Start with Island Lord

The dark poisonous fog forest.

‘Hu~~Hu~~~Hu~~~’

The young boy Oriande hid in a hidden corner, panting heavily, but his eyes looked around, always observing the surrounding environment.

Cracks and holes in collapsed buildings, dense bushes and vines, crowns of big trees, etc., any corners that can be hidden, he tried his best to check to avoid being attacked by hidden monsters.

As an elite member of the Eye of Dawn Mage Association, he knew the dangers of the poisonous fog forest very well.

But it was precisely because of the danger that he came in.

Because behind him, there are more dangerous monsters than the monsters in the poisonous fog forest.

While running cautiously, Oriande couldn't help but emerge one scene after another in his mind.

When he was six years old, his father sold him to the Eye of Dawn Mage Association for 5 gold klins.

Under the setting sun, he was held by the hand of a strange mage, and kept looking back at the dilapidated home behind him.

At the door of his home, stood a woman in ragged clothes, pale face, and skeleton-like figure.

That was his mother who was seriously ill and dying.

His mother kept waving at him, tears in her deep eyes.

A month later, he sat in a flying hovercraft and was transported to a very glamorous but unknown hidden valley with hundreds of his peers.

In the next six years, he received strict and almost cruel learning and training, and gradually gained incredible magic power.

The training time was very difficult, but there was also unforgettable warmth.

"Brother Oriande, you are really amazing. You can learn magic as soon as you learn it. Unlike me, I can't learn it well no matter what."

A sweet and tender voice echoed in his ears. It was a companion who studied magic together since childhood.

'Wow wow wow ~'

The unusual movement interrupted Oriande's thoughts.

He immediately tightened his body and held his breath.

After a while, a group of gray-skinned ghosts appeared in front of him. They were not very scary, but there were many of them.

Crouching in place without moving.

The cloak he carried immediately took effect, completely blending him with the surrounding environment.

At this time, he should not have been distracted, but his mind stubbornly emerged a little girl with flax hair, some freckles on her nose, and a pair of ice-green eyes.

‘Illya! ’

Oriande felt an unbearable stinging pain in his heart, but more and more conversations emerged.

‘Brother, you are so good to me. ’

‘Brother, you protected me again, thank you. ’

‘Brother, you are so strong, I really want to stay like this forever. ’

The scenes of the past flashed in the boy's mind, making the pain in his heart more and more intense.

It was like someone was piercing his heart with a sword, causing him to feel a kind of pain that was almost suffocating.

The gray-skinned imp finally passed, and Oriande gritted his teeth and shook his head hard, as if to completely erase the memory in his mind.

He stood up again and continued to move forward.

He hadn't run far enough, and the anti-tracking spell told him that the hounds of the Eye of Dawn were still hanging closely behind him.

If he wanted to survive, he couldn't stop for a moment.

He took a deep breath and ran in the dangerous forest again.

But soon, the painful memory hit his heart again unexpectedly.

"Brother Oriande, the Mage Association raised us and taught us knowledge. Not only did you not have any gratitude towards the Mage Association, you even wanted to overthrow the Mage Association."

"This is a shameful betrayal!"

"Illya!"

Oriande clenched his fists, and a face with a hint of irony flashed through his mind.

Obviously, they were the same person, so cute when they were young, so gentle when they were intimate, and they kept saying the sweetest words in the world.

But in the blink of an eye, she turned around and threw herself into the arms of the high-level Mage Association, and stabbed him with the most deadly sword.

"Brother Oriande, you are indeed very talented, but you have taken the wrong path."

"In the face of the powerful power of the Mage Association, your little talent is like a small candlelight under the sun, which is completely meaningless."

"I call you brother for the last time, and I want to tell you that you are dead, hahaha~~"

The proud and almost crazy laughter still echoes in Oriande's mind even though more than half a month has passed.

In the past half month, he has been recalling his past with Irina over and over again, and gradually understood a fact.

"Irina has never changed. She used to flatter me and please me just because I was the strongest among my peers and could protect her."

"Now she has decisively betrayed me and turned to the arms of Master Saseris just because I would bring disaster to her, while Master Saseris could bring her a decent and comfortable life."

"She is a ruthless, indifferent, mercenary and vulgar woman. In her eyes, justice and ideals are worthless."

"I actually fell in love with such a woman, and was deceived by such a cold-blooded person. I am so stupid!"

Oliande raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

His cheeks were burning, but his heart felt much better, and his mind became more determined.

"As long as I live, the evil Eye of Dawn will be my eternal enemy."

"I will definitely try every possible way to turn all those evil wizards into ashes!"

"This is not only for me, but also for the innocent people living on this land!"

Just as the thought fell, there was a "rustling" sound, and several black spikes suddenly shot out from the bushes next to him.

‘Puff puff puff~~’

The spikes made ripples on the hood worn by Olliand, which were like water waves. The huge impact of the spell also knocked Olliand to the ground.

But he was not injured.

After rolling on the ground a few times, he stood up instantly and pointed at the bush, shooting out a dark green fire.

‘Hu~~~Zi~~~’

Amidst the piercing strange screams, the bush was instantly reduced to ashes by the magic.

But Oleander didn't feel proud at all. As soon as he stood up, circles of light appeared on his body, and then ran at full speed into the depths of the forest.

Compared with the monsters in the Poison Mist Forest, he was more afraid of the fellow mages who were chasing him behind him.

And he clearly felt that the action just now had alarmed them, and they were speeding up to catch up.

He started running as fast as he could.

He didn't know if he could escape, but it was the only thing he could do at the moment.

He hoped that the opponent would be surrounded by monsters, or that he would be injured or even die if he made a mistake in casting the spell.

In short, I hope that fate will favor him and help him get out of this almost desperate situation.

But fate didn't seem to favor him.

He provoked the monster first, a terrifying thousand-eyed petrified monster.

‘Chi chi chi~~’

White rays of light shot out from the opponent's countless gray eyes.

Although he tried his best to dodge, he was still hit by two rays of light.

The first ray of light penetrated his magic defense, and the second ray of light pierced his arm.

He suddenly felt a strong numbness on his arm, which was the effect of the petrification ray. If he didn't do something, his whole body would be petrified.

Olliand immediately pulled out the dagger he carried with him, gritted his teeth and cut off the skin where he was hit, and then he didn't bother and ran deeper into the forest with all his strength.

The good news is that the Thousand-Eyed Petrified Monster is not very fast. It usually likes to ambush in the dark, but its hunting ability is very weak.

Although half of his body was soaked with blood, Olliand successfully escaped the pursuit of the petrified monster.

Suddenly, a towering stone cliff appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

The pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, but there was no way to go ahead.

A sense of despair suddenly emerged in Olliand's heart: "Am I destined to fail?"

"No, I'm not willing to give in!"

The tenacious young man's eyes moved around, and he suddenly discovered a secret cave on the mountain wall. His heart suddenly moved: "Cave. This may be my opportunity!"

If the cave is deep enough, he can use the cave's terrain to hide and seek with his pursuers. If he is lucky, he may even kill his opponent.

With this thought in mind, he did not hesitate, and with the help of magic, he tried his best to climb up.

There were convulsions of severe pain from the wound on his arm, and blood was still flowing, but he had no time to deal with the injury. He just gritted his teeth and kept climbing up.

"Hurry up~~Hurry up~~~"

"Traitor! Don't run!"

Suddenly, there was a roar from behind.

It's the hunter mage who has arrived.

There are three mages, and each of them knows each of them.

Because they are the purifiers of the Mages Association, and Olliand was once a member of the purifiers, and was even the leader of an elite action team.

If it were a fair fight, Ollante would have no fear at all, but there was never a fair fight in this world.

The opponent carries a powerful magical weapon given by Moon City, and the magical weapons he carries are all shoddy and inferior goods.

In a head-on confrontation, it is very difficult to even break through the opponent's shield, let alone victory.

So he climbed harder and harder.

This time, the goddess of fate finally stood by his side.

He managed to crawl into the cave before his opponent's spell could hit him.

But when he saw the situation in the cave, his heart suddenly went cold.

The cave is very shallow and you can see to the bottom at a glance. The so-called 'hide and seek' in the cave is just a wishful dream on his part.

"Am I still doomed after all?"

Olliand's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a 'gudong' sound, but his heart was full of unwillingness.

The physical pain and the mental pain were intertwined, tormenting him violently.

He couldn't help but murmur.

"Is there no justice in this world?"

"Will the shadow of Moon City really cast its shadow over the world forever?"

He was unwilling to give in, but he also knew clearly that his power was too weak.

In fact, what Illya said is right.

If she didn't want to die, she could only choose to stay away from him.

"Hey~~"

With a long sigh, Olliand felt a determined will in his heart.

"I'm going to die anyway, so burn my soul completely and fight to the death!"

Driven by this will, he began to inspire the secret arts of burning souls.

But at this moment, a gentle male voice suddenly emerged in my heart.

"Young man, you seem to need help?"