The magician from the time of peace

Lamb was quick to hit it off with Merris with his big smile and no-nonsense demeanor.

"Thank you very much for your help. If you hadn't saved my life, I might have died."

"I didn't do anything..." Merris scratched her face embarrassingly, and pointed to the side: "Actually, he is your savior, after all, he is the one who uses healing magic."

Lamb turned his head to look at Felix, who was silent at the side, and couldn't help shivering, but he still maintained the most basic courtesy and smiled at him: "Thank you."

It took him a few seconds to realize: "What, magic? Aren't you priests?"

"Priest?" Merris frowned her graceful eyebrows: "What is that?"

Lamb never imagined that the envoy in his heart didn't even know what a priest is, so he panicked for a moment and stammered to explain: "That's the person who serves the goddess and can use the power of God."

"Is that so? I'm sorry, but we don't believe in gods." Merris smiled, his eyebrows crooked, and Felix said their hearts directly: "Is there a god in the world?"

"..." Lamb felt the sound of something collapsing coming from his heart. He took a breath and asked, "Could it be that you two are magicians?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"..."

Sure enough, magicians are freaks who don't believe in gods!There are tens of thousands of horses running fast in Lamb's heart, and he really wants to grab one and leave this unbelieving place like a knight, but the smiling face of the beautiful blond young man in front of him makes the soles of his feet take root, and he can't help it Rack your brains to find more topics to chat with him.

He completely forgot the oath he made a few hours ago that he would never speak to the magician again.

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Foster wanted to die now.

The officer who was bullied and abused by Felix fled away as early as the rain stopped on the grounds of appeasing the army, and pushed all the burden of the complicated situation here on his shoulders.

Lamb.

Although this is a very common name, don't think that he will just treat him as a passerby!

Isn't this the name of the colonel on the opposite side who just started the war a few days ago? !Why would such a big man be washed here by the water!

Foster looked warily at the tall slender young man who slowly got up to say hello to Merris and Felix, feeling infinitely sad in his heart—these two people would not help him no matter what, and he would fight alone if there was a fight.

He silently looked at the line of Lamb's strong arm, and then at his own weak intellectual arm. He felt that his winning rate was a bit low in a single fight at this distance, so he decided to take it slowly. Weaken your sense of existence, find the right opportunity, and kill the general of the enemy country.

In this way, he has made a great contribution, and the status of the magician will be improved accordingly.Foster thought hopefully.

"Actually, it's great to believe in God once in a while," Lamb's voice sounded, "For example, the goddess Vera, she is so beautiful and generous, she is the god of abundance in this continent—"

"Fart! Goddess Nell is the real god of abundance in this world!" Foster, who was thinking of stealthy action, jumped up like a firecracker: "Your little Vera can lift the shoes of Goddess Nell!" Not worthy!"

"Are you from Nefer?" Lamb immediately became alert, but his first reaction was to retort: ​​"You just have to shut up, haven't you heard of ancient myths, Nell is just the maidservant of the goddess Vera , I got a bit of status from the Goddess, and now you want to steal the show?"

"The fairy tale you read was picked up from the coal pile. It is obvious that Vera stole the clothes of the goddess Nell and was mistaken for a high-ranking person. Only then did she have such a little status, and she even put her nose on her face and forgot that it was stained. whose light?"

"#*=~/,#_~-!!!"

"=&!.,-,/!/!!!"

The two quarreled.

Watching Merris: "Have you heard these myths?"

Felix, who was a little bored, rested his chin on Merris' shoulder: "Unheard of that."

"Me too, so what are they arguing about...?"

"Who knows, let's go."

"It's not very good... Anyway, let's say hello first."

One second before Merris spoke, Lamb pulled out his sword with a swipe: "Goddess Vera, bless my sword with your grace!"

Foster: "..."

Help! !

His body was one step ahead of his brain, he made a gesture, quickly recited a spell, and opened a thin defensive cover to withstand Lamb's violent blow.

"Magician?" Lamb mocked, "As expected of Goddess Nell, even a magician is willing to speak for her. Maybe it's some kind of charm method."

Foster felt bitter in his heart. In fact, he really didn't believe in that goddess much, but after all these years, he could not silently watch a foreign knight preaching in the border of Never.

But the most important thing now is that his magic is about to fail!How could a magician beat a knight within five steps!

"Cough cough." Merris coughed a few times: "Can I interrupt you?"

Lamb immediately retracted the sword faster than drawing the sword, and when he turned his head, his expression instantly changed from winter-like coldness to spring-like bright smile.

He said softly: "Of course, what's the matter?"

Merris also smiled: "I'm just looking for him."

He passed Lamb, took a few steps forward, pulled up Foster who had fallen to the ground, and said before the other party thanked him: "Feli and I are leaving, thank you for your recent hospitality."

Foster blinked: "Huh?"

"By the way, you are a very talented magician. You have a strong control over non-elemental magic, such as the defensive formation just now and the time magic that summoned me. The future will not be much worse than Poll." Merris said sincerely.

"You..." Foster didn't know what to say for a while.

"But your elemental magic is terrible, don't use it anymore." Merris' next sentence was a severe blow.

"...Thank you for your pointers."

"I hope you can break through your own limitations and enter the hall of the great magician as soon as possible. You have this qualification." Merris sincerely blessed, and waved Felix: "Then we will leave."

Foster stared blankly at the backs of the two who simply left, a little dazed: He always thought his talent was average, so he worked hard to learn and struggle. It was the first time someone had such an excellent magician. The teacher actually recognized his ability...

The voices of the conversation between the two who had left drifted with the wind:

"Are you addicted to being a teacher?"

"How can you say that, Philip, who is always alone, doesn't understand."

"I don't want to understand either."

As the sound got farther and farther away, Foster felt that there was some kind of terrible momentum around him breaking out again.

Lamb's rippling smile stopped at some point, and he put his hand on the sword again, staring at him, the heretic, with sinister eyes.

Foster lifted his robe and ran: "...Lord Merris! May I ask where you are going!!"