When I arrived in the small town of Istan, I took Uncle Jack to find a place to distribute food, but all I saw was chaos.

I searched for Abigail and Little Jack and saw them shouting at the crowd.

"Let go of my dad, let go!"

"Don't hit him!"

I stepped forward to check the situation, and stood on tiptoe to notice that in the middle of the crowd of people, in the clearing, Abigail's father was pressed to the ground by a scruffy man with a disheveled head, and he hit his head with a hammer in his hand, spilling blood.

I was so shocked that I hurriedly used wind magic to repel the sloppy man, and the crowd was pushed away by the strong wind, and I took the opportunity to run in.

Coming to Abigail's father, Uncle Chloe, I tried to use magic healing, but he was already dying.

My Elven Eye observed that his heart had stopped beating, without a trace of life.

"Woo, Dad, how are you, wake up!"

"Don't leave us behind."

Abigail and Little Jack wept bitterly, grieved.

I looked at the ground, the scruffy man who wanted to slip away, and pounced on him and knocked him down.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on, why are you killing him!"

"Let go of me, let go of me, that guy gave the food that should have been given to me to the children first, why? He's damned! ”

"You bastard!"

I was furious and raised my fist and slammed it into the sloppy man's face.

He was smashed by me and had a nosebleed, and he didn't resist the whole time, and finally laughed maniacally, "Hey, hey, this world doesn't need any rotten good people."

He was so kind, he kept saying don't rob it, everyone has a share, but why didn't he give me the food first, but gave it to those damn kids, who were the ones who grabbed the things first.

The people here are also not worthy of his kindness, I hit him just now, why didn't anyone come over to help, but looked at it indifferently?

You're all crazy, crazy, hahahaha! ”

"Die!"

I chanted the spell of power magic, and my strength soared, and I slammed my fist down, and the sloppy man lost his breath on the spot, turned his head and died.

After doing this, I was a little stunned, looking at my blood-stained hands, and a sense of guilt arose in my heart.

Looking around, I saw that none of them cared about this, and they were all frantically snatching turnips from the donkey cart, and some of them even targeted the donkey, hitting the head with a blunt object, and then cutting off and snatching the flesh from it.

Crazy, all crazy.

Are these still people?

I couldn't help but ask myself.

"Little brother, my dad is dead, and we have no relatives."

"Mom has already died of illness, you can take us in!"

Little Jack and Abigail pounced in front of me and grabbed my sleeves.

Little Jack said, "Please, be my master, I want to learn magic from you." ”

"Me too, we want to live!" Abigail pleaded.

As I looked at these two poor children, I couldn't help but think of the dead Grandpa Rodney, and my heart grieved and I felt deep sympathy for them.

These two children are still young and have no ability to take care of themselves, how can they survive in this situation where famine and plague coexist?

If I dislike them as a burden and leave them behind, within three days they will most likely starve to death in this area, or even worse, and be mercilessly eaten by the hungry refugees as rations.

So I chose to take them in.

I remember Uncle Jack saying that Grandpa was buried on the hill and I wanted to go and see him.

Mountains.

I found Patney's grandfather's tombstone.

His cross tombstone is scribbled and simple, and there is nothing around him, making him appear lonely.

"Grandpa...... I've become a magician and I'm back to see you. ”

I knelt in front of the tombstone, my voice trembling.

He is my only and most important relative in this world, and although I don't know if my parents are still around, he is my only one.

Now, he is no longer there, I am not a child who doesn't understand anything, my real identity is an adult who has lived for thirty-four years, at this age, you should know how to part with life and death, and learn to let go.

Sometimes, over-indulging in grief is meaningless, and those who love us prefer that we can go on strongly, rather than blindly decadent.

"Master, is this your grandfather?" Abigail's voice rang in his ears.

Little Jack stood with her with a sad expression.

I nodded, stood up and used my magic to break through the surrounding dirt and help bury their father, Chloe, with a simple monument.

They seemed to be stronger than I imagined, their eyes were firm, and after saying goodbye to the deceased, they chose to leave.

I didn't think I could afford to be a Master, but I just had compassion for them, so I chose to take them in.

If they find a better home, I will not hesitate to leave them.

Through the conversation, I learned their full names and ages.

Jack William, Abigail William, one thirteen, one twelve.

Next, I want to meet someone, a familiar person.

I had some suspicions in my heart and was worried that I would be disappointed, but I just wanted to check it out.

The originally vibrant town has now become desolate and desolate, with corpses everywhere and a miserable state.

Listen to Jack and tell them that a year ago, there was an outbreak of a plague here, followed by a drought.

The people of the town died and fled, and no one knew the source of the plague and drought, as if there was a large invisible hand playing with the gears of fate, turning it in an unknown direction.

I went to the open grass and looked at the scorching sky, and the Elven Eye noticed an anomaly.

The sky here is covered by a layer of magical fluctuations that cannot be observed by the naked eye, like a heavenly dome, isolating everything from the outside world.

"Elena, did you find anything?"

"Well, I found that this area was deliberately cast by people to block the natural circulation and change of clouds, causing abnormal weather and unbearable heat all the time."

"Is there any solution then?"

"Yes, master, I will have a set of rain magic, which is similar to your trick of thunder, and the requirements for you are not high, with your current physique, with my magic power, I will definitely be able to break through that invisible barrier!"

Elena's voice was very confident.

I'll smile and tell Jack and Abigail to stay away.

Pulling out my wand and raising it above my head, I chanted the spell Elena had taught me, and she manipulated my body to begin the summoning dance.

Summoning magic is one of the rare magics, and like magic arrays, it is sometimes sophisticated and complex, and requires a very high level of mage's ability.

Legend has it that the summoning magicians of this world will summon humans from other worlds and grant them the title of "Brave".