In 1021, in the Gaia continent, somewhere in the Tanzan Empire.

Asas You, who was only ten years old, stood on the streets of Mele Town, lowered his head, looked at his feet with his eyes blankly, bit his lip, as if he was struggling with something, clenched his hands tightly, and finally slowly relaxed.

When Assas raised his head again, his eyes no longer had the helpless look he had before, only his innocent and pitiful appearance. What exactly made this ten-year-old child have such a big contrast? There is only one answer, that is life!

That's right, Assas is just a little beggar now. At the age of ten, he wandered to Melai Town, helpless and could only rely on the alms of others. Two years ago, a plague broke out in the small village where he lived, but he survived, so he lived a wandering life. Along the way, Assas had seen through a lot of human feelings, so he had the previous struggle.

Assas also has self-esteem, but when he is in self-esteem and survival, he has to choose to survive, so this is his previous struggle. Only by pretending to be like this will someone pity him and give him a few steamed buns, he can survive a day. He has not thought about self-reliance, but how can Assas, who is only ten years old, support himself?

Steal? Asas once thought about it, but he saw many beggars as big as him, who were caught and beaten to death after stealing things! Since then, he has stopped the idea of ​​stealing and pretended to be naive and pitiful, safer, at least not in danger of life. At most, he will be hungry for a day or two, and in the end he will not have to act because he is really hungry, and there will still be some food to give him.

"Huh?" A man in a black robe staggered past Asas, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Asas. Asas had noticed this man in black robe just now. Judging from his walking appearance, he should be an old man, and his clothes were actually a noble magician! Asas had never dared to look directly at the man in black robe just now because of his clothes.

"Honor... the noble demon... the magician... the master, good luck." Assas was indeed nervous, so he stuttered so much, but he still did not forget his purpose, that is, begging! The magician is very powerful, so it makes Assas nervous, but at the same time, the magician is also very generous. I remember that once, a magician gave Assas a gold coin, so that Assas didn't have to beg for half a year.

"Follow me... cough... cough..." The magician looked at Asas for three minutes and suddenly spoke, scaring Asas. From the accent of the magician, Asas knew that he had guessed correctly. This magician was really an old man, but...

"Follow...yes!" Asas said stutteringly, but before he could finish asking, the old magician had turned around. Asas immediately responded loudly, and then followed the magician. Whether he wanted to or not, he could not disobey the old magician, because the magician was very powerful. Asas had been outside for two years, and he still knew this common sense.

"I heard that many magicians are nobles, and many nobles have many hobbies. Among them, there are people who have children in captivity. Should it be..." Assas followed the old wizard, but his thoughts did not follow the old wizard. As he thought about it, he felt goose bumps all over his body, and immediately shook his head to prevent himself from thinking so much.

"Cough... Cough..." Asass had just stopped thinking, and the old mage walking in front suddenly coughed violently. Asass walked up very sensible, supported the old mage, and then patted the old mage's back with his other hand to make him feel at ease. Because of the old mage's cough, his hood also slid down, allowing Asass to see the old mage clearly.

There were not a few hairs left, but they were still silver-white, with a white complexion, and they didn't look healthy at all. Not only that, when the eagle-mouthed nose hooked up, it looked a little groggy, especially with the eyes, which seemed to be a bounced, and Assas quickly lowered his head and did not dare to continue observing.

Under the guidance of the old mage, Asas helped the old mage to an inn. When he saw the old mage's clothes, the inn shopkeeper came out to greet him directly. Then he didn't need to register anyway, and directly led Asas and the old mage to his residence, and then asked someone to send good wine and food.

"Boss, they haven't paid the money yet." The waiter reminded himself cleverly.

"Bang! I'll give you a head, have you seen clearly? The mage's clothing is the mage's clothing, not the magic apprentice's clothing. Besides, even the magic apprentice's clothing, I have to serve you like this!" After hearing the waiter's words, the shopkeeper knocked over and reminded him.

"Why?" The waiter probably was knocked unconscious by the shopkeeper, and he even asked such a stupid question.

"What is the identity of a magician? He is very noble. Being able to serve them is our blessing!" The shopkeeper said, and finally shouted loudly, then looked at the room where Assas and the others had just lived. It turned out to be for the old wizard. There is only one magician Suha in Meilai Town, and then there are one hundred of his disciples. His 100 disciples are all at the magic apprentice level.

The shopkeeper rarely sees a magician other than Suha, so why wouldn't he please? This magician is divided into magic apprentices, magicians, magicians, magicians, and magic gods. Each stage is divided into nine levels. Even a first-level magic apprentice is much better than an ordinary person, so as an ordinary person's shopkeeper, of course, he would please the old mage.

Assas heard the shopkeeper's roar, he knew the other party's plan and curled his lips slightly to express his disdain. Of course, he knew the tricks of this. After all, two years of wandering are not in vain.

"Haha, do you want to stay in a free inn every day? Do you want to eat enough every day?" The old mage obviously noticed Asass' disdain, and did not point it out. Instead, he asked Asass some inexplicable questions.

"Of course! Of course!" Asas hesitated for a while, then continued to pretend to be naive and nodded in agreement, his eyes full of yearning, half of which were acting, and half of which were naturally true. But Asass didn't know when his wandering ended, and he hadn't yet thought of the old mage.

"Okay, then come here and stretch out your hand!" The old mage's expression changed, becoming extremely serious, and then ordered Atass. Asass subconsciously hid his hand, but when he thought of the magician's magical power, he could only move small steps towards the dining table. The closer he got to the dining table, the more fragrant the dishes on it was, and Assas approached faster. If he hadn't been afraid of the old mage, he would have grabbed the dining table with both hands.

"Well, um..." The old mage first explored Asas's pulse, then touched Asas's lower abdomen, and finally played with Asas' head a little bit, making Asas's fear that the other party would accidentally pick his little head off. But when he heard the old mage's tone, he seemed very satisfied. Satisfied? Asas was shocked again. Could it be that he was still young and tender? The old mage wanted to eat himself? Asas was thinking far away again!

"Do you want to learn magic from me?" After the old mage checked Asas's body, he suddenly said something that made Asas's "no urge to urinate". Asas was shocked for three and a half minutes. Finally, he forgot that he could speak, so he could only express it in body language. He kept clicking his head, and the meaning was very obvious - he couldn't find it.

"Okay, eat first... cough... cough!" The old mage's tone eased a lot. Because Asass finally could eat, Asass was in a particularly good mood. He also felt much more kind when he heard the old mage's words. Asass hadn't eaten such a sumptuous meal for many years, and he had eaten all the leftovers and cold sauces. He had long forgotten the magician's strength and tasted it selflessly.

When Assas was destroying the food on the table, the old mage also looked at Assas, looking at Assas, as if looking at treasures. What kind of things does Assas have on him make him look so? In the end, the old mage became more and more excited, and suddenly coughed violently again, and finally burst out a mouthful of blood!

"Demon...Magic Master...What's wrong with you?" Atass remembered at this time that there was a powerful magician beside him, and he said nervously with a chicken leg in his mouth, thinking to himself: Could it be that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was squirting blood, right? Asass thought beautifully.

"Cough... it's okay, help me to the bed." The old mage's chest was very ups and downs. Finally, he held his breath and said something casually, and then started coughing again. It seemed that he was very sick (injured). Asas hurriedly helped the old mage onto the bed. Because he was lying down, the old mage became much more agitated.

"Don't worry about me, I'll just rest for one night. I'll teach you magic tomorrow. Well, let's do it now!" Sure enough, the old mage who was lying down was speaking intermittently, but he was very tired. After saying these words, he fell asleep directly. If it weren't for the old mage's snoring, Assas wouldn't have dared to get up casually.

Asass knew that the old mage had fallen asleep, so he felt relieved. The old mage agreed to teach him magic. He couldn't die so early. He had to wait until he finished teaching him before he died! Bah, Asass thought of this and immediately spat. Obviously, he thought it was a bit bad for cursing the old mage, after all, the old mage was good to him.

When he came to the dining table again, Asas's eating speed slowed down a lot because the old mage was sleeping. If he still ate like before, it might wake up the old mage. If the old mage didn't teach him magic, he would be miserable. Magic, now is his hope, hope to get out of the current begging dilemma!
Chapter completed!