Mr. Connor also works for the town's regional magical management association, but he belongs to the security department and is responsible for the day-to-day safety of the town's residents. For example, if there is some miscellaneous dispute somewhere, he needs to arrive in time to deal with it in time to prevent the situation from getting worse.

Magic is a thing that often happens. For example, today Sam accidentally set fire to the stack of Burks' grass while roasting sweet potatoes, and the two of them got into a fight, and tomorrow Costa, who planted fruit trees, used the wrong magic to flood the wheat field next door, and so on. And these little things are in his charge, so he always has endless affairs to deal with, and the time to get off work is the same every day, early and late.

He came back a little late today, usually around seven o'clock he was already lying on the sofa resting, waiting for dinner.

"Welcome back!" said the three men who were still on the stairs at the same time.

"Yo, Alan, looks ...... There's nothing wrong with your right foot, is there?" said Mr. Connor, putting away his umbrella and looking up to see the gauze wrapped around Alan's feet.

"Well, thanks to Aunt Heidi, her medical magic is really good, and the potion she smeared on me works too. Allen said.

"It's a good thing you're not badly injured, and if it's like Rare's time, you'll probably be lying in bed for a few weeks. ”

Mrs. Connor also touched Alan's head, looking apprehensive: "I really did it thanks to you...... It's scary to think about it now, Riel almost died...... Even if he were lucky enough to survive, he would probably need to walk on crutches now. ”

"Yes, thanks to Alan. Riel also looked at Allen, with a serious expression.

Originally, Alan was still a little puzzled, had he done anything before? Just as he wanted to ask, he remembered the moment he received Riel's eyes.

That was about six years ago, when Alan was eight years old, Riel was seven, and Anna wasn't as lush as she is now.

One day in October, it was already a little cold, but it was a rare sunny day.

After lunch, Mr. Connor went to work, and Mrs. Connor, who had just finished packing up her dishes, hurried out because of an emergency, leaving the two little ones at home.

Before leaving, she repeatedly told them to wait for her to come back at home, and not to go out and run around. However, it was probably because they had been stuffy in the house for too long, or perhaps the sun outside was too attractive, and Mrs. Connor had just gone out of the house when they slipped out quietly while Anna was not looking.

Not far to the southwest of their home is the Camus River, a small clear river that winds its way down from the tranquil hills to the northwest, flanked by large meadows that look like a green carpet from afar.

The two little ones walked all the way up the river, and the unprecedented comfort spread in their hearts, making them forget their tiredness and time, and they became farther and farther away from home.

It wasn't until they reached a small steep slope that Alan felt a little tired and stopped Ryel, who still seemed to be full of energy, to rest for a while. But Riel could not be idle for a moment, and there was nothing to do as he walked around the river, when he suddenly noticed that there were many small thumb-sized fish in the river, so he took off his shoes, pulled his trousers high, and waded into the somewhat turbulent water.

Alan was lying on the slope with his hands under his head and watching the clouds leisurely.

The clouds in the sky drifted past his eyes and his heart.

The breeze was light, and the sun was shining on him, a little dazzling, but also extremely warm, so that he couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy this rare good time.

It felt like time had stood still.

Before he knew it, his consciousness began to blur.

After a short while, he fell asleep unsurprisingly.

I don't know how long he slept like this, he opened his eyes, but he was woken up by a cry for help.

"Alan, help me, Alan!" he rubbed his eyes, recognizing that it was Riel's voice, but he looked around but saw no Riel.

Dark clouds were gathering in the sky from all sides, and the blue sky and the sun had long since disappeared. It's going to change again.

"Riel, where are you?!" he scrambled to get up from the ground, but couldn't find it.

"I'm here, Alan, here!" another rapid cry for help came from downstream to the river, but it was not as loud as it had been. Alan followed the sound and saw that the water in this section of the river seemed to be very deep, and the current was very fast, and Rare's whole body was immersed in the rushing water, only his head was exposed, his breathing was very short, his face did not know whether it was river water or sweat, and his hands were tightly grasping an unnamed shrub on the bank.

"Give me your hand!Left hand!" Alan quickly knelt on the shore when he saw this, leaned down, and stretched out his hand to Rare. Riel barely grabbed Alan's hand, and just as he tried to exert himself, he felt a sharp pain in his left foot, which made him cry out in pain, "No! My left foot doesn't use any force at all!" Riel exclaimed, his right leg kicked for a while but it didn't work out because he didn't have a point of focus, and his right arm began to become numb because he had been in a long pulling position, and little by little, he was about to let go of his grip.

At the moment when he completely let go, Alan made a desperate move, grabbed his right hand in a forward position, and then hooked a stone embedded in the mud with his foot, dragging him to the shore with all his strength.

Finally, there is no danger.

The two men lying on the shore panting in horror were left behind a moment before Alan asked, "How did you fall into the river?"

"Uh......" Rare thought for a moment before he said, "I was just fishing by the river, and suddenly I saw something glowing in the middle of the river, so I wanted to take a closer look, but after a few steps, I didn't know what was pricked in my left foot, and then I ...... Ahh

Alan got up and carefully lifted his left foot, only to see a row of small wounds on the soles of his feet, which did not bleed much, but the entire left foot up to the calf was swollen like bread, blue and purple and even a little black.

"It doesn't look good. Alan didn't know what was going on, but he had a vague feeling that the situation was not good, so he had to get up and say, "You lie here and rest for a while, and I'll help you go home later." ”

Riel nodded and lay down, sighing, still thinking to himself, "I'm going to be scolded by my mother when I go home." ”

Alan glanced upstream at the heart of the river, then turned around and walked towards the river.

Obviously, the shiny thing Riel had just said made him care.

This section of the river is not very wide, and the center of the river is not far from him. Before Alan reached the river, he saw from a distance, and under the water not far from him, something was indeed faintly glowing with a strange blue-purple light, flickering and dimming, and motionless.

The wonderful light seemed to have a powerful attraction like a magnet, firmly attracting his gaze.

He took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers and walked into the water, slowly walking towards the glowing place. But as soon as he got into the water, he regretted it a little, because Riel's phrase "there seems to be something in the water" kept echoing in his ears, which made him a little scared. He was hesitant to go over or not, and his heart was nervous, because he knew that if he stepped on something dangerous like Riel, no one would be able to save him.

But in the end, it was his curiosity that prevailed.

The river was not as deep as he had imagined, only up to his waist, but the clouds were thick, and the sky was getting darker and darker, so that he could not see the situation in the water.

Alan walked cautiously all the way, and every step forward had to be sure that he had stepped on it before taking the second step.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, he was getting more and more nervous, and a small fry touching his leg would make him shiver. It wasn't until he was only two steps away from the glowing point that he realized that there was no accident except that the water had become a little deeper, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood still, looking carefully at the luminous object under the water, not knowing whether it was because it was getting dark or because it was too close, Alan felt that the light it emitted was brighter than before, and even a little dazzling. Between light and darkness, Alan could see its outline clearly, boxy, as if there was a pattern.

"It doesn't seem to be alive...... What is it?" Alan wondered. He took a deep breath, held his breath, and bent down to bury his face in the water, trying to get a closer look at what it was. As a result, as soon as he opened his eyes in the water, he quickly closed them again, because although the light emitted by the thing was not strong, it unexpectedly made him feel very dazzling, and he could only look at it roughly.

"Like...... Is it a book?" he pulled his head out of the water, shook the water from his hair vigorously, rubbed his eyes, and was a little confused: "Or am I mistaken, how can the book shine?"

"Hey, no matter, let's fish it out first and see what it is. He made up his mind, buried his head in the water again, closed his eyes, and put his arm in the water, feeling in the direction of the strange object.

Little by little, getting closer and closer.

But the moment his finger was about to touch it, the strange blue-purple light disappeared.

Alan "chuckled" in his heart and immediately opened his eyes, but was surprised to find that it was pitch black in front of him, and there was no light. That thing was like air, and it disappeared for no reason!

He groped his hands in the water for a while, but found that there was really nothing in his palms except mud and sand.

The glowing thing did disappear......