Although at this time, there was no trace of the Hera family in Olali.

But in fact, it was only six years since the expulsion of the Zeus and Hera clans from Eulari.

At this time, there are still traces of these two families in Oulali.

"Micah is actually a descendant of Hera's family, and the battle that led to the death of his parents is not that battle!"

Melly's face was filled with an expression of incredulity.

Just six years ago, the Zeus and Hera clans, who had ruled Eulari for thousands of years, finally faced the final challenge after completing two of the three major challenges.

Black Dragon!

In this battle, the tribes of Zeus and Hera ushered in an unprecedented defeat.

The elite of the clan was almost wiped out.

It was also at this opportunity that the Freya clan and the Loki clan drove them out of Orari and became the new overlord of Olari.

At this point, the Zeus clan and the Hera clan who had ruled Eulari for thousands of years completely disappeared from this world, and almost no one knew their traces anymore.

But now, the descendants of the Hera clan have reappeared.

Even if he doesn't belong to the Hera family.

At the thought of it, Melly couldn't help but get excited.

After all, this is too much in line with the hero's template.

"I really didn't find the wrong person!"

Melly thought to herself.

At the same time, hearing Michael's response, Yawei burst out laughing after a moment of silence.

"Very good, very good!"

"If you want to become the strongest clan, you won't have that much trouble at all, you just need to complete the crusade of the black dragon."

"That's right, that's it!"

Excited, Yawei kept patting Micah on the shoulder.

This made Micah, who was originally a little serious, feel a little stunned.

Come on, I'm serious.

When you do that, it always feels like I'm joking.

Despite this, Micah knew that Yavi was not joking, she really had this idea.

This made Micah feel full of warmth.

"Then it's decided, from now on, the crusade against the black dragon is the goal of the Yawei clan."

"What do you two think!"

Hearing Micah's inquiry, Amed and Melly responded one after another.

"I'll go wherever Micah goes!"

"Black Dragon's words, aren't they exactly in line with my ideal Warcraft setting? Defeat it, and our deeds will surely be passed down through the ages. ”

Hearing the support of his peers, the smile on Michael's face became more and more satisfied.

He then reached out and grabbed the staff in the box and waved it, tossing them to Amed and Melly.

"This, this is!"

Looking at the staff in his hand, both Amed and Melly were a little excited.

"I've sent you, give me a good use of them!"

Micah said unconcernedly.

For the gift of these two staffs, although there is an impulsive side, it is more deliberate.

As an ordinary person destined for only one kind of magic, Micah does not intend to become a magician.

Therefore, the staff was of no use to him at all.

According to Micah's knowledge of Amid and Merry, the former would be the best healer, while the latter would be the best magician.

So Micah gave his mother's staff to Melly, and his father's staff to Liamid, hoping that they would be able to better exert their strength.

Help yourself explore as many dungeons as you can and eventually reach the location of the Black Dragon.

Micah is well aware that in the dungeon, there is no future alone.

"Since you say so, then we're welcome!"

Clenched the staff in his hand, a look of joy flooded Melly's face.

As a hybrid of humans and elves, with elven blood, she naturally yearns for a great magician like Riveria.

Although after joining the Yawei family, almost all she learned was the skills of hand-to-hand combat.

But she also has her own pursuit of magic.

"I'll cherish this staff."

Stroking the staff in her hand, Amed said softly.

"It's up to you what you do with them, after all, something has been given to you, and that's your item."

With that, Micah looked again at the box containing the weapon, and reached for the unusual object.

The book that was in the weapon.

"This can't be a magic book, right?"

With such a fantasy, Micah opened the magic book without a title and looked at it seriously.

The next moment, his mind was completely captivated by the book.

"Autobiography, Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, the most beautiful magical girl in the world is me! ~Extra: The goal is the master of magic~! ”

Good guys, opening lightning strikes!

Amused by the familiar tone of the middle two, Micah, who was immersed in the book, continued to look down.

"Modern magic that even goblins know! Third. ”

Familiar recipes, familiar tastes.

At this moment, Micah has completely determined that this book is the magic book.

"Magic can be broadly divided into two types: innate and acquired. Needless to say, the innate class refers to the magic related to the subject's aptitude or the foundation of the race. Since ancient times, the magical races have been expected to learn magic at an early age with their potential talents, plus their cultivation and rituals, and although their attributes tend to be fixed, most of them have relatively strong and large-scale effects. ”

"The acquired type is the possibility that sprouts through the medium of God's grace, and it is also self-realization. It doesn't have any rules, it's infinite divergence. It is greatly affected by 'experience points'. ”

"Magic is interest. This element is especially important for the acquired category. Having an interest in something produces recognition, hatred, longing, lamentation, worship, vows, and longing. The trigger is always in the body. By God's grace, my heart is revealed. ”

As he continued to read, Micah felt that his spirit became more and more active.

The words in the book kept changing in front of him, and finally another Micah appeared in front of him, examining everything about him.

"If you ask, you will ask, if you ask, you will solve, and if you want, you will wait and see. The mirror of ugliness that brooks no hypocrisy is here. ”

"Hey, what is magic to you (me)?"

Hearing another of his own questions, Micah replied subconsciously.

"It's a miracle, it's the power to turn the tables in any situation."

Micah thought of the Heroic Spirits of the Moon World, and of King Arthur's glorious sword when she faced the sea demons.

"What is magic to you (me)?"

"It's the power to protect your companions in any situation."

Micah thought of his companions, and of the short film he had watched before the crossing.

Connecting your partner with the sword in your hand, what a desirable power it is!

I want to be like that.

"What kind of thing is magic to you (me)?"

What kind of things?

"It's a flame!"

In the eyes of Micah, who once lived in modern society, fire was the most ferocious weapon.

In that comfortable era, Micah, who could not swim, never went into the water, and he seemed to have mastered thunder and lightning when he used various electrical appliances, and he had never seen a typhoon in the interior of the mainland.

There is only fire.

Even though he knew that something couldn't go wrong, Micah was worried every time he turned on the fire to cook.

What if the gas canister explodes.

Flame was the thing that Micah feared the most in his previous life, and it was also the ability he wanted to obtain the most.

"What do you (me) want from magic?"

"I want more magic!"

When he thinks of magic, Micah thinks of Rivilia, the strongest magician of the Loki clan, who can use nine different magics, and she is not only the existence sought after by the elves!

Of all the magicians, who wouldn't want to be like her!

Micah, of course, is the same, he also wants to be the kind of being who magically washes the ground with a wave of his hand.

"That's it?"

"That's all!"

"What greed!"

"yes, I'm so greedy, after all, I want it all!"

"But that's me (you)!"

At the end of the day, the two who agreed laughed at the same time.