Son of the Olden Days

The journey back was smooth and unimpeded. After all, the monster had to spend the winter.

Everyone in the caravan hurriedly hurried, and finally returned to Grayscreen Town before the thickness of the snow in the wilderness piled up.

Captain Zobert was obviously in a good mood and distributed an extra silver coin to everyone in the team. Sol and another temporary teammate also helped Zobert carry the gifts he brought to his family to his door.

It was an ordinary building in the North District. In the warm firelight of the fireplace, his family greeted him. A beautiful and quiet lady, a lively and clever son, the whole picture was warm and dazzling.

This trip to the new town is undoubtedly a rich harvest, but Thor has been unable to calculate the gains and losses.

In the heavy snow, he returned to his tomb-keeper's hut and smashed himself into the cold bed.

Sleepiness, fatigue, and coldness finally faded away.

The temperature of the body has risen, but the temperature of the heart has dropped to freezing point.

This winter is still a very cold winter, but also a lonely winter.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and it seems that everyone is hiding at home.

Even in the always lively tavern, the number of drinkers dropped sharply. Saul had gone to sit twice, listened, took a look, and then left.

Thor hadn't seen Shuggs all winter. According to some reports, he had gone far away with an adventure team.

Sol didn't know how far it was, nor did he ask.

Going far away in this weather? Saul also couldn't tell whether Shuggs was deliberately alienating himself, or because each of them had grown up and had their own lives and lives.

The whole world seemed to stop suddenly.

Thor also tried to enter the Sleeping Forest, but not to mention the monsters, he didn't even meet a hare. Enemies or something may still be encountered patiently, but there is no doubt that it takes a lot of time in such a small chance.

Like its name, the whole forest fell into a deep sleep.

In the col of the giant dragon Teles, the big guy still lay there silently, allowing the snow to bury it quietly.

Sol looked at the strange dragon buried in the snow, lost in thought.

What's wrong with it? Are you old? Is it hibernating? Does it not need to eat? Will it not freeze to death? It will not be dead, will it?

Saul was really curious, and wanted to scoop up the snow to wake it up and ask what was going on. But Saul didn't dare. It seemed not difficult to foresee the outcome of waking the dragon from hibernation, and he didn't want to try.

Since he didn't dare to harass the powerful dragon, he could only change the weak target.

By the lake, Thor smashed a hole on the frozen lake, and then soaked himself in the biting water.

"Come out, try the new things I brought back from the new town, maybe I can take you to a new home." While taking a bath with white smoke, Sol muttered to himself like a neurotic.

no respond.

"Don't you want to leave this lake and take a look outside? This may be a good opportunity." Sol continued to mutter to himself.

no respond.

"I know you can hear, but since you have to pretend not to hear, that's great!" Sol was taking a bath while chattering there like a nagging madman. He had seen and heard all the way, felt emotionally and ate. What delicious, wait and so on.

Savannah appeared quietly with a yawn, staring at him with a bad look.

"If you don't come out, I'll just talk about it for three days and three nights, and I will annoy you." Saul smiled at her.

"I hate it! I've never seen a man like you, don't you sleep? Even the monsters go to hibernation, okay? Look at the whole world who is running around like you? It's really annoying! "

Savannah spoke quickly, and the overwhelming resentment poured out to Saul.

go to bed? Hibernation? You are not a person, no, you are not even a creature, do you still need to sleep? Saul expressed confusion.

Wait until Saul has said his idea of ​​soul crystal again.

"I suspect that you deliberately found an excuse to torture me." Savannah looked at him seriously.

"How to say?"

"I can't live without this lake. The fundamental reason is because I can't live without the source of magic in the lake. If I can leave, why don't I walk to the seaside you mentioned by myself, but shrink in this small crystal. past?"

"Can I take away the source of magic power for you? This crystal can even be loaded with the devil soul, it seems very powerful." Saul changed his mind.

Savannah gave him a blank look.

"The source of magic is invisible, like a piece of fog, born in nature. For you humans, you can't see it or feel it, just like it doesn't exist. You think you can take it away. ?"

"Well, you make a lot of sense." Saul blinked.

"I firmly believe now that you came to torture me on purpose." Savannah yawned and walked away complainingly.

Saul looked at her amused, she seemed to be asleep, and she was a little drowsy. Because in the past, when she left, she always disappeared where she was, instead of leaving her background fading away as she does now.

After meeting his strange friends, Saul returned to his life.

In fact, he is not nothing to do, nor is he afraid of loneliness. This familiar old friend, he just doesn't like the lifeless tension after the world stops, which will give him the illusion of returning to the famine period .

And Thor knows very well that behind all the brilliance in this world, there is a corresponding price of loneliness.

He was actually the busiest person in the whole winter. Swordsmanship practice, the absorption of soul crystals, the accumulation of spiritual power in the space ring, reading, there were so many things that he couldn't lift his head at all.

What left Saul speechless was that after more than twenty soul crystals opened one by one and absorbed the demon souls in it, he did not wait for the premonition of the legendary advancement. If it wasn't for Leon's magic shopkeeper to be a real person, Saul would even suspect that it was a fake.

It seems that the number of demon souls is not enough, so wait until the beginning of spring and enter the forest to continue working hard.

It is so difficult to reach the second level. It is conceivable that after reaching a higher level, the number of demons needed may be a huge number, and it is no wonder that scattered demons are sold so cheaply.

Regarding the space ring, although Thor spends a lot of time every day, trying to open the obstructive door in the ring. But for a while, he felt that the door was not moving at all, and he was not sure whether the mental energy he had expended every day had accumulated.

Persevering until the second month of the cold winter, he felt that the door seemed a little loose, but he was still not sure if it was his own illusion.

Until the end of the cold winter, the door finally burst open, and Saul returned to reality profusely, and fell into a new confusion.

Now that the door is open, does that mean the ring is ready for use? But how to use it?

"Go in!" Sol tried to give instructions to a plate of leftovers on the table, but the leftovers didn't respond, nor did they disappear as he thought.

"..." Maybe it needs to rely on mental power? Sol stared at the leftovers intently, dreaming about the process of stuffing the leftovers into the ring in his mind, but nothing happened until he stared at him with sweat.

Until Sol stretched out a finger to press on the edge of the dinner plate, the whole plate of leftovers finally disappeared while his thoughts turned. Then Thor mobilized his consciousness again, and after a while, the plate of leftovers appeared on the table again, without any damage or change.

well! very convenient! Very interesting!

Saul's eyes lighted up, as if he had received a new toy, and he was playing with the leftovers by himself. After playing with the tables, chairs, beds, and boxes in the cabin, he came up with new problems.

How much space does this ring hold? Or where is the limit of its storage?

Standing in the room, Sol had a strange smile on his face, raised his hand and pressed it on the wall of the hut, then his thoughts turned sharply.

... Then, it was a tragedy.

At that moment, the intense dizziness caused him to fall to the ground, and the entire tombkeeper's hut disappeared, and the snow all over the sky fell without hindrance, gradually burying him.

Perhaps because of the size of the hut, obviously his mental power has reached the edge of overdraft. Sol lay softly on the ground, obviously not going this way, he would freeze to death in his own home.

In the end, he had to endure the dizziness and put the hut out again.

At the moment before the coma, Thor's last thought was that this was really a **** thought.

He was thinking that if he could take the hut away, he would try to squeeze the whole town in.

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While Sol was entertaining himself, Elvano, the old mage in Grayscreen, also spent a warm winter.

When a person gets old, the problem of chills will be magnified.

Throughout the winter, he shrank in a rocking chair by the warm fireplace, covered with a thick blanket, and there was hot tea and hot food on the small round table beside him at all times.

These all come from his two new magic apprentices.

A man and a woman, aged in her teens, come from two well-established merchant families in Gray Screen, and it is said that when the mayor Elton announced the quota, it caused a lot of scramble among several local families. .

These ignorant idiots are just two servants who do the laundry. There is nothing to grab.

A group of worried young men and women stood in a row. Elder Avano glanced around, raised the sleeves of his large robe and picked two of them at random. The two selected little ghosts looked excited, as if they had reached the peak of their lives since then.

It's just that they will never know. The reason why the old Evano fancy them is very simple, just healthy and clever.

Elder Avano would definitely not engage in troublesome magic trials, as long as his magic perception swept everyone to know that he was just mediocre.

As for teaching magic, how could it be possible? Even the gods couldn't teach them in this world. There is no such thing as talent and magic, and I can't change it.

Of course, the process on the bright side is still necessary, teach some knowledge of magic inscriptions, throw a few simple spells to them, and let them play by themselves. As for them, they look sideways and look back, whatever they want.

Anyway, in the end I tried my best to teach. They couldn't learn that it was a question of aptitude. I helped them obliterate unrealistic illusions. This was saving them.

Isn’t it good to help the family’s business be an ordinary person? What magic to learn? That will ruin your life.

So the two magic apprentices happily started a new life of hard work, and the old Evano also had a warm winter without hard work.

Taking a sip of hot tea, Elder Avano turned around and pulled out a book from the pile of books, and also brought out a letter under the book.

Looking at the handwriting left on the envelope, Old Avano fell into doubt, and tremblingly opened the letter with his claws like dead branches, and finally recalled the abyss-like horror.

"Come on, **** it, come on, come to Elton and borrow the letter crow! Come on!"

So this letter, which has not been sent, finally returned to its original trajectory.

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