through the streets and alleys, rushing to the magic academy as fast as he could.

Muddy paths, waterlogged bushes. After getting out of the wild road, Yi Fan was simple and tidy, and finally caught up with the moment before the academy closed.

Entering the gate of the Academy of Magic, the little fat man's heart settled down a little. Calming his breath, Yi Fan was about to sneak down the path on the left towards the stable, when a sudden sound came from behind him that made his soul flutter.

The voice was like a rope that trapped him, and he couldn't help but stiffen.

"Little fat man, you're late!"

Yi Fan turned around a little unnaturally.

He bowed slightly, didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at the other party, lowered his head, and looked obedient.

"Miss. “

Standing opposite Yi Fan at this time was a beautiful girl wearing the uniform of the Academy of Magic and the badge of a magic apprentice, and the girl was staring at Yi Fan suspiciously: "You just woke up?"

It was the first time they had met, but both knew who each other was. The girl is the daughter of the city lord, and she belongs to the much-anticipated Xingyue, and Yi Fan naturally knows it. And Yi Fan, the girl had already heard about his appearance from her father, and it was not much different from what the city lord had described, chubby, and in the shape of a "ball......

"Nope. Yi Fan didn't look up, but denied it in a low voice.

"Oh, the joust is about to start, you know, being late on the training ground, how fierce Dean Sujira must be. Anna glared at her companion, who looked submissive, wondering why her father had sent such a person to accompany her. "You're wearing your pants backwards. ”

Listening to the footsteps leaving, Yi Fan breathed a sigh of relief. I found a corner where no one was around, and quickly changed my pants.

Yi Fan was glad that the temper of this city lord's daughter was not as arrogant and unreasonable as rumored. With Yi Fan's behavior just now, if it is put into the eyes of other noble children, it will not be enough to do it with just a few words.

A scolding or even a beating is definitely indispensable.

Without time to delay, Yi Fan quickly ran to the stable of the Academy of Magic, led Miss Anna's war horse, and rushed to the largest horse farm in Sidon City.

Sidon is a small city built on a hill. It is located in the southwest of the Assyrian Empire, in the western part of the Divine Grace Continent.

The Jordan River flowed through the Assyrian Empire, and along the Jordan River, the Assyrian Empire gave rise to many small cities, and the city of Sidon was the first beneficiary of the Jordan River in the Assyrian Empire.

The houses in Sidon were taken from the Jordan River, and at the bottom of the riverbed, the hardest stones were abundant, and they were inexhaustible, and from time to time huge boulders were pushed from the upper reaches of the river.

The houses built with the stones of the Jordan River can protect them from the cold and heat, and are highly respected by the people. Because most of the stones are blue, the main color of the city of Sidon is also blue.

The blue of Sidon spreads from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and the lush trees are dotted with vivid green. In the sun, the small town of Sidon is beautiful.

As winter passes and spring comes, the hard glaciers have just melted, ushering in the latest fishing season. The capture of the gospel from the Jordan River brought the fishing boats and fishermen downstream of the city of Sidon together. The port is very lively. Voices.

Leading the horse, Yi Fan greeted the residents of Sidon who passed by with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Aunt Lilisa. ”

"Uncle Pol, it's morning!"

Although, no one responded to him......

Yi Fan is still happy to do this, and he greets anyone when he sees it. At least, he was glad that these people didn't look disgusted with him as they usually did.

"Morning, Yi Fan!"

At the port, the shirtless boy who was carrying his bag greeted Yi Fan. The boy has short hair and bright eyes, and is dressed in copper-brown healthy flesh. This is the only person in Sidon City, except for the old priest John, who is willing to greet Yi Fan.

"Morning, Jedo!"

Yi Fan's enthusiastic response!

Yi Fan was born with yin and yang pupils. The left eye is verdant, bright and bright. The right eye is scarlet, violent and demonic. Some say that this is ominous, that it is a calamity, that it is a divine punishment, and that anyone who approaches him will be affected. Therefore, few people are willing to approach Yi Fan, and even if they do, they will resist.

Like Jie Duo, who is willing to become friends with Yi Fan, this is the only case in Sidon City.

Leave the bustling harbor behind and walk on the way to the racecourse. Yi Fan didn't think of his life experience.

"Five years ago, John Sr. would have been better if he hadn't picked it up. Yi Fan's enthusiasm has only gained one friend in five years, and he is tired.

Yi Fan is not a native of Sidon City.

He was fished out of the Jordan River by John five years ago.

He remembered his background, remembered his past. He has a family, a clan, a brother, and parents. His hometown is in the dense jungle. There is a lake with a babbling stream, and the surface of the lake is as clear as a mirror. There are towering ancient trees rising from the ground, and the body of the trees is as strong as the city wall.

The wind blows softly, and the rain falls like a flick.

In Yi Fan's memory, his hometown is as beautiful as a fairyland, unparalleled beauty.

He misses his hometown, but he doesn't want to go back.

He has a pair of parents who are forced by the rules of the clan to love him but dare not show love to him.

He had a cold, heartless brother who disciplined him harshly and smiled in front of him, but he was 100% loved by his parents.

He hates being there.

He remembered that his father's name was Moses Zijian and his mother's name was Gude Morian, and that he was their second son.

In the Divine Grace Continent, in this world full of magic and vindictiveness, in this era of many powerful clans, he grew up, and he understood how unusual these two surnames were.

The Moses family, the clan is located on the border of the "furious forest", and is famous for the Moses fighting spirit of Moses. It is rumored that if the Moses family were not in conflict with the world, it would be able to push any strong clan on the Divine Grace Continent. From Yi Fan's current vision, that is the truth.

Goode, founded in the "Forest of Magic", is like Moses. The heirs of the Goode family all possess a formidable talent for magic, and they are well-versed in the world, no matter how complex the magic.

Although the two clans are secluded, they are in the top ten of the list of secular powerhouses.

More than ten years ago, the two tribes felt the development of the outside world, sensed the crisis, and under pressure, the two tribes tried to unite: marriage.

Yi Fan and his brother are the products of this marriage. It seems that fate makes people, the two have the same father and mother, but when they were born, they were destined to take different paths.

Moses Jay, gifted and handsome, possessed the great talents of both races, and since he was born, he has been the pride of both races, and both tribes regard him as a treasure, and they obey and love him in every way.

And Moses Ifan, when he was born, the sky showed a vision, and the bright starry night raised two halves of clouds. The starry sky is dyed by clouds and mist, presenting the strange image of blue and red half of the sky. The green is bright, the red is strange. Yi Fan was born, his eyes were born with yin and yang, his left eye was blue, and his right eye was red. Suddenly, he was regarded as ominous by his clansmen. Moreover, an elder tested his salary, and the elder asserted on the spot that 'the demon martial arts are all wasted'!

Demon Warriors are all in ruins......

Five years ago, because of the New Year's hunting, Yi Fan was forced by his brother to participate, and under the compulsion of his brother, he gritted his teeth, mustered up his strength, and worked hard to keep up with the speed of the team. Although he usually does not slack off in training, his physical strength is very limited without the blessing of fighting spirit, and he is helpless to fall behind after exhaustion. Left alone, chased by a magical boar, he stumbled and rolled down the hill, fell into the Jordan River and fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, he was already in the attic of the church, where he still lived to this day.

"Demon Martial Arts are all wasted...... Hehe. ”

After walking a few corners and accidentally stumbling over a small stone, Yi Fan shook his head and put aside his distracting thoughts.

The racecourse is not far from here, and there are many companions around who are like Yi Fan, leading the horses towards the racecourse. Although they are all companions, everyone's identities are also different.

Not far in front of Yi Fan, there is a brocade cloth and jade companion reading.

This person Yi Fan knew, the son of Jia Yu, a wealthy merchant in the north of the city, named Ke Xilan.

Leading the horse, the meat of the two arms is swaying there when walking, this is a typical rich second generation. As a rich second generation, Cosiland also has heroic dreams. But his lazy figure and illustrious family family eliminated the possibility of him becoming a knight.

The conditions for promoting to knighthood are very demanding. You have to cultivate your fighting strength and condense your fighting spirit [Battle Ring]. But this requires not only outstanding talent, but also extraordinary patience and perseverance, patience and perseverance, which are completely insulated for the fat man Cocilan, who is a rich second generation.

Cosiran found another way, but the knight couldn't do it, so he learned magic. In epic legends, magicians can also become heroes of the world.

The conditions for magical apprentices are also harsh, though. Talent, time, and patience are required, but compared to the knights, Cociland can accept this. But if you want to become a magician, there is a hard and fast rule that prevents commoners: a magician must be a nobleman!

Only those who have the title of nobility are legally allowed to become magicians. Therefore, Cosilan tried his best to spend money to get a companion for reading. On the one hand, he urged the wealthy merchant father to obtain a noble title, and on the other hand, he gave priority to magic as a companion.

Cocyland's ideas are excellent, and most of the people in the companion reading have his thoughts.

(Author: There are many readers who say that the protagonist is fat, but in fact, the protagonist I set is taking the route of 'rich and handsome', and the fat one is only when the protagonist is a child.) ）