The First Law God Black History Handbook

Summer is approaching, and the air is filled with increasingly viscous dryness and heat.

Our little Duke Legston, with his little follower Pique, rode on the road to Serrento Castle.

"Little Duke, do you know what kind of person Fashen is?"

Legston was lying on his back on the horse's back, holding a half-withered red-tailed grass in his mouth, and replied casually, "I don't know."

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Pique was a little happy: "I heard that he is the most powerful magic god in the whole continent, and his magic can even surpass the almighty god."

"Oh." Legston responded perfunctorily.

Little Pique seemed not to have heard his little duke's perfunctory, and was still rambling on.

Legston looked away.

The name of the number one God of Magic, Thurland, is known to everyone in the Western Fantasy Land, from an 80-year-old man to a three-year-old child, but his reputation does not all come from his magical achievements.

Some people say that he is an ugly monster with eccentric temper, distorted personality, and murder at the slightest disagreement.

Some people also say that he is a noble and elegant noble magician who overwhelms the country and the city.

But the truth is, there is no conclusion.

His mysteries are as prestigious as his magical accomplishments.

Legston's father, Duke Nader, seemed to have some friendship with this Dharma god, so he ordered Legston to come to apprentice.

But Legston had never seen the God of Law since he could remember.

His only impression of this god of law is the few brief introductions in the Imperial Museum:

Born in Tianyuan Era 5299;

Participate in the second war of gods and demons, and create great and practical magic scrolls;

In 5354 of the Tianyuan Era, the war between gods and demons ended, and the god of law discovered the seventh magic element①, and became the first great magician who could control the seventh magic element;

In 5356 of the Tianyuan era, he was qualified to become a god;

The following year, he was willing to give up his godhood and stay on the mainland.

It is now the year 5618 of the Tianyuan Era, and this Dharma God is already 319 years old.Ryderston chewed dry grass, guessing how old and frail the other party must be, with gray hair and wrinkled face.

——As a fighter who specializes in fighting spirit, he is not interested in learning magic from a weak old mage.

Therefore, it is imperative to destroy this trip to apprentice.

As for how to destroy it... well, let him think about it again.

"Your Excellency, Little Duke! There is someone there!"

Little Pick suddenly made a sound and pointed to the dense forest beside the path.

Legston looked in the direction pointed by the other party——

It was a figure in a white robe, tall and slender, with blond hair, its back was facing them, and its face could not be seen.But the sense of familiarity immediately caught Legston's breath, causing his pupils to constrict.

Very familiar, seems to have seen it somewhere.

Where is it?

Legston straightened up from his horseback, frowning at the figure.

The man bent down slowly, and sprinkled some bright white powder on the black ground. His fingers were long and beautiful, and his nails were full with a hint of pink. People couldn't help but want to take a closer look. , and even a kiss.

This is a person who can fascinate people just by looking at his back.

It took Legston a long time to recover from the figure of the man's back, and for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen this figure before, and just wanted to step forward to see the true face of this beauty.

He straddled his long legs, dismounted swiftly and walked towards the man.

The nearby forest is dense and strong, with a heavy and simple atmosphere and vitality.

Its history is as old as this continent, and its vitality is legendary.

The moment Legston entered the forest, his vision flickered for a moment; by the time he got rid of this influence, the white figure had already walked towards the depths.

Ryderston followed quickly.

The two moved forward and one behind, getting farther and farther away from the edge of the forest.Little Pique's voice gradually became inaudible.

A tinge of anxiety arose in Legston's heart.

Suddenly, the white figure stopped slowly.The white mage boots turned around and disappeared after entering a thick tree.

Legston's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly realized that the other party was avoiding him, so he ran up immediately.

Behind the big tree are endless branches and vines, with thick fallen leaves, and shrubs and undergrowth everywhere.

Only that figure was missing.

"Young Saint Seiya."

Behind, the deep and cold voice was like a cold spring in winter, clear, cold, and piercing through the heart.

"Do you think this is a place for fighters? Or a playground for children?"

The words that seem to be accusing, actually have no questioning tone, but are just a deserted narrative.At the same time, there were cold leaves lying on Legston's neck.

The leaves look soft and green, but Legston has no doubts about its lethality.The person behind it is obviously a mage, and his strength is not low, he can kill a leaf instantly.

Because of the strong wind power wrapped in the leaves, even a fool who has no sense of magic elements can detect it.

"Your Mightiness……"

Legston's throat moved slightly, and after only two words, there was a tingling pain in his neck.

As a powerful saint fighter, he can of course block the damage from the opponent with grudge, or even grab the opponent in reverse, but he doesn't want to do that.

The person behind him approached him slightly at this time, and then a slender hand stretched out, over his shoulder, clamped the envelope with two fingers that was protruding from his arms, and slowly pulled it out.

There was the sound of the letter unfolding behind him, and after a while, the cold voice jumped out again.

"A boy from the Aruman family." The other party smiled lightly and joyfully.

The force of the wind around his neck dissipated suddenly, and the leaves fell on Legston's shoulders.Legston reached out to remove the leaves and turned to look at the person behind him.

Golden slightly curly shawl long hair, extremely fair skin, cold and clear green eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, not too sharp but beautiful chin...

At this moment, the world is far away, and it seems that only the person in front of him and the violent heartbeat resounding in the ears are left in the vast universe.

God of light!

Legston sighed unconsciously.

Is this a god that flew down from the sky?So handsome and charming, his soul sank in an instant!

As if feeling the shock and fluctuation in his heart, the face of the person in front of him gradually turned cold.

"You can go back."

The other party turned and left after speaking.

Legston let out an "oh" at first, and then suddenly realized what the other party said.

"Go back? Where are you going?" Legston caught up with the figure in front of him, trying to touch him, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

The other party stopped and turned to look at Legston.

"Not only do you have no talent for magic, but you are also reckless and rude." The other party narrated in a slow voice, his eyes were calm and silent, and a ray of sunlight behind him tried to cast on him through the dense branches and leaves, making this handsome mage look like a god bathed in light , Noble and profound to the extreme.

The young saint stared blankly at the mage in the golden light, his breathing involuntarily slowed down, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "I'm sorry, really, Your Excellency mage, I don't want to offend you at all, but I still can't help but want to ask, your name and address."

Legston was not only a warrior, a fighter, but also a nobleman.His etiquette was usually abandoned by him like a shoe, but after hearing the evaluation of the person who was moved just now...

He finally remembered the manners the Duchess had taught him.

——God of light, I hope he can restore his image.

The author has something to say: This chapter has been revised.

Note①:

In this article, six magic elements are set: wind, fire, water, earth, light, and darkness; Thurland discovered the seventh magic element—thunder.