Chapter 489 The Dragon Shepherd [Please vote]
The continent of Wraeclast.
It belongs to the Eternal Empire, in a relatively remote border town.
At this time, the night had just faded away, and the morning light was dim.
"Chester, thaumaturgy level, three, unqualified."
Recalling the scene of yesterday's thaumaturgy level test in his mind, the boy's expression became extremely bitter, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails almost pierced into his flesh without even realizing it.
The family that controls this border town, the eldest son of the local Earl's family, a young man named Chester looked in a daze, swaying three times, walking blankly on the bustling streets, letting the busy flow of people pass by him.
The eldest son of the city lord's family was originally a thaumaturgy genius. When he was only five years old, he was detected to have thaumaturgy talent. When he was six years old, he officially became a thaumaturgy master and was given thaumaturgy gems and badges.
Years later, his thaumaturgy level reached three, and he could use three thaumaturgy gems at the same time. He could definitely be called a thaumaturgy genius.
He is a genius himself, and he is the eldest son of the city lord's family.
Naturally, Chester gained the expectations of the people in the entire city.
However, Tian was jealous of Yingcai. When Chester was seven years old, he accidentally fell down while riding out and hit his head on a hard rock. He was severely injured. After finally recovering from his injuries, he discovered that he had a talent for thaumaturgy.
After disappearing, eight more years have passed, and his thaumaturgy has not improved at all, still maintaining the level he reached at the age of seven.
Today, Chester is fifteen years old.
According to the rules of the Earl's family, if his thaumaturgy level fails to reach ten before the age of sixteen, he will be deprived of his status as the family's heir.
In the past, Chester had some extravagant hopes, thinking that as soon as he woke up, his talent might return and he could reach the standard before he turned sixteen.
But when he woke up from his dream again and again in the middle of the night, he found with a gloomy heart that the situation had not changed.
What makes Chester feel most ironic is that when he was still a genius, the children of his own race who surrounded him diligently became indifferent and repulsive after realizing that he had become a waste, and even targeted them in various ways.
He was struck with malice, as if he was embarrassment and anger at the fact that he had been so attentive and flattering to him.
The gap between genius and waste, and the reversal of the eyes of the people around him, made Chester, although young, have already developed a mature heart.
However, what made Chester find it most difficult to accept was this.
The daughter of an earl from a neighboring city who was originally engaged to him actually came to break off the engagement, which made the father of the city lord of Chester feel extremely humiliated. However, because of Chester's situation, he had no choice but to agree.
If it was just for himself, Chester felt it was okay, he was used to it.
However, due to his own situation, his father was humiliated, which made Chester feel ashamed, because when everyone was ridiculing him, only his father still supported him.
In a daze, Chester walked to the city gate.
Bathed in the bright sunshine, he stopped, raised his head, and looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, spreading light and heat towards the earth. The sun was bright and soft, but in Chester's eyes, it was so dazzling.
It burned my eyes, and the light shining on me was extremely cold.
"Perhaps it is the best choice for me to leave Rocco City."
"I'm a loser here, and my father, as the city lord, will only be in trouble."
Chester sighed deeply, already having the will to die in his heart.
The realm outside the city was beyond the reach of a small third-level thaumaturge like him. It was full of dangerous and man-eating beasts.
Looking at the vast world outside the city, Chester hesitated.
Immediately, he laughed at himself: "I think I am strong inside, but when faced with the danger of death, it is no different from other people. I am still afraid and hesitant."
"However, if a loser like me brings shame to the family, just die. There is no point in living anyway."
At this thought, Chester's eyes became determined and calm.
His thin body swayed, and he resolutely stepped out of the city gate, step by step towards the dangerous wilderness, towards his own end.
but.
Little did Chester know that his decision today, this step he took, would completely change the trajectory of his entire life.
Time is like water, passing by leisurely.
The sky gradually darkened, night replaced day, and the sun sank into the distant horizon.
Unknowingly, Chester had walked into a dark forest surrounding Rocco City.
Waves of cold wind blew by, swaying the surrounding treetops and branches. Coupled with the faint roar of wild beasts in the distance, the rustling tree crowns trembled, as if a group of demons were dancing, creating a terrifying atmosphere.
Walking in the dark forest, even the bright moonlight was blocked by the thick canopy of trees, and it was almost impossible to see the surroundings.
Chester was holding an exquisite short staff made of something like brass, inlaid with three strange gemstones. It glowed with a faint light and was the only light source that allowed Chester to barely see the surrounding two meters in diameter.
Although he was determined to die, Chester didn't want to die too miserable and miserable.
He wanted to fight a ferocious beast and die in a bloody battle.
According to the family's teachings, being able to die in battle is an honor for the nobility.
"But isn't it very dangerous deep in the Barak Forest? I heard there are ferocious beasts everywhere."
"But why didn't I meet anyone?"
"Am I not even worthy of a glorious death?"
Chester fell into deep self-doubt and denial.
Under normal circumstances, a third-level thaumaturge like him who went deep into the Barak Forest would have encountered dangerous beasts long ago, and there would have been a fierce battle of life or death, but the current situation was uncharacteristically different, except for one.
Apart from an inexplicable palpitation and a sense of terror and depression, Chester saw no trace of any wild beast.
It was as if the wild beasts that were originally numerous suddenly disappeared from here overnight.
If you are an experienced adventurer, you will suddenly wake up when you realize this, and understand that there is an unknown and terrifying existence appearing here, leaking its breath, causing the originally ferocious beast to flee in panic, but Chester is a son of a nobleman, not what
Adventurer, this is his first time out of the city alone.
If it were a normal person, when he felt palpitations and inexplicable depression, he would naturally retreat and not want to go deeper. However, Chester had a death wish, so he moved forward more and more fearfully.
Rustling. The branches and leaves on the treetops were shaking incessantly under the blowing of the night wind.
The boy walked deeper into the dense forest until midnight.
Chester, who was hungry, tired and thirsty, felt that his vision was a little blurred and his consciousness was not so clear.
"Am I going to die of exhaustion in the dark jungle, unknown to others, miserable and alone?"
Chester felt sad inside.
In a daze, he stopped and stared blankly ahead.
In the dark forest, Chester saw a strange-shaped hill, which glowed with a sacred and inviolable silver light. The entire body seemed to be made of mithril, and was dotted with scattered rings of obsidian.
The dark forest environment is incongruous.
A silver hill like this appears in the dark forest, and the scene is extremely dreamy.
Chester, whose consciousness was already blurred, could not clearly see the specific appearance of the hill. Dragging his tired pace, he slowly approached, and then fell within the range of the silver light radiating from the hill.
"At least I didn't die in the dark"
With this thought, Chester closed his eyes peacefully.
at the same time.
The ‘Silver Hills’ started to move.
A majestic dragon raised its head and lowered its eyes to look down at the young man lying on the ground.
It is the Lord of the Dragon Court, the Lord of Heroic Spirits, the Dragon God of Time, the Dragon of Eternity and Time, and the great and glorious Garon Aurelion who comes from another time and space.
Garen's eyes flickered, scanning Chester's body.
At the same time, in Garen's platinum dragon eyes, images flashed past at extremely fast speeds in one second.
In an instant, Gallon looked up the past and gained insight into Chester's fifteen-year-old life.
"No wonder he walked in front of me. It turned out that he was actively seeking death."
Garen thought silently.
The moment Chester stepped into the range where Garen released the wisps of dragon power, Garen noticed him, and then looked curiously at what Chester wanted to do next, just like a human observing an ant.
Interestingly, as if guided by fate, he walked right in front of Garen.
To be continued...