"It's supposed to be five o'clock in the morning, it's cold, it's quiet outside." Ye Xiao, who was awakened by hiding in the straw on the second floor, looked at the gap with a trace of moonlight on the crutch, feeling very lonely.

Self-regulation and suppression of loneliness were compulsory courses for people who had been lonely all their lives in their previous lives, and soon Ye Xiao was attracted to other interesting things, such as the party every full moon night, such as the book behind the stone wall.

"But how do you spend this time? Think about the interesting things before? Ye Xiao said to himself, you must know that in the poor world before him, there will be people who die alone every year, even if they are not.

"I should abandon loneliness, abandon the past, and start my legendary magical life!" Ye Xiao called for himself, but there was a little acid reflux in his stomach, and he was now more and more sure that the teacher's magic plants were carrots and potatoes.

He was still okay with baked potatoes, but roasted carrots, "Oh my God, as long as you don't bake the paste, it's good, you can eat it." ”

Holding his stomach, Ye Xiao walked out of the straw pile, this is his residence, which can make him resist some cold in winter, but it also makes him feel particularly lonely, a party has long passed, but it has also confirmed his identity and name, the magician of the land of the stars, Petse.

His name is completely implemented, and he is a loser.

"Hello magician, my name is Savage, can you set this pile of branches on fire?"

Outside the castle, the wild man left behind by the druid asked Tser as he stood alone in the darkness, but he didn't care.

"No problem." He walked over and used the mineral powder given by the teacher, and in an instant the branch burned very brightly.

"Wow~ Is this the magic of legends? I envy you to be able to walk into this castle. The wild man danced around the flames and looked at a child with more and more respect, "Have I caught a toucan, do you want to taste it?" ”

"It just so happens that I also have some potatoes from my teachers, so I'll go back and get them."

So before dawn, the two of them ate bird meat and potatoes over a bonfire.

"I really envy you!" The wild man said that he was referring to the entry into the castle.

"What is there to envy?" Away from the crowd, he couldn't even see other people's lives.

"I've been with the Druid Priest for three years, but I'm still in his test, and only a qualified savage is eligible to enter the castle." The savage gnawed on the toucan's head and said, in fact, his actions made him feel that he had become very much of a savage.

"My time wasn't too short, and I lost a grocery store for it, which was what I lived on in town, everything I had." Teaser said.

"I don't think it's much compared to the qualifications to enter the castle, and you're going to enter a whole new way of life." The savage did not regret when he heard it, he only had envy.

"These people don't have normal brain circuits." After eating, he sat with the wild man by the fire for a while, even if the two of them didn't speak, sitting here with one person can reduce the loneliness in his heart.

When the day dawns, the savage is gone, and a savage who walks in the dark is a good savage, and he is to go to his lair to sleep, and if he needs it, he can learn the call of a bird to summon him.

The traces of the campfire were soon drowned out by the cold winter, and looking at the silence around him, he decided to explore the library, and he returned to the second floor of the castle, and found the chest of books in the fourth room separated by the straw pile, on which various books were placed.

There were not many books, about a hundred including manuscript paper, but these were rare treasures in this era, and it is said that few people were literate except for the church and some great nobles.

"In the third grid, the sixth ranked soul origin and composition is a dragon-level book recorded in the forbidden book catalog, and only two hundred copies were issued at the beginning, and the effect was good, but when the second batch was printed, the faction and the printing house were all burned at the stake by the church, because it was knowledge from hell."

The teacher's description is always legendary.,In fact, this book is even more legendary than the teacher's description.,There are all kinds of ancient legends and demon forms.,There are illustrations on the side.,Through the small skylight, I feel that the guy who drew this at least has a master level.。

"The origin of the soul is used to deny that God created man, and that alone can make the church burn them at the stake."

Looking at one absurd story after another, he analyzed a method of extracting and using phosphorus fire, and a description of the state of the soul, but each one was different.

"Whether you can be a real magician or a magician depends only on your own talent."

Thinking back to what the teacher said before leaving, I couldn't help but sigh, there are all kinds of soul origins, but it is too difficult to extract useful knowledge from them.

But the only thing he doesn't lack now is time, read a hundred times and see his own righteousness, if he reads faster, will loneliness not be able to catch up with himself?

For a month, he devoted all his energy to the book on the origin and composition of souls, for which he only called out to the wild people when he felt hungry, and he finally found the joy of learning in such immersion, not because he had analyzed new magic, but because he himself had a new change.

"That thing should be a skill tree, a skill tree that isn't lit."

Ever since he had read the illustration at the end of the book, The Tree of Pu'ermoti, the appearance of the Tree of Hell had appeared in his mind, and the different illustrations had such and such colors, and the tree in his mind was gray.

This is not the World Tree, but the Demon Tree, and there is a demon on each branch.

According to the comprehension of reading books during this period of time, it is very likely that the demon is an anthropomorphic manifestation of some laws or elements, after all, after reading the book for a long time, he always feels that those earth-shattering magic are either natural phenomena or chemical reactions, if it weren't for the gray and illusory tree like dead silence in his mind, he would think that he was reading a dark fairy tale chemistry book.

White phosphorus was made by mixing urine with sand-like minerals, which were heated into red phosphorus in almost closed conditions, and after successfully making a pack of matches and giving them to the wild man, when the second party came, the wild man was found to be much more respectful to the man.

For example, when the Wildlings met them, they said, "Dear Dark Nobles, the legendary mage is waiting for you in the Temple. ”

"Legendary magician?" The first to question is the teacher who is sasserting.,If this sentence is said by someone else when they meet.,The face of the guide will not be happy.。

"No, I'll always be your student, and the reason why Mr. Savage said that is to prove that he is one step away from evolving into a real Savage."

There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium, but it was obvious that the druid's gloomy face had eased considerably, after all, the nature of savages was different from their beliefs.