before he was crowned king

"Heh, magician, it's your turn to perform now." Looking at the scene in front of her, Herrell hugged the sweet pancake in her arms, and squinted on the bed to gloat.

"Sorry Momo, can you wait for me for a while? Wait until I finish what I'm doing." Sean said.

"Okay, okay, I'm not in a hurry." The young man waved his hands quickly, looked around, sat quietly on the thatched pile, and waited patiently.

"It's useless to procrastinate, children have the most energy!" Herrell said maliciously, "You'd better tell the truth, but this brat will definitely cry from your anger, haha."

Since the two entered into a contract, Herrell's demonic character has become more and more obvious.Sean understood the current situation. When he was drawing the map, he could clearly feel the fiery gaze behind him.

If he couldn't use his magic in front of the young man, it might be quite lively tonight.

After finishing the last stroke, Sean rolled up the drawing and put it away.

Hearing the movement, the young man who had been sitting for a long time stood up all of a sudden. Although he didn't speak, the look on his face was full of anticipation.

"I kept you waiting, Mo Mo." Sean looked a little apologetic, "Can you wait for me a little longer? My hands are stained with ink and need to be cleaned."

"Okay." The boy rubbed his hands, he didn't care about waiting for a while, "I'm finally going to see magic."

Now his heart was overflowing with excitement.

Sean hasn't been out for a long time, his hands are stained with water, it really looks like he just washed his hands.

Seeing the young man's unhurried appearance, Herrell couldn't help becoming a little interested. He also wanted to see what this human being was going to do next.

Sean sat back at the table, raised his right hand, and chanted magic spells clearly.

"[Low-level fireball technique]? It looks decent." The black cat shook its tail and said leisurely, "It's a pity that there is no elemental fluctuation, how could it be successful—"

The whole room was suddenly dark.

The single candle on the table was somehow extinguished.

The young man froze for a moment, he was at a loss when suddenly a light shone in front of him.

"Oh my god! It's magic!" the boy shouted in surprise.

I saw a bunch of bright little flames jumping in Sean's hands, and the warm flames sprinkled on that handsome and elegant face.

"It's really amazing." The boy was about to lean over to take a closer look, when the flame went out in the blink of an eye.

Then the dim candlelight lit up again.

"Please, can you do it again." The boy ran to Sean and begged, "I still want to see it."

"No, Mo Mo." Sean looked gentle, and he patted the young man's shoulder, "Magic is a very dangerous force, and magicians are not allowed to use magic outside without permission. Make an exception."

"Okay, I see." Mo Mo was a little frustrated, but he still understood what Sean meant, and nodded obediently.

"Momo? Where did you go if you didn't sleep?" Resana's voice came from outside the door.

"Did you sneak here?" Sean smiled.

"Resana always treats me like a child, always forcing me to go to bed early." Mo Mo pouted, a little reluctantly, "I'm not sleepy at all."

Unexpectedly, the boy couldn't help but yawned before he finished speaking.

"Go to bed."

"Then I'll go back first. Brother, can I still come to you tomorrow?" the boy asked cautiously.

Hearing the name "brother", Sean was slightly taken aback, but he soon came back to his senses.

"of course can."

"Brother, good night." After finishing speaking, the boy smiled happily and waved to Sean.

The simple wooden door was closed, and Sean returned to his previous look. After tidying up briefly, he lay down on the dry thatch pile.

"What's the matter with that fire?" Heller asked, and he still can't figure out how Sean did it.

"It's just a trick. I put a little pitcher on the torch outside."

"What it is?"

"Wrapped in turpentine oil, the torch will not be easily extinguished in rainy days."

"Even so, your hands can't stand the heat of the flames." Heller argued.

"I dipped my hands in water in advance, and the flame was not as hot as I imagined for a short time." Sean explained.

"Where did you know these weird things?" Herrell frowned.

Sean was silent for a moment.

"I used to go to the library alone, so I read a lot of books."

"Your hobbies are really lonely." The black cat turned over and continued to wag its tail.

"Actually, it's not a hobby, but I just think it's more meaningful than doing other things." Sean paused, then suddenly changed the subject, "You haven't told me about the God of Light yet?"

"There's nothing to say. A hypocritical, conceited and narrow-minded old thing." Herrell's tone was very unpleasant.

"What you said is too subjective." Sean said lightly.

"Then what do you want to know?" Herrell was a little impatient.

Sean sat up and looked into those rosy eyes, "I want to know if God really dies? This is the prerequisite for the goal to be established."

Helaier's eyes shifted, and he moved his hands slowly, "I haven't witnessed the fall of a god, but I believe that nothing in this world is eternal, and God is no exception."

"Really?" Sean lay down again, "I also agree with your point of view. I have several general thoughts on this matter."

"You've already come up with a plan?" Herrell was very surprised.

"If you want to defeat your opponent, all you have to do is strengthen yourself or weaken the opponent."

Hearer sneered, "This is nothing big, don't forget, you are a human being who doesn't even know magic, even the strongest magister in your world is worthless in front of the gods." I mentioned it."

"I know." Sean said, "If you become a god, the number of cards on both sides will be the same."

"What are you talking about?" Herrell even thought he had misheard, "Becoming a god?"

"If you can gather all the god bones, god core and faith you mentioned, you can theoretically become a god." After speaking, Sean paused, "I'm not implying that you taught me the god core I mean, I'm just discussing a possibility."

Heller, who turned into a cat, couldn't show his expression, but he was very clear about his shocked heart at the moment.

He'd never met anyone like Sean.

In the eyes of this person, the gods seem to be just an ordinary promotion achievement.

Helaier knew that there were many people who lacked faith in the world, and that was because they did not know the existence of God.

And knowing the existence of gods but still not having the slightest sense of awe——

How arrogant is the human nature he discovered.

However, perhaps only such a person can do it.

"My god core has been dug out." Helaier said, "As I said, I am no longer a god."

"Sorry." Sean lowered his eyes slightly.

That night, the two fell into a cold silence.

In the days that followed, Sean gave the map to Old Jim for sale, and Old Jim would send over the money he earned every week.On weekdays, Lixien would find some easy chores in the town, and sometimes he would help Old Love polish the long sword in the forging room.And Momo has become a little tail, whenever she has time, she will follow Sean around.

Such a peaceful and ordinary life made Sean feel the long-lost relaxation.

But he knew he didn't belong here.

"Sean, old Jim is here for you." Renasa shouted outside.

Sean left the whetstone and put the shiny sword in his hand on the table.

Old Love was knocking on the iron, and Sean knew that it was not easy to disturb him at this time, so he left the forge by himself.

"This is the money for these five days, a total of forty pieces." Seeing Sean approaching, old Jim took out a small cloth bag from his arms.

"Thank you." Sean accepted the cloth bag.

"Don't you order?" said old Jim, frowning.

"I'm not used to counting money." The corner of Sean's mouth hooked slightly.

"Heh, this is a stink problem only for nobles, and it doesn't apply to ordinary people."

"It's okay, I believe you." Sean asked, "How about that?"

"I'll be out with my old friend's caravan in two days," said old Jim.

"Are you heading south?"

"Of course, the capital is in the south, and good things are all around the edge of the capital. Do you really want to follow?"

"Yeah." Sean nodded.

"Okay, I'll let them arrange horses for you. Pack it up, don't bring too many things, and we will meet in two days."

"Okay, thank you." After sending old Jim away, Sean returned to the forge, only to find that Old Love was standing in front of the sword-forging furnace without saying a word.

Old Love took a sip of ice ale and suddenly said, "Are you ready to go?"

Sean was slightly taken aback, "Yes, in two days."

"Are you not coming back?"

"Maybe a long time," Sheen said, "or maybe not."

"It seems that you are going to do something very dangerous! Say goodbye to those two children, they like you very much."

"I will." Sean lowered his head, "I am very grateful for your shelter during this time."

"You don't need to say these things. You are not eating and drinking here for free, so you don't need to feel that you owe anything. Do you have anything else to ask?"

"I want to ask about Mo Mo? Because I may go to the capital."

"You don't have to worry about this matter. Momo was entrusted to me by his father. If he has the ability, his father will come back to him." Old Love seemed a little drunk, and hiccupped, "You Going to the capital? It's not a good place where gold is everywhere, and you will die if you are not careful."

"I know."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Yes."

"Go and clean up, and may the God of Light bless you." Old Love waved his hand, carrying a pitcher, and left on the creaking stairs.

The author has something to say: provoke, dangerous action, don't imitate.

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感谢在2020-04-0120:16:36~2020-04-0220:56:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: don't delay me to see one beauty;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Physical Cat and Kyushu; 5 bottles of Mingyue; 2 bottles of Yanji;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!