I'm not a magician

In the beginning, no one cared about that ray of golden light, it flickered there sparsely and usually, like a little spark, burning in the most inconspicuous corner.

Gradually, the light became more and more dazzling, and many people were chasing the light, cast their ignorant eyes on it, and their hearts were still full of puzzlement and curiosity.

Finally, the light shines on the side of the arena, like the most beautiful dawn after the ice and snow melt, slowly rising from the ground, bringing light and hope to the boundless dark night.

Bud, who was staring at Ji Chi's movements, had already shed two lines of tears at some point. He didn't realize it, but opened his eyes even more. In the soft golden light, he witnessed the birth of a miracle: "Legend... this is the legend ..."

Linton also froze in place. His mind was blank at first, and then he recalled the scene when he just came to the royal city inappropriately:

At that time, with excitement and sighs, he contacted a friend who was only once but engraved in his heart. He looked into his friend's dark eyes with a smile, put down the plain package and gave Ji Chi a big hug, and said firmly: "Don't lose heart, I will help you this year, and next year you will definitely pass the test of the Equipment Academy and become an excellent equipment engineer!"

At that time, Ji Chi took a step back, looked at him strangely, and then casually pinned a badge of the Equipment Academy on his chest, with a deep smile in his eyes: "I have already received the admission notice."

"It's just going straight to the second grade."

"If you want something, you can come to the Magic Academy to find me."

"I'm mainly going to continue with my second year of magic."

Linton: "..."

In the short ten years that Linton has experienced, he was tortured by money until his head was broken. However, it seems that the gods have given him compensation. His talent has been smooth and smooth, and he has not encountered any ups and downs. That is the only thing he is worth showing off. .

But today, this self-satisfaction petrified in the golden light. Linton calmed down and let go. Master Nat's arrogance and sharpness were completely restrained. relation.

Linton Foo, but the audience exploded!

"What is that! Is it the color of the Bright Magic Crystal?"

"No, absolutely not, I didn't feel the breath of magic..."

"You should feel it again! It's not magic, is it possible or...impossible! How can a boy with no hair grow out of the legendary equipment, he must have tampered with it!"

William couldn't believe it at the moment, he stared blankly at the light, smiled with difficulty, and asked the dwarf beside him: "Master Hess, can you see what material it is, it's really dazzling... ..."

Hess glanced at him, and lightly broke the fact that he had lied to himself: "It's not a material, it's a legendary quality device."

William's face contorted for a moment, and gradually became ferocious. He exuded a violent aura, and circled around like a trapped animal: "Impossible...impossible impossible..."

He lost his mind, and his appearance of elegance and humility was torn away, revealing his violent and selfish nature.

William's eyes were bloodshot, and he bent down suddenly, clutching the front of Hess's chest with both hands, lifted the calm dwarf, and asked him through gritted teeth: "Isn't he a magician! How can he make a legendary device!"

A icy golden color flashed in the depths of Hess' pupils, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said softly, "How is it impossible? This is the way the world is, sometimes you can't compare to some people no matter what you do. Not reconciled, your conspiracy is a joke in their eyes. Because they are much stronger than you here."

Hess pointed to the position of the heart, then gently raised his hand, and opened William's shackles without any effort, fell to the ground and looked in Ji Chi's direction, sighing: "The work is like a soul... so beautiful, he The color of the soul."

Ji Chi didn't seem to be aware of the turmoil of the outside world. He concentrated on the movements of his hands, immersed in a mysterious realm. His carving knife started to carve from the limbs of the suit, and the smooth and complicated magic lines came from between his fingers. It flowed out and spread to the core part of the chest of the suit.

"Boom, boom, boom—" Ji Chi's fingers came around the core, and he seemed to be aware of a little heartbeat, and the suit seemed to come alive, waiting for him to inject his soul.

It was the first time that Ji Chi felt the power of [creation] Godhead so clearly—as long as he outlines a little bit of light gold in the Godhead into the core, a brand new soul will be reborn here.

The pale golden light in Ji Chi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he saw that his golden brushstrokes were about to hit the core.

"Dang, clang, clang!" The rapid sound of the bell brought back his reason, and Ji Chi's eyes instantly retreated to jet black. He stopped the tip of the knife and let the ray of light dissipate in his hand.

The arena was silent, no one paid attention to the purple or blue lights of the other equipment, all eyes were focused on the golden light.Even if they don't want to admit it anymore, even if they have never seen it before, at that moment they all came up with a thought—ah, that should be [Legend].

The suit shrouded in golden light is no longer pure silver, it has a liquid metal surface as smooth as satin, intertwined with golden lines, like a mysterious totem, luxurious and full of power.

The azure magic crystal in the center of the chest, reflected by the rays of light, reveals a bright red blood color, like a real heart, beating in flickering.

Ji Chi took two steps back to look at it, and suddenly felt that the front and back of this suit looked familiar, and then remembered its purpose...

Ji Chi squeezed his chin, and suddenly asked, "Do you believe in light?"

Bud: "?"

Ji Chi: "How about shouting Tiga when you put it on?"

Linton: "??"

Ji Chi: "Forget it, it's too embarrassing. Although this body is still in the second stage of middle school, but the mind is already old..."

Chloe: "??? Chloe doesn't understand what you're talking about."

Ji Chi had a conditioned reflex when he heard the familiar words, and immediately became serious: "I mean, what if its name is [Light]?"

No one refuted him, because it was really like a ray of domineering and warm light, illuminating the future of too many people living in the mud.

After today, the entire continent will know that a commoner boy has refined a pair of equipment that can be used by commoners, slaves and the incapable. It not only brings them physical strength, but also gives birth to a belief in the bottom of their hearts— —

They are all souls living under oppression, so why can't I shine?

First, a civilian boy who spent all his savings to buy an admission letter cheered, and the clear boyish voice sounded from an inconspicuous corner: "It's great! It's a legend! It's a legendary weapon that everyone can use !"

Then, the cheers became louder and louder, like a tidal wave, it was another kind of voice, surrounding the corners of the arena, usually ignored by the high-ranking people, and now people realized that they were not weak, Their numbers and tenacity are enough to break through all obstacles—

All it takes is a ray of light.

On the judges' platform, the duke's expression was very ugly. He exchanged a few words with the king above him, his brows were tightly frowned, and he couldn't relax.

The Marquise next to her also had gloomy eyebrows and eyes. She changed into a dark long dress today, and the black feathers around the neckline showed her teeth and claws, making her look extremely sharp and ferocious. He whispered: "There is another way."

"Before the news spreads, seal the arena and kill the civilians..." The Marquise tapped the table with her black-gloved fingertips, "Anyway, they are not important people, and they won't make waves if they die. .”

The cruelty in her tone made the Duke couldn't help but look at her twice.

The approach proposed by the Marquis is very stupid, but for the long-term interests in the future, they may need to bear the criticism for a period of time.

The Duke whispered a few words to the king. The king was silent for a long time, closed his eyes and nodded: "I will explain to the monarchs of other countries later."

"Let the royal magician seal the whole place."

As soon as the words fell, a bright light suddenly burst out from the stands of the arena. Under the infusion of magic power, the layers of complicated magic patterns formed a huge magic circle and surrounded the entire arena.

The king frowned tightly, and a look of defense flashed in his eyes. He had just issued an order, and even a great magister could not arrange such a large magic circle in an instant.

The royal knights guarding the king keenly sensed that something was wrong, and quickly surrounded the king's second prince and princess, drew their sharp swords outwards, and searched for all evildoers.

There was a commotion in the arena. Many people realized that something was wrong and ran towards the exit, but they slammed into the invisible magic wall. It was only a few steps away from the outside world, but it was difficult to reach.

Brandon's current position is around some nobles. Under such panic, although those nobles are also disturbed, they still maintain a decent appearance.

They called guards who knew magic and swordsmanship, and they attacked the magic circle on the ground together. For a while, the flames of the long sword across the ground and the spreading magic filled the entire space.

The old butler frowned and threw out the iron spike in his sleeve, covering it with a layer of radiant sword energy, and stood in front of the young master to protect him.

The stands were in a mess like a pot of porridge boiling, and the contestants in the arena stood there in a daze, neither advancing nor retreating, not knowing what to do next.

William was also a little scared. He looked up at the judging platform closest to him, and felt that it was safer there, so he was about to call for someone to take him up.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed beside him, and the trial frame on the second workbench floated up, flickering maliciously.

William frowned, thinking that the equipment was out of control, and was about to remind them loudly, but found that there were some shallow grooves on the silver torture rack at this time, which should have been carved in the two hours just now.

He habitually wanted to observe what kind of enchantment it was, but he quickly realized that it was just some meaningless lines. If you look at it together, it looks like a blooming... gladiolus.