It's autumn in the northern hemisphere of the planet Rodma. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The pale white sunlight shone into the courtyard from the rough patio, and the brick houses made of mud tiles looked dappled.

The door to this room was not closed, and in the courtyard, a pale young man sat in a wheelchair.

It was obviously not very cold season, but he was still wrapped in thick clothes, and there was a thick animal skin blanket on the right side of the chair.

The little girl in red ran in a hurry, disturbing the tranquility of the courtyard.

The young man raised his head slightly, revealing a kind smile: "Xiaoya is back." ”

Xiao Ya's face was full of anxiety: "Brother Ronan, those people are making trouble again, this time they are even more excessive than last time, they smashed our shed, there are real adventurers among them, uncles and uncles they can't beat those bad guys." ”

"What should I do?"

The young man smiled bitterly: "Xiaoya, if you say you want to fight, I can't help it." ”

The little girl's eyes widened, and she was about to say something when urgent footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

It was a group of young men hurrying by, carrying some farm tools and iron tools. Perhaps hearing the conversation between the two, one of the strong men stopped and snorted coldly into the courtyard:

"Knowing that I am a waste, and I still rely on Xiaoya's house to leave, I have never seen a thicker man than you!"

"Don't you say that about Brother Ronan, Brother Ronan is very smart, and he also teaches Xiaoya to read and write!"

The little girl was immediately unconvinced.

The strong man snorted, and he didn't bother to be angry with a little girl, so he waved his hand at the moment: "Let's go, we have to hurry up, damn-damn, a group of foreign adventurers, relying on their own adventurer association support, dare to bully us!"

"We're going to give them a little bit of color!"

The rest of the people immediately waved what could barely be considered a weapon in their hands, followed the strong man, and quickly left.

"The people of the garrison are gone, and those adventurers should not continue to make trouble. ”

The young man's voice was still very gentle: "Xiaoya, don't worry, those adventurers have always been lawless and accustomed to it, but this has always been the territory of Lord Rodema, the territory of a high-level wizard. ”

"I don't think they're going to be okay. ”

Xiao Ya nodded, and then looked at the young man: "Brother Ronan, is your body important? Will you feel cold?" Father said that it was too messy over there, so let Xiao Ya come back, and it was just time for you to drink medicinal porridge. ”

"Thank you, Xiaoya. When the young man said this, he seemed very tired and closed his eyes.

Xiaoya has long been accustomed to the actions of young people, she was driven back from the mine by her father and ordered not to go back, so naturally she could only obediently obey the instructions and cook porridge for Brother Ronan.

Half an hour later, a faint smell of medicine wafted from the courtyard.

The young man slowly opened his eyes and looked at his trembling hands, with a look of remembrance in his eyes.

"Brother, drink porridge. ”

Xiaoya obediently sent the wooden bowl up.

The young man looked at the bowl of medicinal porridge in a daze, the familiar taste, the familiar wooden bowl, the only difference from three years ago was Xiaoya in front of him, who had grown up three years old.

So he couldn't help but sigh a little -

It's been three years.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

How many days can your body support it?

How many old people are there in the empire over there in the maelstrom, and how are they doing?

It's a pity that no one can answer him about these things.

In front of him was the bowl of medicinal porridge he saw when he woke up three years ago.

Three years of dull years, how many memories, are all in a courtyard, a little girl and a night of medicinal porridge.

......

Three years ago.

When Ronan collided with the Black Dragon while driving the Fernand, he was really forced to do so.

This is the solution that the assistant robot David finally deduced, and it is also the only plan.

The black dragon was coming for him, and he couldn't stay out of it.

And after Luo Laohu's ascension, the empire that was extremely weak was no longer able to resist the black dragon's obscenity.

For this, he can only give it a go.

In addition to being a flying machine, the Fernan's is also a weapon of the mechanical family!

After all, David is only an assistant robot with low authority, he can only activate some lower weapon sequences, and apart from the Fernan itself, it can't find any other way to fight the black dragon.

The final step of Fernan's plan to hit the Black Dragon requires manual operation - in the faster-than-light jump, the robot itself cannot complete the command issuance.

All of this needs to be done by Ronan himself.

This is the reason why he sent Qingqing away.

He doesn't want others to die for him, it's a simple logic.

How long that collision of the century lasted, Ronan no longer remembers.

In his mind, he could vaguely see some blurred images of light and shadow, colorful.

He remembered that the Fernan's eventual entanglement with the black dragon entered the maelstrom.

He seemed to see a door.

Then he fell unconscious.

When he woke up, what appeared in front of him was this courtyard, a little girl of four or five years old, and a middle-aged man of about forty.

They saved him.

According to Xiaoya's father, they found the unconscious Ronan in the white forest in the western part of the village, and out of the compassion of a healer, Xiaoya's father brought him back and cared for him.

Despite this, he was just an ordinary human after all, and he knew a little about medicine, but he didn't know how to treat Ronan, who was on the verge of death.

This healing porridge was the only thing he knew that could help patients regulate their own functions, and although it was a hassle to concoct, he had been taking Ronan for the past three years.

This made Ronan very moved.

In fact, he knew that this kind of medicinal porridge would hardly help his poor physical condition, but he still silently accepted the kindness of the father and daughter.

Xiao Ya's family is not rich, and it is naturally a lot of burden to eat with one more mouth, but Xiao Ya's father has never said anything that he wants Ronan to leave.

That honest middle-aged man was one of the kindest people Ronan had ever met.

It's a pity that God doesn't treat such honest people well.

Ronan watched Xiaoya grow up day by day and taught her to read and read, and he learned a lot of things that others didn't know.

Of course, these are all digressions.

......

All in all, after the great collision, Ronan miraculously survived.

After a period of side knocking, he knew that he had come to the Western Star Field.

The planet, named Rodma, is the territory of a high-ranking wizard, relatively close to the Maelstrom, and belongs to a planet that is slowly declining.

The primordial stone mines on the planet have been mined, so most of the people living here are ordinary humans.

In this small village called Sita, for example, most of the people in the village make a living from farming and mining - not the primordial mines, of course, but the associated blue chert mines near the hollowed-out primordial mines.

Ronan spent three years in the small village of Sita and gradually learned something about the Wizarding Alliance.

It turns out that the Western Star Field is not what the humans of the empire imagined, they are all fierce and vicious wizards.

The vast majority of people living here are still ordinary humans.

Of course, the ruler of the Wizarding Alliance is naturally a high-ranking wizard, which can also be seen from the fact that the members of the ruling council and the lords of the major planets are wizards.

Wizards have supreme power here.

But the relationship between wizards and humans is much more relaxed than Ronan imagined.

Perhaps it was because of the emergence of the empire that the Wizarding Alliance learned its lesson, and instead of endlessly draining humans, they chose to coexist peacefully.

Wizards are superior, but not to the point where they can manipulate the lives and deaths of others at will—at least on the surface.

Within the Wizarding Alliance, power is relatively decentralized.

This starry sky is more like a world of scattered tribes, and communication with each other is not very developed.

The people here live a relatively primitive life, with no computers, no high-tech - apart from the spaceships made by wizards, Ronan feels like he has arrived in a past European Middle Ages.

Wizards are the masters of everything, but humans can also improve their own power through their own efforts.

The most realistic nature is what they call "adventurers".

After three years in the village, Ronan basically understood this concept.

Within the Wizarding Alliance, the division of living beings is basically that wizards are greater than adventurers and more ordinary humans.

But the class contradictions don't seem so great because of the laws of the Wizarding Alliance.

Although many civilians complain that the Wizard Lord's taxes are too high, they are rarely heard of causing trouble.

Of course, due to physical reasons, Ronan had no way to get more information.

In fact, he spent most of the past three years still in a coma.

He's in very bad shape right now.

The whole body is almost paralyzed, the upper body can barely move, but it is also very reluctant, the martial arts cultivation is completely destroyed, the magic pool is severely atrophied, and the inheritance of the Frost Winter Wizard has a backlash, so he is suffering from the cold of frost all the time!

If no miracle happens, he will probably have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Even the all-powerful seed, after Ronan woke up, he couldn't sense its power.

The unicorn arm that was formed by absorbing Modo's eyes has also returned to normal for some reason.

In other words, the current Ronan is just an ordinary person.

No, it should be a disabled person.

He can't walk, he can't work, he can get sick at any moment.

In the eyes of the rest of the village, he was a waste, a waste who would not leave Xiaoya's house.

......

"Brother Ronan?"

Xiaoya called softly.

Ronan woke up suddenly.

He gently took the bowl of porridge and took a sip, still with a familiar, somewhat sour taste.

At the entrance of the hot porridge, there was a faint heat rippling between the five organs of his chest.

It's a pity that this heat encountered those cold and icy qi in his meridians, and in the end, it was a small thing and turned into nothing.

Ronan ignored it and drank the hot porridge in one go.

Xiaoya smiled sweetly.

Who knew that at this time, a series of exclamations came from outside the village:

"Oh no! they really did it!"

"Dead!"

...... (To be continued.) )