The First Law God Black History Handbook

Thurland turned to General Hodgson, "This child may be more suitable for staying with the elves. I'm sorry, Your Excellency Commander."

Hodgson frowned. This child is a rare child with magical talent. Now is the time when darkness covers the continent. He doesn't want to give up on a child who may become a powerful magician.

"Although it's very presumptuous, I would like to ask Your Excellency the mage, can you enter the elves' clan and send this child there safely? You know, although he has no influence on the current situation, he can No one can guarantee the achievement." A child with elven blood, General Hodgson knows what it means even if he has no common sense of magic.

Elves are the race most favored by the gods. They not only have perfect magical talents, beautiful appearance, but also endless lives.This child will devote more time to magic learning than others.

Furthermore, according to General Hodgson's knowledge, the Elf family retired to the depths of the Monata Giant Wood Forest after the Great War 260 years ago, and never appeared on the mainland again.

Thrander nodded, "I understand what you mean, Your Excellency Commander." He pondered for a while, his eyes resting on the child, "Perhaps I can help you drive away the darkness of Selque Carlo Fortress and leave behind the bright Blessings, protect your castle from being invaded by evil. What do you think?" He turned around and asked the surprised Lord Hodgson.

"...Thank you! Your Excellency the Mage." Now General Hodgson also understood what the Mage meant. Instead of arguing with His Excellency the Mage for a child who has not yet grown strong, it is better to give him a favor.

Carl stepped forward to bring the child to his side, turning and turning the words in his heart, and finally just asked him, "What's your name?"

"My lord, my name is Esso." He said nervously.

Carl touched his head, "Where's your family? Do you know what your last name is?"

"My lord, I don't have a last name... I'm an orphan, and I don't know who my parents are." The boy looked a little sad, he bit his lip and lowered his head.

Carl was speechless.He was silent for a while, reached out to hold the boy's hand, and said softly: "Will you follow my master?"

The boy raised his head and shifted his gaze to Thrander.

"...Yes! My lord, I am willing!" He suppressed his excitement, as if there were stars twinkling in his eyes.

Thrander couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, he thought of his only student, that child looked at him so excitedly back then, as if there were stars in his eyes, and the sun in his smile.

Legston narrowed his eyes slightly.

His Excellency Fashen's smile was beautiful and gentle, but he felt it was really an eyesore.

Because the other party is obviously missing someone he doesn't know.

Legston thought of the statue in the Holy Academy of Magic that poured so much effort and emotion into it, and it was also made by someone he didn't know for His Majesty the God of Law.

Combined with Carl's previous warning to himself, Legston couldn't help feeling a strong sense of crisis.

"Master Your Excellency." Legston couldn't help but speak in a sense of crisis, and quickly approached him, "Where did those dark forces come from? Is it here?"

"It's here."

"Why? Could it be because of this child?" Legston frowned.

"You can say that." Thrander didn't seem to want to continue this topic, he turned to General Hodgson, "Please take me to the soldiers' quarters."

General Hodgson nodded in agreement; the young boy on the side, that is, Esso, turned around very cleverly and ran to his bedding to take out a simple package from underneath.

"What did you bring?" Carl asked with a smile.

He saw that the package was shrunken, and it wasn't too big, so he guessed it wasn't something precious, it was probably something the child hid secretly for food.

Esso laughed, "It's a stone in the river, shiny and beautiful."

Carl was slightly taken aback, and quickly turned his head to look at Thrander; as if Thrander didn't hear him, he turned and walked out together with General Hodgson.

There are many slaves working outside, and many soldiers are busy.They saw the little Esso carrying the package coming out behind the mage, their eyes were surprised and envious.

Karl even held the little slave's hand.

A soldier stepped forward to salute, and looked at Esso with questioning eyes, and Esso shrank behind Karl.

"He will follow His Majesty the Mage in the future." General Hodgson interrupted the soldier's gaze and nodded to him, "Send his slave contract to the inner castle later, and give it to—" After searching his eyes, he skipped Legston , put it on Karl, "Your Excellency the mage."

"You can call me Karl." Karl saluted General Hodgson, "I am the servant of Lord Mage, Mage Karl."

General Hodgson's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought of Carl Chesterton, the famous butler of the first Dharma god on the mainland.

"This name is very common. Maybe you will think of the steward of the great First Dharma God?" Carl said lightly, "Unfortunately, I am just an ordinary mage, and I am not qualified to follow the First Dharma God."

General Hodgson relaxed slightly.The other party is right. Common names like Karl are very common among civilians. Coupled with the fact that people on the mainland worship the number one god of law, many parents will give their children the same name in order to obtain the name of the god of law. attention and favor.

Of course, they would definitely not name their child Thrander.

Because that is blasphemy.

For the people living in the West Fantasy Continent, Lord Thrand, the First Law God, is a god.

General Hodgson stopped his associations, and led Thrander and the others back to the soldiers' quarters.But this time his attention was highly concentrated, and he was all on the white-robed mage.

He thought, would the number one Dharma God hide his identity like this?

Would you touch a lowly slave so recklessly?

Would he treat an ordinary warrior like him so equally and peacefully?

……

Looks like it shouldn't.

General Hodgson secretly made a conclusion in his heart, and even if he did, he shouldn't continue to explore when the other party was unwilling.

Every citizen in the Western Fantasy Continent respects magicians, especially the light mages; because they bring light, hope, health and vitality; no one should delve into the things they are unwilling to disclose .

Just as he hasn't taken the initiative to ask the other party's name so far, if His Excellency the Mage wants to reveal it, he will definitely bring it up.

The quarters of the soldiers arrived.

This is the part of the city tower, with the battlements on the top, and the places where the soldiers change their defenses and rest below. Color palpitations.As soon as he saw Thrander and the others, his expression was shocked.

Thrander knew why they were like this, so he nodded and walked past them directly.

Under the city tower, in the dark and damp ground, the soldiers built strong cells.It used to be a place where captives and criminals were held.

Thurander ignored the passing soldiers and walked towards the end of the underground passage.General Hodgson followed closely.

And Legston's brow has not been loosened since entering here.

Not only the fanatical gazes of those soldiers, but also the irritability and uneasiness that sensed the dark aura.

He didn't know what he was anxious about.

Obviously, before coming here, he had not faced darkness independently.

Karl protected Esso by his side, and the magic elements in his hands danced around Esso.Esso was very surprised, and kept reaching out to touch those magical elements.

"Does Master Mage have elves like this?" He whispered to Master Karl beside him.

Carl laughed and said, "Master Mage doesn't need these elves to make the darkness fade away."

Hearing this, Esso's brown eyes shone brightly under the green magic element, "Master Mage is really powerful!"

Karl wanted to praise his master, but suddenly thought of something, swallowed back the words he hadn't said, and explained the existence of magic elements to Esso.

In their whispered conversation, the dungeon arrived.

"What's that sound?" Esso said with a look of fear on his face.

Karl frowned, and didn't answer Esso's words immediately.He regretted bringing the child here.

Thrander glanced back at everyone following him, and finally paused slightly on Esso, "You guys wait here."

After he finished speaking, he walked in without giving anyone a chance to refute.Legston tried to follow, only to run into an invisible wall.

He patted the wall, "Master Your Excellency!"

Karl said angrily: "Please don't disturb Master Mage!"

Legston ignored him, and hammered the air twice more. Seeing that there was no response, he took two steps back and stared straight at the depths of the dungeon where there was no light, without blinking.

Thrander walked into the darkness.

He could hear screams, struggles, and roars that belonged to humans. They were poor soldiers who were possessed.They were bound in the depths of the dungeon, enduring the torments of darkness.

"Se..." Something murmured vaguely in the darkness.

Flame condensed in Thrander's eyes, and the small flame seemed to burn the thick darkness into shape, gradually outlining the shape of the monster.

"what do you want to say?"

"Ser..."

An indistinct voice lingered in his ears, Thrander slowly lowered his eyes, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth to utter a deep and mysterious incantation.

As Thrander's spell was completed, the surrounding darkness writhed and receded. They were like thick black ink, shrinking into the abyss on the ground little by little.

The soldiers gradually revealed themselves.

Then Thrander approached those soldiers, and the light element in his hands enveloped everyone like sunlight, healing their wounds and soothing their frightened souls.

All fell asleep in the warm light elements.

Thrander put his gaze on the wall behind the soldiers, remained silent for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand, erasing the invisible magic marks on the wall.

"Cesidil..." He sighed, turned and strode away.

All the enchanted soldiers got better, and General Hodgson was very happy.He took Thrander to rest in the luxurious bedroom in Inner Castle, and prepared a lot of food for them.

Thurland did not disappoint Legston. He ate some bread, fruit, and some vegetables, which finally made Legston feel relieved.

Then he said that he would go out to see Peake, who was guarding the carriage, and at the same time he had to freshen up.

Of course Thrander would not stop him.

On the other side, after Carl settled Esso, he came to Thrander's bedroom.

Your Excellency Fashen didn't even wait for the steward to open his mouth, and he put down the stones in his hand-the stones brought by Esso, "I know what you want to ask, Karl."

Carl saluted heartily, "My lord." He called out, not knowing what to say.

Thrander looked at him, his eyes became distant and he sighed, "Do you hate me? Karl."

"My lord!" Carl raised his head suddenly, with a look of disbelief.