The First Law God Black History Handbook

Thrander was not so arrogant as not to salute the general. He bowed slightly to the general, who also saluted him heartily.

"Dear Mage Your Excellency, thank you for coming. This is really the blessing of the God of Light!" The other party held the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he did not let down his vigilance even though he was talking to Thrander, who was a mage of Light.

Thrander nodded, "It can be seen that the dark power here is spreading much faster than other places. If you allow, can you let me visit this solid castle."

"Of course!" The general stepped aside and stretched out his hand to invite His Excellency, "I am Sagilian Hodgson, the commander of the Selke Carlo Fortress; now I am temporarily taking over the Selke Carlo Castle. You can visit everything as you like, and as the temporary owner here, I will accompany you."

Thrander tilted his head slightly and performed a heart-warming salute. His eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes, which were as long as butterfly wings, cast a row of shadows on his eyelids. Because of the movement of tilting his head, his long golden hair slipped to his body. A few days ago, the noon sun shone down, making his skin almost transparent, making him even more handsome and holy.

General Hodgson was stunned for two seconds, and looked away by leading the way, "Master, you have worked hard all the way, do you need to rest first?" He said, waving to the castle guards who retreated to the side, indicating that they can leave.

Seeing this, Thrander immediately introduced the mercenary team behind him to General Hodgson, and asked him to send someone to escort them home.General Hodgson agreed without hesitation, "As a citizen of my Nu/Rman Empire, I have an obligation to escort them home. Your Excellency, Mage, you are very kind."

"Thank you for your helping hand." Thrander praised him in a low voice.

They chatted happily along the way.Even if Thrander didn't have a smile on her face, it wouldn't make people feel unapproachable.On the contrary, anyone who passes by and sees him will always be involuntarily attracted by his holy temperament, handsome face, and elegant manner.

Some people even followed them uncontrollably, just to get a few more glimpses of this elegant, noble and handsome mage.

General Hodgson also doubled his favor.Such an elegant, noble and eloquent mage, he couldn't be on guard against him at all.Even his right hand fell off the sword unconsciously.

After a short while, the sun shines even brighter, and the weather in early summer has already made people aware of the heat.

They walked to the depths of the inner castle, where pedestrians almost disappeared, only a team of patrols patrolling routinely.

They saluted and greeted General Hodgson; General Hodgson asked Thurland again, "Your Excellency, the servants have prepared ample food and a comfortable bedroom for you to enjoy, maybe you will need it now?" Legston next to Rand still had traces of blood on his body, which showed that the mage's journey was not smooth.

Thurander noticed General Hodgson's gaze, and he glanced sideways at Legston. Before he could speak, Legston took this opportunity to extend his hand.

"Compared with rest, I am more concerned about what causes the continuous spread of dark power in the castle. May I ask, Sir Hodgson, have your soldiers come into contact with any strange people recently?" Thrander lowered his eyes and said appropriately Avoiding Legston's outstretched hand, he answered General Hodgson instead.

Legston was very wronged in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

"Strange people?" General Hodgson lowered his head in thought. After a while, he seemed to remember something, and then led Thrander to start walking in the opposite direction. "Speaking of strange people, only the outer castle has them. The inner castle needs After layers of searches by the guards, no suspicious persons have entered or exited for the time being."

Thrander nodded and did not speak again.

General Hodgson didn't continue the conversation either, his brows were furrowed, as if he realized something was wrong.

"Your Excellency the Mage." On the way, Legston quietly reached out his hand again. This time Thrander didn't dodge, but let him hold his wrist.

Then Legston put Alexis, who was protected by fighting spirit, into his hand.

Seeing the white fruit, Thrander gradually slowed down.

As if he was touched by Legston's actions, and just wanted to slow down and take a closer look at the state of the fruit, Thurland handed the fruit to Carl when General Hodgson looked over suspiciously, " keep it."

Carl immediately stepped forward to take away the fruit, then turned to face Legston, stretched out his free hand, "There are two more, let's take them out together."

Legston was unhappy, and he didn't move.

Thrander raised his eyes, "Axiclis is a very good magic material, and I can still use it."

"But you haven't eaten since morning!" Legston couldn't help complaining, "You are a mage, not a warrior, so your body will become weak!"

Seeing that Thrander still hadn't changed his mind, Legston compromised, "Or you can go to the castle to have a meal first, and we'll check on the spread of darkness after you replenish your strength."

General Hodgson was surprised: "You haven't eaten since morning?"

Thrander explained to him, "It's not important, Mr. Hodgson. Besides, I don't feel hungry."

Legston took a step forward anxiously.

"Okay, Fighter Your Excellency, what kind of dark power do you think can stop me? Huh?" Thrander looked at Legston lightly and slowly, causing Legston's heart to skip a beat again. A beat.

When he regained consciousness from the extremely mysterious feeling like the scorching sun, Thrander and His Excellency Hodgson had already walked a long way, and facing him was Karl's icy face.

"Please pay attention to your identity, Mr. Aruman." Karl said coldly.

Legston grinned proudly, "Mr. Carl, don't you care about the health of Your Excellency the Mage?"

Karl's face gradually turned frosty, "This is not what you should care about! Mr. Aruman, you know very little about magic, and you know nothing about adults! Please don't get entangled/entangled with adults in the future , I will stare at you all the time, not letting you get close to Master!"

Legston was stunned by his words. He suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to maintain enough politeness to reason with the housekeeper, but in the end unwillingness and anger prevailed, "Your Excellency Karl, what do you do? Make such a decision? Didn’t you notice the tolerance and concern of the mage for me? He is even willing to stop for me——Your Excellency Karl, maybe you are aware of this, so you want me so desperately Stay away from the side of His Excellency, so I can guess that you are jealous now?"

"Do you think your lord is paying attention to you?" Carl was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, but he realized something was wrong in the next second, and his tone obviously softened, "My lord, he is tolerant to everyone and everything. , Merciful. Mr. Aruman, you have never been an exception, please remember that."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Legston followed closely, and asked as he walked, "What did you want to say just now? Mr. Carl, you have something to hide from me."

Carl didn't even look at him, "That has nothing to do with you, please stop caring about these insignificant things."

"How can it be irrelevant? The matter of His Majesty the Mage is my business! I want to know everything! Er——"

Legston's words were interrupted suddenly, because Carl's words stopped suddenly.

He turned around and looked at Legston with a gloomy face, "Mr. Aruman, I repeat again, don't try to find out the secrets of the Lord Fashen, otherwise you will completely lose the qualification to stay with the Lord Fashen." .This is my last warning and advice to you."

Legston grimaced.He watched Karl turn and leave, and suddenly chuckled after a while, "Warning and advice? It's a pity that my Aruman family has never had a docile child."

Legston found His Excellency Fashen with a disguised expression of grievance.

His Excellency Fashen is talking with people in a small wooden house.

It was a beautiful young boy with big brown eyes and long and messy hair. The clothes on his body looked like they hadn't been washed for a long time, and he could even smell sweat when he got close.

Legston got closer and heard His Excellency Fashen's deep and pleasant voice: "You have the characteristics of elves and humans, and you are a hybrid of elves and humans?"

The child looked at General Hodgson standing aside. This was the first time he saw the face of His Excellency the General so closely. He was very nervous and excited.This caused his voice to tremble a little.

"Yes, yes, noble mage."

Thrander's fingertips condensed a little light, and he pointed his finger on the child's forehead, "...you have magical talent, which is a gift from the gods to the elves." He withdrew his hand and looked at General Hodgson, "Your Excellency can Send this child to the Academy of Magic, and his future achievements will not be too low."

After being surprised, Hodgson immediately expressed his gratitude to Thurland, "Thank you, Mage, for your information." If the white-robed mage hadn't pointed it out, he believed that this child with magical talent would never have been discovered.

After all, he was just a slave.

In the West Fantasy Continent, although slaves are not explicitly prohibited from participating in magic tests, most magicians are unwilling to touch such [dirty] [lowly] slaves.Nor did they believe that in the humble blood of the slaves there were children with magical gifts.

Magicians are the darlings of the gods, born noble, and humble bloodlines are not qualified to conceive them.

"His blood is not low." Thrander frowned slightly, as if he saw something unexpected, "He is..." At this point, Thrander paused.

"My lord!" Carl slightly opened his eyes wide with disbelief.

Thrander nodded, "That's right, it's him."