i used to be a devil

Yi Rang had never faced such a thing as purchasing power directly.

After all, he was either so poor that he could feel it himself, or he spent money like water and couldn't feel the difference in purchasing power.

So when Leo Milton brought back a very ordinary set of clothes, Yirang didn't feel any obvious difference.

The other party bought ordinary clothes, not mage's robes, and there was no special spell formation on the clothes.

"It seems that you have passed the first test." Yi Rang, who came out after changing clothes, handed some of the remaining silver coins in front of the young man in front of him, "Since you abide by the agreement, I think you should be able to continue my previous test." promised."

Leo Milton felt that he might have really changed his luck.

He held a handful of silver coins that Yi Rang handed over in his hand, and he didn't want to take a bite to see if it was real.

After all, he had already obtained proof of that handful of silver coins from the clothes he bought.

Leo Milton looked forward to the pale young man who looked like a sick child.In fact, this person doesn't look much older than him, and looks frail, as if he has few days to live.

But all of this is nothing, just the darker part of Leo Milton's inner thoughts - even if he said nothing, at least he got these silver coins!

Of course, if the next sentence is that he wants to let himself be responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation, he feels that this matter will not work.

"What's next?"

"The next thing is a multiple-choice question." Having already changed out of her original pajamas, Yi Rang tidied up the details awkwardly.I have to say that because of the material problem, he is not very suitable for the clothes he is wearing now, "Being a mage or an alchemist, which one do you think you are looking forward to more?"

"???" - I don't think I'm looking forward to either.

The gaze that was staring at Yi Rang originally was like a deflated balloon at this moment, and the two searchlights turned into miniature light bulbs.

A kind of self-deprecating "Is my good luck ending like this?" emerged in my heart. At this time, Leo Milton understood that even if there is a god in this world, then the god should be on the side of the rich. perspective on desire.

Whether it is becoming a mage or an alchemist, which one can be done without money?

--and many more?

"What, can I become a knight?"

Things like materials are the biggest obstacle to becoming a mage or an alchemist. Unless a poor poor with no money has amazing talents, even the stories of troubadours dare not say so.

Can someone who is poor and has no special talent become a mage or an alchemist?

The scripts of the saga all said that the story was out of the ordinary and we couldn't tell it.

However, for the Cavaliers, it's different.

You only need to constantly strengthen yourself, you don't need expensive magic materials or props, and you don't need excessively demanding talents.As long as you have enough stamina and determination, you can achieve certain achievements just by relying on the battles that have become a habit...

"..."

"Knight, is it okay?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter had something to do, and Leo Milton had even begun to plan his own future path. "Compared to mages, as long as they have certain guidance and learn fighting skills, they can Participate in the battle during the beast tide. In that case, as you said, I can have a part of the source of income. At that time, I will go to the mercenary union to register, complete some tasks, and exercise at the same time——At that time, I can Go to the Church Knights to participate in the selection!"

"Well, it seems that you have already laid out all the routes."

The voice coming from the ear seemed a little far away, but the ridicule and dislike of Leo Milton could not be heard.He has been fully immersed in the bright future he has built. Basically, it can be said that soon he can register as a mercenary, enter the knight order, become the head of the knight order, command battles, become a hero, and the story is told by the troubadour. To sing, to become a legend, to reach the pinnacle of life... I can't wait to think about it!

"Yes, go ahead with that! So, what should I do first?"

In his second life again, Yi Rang still can't quite keep up with the thinking of a human being, things to consider, and... one thing that will not change, that is, he still dislikes the existence of knights from head to toe.

"knight?"

Tilting his head at Ryan Milton, Yirang's eyes that were originally on his face moved to the side, "If it's that kind of thing, you just need an open-edged arbitrary knife Items, and then keep getting punched. Wait until you are not dead, then you can almost excel.”

"..."

Ryan Milton looked at him, the expression on his face clearly said, what nonsense are you talking about.

"I'm sorry, there are only two options in the multiple-choice question." Yi Ran shrugged slightly, and vetoed Ryan Milton's arbitrarily added choice.

While the two of them were talking, they arrived at the slums in the city of Cassitia.

It can't be said to be clean or dirty, but because of the tattered appearance at first glance, it is unavoidably associated with mess.

Ryan Milton could see Yirang's slightly surprised expression completely. He didn't answer Yirang's words in a hurry, but just led the way until he stopped in front of a house that didn't look like someone lived in it. down.

To be honest, it doesn't look like a house. The shape of the house is very strange, low, and there doesn't seem to be much space.

The door opened on the side, squeezed into a narrow alley, and the only window facing the street was a hole blocked piece by piece with wooden boards.

"But I don't think it's very likely that my life will be ready for either of those options."

Ryan Milton turned sideways and walked sideways to the front of his house. The dilapidated door combined with this house and him in front of the house gave people the feeling that there was no need to lock the door at all.He took out a key, opened the door, and put the bag he was wearing on his body inside, "Why don't we end this wishing game?"

In other words, ordinary people should have seen Ryan Milton's predicament long ago, but Yi Ran could never be classified into this class.So...he didn't understand at all.

"Are you worried that you need to pay tuition fees to me?"

"No, I can't afford the cost of the magic materials that may be consumed during the learning process." Taking a deep breath, Ren continued to explain, and he was even a little impatient now.Showing his weakest side in front of another person, constantly showing poverty and embarrassment, this is something that even Ren, who admits that he is poor, resists a little.

Yi Rang didn't speak, it seemed that he had listened to what he just said and was thinking.

He raised one hand and tapped the corner of his mouth with his index finger, "I can let you know spells and alchemy now, you can feel it before telling me your decision?"

"What's the meaning?!"

Remembering not to be too eye-catching, Yi Rang, who was not going to show off the next little trick in the street, followed him sideways and entered the narrow alley.

He slightly pushed the door and walked into the house, and Ren had no resistance.

Because of Yi Rang's careless movement, the door of the room made a teeth-squeezing "squeak" sound, as if it would fall out of the door frame if it was moved again.

The room is not bright, there is no lighting equipment, and the only window is not open, only a few turns on the wall are missing, allowing light to fall in.

Yi Rang stretched out his hand, carelessly slid his index finger across the air, and countless bright elements condensed along the trajectory of his fingertips.

If a high-level mage saw it, he should have called out, and then asked who he was.

It's a pity that standing in front of him is just a young man who can only be used as an adjective with "no money".

Ren stared blankly at the light condensed along Yirang's fingertips, turning into a circle in the air, and then shrinking into a ball, floating steadily in the air.

"This is—" Spell?

"Give me your hand."

This time, Yi Rang didn't want to hear the question very much. His direct request caused the young man to hurriedly hand over his hand, and then changed one in panic.

By the way, Yirang took another look to make sure of his expression.

Only then withdrew the hand he had just withdrawn restlessly, and kept grabbing his clothes with his back behind his back.

Yi Rang drew a few times on the back of his hand, and he saw an incomprehensible pattern with light like stardust.

After the pattern drawn by Yi Rang was finished, it disappeared into his skin again.

"This formation is alchemy."

Yirang let go of his hand, and Ren looked at the back of his hand that didn't seem to have changed, and always felt that what he saw just now was like a hallucination.

"What have you changed?"

He looked at his hands repeatedly, but couldn't find any difference.

"You can find an alchemist and tell him that if he is willing to give you money, you can let him copy the alchemy array in your hand."

"???" Ren felt that the other party was talking in his sleep.

This kind of thing is simply impossible.

It's just a little light floating in the room, as beautiful as the lights hanging on the high dome in the church.

Because of this, Ren felt that he couldn't tell the truth, what the person said before telling him was true.

"I said, what did you steal outside the city again, Ren?"

I don't know when there were more people at the door.

They also looked tattered, but compared to Ryan's sallow and thin appearance, these people always looked stronger.

It's just that the posture they are standing in the alley is a bit ridiculous.

"..."

Ren, who was still thinking about rambling with Yi Rang just now, turned pale, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

The other party has already entered.

"Your crappy place, people really don't want to come in." The man who seemed to be the leader despised the whole room in disgust, and then set his eyes on the bag on Ren's body, "I said, something I stole it all back, and I don’t know that I sent it here, so I want me to come to the door in person?”

As the person in the lead spoke, his displeasure almost overflowed slowly.

He was cursing, and wanted to come forward and grab the pocket on Ren's body.

The latter was full of unwillingness, until the body instinctively wanted to hand over the things before being beaten.

"Say it to him, petrochemical."

Yirang's voice came out of Ren's ears in a calm manner.

The big guy in the lead only now paid a little attention to Yi Rang, "Why, you picked up another pet? Can't tell! Ah!"

The end of his speech was accentuated. By the way, he pulled the pocket hard, and then pushed Renn staggeringly, and then opened the pocket on the spot, "Not bad, no wonder I can pick up a pet."

As he said that, the other two who were with the big man also laughed with him.

Renn, who was being ridiculed, couldn't help but glanced at Yi Rang, who returned him with a very relaxed expression, and repeated, "Petrochemical."

Just thinking for a second, Ren raised that kind of person to the three people in front of him, mustered up his courage, and prepared to hit them after facing their faults, as Yirang said, read to them : "Petrochemical!"

"...?"

For the first time, I felt the magic power moving and mobilizing in my body.The magical elements in the air are actively beating.

That kind of wonderful feeling is so wonderful and interesting that it is indescribable.

Ren could feel the resonance of his own magic power and magic power elements, and then turned into a spell.

He looked in the direction where his palms were facing, where there were three people standing, now there were only three stone statues wearing clothes, and one of them was still holding his belt.

"……what happened?"

Ren felt that he couldn't turn his head around for a while, and there was a vague answer floating in his mind, and then he wanted to deny it.

Originally just asking and answering, Ren looked at the stone statue in front of him, carried it, and looked at his hands.He has a feeling that he is still dreaming.

His brain was frantically refuting a thought that he didn't even dare to think about, but there was another voice in his heart, like a broken thought, just about to move.

"It's nothing, you've learned spells." Compared to his entanglement, Yi Rang next to him just answered indifferently, stepped forward a few steps, and fished back the bag that was snatched just now, and he glanced at it by the way what's inside.

There are only some pastries for memorial service.

However, Yi Rang, who obviously had nothing about this, took a piece. He had to say that he didn't feel anything special at first, but after seeing it suddenly, he suddenly felt a little bit hungry.

Holding a snack in his hand, who knows what it is called, Yi Rang took a bite, then looked at Ren who was still thinking about the spell just now, and asked, "Does it feel fun?"

"..."

——It’s not good at all!

……