My Magic Age

The second gate of District 7 on the east side of Schloit City is the closest to the Benma Academy. From here, you can go around the south bank of the Benma River. Mo Xiang prepared to ask the dean of the Magic Academy for a two-week long vacation, but the dean was too busy between his wife and lover. The family dispute had tortured the famous magician to the point of exhaustion. He had no time to listen to Mo Xiang's reasons. In the end, Mo Xiang had no choice but to leave a long letter to the dean, saying that he needed a short trip, and then took the little maid Nian Si and left with the luggage.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the wooden frame of the drum tower and shot into the stone slabs on the main street of Schloit City, stretching the entire encouraging shadow very long. This is a rather old drum tower. The young soldier was not willing to climb up the dilapidated drum tower to ring the morning evening bell, so he used a delicious chicken leg from lunch in exchange for not having to climb the stairs to ring the bell. He lazily leaned on the wooden handrail of the steps and enjoyed the morning sunshine.

On the side, the old soldier went straight up the stairs. The wooden boards that creaked when stepped on were in danger of collapsing at any time, but it had been like this for so many years. The old soldier would carefully observe each board every day. If there were any that were particularly loose, he would pull out a hammer from his waist and fix it with a few small nails, but he was very smart and would never fix it completely, otherwise the extra meal at noon would be ruined.

A gecko that liked to appear at night to catch flying insects slid into the crack of the wall. When the old soldier was climbing up the stairs, he saw from a distance that the gate of the 13th block was wide open, and countless light cavalrymen lined up in neat rows crossed the moat one by one and walked slowly to the southeast along the straight road. Such a grand scene was not uncommon in a year. It was just that in normal times, there would be all kinds of news coming out in the blocks, and pre-war propaganda would sometimes even post notices on major city gates half a month in advance.

The first people to know the news were the bell ringers at the city gates like the old soldier. But now the old soldier had nothing to do but look at the clear weather and curse those damn barbarians on the icy tundra. In recent years, those damn barbarians have become more and more unscrupulous. They run faster than Gubolai horses and cross the White Elephant River every winter to rush into the hinterland of the province of Sloyte to plunder.

And now, there is such a large troop movement in Block 13 where the North Wind Corps is located. Why was there no news before? Could it be that after the economic plunder, the barbarians on the back were not satisfied and wanted to invade again in the spring? The old soldier couldn't figure it out. The water of the White Elephant River had thawed. Would these barbarians really dare to cross the river bank?

A well-prepared adventure team left the city of Sloyte when the first rays of sunshine in the morning came.

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The old soldier standing on the drum tower looked at the magician sitting on the Gubolai horse at the city gate and felt very familiar. He couldn't remember who that person was for a while, but it was rare for an adventure group to go out so early. The old soldier held the wall of the bell tower with both hands, stretched his neck and looked out for a long time, and then retracted his slightly sore neck.

At this time, the young soldier waiting under the bell tower had become very impatient. He was looking up with his hands on his waist under the bell tower. He held the steel helmet on his head in his arms, squinted his eyes and put his hand on his forehead...

... Beautiful dividing line...

Last night, in the tavern next to the mercenary union, Mo Xiang found an adventure group called "Black Mist". It is said that in the province of Schloit, this adventure group has a very good reputation and an excellent task completion rate. So the cost of hiring such an adventure group is all of Mo Xiang's savings in the past few years.

Fortunately, Mo Xiang is a high-paid magic teacher, and he lives very frugally. Otherwise, if it really comes to the issue of gold coins, Mo Xiang might not be as straight as he is now. Originally, magicians don't care much about gold coins. After becoming magicians, they rarely lack money. What magicians lack is magic crystals...

However, the Black Mist Adventure Group can accept this order at a low price. In fact, the real reason is that the magician in their team was injured in the last mission and has not been able to follow the adventure group in recent times. The leader didn't want these men to hang out in the tavern all day long, except drinking and hanging out with the women in the bar. At this time, a magician happened to come to the tavern to hire an adventure group. The two just drank two glasses of golden apple wine and settled the business.

So in the morning of the next day, a team of adventure groups ready to go waited at the gate of No. 2 in District 7 of Schloit City. The leader Angus and his men leaned against the city wall and waited quietly for the employer to arrive.

This is a group of burly northern men who have served in the North Wind Legion and have good discipline and professionalism.

Mo Xiang rode on the first horse, wearing a black magician's robe, and a light leather vest on the outside of the robe. On his waist hung the magic wand that he always carried with him when teaching every day. All along, Mo Xiang taught "Basic Theoretical Knowledge of Magic" in the Galloping Horse Magic Academy. The teachers of the Magic Academy knew that he was a magician who successfully registered with the Magic Guild, but few people knew that Mo Xiang had completed the first trial task and was a very young tenth-level fire magician.

Behind him were the little maid Nian Si and the water magician Sophie. The two girls rode the fighting argali that came to the dwarf country. Nian Si was wearing a full-cover armor that looked like an iron can. The armor does not match her cute face, but it is obvious that the little maid Niansi has become very accustomed to wearing this armor and riding a fighting argali. Now her face is full of excitement and curiosity, like a A future warrior who can save the world.

The beautiful girl Sophie beside her looked a little haggard. Although she used a little rouge to make her face look less bad, after all, her body had been affected by the space magic storm, and the magic elements in her body were still very unstable. She was able to get Mo Xiang's consent to go out to rescue Teacher Moras, and it was only after some struggle that she successfully persuaded Mo Xiang. The reason she was able to convince Mo Xiang was that she was a qualified water magician. Auxiliary water magicians play a very important role in the team and can minimize battle losses. Sophie used this reason to successfully convince Mo Xiang. of.

When the team was about to walk out of the city gate, three black war horses with black feet and flaming feet were galloping on the city's main road. They were hybrids of the Hell War Horse and the Ancient Bolai Horse. It is said that this kind of war horse is even rarer. As for the dragon-blooded war horse, the black flame war horse is deeply loved by various nobles in the Green Empire, and it has even become hard to find such a famous horse.

Three flaming war horses ran over like a whirlwind and stopped at the back of the team. Only then did everyone see clearly three women sitting on the horses, wrapped in black cloaks. As they ran, the wind brought by the galloping lifted the conical hats. He opened it, revealing a silver mask inside, with long golden hair flying in the wind behind his head.

Even with a mithril mask on, the familiar scent still clearly told Mo Xiang that the woman on the horse was Mansa, even if she covered the alluring face that fascinated half of the men in Sloit City. face, even if she covered it with a black cloak The whole body was covered, and the reckless men of the Black Mist Adventure Group had their mouths opened, and they looked over here with stupid expressions on their faces. They wanted to rush up and directly lift off the mithril mask shining on their faces, and take a look. What a beautiful woman is inside.

Sophie, this year's best student at the Royal Academy of Magic in the Green Empire, is also the well-deserved school beauty. The youngest goddess in the imperial capital is sitting on the horse at this moment, and is actually dimmed by the masked Mansa, as if A green apple. She also looked curiously at the three women on the flaming warhorse opposite.

Mansa looked at Mo Xiang with a smile on her horse. Even if she was wearing a mithril mask, she could still make everyone feel her smile and her happiness. Then he said to Mo Xiang in a voice full of charm: "You promised not to leave me behind!"

Mo Xiang smiled bitterly and explained: "I'm just going out for a few days, I have some things to deal with!"

"In that case, you have to take me with you!" Mansa said it directly without any hesitation.

"I wish I could have it!"

Mo Xiang had no reason to refuse. Originally, he went to Mansa just to ask Mansa's two maids, Linna and Luo Qi, for help. They could be said to be the best assassins he knew in Sloit City. .

Mansa's two maids are very special beings. They are not only Mansa's personal followers, but they also signed a soul contract with Mansa. The two maids have lived with Mansa since childhood. The ancient magical contract between them tightly binds the fate of the three people. They are like Mansa's substitutes or shadows. Because of the powerful magical power of the soul contract, the three people look almost the same, regardless of their body shape or voice. Of course, there is also a very obvious difference, that is, the great mage who was responsible for helping Mansa sign the magic contract with Lina and Luo Qi tattooed a whole array of magic patterns on Lina's face, but there was no tattoo on her body. any trace. Luo Qi, on the other hand, is almost entirely covered in magic patterns, and the only place without tattoos is her stunning face. This is the biggest difference between the two maids and Mansa, and although those magic pattern arrays ruined their appearance, they brought them powerful power. They are inherently powerful assassins. .

In this way, three more members were added to the team, and they headed southeast along the path Sophie came from under the morning dew...

...Beautiful dividing line...

It has been three days since Jingyue Aili left Sloit City with her guard regiment. She didn't even get to go to the hospital to see her sister before departure. She just wanted to take advantage of the fact that the barbarian warriors from the Celtic tribe hadn't arrived in Shiloit yet. Once the Leut Province gained a foothold, they were driven out of the northern territory of the Green Empire.

But things did not go as smoothly as expected. For the past three days, the soldiers of the guard regiment have been at a disadvantage of being passively beaten. Among the mountains and jungles, the barbarians on the ice and snow tundra are more like the masters of this place. They Taking advantage of various terrains to deal with the soldiers of the guard regiment, Jingyue Aili did not even find out the details of her opponents in three days. The most serious thing was that the guard regiment continued to fight in the direction of El City for three days. Haven't received any news.

It was as if a pair of big hands hidden in the shadows had quietly covered Jingyue Aili's glasses. This situation was very bad. Jingyue's intuition told Jingyue that the enemy hidden in the dark was eyeing her, preparing to attack her. At the most relaxed moment, he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed himself.

Such a reckless blockade of information, in the face of five thousand guards battalion soldiers, can block all information in the direction of El City. It seems that the power is definitely several times more powerful than Jingyue Aili's five thousand guard battalion. Yesterday In the evening, the request for help letter sent to Sloit City should have arrived. The Beifeng Legion there has activated the fastest emergency plan, and it will not be possible to send troops to support until at least this morning.

There is a magic sand table placed in the center of the tent. This is a holographic image of the mountainous terrain around Sloit City. This very high-end magic item can only be produced by elven mages who are proficient in magic. This holographic map can also be regarded as Jingyue's private property. Only aristocratic families with profound knowledge like the Aili family can come up with such a magic item. Because for hundreds of years since the establishment of the Green Imperial Capital, the Ellie family has been the true overlord of the large northern province of Sloit.

Jingyue was wearing a knight's armor made of mithril, with a thin sword hanging on her waist. The red cloak behind her was casually draped on the chair. She supported her chin with one hand and was staring at the hologram not far away. Map, silent for a long time. A group of staff officers and the officers of each battalion were discussing around the map, and everyone could feel a tense atmosphere permeating the camp.

"There's no latest news from the scout camp yet?" Jingyue asked dissatisfiedly, pursed her lips.

The officers are still in awe of this female officer who likes violent methods. Whether it is her background or her own strength and strategic methods, she is outstanding among young people. Her only character flaw is that she has no patience, and She has a temper like a volcano, and the current highest officer of the guard regiment is still the eldest daughter of the Alli family. If all goes well, Jingyue Alli will officially take over Sloit City after Lao Hual abdicates and become the leader of the North The most important identity is the first duchess of Sloit Province.

At this time, the battalion deputy of the scout battalion immediately walked out of the crowd and whispered in front of Jing Yue: "This time, the battalion commander personally led people to the front to collect information. We haven't received any news yet."

Jingyue Aili had a cold face and said nothing. At this time, the deputy of the scout battalion who was standing aside had sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help complaining about the battalion commander in his heart. This battalion commander was also weird. He was worried about being scolded and would rather go to the police station in person. He led the team into the enemy's war zone and did not come to attend the guard regiment's morning meeting today. Instead, he pushed his battalion deputy to the front desk.

Jingyue waved her hand irritably, asking the cautious battalion deputy to retreat.

There must be a problem in some link, which makes Jingyue feel like a shadow, as if there is always someone behind her who can peek into everything about her. Even eating, sleeping, and bathing will make Jingyue very uncomfortable, even if she knows it His personal maid has always been by his side, making sure that no one is around him countless times, but the feeling is still very strong.

That feeling made Jingyue inexplicably irritable. She gently stroked the sword at her side, trying to keep herself calm. The battle had just begun!

...Beautiful dividing line...

For a long time, I felt very alone.

Like a child standing on a roof in the dark, looking at the busy streets and colorful neon lights, I feel like I am outside the scenery. I am part of the night. Those bustling scenery do not belong to me. I am dark. Part of me is even afraid of seeing the sunlight during the day. I only dare to come out of my nest after nightfall, just like a rat in a smelly ditch, living cautiously.

Yes! I'm alive.

That kind of mood is like a dandelion flying in the wind. Wherever it floats, it is your home.

Sister Guoguo has been away for five years. During these days and nights, there is nothing left except missing her. I followed her footsteps and came to the city where she lived. I tried to find the shadow of her life along the streets and alleys paved with bluestones. I went to the magic academy where she studied as a child and saw the lavender field in the yard. Lilac flowers. I went to her house facing the street and sat at the door of the leather shop next to her house, quietly looking at the window she told me about.

I vaguely saw her smiling face appearing at the end of every street. She smiled and pointed at the warm little town, as if saying to me: "Hey, Jia, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time, come here." Take a look here, how beautiful this small town is!”

It seemed as if I saw her appearing behind the lilac bushes in the magic school. She was bending down and leaning out to gently embroider the fragrant lilac flowers. The back of the navy blue magic school uniform was lifted up, revealing a piece of white softness on her lower back. Meat.

Sitting quietly on the stone steps in front of the leather shop, I closed my eyes quietly and listened to her singing softly in front of the window at home. The beautiful and intoxicating melody made me unable to bear to leave. How many times have I thought about it? I secretly went upstairs and took a look at the room she lived in, but my feet seemed to have a pair of heavy shackles, which not only locked my soul, but also locked the distance between me and that room forever.

That summer, I walked eastward along the Benma River for two months, like a lonely stray dog, before I walked into this cozy little town in embarrassment.

The first thing I did when I got here was to apply for a residence certificate at the city hall. As long as I could live here for three years, I would automatically become a legal citizen of El Town. Before that, I was just a stray dog ​​without an identity. Like those refugees who escaped from other places, I would receive relief food from the government every day. It was the same potato that slaves ate. Of course, any wanderer with the ability to work with his hands would not take that kind of food, as if eating a potato would forever brand his body as a slave. They would rather go through garbage dumps, beg, or even steal.

These refugees are fleeing from famine in surrounding areas. In fact, the Green Empire is not as stable as imagined. At least in most provinces in the north, they are still invaded by the savage tribes of the snowy tundra every winter. They will come to capture slaves. They will demolish the farmhouses, take away the cattle, sheep and men, and anyone who resists will suffer a brutal massacre. Many people have to give up their homes and hide in these cities protected by walls. They have almost nothing.

I am different from them. I am not poor. I even buried Sister Guoguo's magic waist bag under a rock by the Benma River. I didn't dare to walk on the streets of El Town with a magic item tied around my waist. Sister Guoguo's waist bag contained a pile of walnut-like magic cores and several parchment magic books, which were the property left by Sister Guoguo.

The second thing I did was to go to the post office in El Town and mail those magic cores in the name of Sister Guoguo. The address was her home. I remember Sister Guoguo said she had two sisters.

Not long after, when I went to the city hall to sign in at the beginning of the next month, I was notified that someone was willing to adopt me, and if I didn't have a legal guardian or enough reasons, I had to choose one of these families. (Sign in here to prove that the wanderers live in the town)

In El City, there are always fewer boys than girls. There are many reasons for this situation. The most important one is that the barbarians in the snowy tundra snatched away men, including boys. In their eyes, only men can barely have the physical strength to go down to the mines to dig, and only those male slaves have the strength to work! Another is the recruitment system of the Green Empire. All men in the Green Empire need to serve in the military after the age of sixteen.

Ordinary families often let boys in the family serve in the Northern Legion when they are sixteen years old. Because the Northern Legion is responsible for resisting the barbarian tribes in the north, the annual war losses are very large. The most likely to die are these newcomers. The veterans call these people cannon fodder. Only after serving in the military, those who survive will become the pillars of the family and marry and have children.

The opposite is true for noble families, because they are well-off and will send their boys to the War Academy to learn combat skills. Once they graduate successfully from the academy, they will be able to obtain a formal soldier qualification certificate from the Warrior Union before the last deadline for military service at the age of 22. After entering the army, they will directly become non-commissioned officers, and at least they will not be used as cannon fodder. Some noble families even let young nobles get married in advance before they join the army to continue their bloodline.

This system also caused many ordinary families to have no boys, and many families hoped to adopt some orphans. It was this situation that led to the current situation, and I was adopted.