Yamos smiled slightly, then took a breath and said slowly:
"Actually, my name is not Yamos, but Yacus Meen."
"Mean?"
"Yes, Mien, the surname of a marquis in the Kingdom of Lane.
As for me, I was originally a member of that family."
"It seems that what you are going to tell is a sad story."
"Well, it's really sad, and I still can't get out of it."
Yamos, or Yacus, began to tell his story.
He, Yakus Mien, was once a member of the Mien family.
His mother was the third wife of the Marquis of Meen at that time.
Originally, his life was considered happy and perfect, but no one expected that the good Marquis Meen would suddenly die suddenly.
The whole family was also in chaos at this time.
The tradition of the Meen family is different from that of ordinary nobles. They do not let the eldest son inherit the noble title. They believe in respecting the strong, and only the best children can inherit the title.
But at that time, several of the heirs of the Marquis of Meen were too young. The oldest was only ten years old and the youngest Yakus was only six years old, and his talent was not obvious.
The mothers of the heirs began to form cliques and fight to the death.
Among them, the eldest lady of Meen was originally the daughter of a nobleman, and her power was naturally far beyond that of others. She gathered her own power at once, and then immediately launched an attack on the other two heirs!
That night, a fire burned down the villa where Yacus had been living. A large number of people rushed in and killed the servants and guards in the house. Just when the mother and son were about to be killed.
A senior soldier who was originally a member of the Marquis of Meen's Golden Knights appeared in time to rescue the mother and son, but this Golden Knights soldier did not follow them all the time.
Just send them away from the territory and go back.
Yakus's mother took Yakus far away, came to a remote town, and settled down.
Originally, they just wanted to spend their lives in peace and stability.
But Yacus's mother, as the wife of a marquis, needless to say about her appearance, was constantly harassed during the year she settled there.
Forget it, until that day...
Yakus still remembers.
His mother's face was full of sadness. When night came, she put him into a barrel and whispered to him:
"Yakus, be obedient and stay here without making a sound until tomorrow night.
Mom has something to go to see the Baron. If mom doesn’t come back this time, you will leave this town tomorrow night and go somewhere else, far away, do you understand?"
Although Yakus was only seven years old at the time, he knew a lot. He knew what his mother meant by saying this. He really wanted to hold his mother's hand and say to her, can you stay?
But he didn't. He knew that his mother must have had no choice but to do this.
He just obeyed his mother's words obediently and stayed there.
No one came to see him during this period, and by the next night, his mother did not come back.
Yakus did not leave immediately according to his mother's instructions, but waited for another day!
But the result has not changed at all!
His mother did not appear to give him the condolences he wanted.
As a last resort, he left the town. He knew that his mother was probably dead, at the hands of the Baron...
There was nothing he could do, but there was a fire burning in his heart at this moment, and this fire was called revenge.
Growing up in a marquis' family, he knew the power of adventurers and spellcasters.
He also vowed to become a powerful spellcaster in the future to avenge his mother, his family and the baron.
So he kept running, kept running, ate grass, chewed trees, and drank water when he was hungry, until he arrived at a small town in the Kingdom of Haisen.
And using the name of Amos, he lived like a little beggar.
But after all, he is not a beggar, but the son of a marquis. He has been smart and literate since childhood, and he soon met his own opportunity and became a spell caster's assistant.
In this process, he showed his talents, was favored by the spell caster, and was given the qualification to learn spells.
Yacus thought he was about to soar into the sky.
But reality gave him a cruel slap in the face again. He... was actually a born mana depleter.
What is a person born with magic power depletion?
This kind of person is a person who, apart from the spiritual magic power they were born with, cannot enhance their spiritual power and magic power through meditation.
Their development has been restricted since they were born, and they have only a slight amount of mental power.
Using two tricks every day can make you dizzy. In this case, how can you become a powerful spell caster? How can you take revenge?
The caster was disappointed in him, but treated him fairly well.
Yakus did not despair. He took the money he obtained from the spell caster and found a martial arts gym, where he would practice every time he had a break.
He plans to transform and become a warrior!
But the gods played another joke on him. His natural bones were a bit soft and he could not become a powerful warrior at all.
He wanted to become a priest, but after learning magic, he was abandoned by the priests.
He tried to find other careers, but failed in all of them.
At this time, he was already fifteen years old. He had to accept the reality and could only find a job as a spell caster who still had some talent.
At least, he has the talent to research and improve some spells to make a profit.
But this will only make him live a more comfortable life. Want to take revenge on his former enemies? This is simply a fantasy!
Did he ever think that maybe he could join the force of a certain noble and rely on that noble to avenge him?
But after carefully understanding some of the hidden rules of the nobility, he gave up.
For this reason, he has been living in confusion.
Until I met those half-orcs who came to the Magic Guild to recruit spellcasters.
The employer is a giant dragon, and a mutant black dragon, which makes Yacus think of another path.
"So, you said so much because you want me to take revenge on you?"
Rand understood what the other party meant.
"That's right, I would like to exchange 200 Jintar for a chance for you to take action and help me get revenge."
Yacus nodded, turned his head, and stared at Rand with burning eyes.
His eyes were full of expectation, which was very different from his usual cold self.
"Yakus, you should know very well that a mere 200 gold tals is far from the reward for annihilating the nobles, not to mention the marquis, even the baron."
"If it's not enough, I'm willing to stay and work for you until the reward is enough."
"Then, you are welcome to join us, Yakus."
Rand grinned, suddenly raised his forelimbs, clenched his claws into fists, and stretched them out in front of Yakus.
That huge fist is comparable to a human body.
Yacus was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out his hand, clenched his fist and touched Rand's big fist lightly.
"It is an honor to serve you, Lord Rand."
He said so.
"By the way, Yakus, do you like fireworks?"
Rand retracted his claws and said suddenly, his words were very soft and full of unspeakable malice.
"fireworks?"
"That's right! A fireworks display so grand that people will never forget it!
The location of the fireworks is the barony in your story, what do you think?"
"..." Yacus was stunned again, but he immediately reacted and showed a bright smile: