It's an abandoned attic, and although the Max clan as a retainer of the dragon has lost power, this kind of house that is not worth a few gold coins is still a little bit stocked, especially after someone appears in a maverick way, and these attics seem to have a little more life inside.

"Different magical elements should be faint particles with different attributes, they are free in a closed internal space, and through some means similar to chanting and magic circles, to create a medium for them to release, so that there is a qualitative change, from some chaotic particle forms to cohesive matter, should be so? ”

Li Laifu held a book that had been wrinkled and yellowed in his hand, rubbed his slightly sour eyes, and let out a helpless wry smile.

As the only high-achieving student in a small ravine who was admitted to a third-rate engineering university, he did not have the sense of struggle of a poor child, nor did he have the legendary story of a down-and-out scholar who studied hard for ten years and then once became a title on the gold list, Li Laifu was just lucky, and he still remembers the sudden wind on the day of the college entrance examination, and the ghost animal scene that blew the test paper of a little girl sitting on his face.

In his own words, it was simply destiny, and with his keen eye, he caught the answer to the multiple-choice question in an instant, and the unbiased change made him step into the so-called ivory tower, and the old village chief, who had not been optimistic about him, smiled tearfully and touched his head as he sent him out of the village and said. Laifu is a promising child, even one point more than the undergraduate line', and then took out a large piece of cloth bag wrapped in old tobacco leaves from the shabby pocket, and solemnly handed it to Li Laifu.

On some nights, he would look at the statue of the hero in Tustin, listen to the prayers and bells of the cathedral, and slowly recall the incense of the old tobacco leaves, which was so interesting, the smoke rings that came out of his mouth were not scattered and invisible with the wind, but slowly rose, swirling around the statue of light in Eld Cathedral, and at the top of the noble tower of the Magical Guild, which was really worth trying.

Li Laifu's eyes were confused, and two fingers of his left hand unconsciously stretched out, slowly approaching the corners of his mouth.

But the sound of footsteps interrupted his dreamy thoughts.

"Mr. Emery, Lord Viscount wants you to come over for a moment, uh, because there is a very interesting guest, and he says yes, there is a very interesting guest, and Lord Viscount wants you to come over for a while. ”

The old butler Troy lowered his eyebrows and looked not so kind, at least Li Laifu's intuition told him that the treacherous attitude of an old fox and the docility of a little rabbit are always completely different, maybe they are not malicious, but often temperament is a natural outpouring of products, not a deliberate imitation overnight.

For example, this is the case of this old man who wears a black robe all year round, and Li Laifu has been extremely impressed by this old man for seven years, and with the increase in the number of contacts, this feeling has become more and more intense, which is a sense of powerlessness to be seen through.

Li Laifu, who has crossed into this world, has two biggest hole cards, that is, age and thought.

Its shape is like a child, and its heart is ancient.

The appearance of being young will be lost over time, and this advantage of being despised or even ignored will gradually disappear, and for Li Laifu, a few years of squandering time is enough, although the accumulation and experience of his previous life are not very sophisticated, but it is enough to make him far superior to all the noble heirs of the same age, this period will be his golden age, and it is also the key to whether he can gain a foothold on this continent.

But all this has a big premise, that is, no one knows his details, and even the slightest wariness cannot be generated by others. This is not a simple matter, especially in a bizarre fantasy world, where there are so many ghosts of all kinds that even ordinary people can live for hundreds of years, and these seemingly ordinary people may not be ordinary people.

Li Laifu nodded slightly at Troy, put the slightly yellowed "Introduction to Magic Foundations" on the steel and wood table back on the stacked bookshelf, and said softly: "Senior, I believe that you and Viscount Goulette will not do anything to hurt me, be honest and fair to people, and have no evil thoughts, this is the minimum bottom line of being a nobleman, right, so I choose to believe you, and I will go over immediately." ”

Li Laifu's learning ability is still good, and in seven years, he has learned the so-called aristocratic etiquette, the tone of his speech, the way he speaks, and the passage of chanting a few words from time to time. But even so, he still has an uneasy emotion that is difficult to dissipate, which is the invisible oppression from an old man.

There is a theorem in that world, that is, no one can be truly immutable, and Li Laifu always thought so until he traveled to this continent called Eternity and met an old man named Troy.

This old man is so strange, so strange that it can make people feel inexplicably terrifying.

No matter the cold or the heat, whether it is the newborn sunrise or the bright starry night, this old man will always be the same, always a low-eyed and soft-whispered appearance, the corners of his mouth will always hang a smile, as if nothing in this world can make him feel angry and uneasy, this old man is simply a rigid portrait, not a living person of flesh and blood.

But if you trace back to the roots, Li Laifu has still seen the appearance of this old man when he frowned.

It was a rainy night seven years ago.

"Of course, little Emery, don't worry, I'll vouch for it with my old head, and you won't have any accidents. ”

Troy said with a smile, but he raised his eyebrows again, as if he was a little hesitant, and the appearance of wanting to speak stopped Li Laifu's steps, but then he showed a bright smile, which is the expression he should have at his age.

With a step, the forged silver boots under his feet kicked up the dust of the old attic, and Li Laifu was ready to leave.

Troy spoke suddenly.

"Actually, you should understand, little Viscount Emory, he has never regarded you as a stranger, and he has never regarded you as a waste who can't do anything, and even the great magician of the Magic Guild was inexplicably dismissed after making some indecent remarks, you should understand all of this. And the St. Fe College where you are about to study, it is no ordinary place, even the king of Tustin, the archbishop of the Elder Cathedral, and the presidents of the major guilds will smile when they see the coat of arms of that school, and then step aside to make way for a smooth path. In order to let you in and be truly baptized and gilded, Lord Viscount has paid too much"

The old butler's tone was very low, and behind him were mountains of books, which were originally covered with dust, but the arrival of Li Laifu made them enough to see the light of day, and just in front of this pile of ancient books, Troy had a smile on his face that did not belong to the aristocratic style, like an old man looking at his doting child.

"I'm sure you won't disappoint Lord Viscount. ”

Li Laifu paused again, and his immature face showed a distorted calmness, which was definitely not the expression that a child should have.

He raised his left arm, looked at the crossed twin sword badges on his robes, closed his eyes, and slowly opened his mouth.

"Old Troy, one of my benefactors, I once read in a book about a legend about a monster, a blood-colored bird in the distant Verdun Mountains, whose feathers were as sharp as the artifacts forged by the dwarves, and who were at the top of the food chain, and even the legendary dragons could only shy away from them. But this bird is very weak when it is a minor, and it is not even as good as a first-order magical beast, and any despicable orc, or a thief who hides in the dark and does not dare to see people, can easily take its life. Do you know what I mean?"

Li Laifu narrowed his eyes and exhaled softly.

"Those who are in front will not see your weakness, and those behind will mock your weakness, but shall I tell you this, that such a gesture will be an incomparable advantage for me, for I will always stand where they cannot see, old Mr. Troy. ”

The bells of Elder Cathedral rang like the mournful sound of an elegy, but this symbolized the fall of dawn.

The old butler of Troy widened his eyes slightly, looking at the so-called seven-year-old child in front of him in disbelief, but he didn't act too radically, and the old man still had a smile on his face.

The baptism of time and the experience of life made this gray-sidedness old man very clear about what Lila Emory said just now, it may be a disaster, but it is also an opportunity for the Max family to be reborn.

The mountain of old books gave the attic a strange smell, but Li Laifu liked it very much, and jokingly called it 'the love of knowledge', and many servants scoffed at this child, who sighed and sighed all day long, except for three people, one of whom was the old viscount Goulett, and the other was the old butler Troy, who wore a black robe all year long.

Following the old butler's gaze, Li Laifu walked to the side of the pile of books and asked, "Old Mr. Troy, can you help me prepare a set of knight's clothes, I think it may be used in a while, no, it should definitely be used." ”

The old butler's eyes narrowed, and for the first time he smiled differently, like some cunning creature in the forest.

"You're no ordinary child, little one. ”

Li Laifu touched his head, pretended to be confused and stared at his innocent and pure eyes, and responded in a mischievous tone:

"You're no ordinary butler, Trojan senior. ”

The conversation between the two foxes was not something that a pure creature like a human could understand, and old Troy laughed so hard that the wrinkles on his face were almost forming bottomless furrows, but there was still no pause, and perhaps he had not laughed so unbridled in many years.

"Yes, everything, knight's suit, glorious sword, sturdy armor, and a scroll of fifth-order fire magic, I'll give you this little guy with me, so that those unsightly flies can taste it." ”

The old butler took out a fiery red scroll from the black robe and handed it to Li Laifu, and the seal on it suspended one strange symbol after another, as if the elves sealed inside couldn't stop singing.

Li Laifu took the scroll and smiled, in fact, he didn't need it.