Rebirth Lives Up to the Stars

The wind that brushed against the cheeks suddenly became icy cold, as if the thin air had been swept away, giving people the illusion that they could not breathe.

In front of me are densely packed stone tablets, and the layers of dark gray, like dark clouds, weigh heavily on my heart.

It's overgrown with weeds and left unattended.

I walked in slowly and read the names on the stone tablet one by one, even though... there are many in it I don't have much impression.

but……

When I walked to the middle of the cemetery, I found the name of Master Buzz.

His stele is carved with a cross, which looks simple and holy.I squatted down, suddenly a little unbelievable, and inexplicably felt...it was justified.

That old man who has always been difficult to deal with, that old man who always ordered me to do this and that, my... first teacher, is buried here at this moment, maybe even his corpse... has turned black of dirt.

I felt as if all the strength in my body had been emptied in an instant, my body was out of control, and I fell down in front of the tombstone. The black soil stained my clothes, leaving groups of dark stains.

At noon, the sun that climbed above the head poured sunlight into the cemetery. Although it was such a hot temperature, I felt...the place was still empty...and deserted.

A sudden fire engulfed the entire Panson Orphanage.

The dean, the teaching masters, and the children who grew up in the orphanage died together in the sea of ​​flames.

——Even the mercenaries hired by the dean to protect the orphanage were not spared.

The previous threatening letters and disappearance cases, along with the demise of the orphanage, have forever become unsolved mysteries.

After leaving the old site of the Pansen Welfare Institute, I inquired about these news.

Among those tombstones, I didn't find Xavier's name, maybe... this is the little possibility, maybe Xavier is not dead yet, but I just don't know where he is now.

Thinking of this, I feel that my spirit, which has been a little sluggish, has improved a little bit.

Yes, I should go to Xavier.

Then... find out the reason and truth of this series of events in Pansen Orphanage.

I came to the place where Apothecary Dalsey used to teach our herbalism course.

When Pantheon caught fire, I left in a hurry, and was imprisoned in the northern forest by Master Heber for three full years.Now that I have no identity certificate, I can't register with the mercenary union. I think... he should be able to get one for me on the black market.

Through the thin wooden door, I heard the voice of Apothecary Dulcey.Heard the glorious deeds he had experienced in the mercenary regiment that he once told us.

His teaching is still so imprecise, and the order is still upside down.

After the class taught inside came to an end, and the students came out of the room in twos and threes, I fastened the collar of my clothes up, covering half of my face, and walked in slowly through the side door.

Darcy was cleaning up the scattered potions on the table, he seemed to hear footsteps, he looked up and saw me.

"you……"

He spoke with a puzzled expression.

I hope he better not recognize me and save me some trouble.

"Pharmacist Dalcy." After glancing at his familiar face, I lowered my head and took out two thousand marks and put it on the table.

"Do you want to study herbal medicine?" He rubbed his hands together and laughed a few times.

I shook my head: "My name is Keluo, and I need a piece of identification."

The smile on his lips deepened, he stretched out his hand, took out the two thousand marks from my hand, counted them at a very fast speed, and then said to me with satisfaction: "Add another five hundred, three days later Take it, it is guaranteed to be the same as the real thing."

"it is good."

I knew three years ago that he would take the black job of forging identity certificates, but I never thought that I would ask him to do such a thing one day.

After finishing all this, only a little over a thousand of the [-] marks left to me by Master Heber left me. I thought, after getting the identity certificate, I should immediately go to the mercenary guild to get a job, or It is to directly join a mercenary group.Otherwise... soon, I probably won't even be able to afford the cheapest poke beans.

Three days passed quickly, and the identity certificate Darcy gave me could indeed be faked. With it, I could finally register at the Mercenary Guild.

The registration procedure is not cumbersome. After testing my magic ability, I can be regarded as an official reserve mercenary. As a magician, I don't even need to have the badge of the mercenary guild printed on all my clothes like a fighter.

Most of the mercenary groups will recruit new members in the summer, and now, there is still more than a month before the summer.During this period, I think I can only take on some short-term tasks that can be completed by one person.

Because healing magicians are more supportive, the tasks they can accept are very limited.

I chose some missions released by some remote towns near the outskirts. In this way, while completing the missions, I can collect some medicinal herbs to make potions, and then sell them to the medical center in the city.

After doing the tasks for a few days, I think these tasks are really strange.

——There is a girl who loves beauty, and I hope that the healing magician can tailor the most suitable beauty potion for her.

——There is a wealthy manor owner who hopes that the healing magician can solve the problem that the chickens raised in his manor will not lay eggs.

——There is an old fighter, hoping that the healing magician will give him a bottle of potion that can kill him instantly, so that he will no longer suffer from the pain of old age.

The more similar tasks I do, the more helpless I become.It is acceptable to make beauty potions, but the following... It is hard to explain, only speechless.

The so-called "non-laying" chickens that the owner of the manor showed me were all male chickens. Male chickens naturally cannot lay eggs. This is God's arrangement and a natural physiological structure. Even a healing magician cannot Change.

And it is completely unimaginable to give a living person the potion of instant death to satisfy his wish of "euthanasia"-this is also against the principle of a healing magician.

I began to wildly hope that summer will come soon, no matter which mercenary group it is, as long as I join, everything will be fine.

In order to provide the medicine that the medical center asked me to buy, although I didn't accept any tasks today, I still went to the western suburbs where I often come to collect medicine.The vegetation there is lush, and many useful herbs can be collected.

Walking along the left side of the road, I saw sporadic elm growing on the grass, I carefully uprooted them and put them into the bag of herbs.

Suddenly, there was the sound of something being strongly impacted in front, followed by sharp screams and a strong smell of blood wafting through the air.

I felt a large number of dissipated wind elements suddenly appeared around me. When I looked up, a traffic car seemed to have had an accident not far away and crashed into a tree beside the road. Some people were still bleeding. He was struggling to climb out of the scrapped traffic car.

I stepped forward and saw a man with a golden coat of arms on his shoulders and a man in very luxurious clothes sent a blue signal flare into the sky.

Have you summoned the mercenary group yet?Maybe I don't have to go there?

But... one after another, the screams desperately got into my ears.I couldn't bear it, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.