Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Work at sunrise, return at sunset.

Adal's life has been like this for the past twenty-seven summers. He followed his father's teachings and never stepped out of the village.

When the monks came, he didn't talk to them. When the vastaya came, he closed the doors and windows. Not talking to outsiders was one of his father's secrets to surviving into his seventies.

At the moment of his death, he held his son, Adal's head, and whispered in a hoarse voice in his ear: "Live, Adal, no matter what, live like me."

Although he wondered why his father was so obsessed with letting his son replicate his past life. But Adal was a very filial child, and his morality made the elders in the village complain while praising him: "How could that old man say such nonsense to his son? How old is Adal, he is even on the Spirit Blossom Festival. I don’t go out when I’m not! Every day besides farming, I’m fetching water!”

His tradition of not talking to outsiders is broken today.

At noon today, he was working in the fields. Adal looked at his very good looking wheat and couldn't help but smile. His smile is pure and the harvest is coming soon, he thought.

At this moment, a man's voice came from his left: "Excuse me, I want to ask, how is Presidian going?"

His voice sounded nice, but Adal didn't like men or talking to outsiders. He turned his head oddly, trying to make it clear to the man that he was not going to talk to anyone outside the village.

His neighbor, an honest man stood on the ridge and shouted at the man who was talking: "Sir! Don't bother! I hope you forgive our Adal, he won't talk to anyone outside the village. This is all It's because of his father's words, don't blame him!"

He walked through the fields, only to pat him on the shoulder when Adal was next to him. Adal returned a thankful look, and he was actually very guilty in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell the man Presidian how to get there, every Ionian knew how to get there, but he couldn't talk to anyone outside the village.

"Hello, sir, where are you from?"

"a place far away."

"Really? You look really handsome, let me give you a piece of advice, don't blame me for being too talkative. There's been a rumor recently that a vastaya would hunt down the souls of handsome men on this road. When you were rescued from the woods, you were lost, you better pay attention."

"Really? I see, thanks for the reminder."

"Haha, a trivial matter.

Presidian...I think, you get out of our village, um...going west, past a mountain range, and you'll get to Presidian. Remember to take the main road, sir, there will be signs on the side of the road. As long as you follow the road, that's right! "

Adal heard the man chuckle: "Okay, thank you, as a thank you..."

Then came the surprised and joyful voice of his neighbor: "God! What have you done? How...my waist doesn't hurt at all?"

Adal couldn't help turning his head, he saw a handsome man in black robe, his neighbor was standing beside him, looking very happy.

"Just take it as a thank you gift for asking the way. I wish you all the best." The man smiled politely and left from the ridge.

His neighbor stood there watching the man go away, noticing the look in Adal's eyes, and he grinned: "Ivern's beard! That gentleman just made my back pain free! He must be a monk Let's go!"

Adal asked, "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Really!" The neighbor nodded again and again.

This little episode did not disturb their farming rhythm very much. The crops needed to be taken care of all the time, and they had to live, so they soon returned to the fields to continue working. It's just that this time, only Adal is alone. His neighbor went home early and told his wife that he had recovered and that he could consider having a child.

However, this time, Adal seemed a little uneasy.

He kept thinking about that man, are the people outside so friendly? He didn't know, but for the first time he had a little yearning for the outside world. But soon, his father's voice sounded in his heart again: "Adal, you want to live, no matter what, live like me."

He bowed his head and continued to work until a flash of lightning flashed across his mind—the neighbor got it wrong! Two days ago, he heard the mother-in-law in the village talking about the vastaya when they were drinking tea, and she had wandered around the village!

How to do? I have to tell him! But I can't speak to people outside the village...

Adar was sweating anxiously. He didn't want that gentleman to lose his life because of his own fault - at least half his life, he was lost, and the vastaya would definitely not do anything good. But he didn't want to go against his father's instructions, he straightened up, looked at the sun in the sky, and didn't move for a long time.

After a while, he ran out of the field.

"You... have you seen a strange man? He is handsome in a black robe!" He ran around the village, asking this sentence over and over again, because he kept running, and his lungs felt a burning pain. . He was out of breath, but he still insisted on running with gritted teeth. At this moment, the kindness in his character overwhelmed his father's instructions.

I can't let him become a fool just because of me! Not even at my father's orders!

Just when he was extremely anxious, and even started to feel annoyed that he didn't make a decision sooner, the man he thought he had left early came over from behind him and patted him on the shoulder: "I heard that you are looking for me, young man. ,Is there a problem?"

Adal turned immediately, and he stammered and danced, "Sir! Sir! I must tell you, that, that vastaya..."

The man comforted him gently: "Don't worry, don't worry, what's your name?"

"Adal, sir. You must listen to me, that vastaya has wandered near our village! You must be careful!" He finally said what he wanted to say, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The man smiled.

"Thank you for your information, Adal. Although I don't think she can threaten me... But good intentions must be rewarded." He patted Adal on the shoulder again and left, he walked very far Quickly, he left the village in the blink of an eye.

Adal stood there, it was hard to say what his mood was, the guilt of disobeying his father's orders was entangled with the joy of helping others, and he didn't really care about anything in return. But soon, he didn't care about that anymore.

The reason is simple, he fell.

Above his forehead, a diamond-shaped blue emblem was gleaming, then disappeared as people gathered around and looked at him worriedly.