Before he was crowned king II

Before full light, Parker left the college dormitory with his bags on his back.

The day before yesterday afternoon he had received a wrinkled letter saying that Mrs. Veitch was seriously ill, with an ugly rash covering not only her waist but her neck and head.

This woman has been tortured by the "rose belt from hell" for a whole year, and her spirit has completely collapsed. She went crazy and self-mutilated, saying that she didn't want to live anymore.

So the doctor hoped that he and Mr. Veitch would go back as soon as possible to see her one last time before she gave up her life.

"Girdle of roses from hell" can also be called the horrible herpes.It may not be as deadly as some other diseases, but it is definitely excruciating.

So after reading the letter, Parker was not at all surprised that the woman wanted to commit suicide.

Parker Veitch was born in a small village on the edge of the eastern territory of the Saint Via Empire.

He is the fourth child in the family. Because of financial difficulties, he was "abandoned" by his biological parents when he was five years old and given to the Vicky couple who wanted to adopt a boy.

The family environment in his childhood gave him a feeling of "abandoned". Parker often thought that for his incompetent self, this should be the most direct reason for his low self-esteem and withdrawn personality.

After a few steps out of the school gate, Parker saw a bearded man squatting on the street corner sniffing snuff. That was his adoptive father, Mr. Vicky.

"Why so slow!" An impatient look appeared on his man's face just after seeing him.

"The gate of the school doesn't open until seven o'clock." Parker explained in a low voice.

"Tsk, it's really a shit-like rule. Don't they even have to pee at a fixed time?"

"The academy is here to keep students safe."

"So what? Don't you know magic? I thought people who know magic don't need to pee!" The man shouted loudly, "Will you pee after entering this academy?"

Parker lowered his head, listening to the man's vulgar and embarrassing language, he could only pretend that he was deaf.

"I'm asking you something! Brat!" The man slapped Parker's head hard, "Do you want to pee!"

Parker's head was slapped for a while, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Yes... yes." In the face of violence, he could only blushed to answer the man's boring and vulgar questions.

"I just said, everyone has to pee." The man seemed satisfied with his submissive performance, and his tone was triumphant.

"In the past six months, I have earned a full ten silver coins and sold ten sets of armor. My reputation has already been established in the capital. Someone came to me with a hand in hand to customize the armor. The baron's groom gave me another I gave me cigarettes, but also gave me wine, and said that he only valued the armor I made, and would introduce me to his master in the future."

The man rolled up his sleeves and sniffed the cheapest tobacco, while showing off how popular the armor he made was in the capital.

Can you tell me about your armor if you get a compliment?The other party may just want to buy something at a cheaper price.

Besides, was the baron's groom some sort of great man?Parker was very disdainful in his heart.

His adoptive father was a self-righteous armor craftsman, and when he wanted to adopt a boy, he wanted to find someone to inherit this craft.

Hesitant Parker was born thin and short, so the man forced him to feed him food for several years like raising a pig.

It turned out that adopting Parker was a loss-making business. Even if he was full every meal, the ten-year-old Parker still couldn't even swing a hammer a few times.

Then, the man became completely angry.

Because the family had run out of money to buy another boy, and a child of Parker's age with no physical strength was worthless either.

So from that day on, Parker lost his value, and lived a life of being hungry and full, and being scolded and vented at any time.

"Did you do anything bad in the academy?" Maybe a self-talking bragging was no longer interesting, and the man started talking to him.

"No..." Parker replied with the disgust hidden in his heart.

"That's right, you don't have the guts to provoke others. You've been a weird freak since you were a child, barefoot and sloppy. I asked your friends, and they said that you are not only withdrawn, but also a crybaby."

"They're not my friends." Parker couldn't help retorting.

"Why aren't they your friends? Besides they are willing to talk to you and play with you, is there anyone else in the village willing to talk to you?" The man snorted.

say?Just kidding?

"..." Parker didn't know what to say.He just found it unbelievable that in the eyes of men all these years, those who had bullied him turned out to be "his friends".

The gate of the gray wall was slowly pulled up by heavy iron chains. Even though some soldiers shouted "Pay attention to order", those who wanted to leave the capital were still pushing forward one by one with all their strength.

There are three gates on the front of the gray wall, the largest passage in the middle is for the army, the one with the red carpet on the left is for noble vehicles, and the remaining one is for ordinary civilians like them to pass through.

"What a pain, there are so many people, it's all your fault for coming out so late!" The man cursed, "It will only slow you down!"

Let him yell, let him yell, Parker thought.He is different from a man.Wait another three years, when he graduates from the best magic academy, he will have the opportunity to sit in a high-profile carriage and leave through the leftmost passage with his head held high.

Yes, he can do magic, he has talents.

He is absolutely different from the cotton-filled mortals around him.

He believed that he would live the high life he dreamed of.

"I'm dying of thirst, hurry up and give me the water bag!" It took about half an hour for them to pass through the gate of the gray wall with difficulty from the crowd.

As soon as he came out, the man sat down on the gravel ground, ordering him to do this and that.

"It's as slow as a tortoise. What's the use? Even if a person like you goes to that college, he will probably be kicked out soon. Let alone friends, it's probably worse than being in the village. People hate you... ..."

"I have friends." Parker held his breath in his heart.

"Huh? How is it possible? Who wants to be friends with you?"

"He doesn't dislike me, we often meet." Parker clenched his hands slightly.

"Huh? Is your friend's brain broken? Or is he just as useless as you are..."

As if a fire had been lit in his chest, Parker stared with both eyes, ten fingers pinched tightly in his own flesh.

"Your friend's brain is broken, you are as useless as a freak..." I am as stupid and vulgar as a maggot on the ground, and dare to judge the value of his idol at will, I am really ignorant!

"What do you know?!" Parker growled tremblingly.

"What did you say?" The man seemed shocked by his reaction.

"What do you know? Do you know what is the conservation of magic elements? Do you know how many years the land under your butt has experienced?

You don't know, you only have the rawest, clumsiest powers and nothing in your head!

But knowing a baron's groom you can brag about all the way... you know?

Do I study and live with someone every day at that academy?Can you imagine?

Did I attend a viscount's banquet the night before yesterday, and did I see His Royal Highness the Prince of the Empire with my own eyes? !

can you understandMy grades this semester ranked third in the overall rankings. How many noble heirs have I won? Any one of them is ten thousand times more noble than the baron groom you mentioned! "Parker is like a ghost with a heart overflowing with poison.

"You don't know anything, because you can only piling, cutting, piercing, and armor grinding! You have no talent for magic.

Haven't even seen magic, your narrow vision is doomed not to compare with my broad prospects.We are different, but why do you look down on people who are better than me? "

This was the first time that Parker stared into his adoptive father's eyes. Because of the ignited anger, he overcame the shadow of his childhood, and got his wish to see the bewilderedness after prying the truth from the eyes of the other party.

He felt much more refreshed.

A wise man once said, "People will feel uneasy because of the unknown, and will also be afraid of knowing."

And the man's next reaction was even more ridiculous than Parker imagined.

"Have you met His Royal Highness the Prince? Is it really...?" He didn't hit him or curse him, the man just asked him with a dull expression.

"Yes. My friend even talked to him, they have a good relationship." Parker sneered.

"Your friend and the prince are friends, so you and the prince are also friends." The man opened his mouth wide, with an exaggerated expression, as if he was meeting him for the first time, "My son...you have such abilities?"

The title "son" made Parker stunned. This was the first time a man had verbally acknowledged his identity.

It's true that the rougher the person, the more realistic it is. In less than a minute, the man's attitude towards him changed visibly.

"You won't be fooling me, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Did you ask me?" Parker dared to choke, the man scratched his head and shut his mouth. ???

Suddenly there was a tooth-piercing loud noise around him, and Parker looked up in a daze. The sound sounded a bit like the cry of a bird, and it seemed to come from the air.

A puff of dark green smoke floated straight from behind the stone house, attracting the attention of the surrounding people.

"God of Light! Fire is flying in the sky!"

The earth-shaking roar sounded, not from one direction, but like beasts hiding all around at the same time!Countless fire balls are flying in the sky, those are countless ignited arrow feathers.

"It's an enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!" Someone shouted hoarsely, "The Asian orcs are coming!"

"The sub-orcs... are calling? How is it possible?" Parker pressed his scalp and murmured, "This is the capital city!"

And when he lowered his head and looked away, something splashed on his neck and face.

His adoptive father was still standing next to him with the idiot expression on his face, but his head was pierced like an oak plank with an arrow.

"Save...save...me..." The man stretched out his arms and fell to his knees with a plop.

Parker's mind went blank, the man didn't die immediately after being hit by the arrow, but was struggling trying to call him for help.

"What is this for..." Parker took a step back, and the overwhelming fear swallowed him up in an instant.

This is on the edge of the gray wall, near the city of St. Viadu. How could an arrow fly out and shoot people to death?

The high-temperature flames exploded, and the flames printed Parker's pale face. The crowd ran around like lost ants. Parker turned his head, and he found that the gray wall door that was originally open was slowly descending.

"Wait, wait, let me in! I'm a student of the Academy of Magic!" Parker looked in the direction he was coming and screamed in horror. The eyes are tightly closed.

They were abandoned.

"Initiate an attack! Kill the sub-orc rebels!" Someone issued a cold order on the extremely high gray wall.

While Parker cast earth magic to wrap himself, he ran desperately towards a nearby building that could be covered.There was fear in his eyes, and he realized that he was wrong.

He has magic and talent.

But he is no different from those fleeing people around him, and death will fall on his head at any time.