MTL - Throne of Magical Arcana-Chapter 2 Come with me

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In the evening, a sun-drilled hole penetrated a crimson cloud and shone on the quiet church square of Adejean. The little sun held by the bishop's hand had lost its bright light. He was hung on his chest and turned to walk inside the church. go with.

In the middle of the square, the rather beautiful black-robed witch has been burned to ashes, but the crazy laughter and curse seem to reverberate, and many people can't help but take a look, look around, and then follow the bishop and pastor They walked into the church, repented of their sins, and prayed sincerely under the attention of the Lord.

The dazzling white light seems to be still in sight, and the sacred and majestic power contained in it seems to still faintly feel. Under this shock, Lucian has accepted his identity and buried everything in the past deeply, Do not dare to show the slightest difference.

"The power of magic is so powerful, I wonder if I have a chance to learn it?"

Balussian thought in shock, physically and mentally, without the awesomeness that ordinary people should have. Suddenly, a huge force was shot on Lucian's left shoulder, which caused him to fall involuntarily to the left, and almost stood unstable.

"Oh, my poor little Evans, you're finally fine, this is the blessing of the Lord, I thought you would be like your father, and you would never be able to stand up when you fell ill, thank the Lord for making it so great Good guy can continue to live. "

Lucian was so awakened from this shock, and saw a big brown-haired owl with two wide feet standing beside him, wiping tears, and taking pictures with his right hand that was comparable to a bear's paw. Holding his shoulders.

Slightly away, lest he was spitting blood, Lucian opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say a word, because: "What should I say about this aunt? It seems my full name should be Lucian? Evans ? "

The hideaway of Lucian made the big sorrow even more sad: "Poor little Evans, you must be ill, you can see the bones so thin that you can see the bones ..."

In the chanting, Lucien was extremely embarrassed. He came through by himself. He could not understand or speak the language here. No memory was inherited. If he responded to the mistake, he might be misunderstood as a devil. Of course, from some In a sense, Lucien is indeed invading his soul by the devil.

Fortunately, a middle-aged man standing next to him patted him and said, "Alyssa, little Evans is just getting better. He must be very weak. Don't quarrel with him. Aiwen, help Your mother, let's go home together. "

中 The middle-aged man is very thin, with a slightly arched back, short golden hair that is slightly gray, and the vicissitudes of his face engraved by time can be seen as a handsome young man.

But in Lucian's eyes, the middle-aged uncle was like an angel with a white halo at this moment, an angel who separated himself from embarrassment and tension.

"Aunt Elisa, I'm all right, but I'm still a little dizzy." Lucian drew up words so as not to show his feet.

The little boy Aven who took Lucien to see the Burning Witch half-supported his mother and grimaced: "Brother Lucien is not a coward who dies once he gets sick. Only you still need him. Take care. "

Alyssa wiped her tears: "Little Evans, when I see you getting better, I feel relieved, I blame the damn, evil, witch who has gone to hell."

Supported by Aiwen, Grandma Alyssa walked slowly forward while yelling: "When she just moved to the room next to you, how quiet and beautiful, how polite, I still think if little John To be able to marry such a girl is the gift of the Lord, but she turned out to be a witch and ran to the cemetery to steal the remains of the dead to perform evil magic. Fortunately, the glory of the Lord shines at all. Just in the cemetery, hold her directly, or else she will prepare for the evil magic, and we in Ajjeang know how many people are going to die ... "

Walking behind with his middle-aged uncle, from the eldest son of Alyssa, Lucian probably knew what happened. The witch was caught by the church's night watcher while stealing the body from the cemetery, and As her neighbor, she was also questioned by the church. The middle church may have used some magical methods to exclude the suspect of the real Lucian, but also caused him physical or physical harm. , So he died of a serious illness, so he could keep himself.

Seeing that Lucien didn't speak, the middle-aged uncle patted Lucien on the shoulder and whispered comfortably: "That's how Eliza is, you just don't hear it."

Balusian didn't know what to say, but nodded.

The middle-aged uncle looked at the back of Alyssa and sighed quietly: "Hey, Alyssa was a pure and enthusiastic beautiful girl, but after giving birth to John, she seemed to be cursed by the devil. Again, in just one year, it has become what it is today. "

He looked like he was full of emotions in life, his eyes were quite deep, then he paused: "I can't beat her anymore."

Just passed over, and saw and experienced the power of divine magic with his own eyes, Lucian was greatly impacted, and was in a state of restlessness, so he just smiled barely, did not answer directly, and he did not know the uncle What to call.

Maybe the uncle remembered too much, didn't notice the control of the sound, and Alisa snorted: "Joel, you, a bard full of ideals and passions, went to Aalto to pursue music dreams. Have not yet become drunken drunk all day. "

Joel sneered: "Alto is a city of chants. Every day, I do n’t know how many young people who are pursuing music dreams come, but how many of them can be successful? Alisa, besides, since John the young began to exercise, I Don't you stop drinking? "

Madam Alisa glanced back at him: "Fortunately, with the Lord's blessing, you also know that our hope lies in John and Irwin. How could it be that Sir Wayne would be picked out by John Wein if he had not exercised every day? The manor has regular knight training, and if he can inspire the 'God's grace' in the blood and become a true knight, he will be crowned as the Lord by the Grand Duke and a respected nobleman. "

Stern eyes narrowed Joel's shoulders, but Alisa quickly noticed Lucian's uncle: "Oh, sorry, little Evans, he didn't bring this up on purpose, you are also very talented, It's just that I didn't exercise from an early age ... "

Uncle realized that the more she spoke, the more she felt the pain in Lucian's heart, and Alisa closed her mouth and motioned Joel to speak.

Joel laughed and patted Lucian's shoulder again: "How could our little Evans be so vulnerable, but he is the man who inherits the dream of his uncle Joel musician."

The restless Lucian had to grin and smile: "Yeah, my dream is to be a musician."

Seeing nothing unusual about Lucien, Alisa continued to carry on with trivial matters, but it gave Lucien a better understanding of the city in which she lived.

This is a big city called Aalto. Near the dark mountains, it has the title of the city of chant, prosperous and full of opportunities.

The place where he currently lives is Aden, a district where the poor of Aalto gather, and he seems to have lost his fixed job of helping to move goods in the market area because of a few days of serious illness.

After a short while, the four walked to the cabin where Lucian was.

Alyssa wanted to invite Lucien to dinner at her house, but Lucien, who desperately needed quietness, politely rejected her.

When I was separated, Ivan asked Lucian quietly and curiously, "Brother Lucian, when did your dreams become musicians?"

"Just now." Lucian numbly moved his mouth.

Aiwen whispered for a long time.

He walked into the room and locked the door. Lucian sat down unsteadily, his elbows rested on the wooden table, and his head was deeply buried in his elbows.

"I went through!"

"It's also a world with impersonal power."

"Inadvertently you will be tied to a torture stand and burned to death."

I just saw the witch's miserable end, and the emotions that finally broke out when no one was there, Lucian was shocked, scared and frightened.

Of course, as a guy who hasn't experienced many major events, although Lucian is somewhat introverted and easily panic when encountering things, he still kept calm in the face of the huge pressure and couldn't suppress it until he returned.

I have to say that the environment and encounters are the sharpest.

Over time, darkness gradually fell, Lucian also adapted to his fear, and calmed down. Now that he has passed through, no more fear, no more worry, no more fear, it will not help, and he can only take a careful look at this step. This time If you die, you may not have the good thing of crossing.

Emotional recovery, suppressing the thoughts and fears of parents and friends, just thinking about planning life, Lucian immediately felt the rush of hunger, like a fire in the stomach burning, saliva kept secreting.

I swallowed my mouthful and swallowed up my stomach. Lucien stopped thinking and went to the only crate in the house where things could be stored.

除了 In the shabby box, except for some clothes, Lucian saw two black bread-like foods, and seven brass coins flashing with metallic light.

The stomach pouch had replaced Lucien's brain. He didn't have the extra energy to think about other things. He picked up a piece of black bread and choked on it.

With a click, Lucian quickly covered his mouth with his hands, his teeth almost collapsed. Is this bread or a stick?

Upon hearing it, Lucian barely affirmed that it was indeed bread, but hard enough to stun adults.

Stubbornly holding back hunger, Lucien turned out the flintstone from the crate again ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ After several failures, he finally ignited the wood under the stove and began to bake bread properly.

"Braised pork, spicy chicken wings, steamed beef, Kung Pao chicken ..." While toasting bread, Lucien was chanting food, and saliva could not stop rising.

The dark bread was a little soft, and Lucian couldn't help but swell it. The horrible taste was like chewing wood chips.

But Lucian still gorged and ate, while lamenting: "If you eat such food every day, it would be better to die. No, you must make money and you must get rid of the poor. life."

"If you can learn divinity and become a bishop and a priest ..." In the boundless imagination, Lucian remembered the well-dressed bishop and priest that he saw in front of the church, and the inhuman power and their coming Noble status, could not help but be shocked, "But, in my situation, isn't it to die in church? I don't know if there are other ways to obtain inhuman extraordinary strength? For example, that god?"

"If I can't get this power, what will I learn to be useful in this world?"

I stopped hunger, Lucien began to analyze his own life path seriously, but when he just remembered what he had learned, Lucien suddenly happened, something seemed to be in his mind.

I noticed carefully, Lucian couldn't help but keep his eyes wide open: "Isn't this a book in the library? They also passed through?"

In my mind, there are books in the entire comprehensive library. They are not like memories, but like projections. A book is stored in different categories for Lucien to read.

Curious Lucian flipped through the books at will, but doubtfully happened, most of them could not be opened.