Slowly turning the rabbit in his hand, watching the burned grease fall into the fire and making a "sizzling" sound, Roy held his chin and couldn't figure it out.
I heard from my grandfather that I was chosen by him.
But I don’t know why, I always don’t believe it. Maybe I have too many narrow-minded ideas, which makes grandpa find it difficult to deal with. Later, when the topic he doesn’t want to talk about comes up, he will think about other things, just like he did just now.
I follow my grandfather and rarely stay in a city for more than a week. My grandfather seems to be looking for something, and seems to be avoiding something, and he is always in a hurry.
Later I found out that what he was looking for was an artifact called [Judgment]. It was said to have magical power and could cure his body's inability to practice Dou Qi.
As for what he was avoiding, he didn't know until now.
He wandered like this until one day, he woke up and suddenly discovered the magical elements around him.
Those are some cheerful little elves. The book says they are invisible, but in my own eyes, they are everywhere. As long as I use a trace of my senses in my body to touch them, they can cooperate and obey my orders.
Because I can see them, I can easily make them change into any shape.
Just like the little fire demon between my fingers just now.
In addition to fire, he can also sense wind, water, earth and other elements.
However, because I have never learned meditation and the magic power in my body is too low, the most I can do is create a flame or a small thorn.
Perhaps the most powerful thing is to slightly change the direction of the arrow when shooting.
But it was also that time when I cheated during archery training and my grandfather discovered it.
At that time, I happened to meet a magician and was about to ask him for advice. But when I happily told my grandfather what I had discovered, his expression suddenly changed, and he packed up his things and took him away from that place overnight.
City. Moreover, he ordered himself to never practice or use magic again, let alone let others know about it.
When I asked him why, he just sighed and said that magic has declined, and learning magic will not only bring no benefit to him, but will bring disaster.
When they argued again later, he said nothing. Anyway, he refused to let himself learn the magic that would allow him to become a big shot once he entered the magic school under the Holy See.
Of course, it is not allowed to practice magic privately. If the magic wave is strong, it cannot be concealed at all, and it may be exposed at any time. And once the magic is cast without the holy light appearing, if you are caught, you will be executed as a dark wizard!
Grandpa doesn't seem to want to stand out on his own.
Except for his persistent search for the artifact called [Judgment], everything he taught himself was to enable him to survive in various situations.
A magician, a handyman... Even Oliver knows the difference between them!
The rabbit on the fire is already cooked.
Roy took off the rabbit, cut it into pieces on the dinner plate, toasted a large piece of black bread, took a bowl of corn soup cooked while roasting the rabbit, and walked towards the wooden house.
Thinking of the female magician on the carriage, he felt that he should have a good talk with his grandfather.
Entering the cabin, Roy found that William was not sleeping. He was sitting on the bed, leaning against the window sill where the sunlight was shining in, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.
Roy put the plate in his hand on the wooden table beside the bed. While secretly looking at the old man, he pretended to be relaxed and said in a relaxed tone: "By the way, I saw a bard today. I heard him say that he is going to be a bard in three years' time.
The most grand knightly competition will be held in the imperial capital, and whoever wins the competition will be able to marry Princess Alessia as his wife..."
The old man had no expression at first. When he heard the name Alessia, he turned to look at Roy with a strange expression and said vaguely: "Oh? That's really interesting. Tell me."
Roy sat next to the old man and talked about the rumors he heard from the bard, then talked about his conflict with Andrew, and finally kept talking about the dignitaries and the middle-aged female magician...
When he heard the carriage of the bishop of the Holy Church and the female magician staring at Roy, the old man avoided Roy's eyes and suddenly shrank!
After a long time, the wooden house returned to silence. Seeing Roy taking down the wooden bow and sword from the wall, the old man suddenly stopped him, took off a necklace from his collar, and handed it over.
"Put this on."
Roy looked at the necklace in his hand in surprise.
The style of the necklace is very common, that is, the one often found in jewelry shops with a dragon claw holding a bead. However, from the surface, this necklace is obviously very old.
"If I die..." the old man looked into the young man's eyes: "This necklace will tell you everything. But before that, you'd better catch the bear for me!"
This was the first time the old man showed signs of letting go. Holding the necklace, Roy nodded excitedly.
Just then, several horns sounded in the distance.
Roy and the old man listened.
That was the sound of the horn when the nobles held a big hunt.