At this time, Ace was completely controlled by Hasa, his hands were constantly slapping the water, and his breath was almost at the end of his breath, and he was about to enter a state of choking.

Ace was angry in his heart, but his weak self could only be passive.

"Are you really going to die at the hands of this villain?" Ace is really unwilling!

Just when Ace was about to collapse in despair, a big hand instantly lifted Hasa, who had completely lost his mind, into the air.

"I'm going to kill you piece of shit!" Even though he was already under control, Hazah continued to scratch at him with a hideous face.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and a blood-red palm print soon appeared on Hasa's cheek!

"What are you! If you dare to murder a nobleman, today I will teach you a good lesson for your dead money-hungry father! A rough voice came.

After Ace was rescued, he quickly lifted his head out of the water and began to breathe heavily.

After relieving himself slightly, Ace turned his head to look, only to see that Butler Roque was beating Hasa fiercely.

Roque was also a member of the Lionheart Knights, and he had always followed his father from the bottom of his heart, so he was naturally very athletic.

Not long after, Hasa's nose and face were swollen and embarrassed, and he had long lost his previous arrogance.

Roque has always been short-tempered, and seeing that his young master was pressed into the water and couldn't breathe, he was naturally furious.

At this time, Hazah was already a little dying, but Roque still felt very angry. He drew his sword from his waist and struck it against Hazzah's chest.

Seeing this, Ace hurriedly stopped: "Uncle Roque, don't kill him!" ”

The anger on Roque's face did not subside, and he said: "Young Master, this guy dares to murder you, according to the laws of the Empire, murdering a nobleman is a capital crime!" And I, as a member of the Knights, also have the right to execute this scum! ”

Ace shook his head helplessly: "He is now a preparatory magician, and he is about to go to the Empire's magic academy to study magic." So, you can't kill him. ”

"What!" Roque looked shocked. He has been outside for the past half month to help Monchi-D-kamikaze with some business, and he just came back today, and he happened to bump into everything that happened just now, so he naturally didn't know about the magician test a few days ago.

Ace didn't pay attention to Roque's disbelief. He just stood up slowly, and then walked towards Nanyun City.

After experiencing the events of the past two days, Ace has completely understood a truth - only when he is truly strong can he do what he wants.

The status of nobility is certainly useful, but the respect that others have for nobility is sometimes just a pretense. Only when you are strong enough will others truly fear you!

Seeing that his young master was gone, Luo Ke immediately put away his sword, spat at Hasa, who was lying on the ground and moaning, and said viciously: "You are lucky today, scum!" ”

With that, Roque also went into the city.

After nightfall, Nanyun City was silent.

"Father, I have decided, I am going to the imperial capital to learn blacksmithing!"

Monchi-D-Kamikaze stared into Ace's determined eyes, "Have you really decided?" You know, learning to forge is also very hard, are you really ready for everything? ”

"Yes!" Ace's attitude was resolute. He knew that if he stayed in Nanyun City, then he would not want to achieve anything in his life, because Nanyun City was so small that the entire city could only find one junior magician.

He wanted to go to the imperial capital to study and see if he could find other ways to learn magic. Maybe some people are born with no sense of magic stones, but they can still practice magic? Maybe that's right!

But if he bows to fate, then everything is over, and he can only become the ignorant and selfish son of the nobility in the eyes of others.

"Well, I happen to know an old friend in the Imperial Capital, he is an extremely good blacksmith, and his forging skills are very high. It's just..."

Speaking of this, Monchi-D-Kamikaze hesitated, and then continued: "It's just that he's more special. ”

Ace asked curiously, "Special?" ”

"That's right! Because he's a dwarf! ”

"Dwarves?" The curiosity in Ace's heart intensified.

For the dwarf race, Ace has also seen it in books, saying that they are born skilled mechanics and forgers, and there are many casting masters in the Mandala Continent who are dwarves.

However, the vast majority of dwarves live in the Tagore Mountains in the southeastern part of the continent, and only a very small number will leave their homeland.

And for his father's concerns, Ace is also very clear. According to the books, dwarves are naturally fiery, like the Gomore volcano, which can erupt at any moment.

"Kid, dwarves don't get along well, and so does my old friend, so be prepared!" Kamikaze said earnestly.

Ace still nodded firmly: "Don't worry, father, I will not let you down!" ”

Looking at the perseverance in Ace's eyes, Kamikaze seemed to see his wife who had been dead for many years for a moment. In the past, she was also such a tough and strong character.

"Okay, it's not early, you can go back to your room and rest. Early tomorrow morning, the convoy of the imperial capital will come over. ”

Seeing his son walk out of the door, Kamikaze couldn't help but exhale and muttered in a low voice: "If it weren't for that disaster twelve years ago, you would be proud of your son at this time!" He's really like you! ”

After returning to the room, Ace lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, not only longing and yearning for the future, but also reluctant and nostalgic for his hometown.

He looked up at the rooftop, completely unsleepy. The cold wind outside the window blew in through the cracks in the window, making a whirring sound. He turned his head to look, but saw that something seemed to be hanging from under the windowsill, and the sky was dim, which made him a little unrelievable.

Curiosity led him out of bed and slowly to the window. When he got closer, he realized that it was a wooden board that was about to fall off, but there seemed to be something tied to it.

Bringing a candlestick, through the light of the candle, Ace saw that it was a black book that had been partially burned.

He carefully separated the book from the plank, but fortunately the glue was not too strong, so the book was basically not damaged twice.

Ace took a closer look at it, but found that the cover was long gone, the first few pages of the book had already been burned, and the middle part was full of extremely strange graphics, a bit like some kind of magic circle.

Ace took the book and went back to bed. Although I don't know the origin of this book, I heard from my father that this room was originally my mother's study of magic, and I think that this book should have been left by my mother.

It's just that why the mother hid this broken book is unknown.

Ace looked at it casually and found that there were very few magic spells recorded in it, but there was a lot of magic knowledge that he had never seen before.

After reading through it for a while, Ace concluded that these spells were definitely not any of fire, water, earth, wind, or light. So what kind of magic is this? He couldn't figure it out at all.

He took a random spell and read it casually, and it was written in an ancient language, so it was particularly bitter to read.

When he finished the incantation, he found that nothing unusual had happened in the room. Immediately disappointed, he tossed the Codex aside, and fell into a deep sleep.

But he didn't know that a mouse in the corner who came out to steal food stayed in place in a daze, motionless. It was a long time before the rat burrowed back into its burrow in terror.