Mage is an ancient and mysterious class who studies the mysteries of the world, practices magical methods, is learned and powerful, far more than ordinary people imagine, at least folk rumors. However, Bai En has reservations about this. He has seen mages and historians who study the mysteries of the world, learned mages and scholars, powerful wizards and wizards, but he has never seen anyone possess these qualities. Just like Bai En himself, he is not interested in the secrets of the world, nor is he knowledgeable and powerful enough. This kind of mage occupies the vast majority of the mage group. To be honest, most people become mages only because they are mysterious enough.

But the old masters are different, these people are called old masters, and the number is extremely rare. Judging from the descriptions in the book, these guys seem to be omnipotent. They can turn people into animals, change the weather, terrain, travel long distances, and some can even change time and space. Such guys must have many ways to find people. Even if the person you are looking for is in the vast wilderness of the northern wilderness of Istania. However, Bai En believes that the descriptions in the book, like those in mythology, have too much exaggeration and speculation.

But if there is really that mage, this mage is probably already on the road.

Bai En grabbed his unkempt beard, and somehow delayed the big man. Maybe lost. He thought again that he should stay in the forest, at least not to worry about food. But the ghost said to the south, he walked south out of the forest, came to this wilderness, waited between thorns and sludge, endured the bad weather, and was hungry most of the time.

Bai En turned his head and looked at the culprit that caused them to need food in short supply, Guerrero, was eating like a cow. Bai En began to wonder how he survived alone in the past few months. With his meal, it took less than three days. Need to rob the hotel, and then rob the next one in up to ten days.

Because his boots were worn out, he had to tie the poor camp beside the road so as not to miss the old master. Due to frequent wars, here are filled with all kinds of dangerous elements who have fallen into the arrogance, peasants who have fled their destroyed homes, and deserted soldiers who have nothing to do. Fortunately, Bai En need not worry about this for the time being. Except for him and his companions, there was also the old mage who had sought him. No one would come to this uninhabited place at all.

He just waited like this. Occasionally he got up looking for something to eat, and then sat down and waited after finding nothing. Every year at this time, the wilderness is often soaked by heavy rain, but as long as the fire can be lit, he will generate a small fire with a dazzling smoke at night. One is to rejuvenate the dying spirit, and the other is to attract old masters passing by. It has been raining since the evening today. Fortunately, it has stopped for a while and is dry enough to start a fire. His pot rack was on the fire, and the meat used to cook the soup was taken from the forest, the last piece. He will have to go back on the road tomorrow morning, looking for food while walking. If the old mage really exists and is still looking for him, I am afraid it will take a few more miles.

While stirring the cold dinner in the pan, he listened to the dwarf's constant complaints, and at the same time he thought about whether to continue to wait or continue to the south, the sound of horseshoes on the road. There is only one horse, walking very slowly. He sat back on his coat and waited. With a horse hissing and harness clanking, a rider appeared on the mound. The setting sun after the rain was about to fall, so Bai En didn't really see it, only to see that the rider's posture was stiff and clumsy, and he obviously didn't go out often. The rider drove towards the fire, and stopped a few yards from the fire.

The trio sat still, raising their heads in large numbers.

"Good evening." The rider said.

He was not what Bai En imagined at all. But he was a sick young man, described as haggard, with a pale complexion, dark circles around his eyes, his long hair blown close to his scalp by the wind, and his smile was hard to hide. He was drenched in soup, and he didn't seem to be knowledgeable at all. Of course, it was not as powerful as rumors say. He was just cold and hungry. In fact, he looked like Bai En himself.

"Is this what old-time mage you are waiting for?" Guerrerogen laughed wildly and pointed to the rider. "He doesn't even have a staff!"

The young man looked surprised. "I haven't ... I mean ... uh ... I'm not a mage yet." He was getting smaller and lower, licking his lips nervously.

"The ghost said I will meet the mage, but they always say wrong." Looking at this young man, Bai En said with emotion.

"Oh ... this, I am still an apprentice. My master is the great Antonidas." He nodded reverently. "He is the chief mage, mastering advanced skills, and having great wisdom. It was he who sent me to find you "The apprentice was suspicious." Take you back ... are you really a black robe? "

Bai frowned, not knowing when he had the name of a black robe, but at least it was better to hide than Rilmas' nickname. He tugged on his coat, raised his dirty corner, and looked at the pale young man.

"Oh, great." The apprentice took a sigh of relief, suddenly stopped. "Oh, I mean ... uh ... sorry for your experience."

Bai En smiled and retrieved his life from the sea. This is the first time. In fact, the apprentice's words were not very funny, but Bai En laughed loudly. The young man smiled and slipped from the saddle in pain. "I am Timel-Kou."

"Timaire?" The dwarf asked suspiciously.

"Cou." He answered as he walked towards the fire.

"Have such a name?"

"I am from the great empire."

Bai En has never heard of such a place: "Great Empire, eh?"

"Well, to be precise, my grandfather came from the great empire, the Great Empire of Siristane. It used to exist and was the most powerful country in the world." The young man sat cross-legged stiffly by the fire, "but ancient The glory of time has passed, and there has become a huge battlefield. "Bai En nodded. He knew exactly what the battlefield was like. "It's far away from here, far east in the world." Timir said, waving gently.

Bai En smiled again: "That's the north."

Kou smiled bitterly: "I am a prophet, although, um, just a half-hanger. Master Antonidas sent me to find you, but the stars are not beautiful, catching the bad weather, so I lost my way." He brushed his eyes. Long hair, spread her hands, "I had brought a packhorse with food and supplies, and there was a horse for you to ride, but I lost it in the storm. I'm afraid I'm really not suitable for outdoor activities."

"It seems to be the case." The dwarf interjected again.

Kou took the bottle from his pocket and handed it to Bai En, who took it and opened it, taking a bite. The liquor ran down the throat, and the warmth rushed to the roots. Bai En wanted to take a second bite, but the dwarf flew over and snatched the bottle.

The dwarf swallowed hard, licked his lips and said, "Well, Timel-Kou, although you lost the food, you left the most important things anyway. I do n’t know how to laugh these days. . Welcome you to my fire. "

"My fire?" Bai En said angrily.

"Okay, human. Our fire." The dwarf shrugged.

"Thank you," Tim Meier-Culton paused, and stretched out his hands to roast the faint fire. "I haven't eaten for two days." He shook his head, and his long hair oscillated. "Really ... tormented." He licked his lips and stared at the pan.

Bai En handed the spoon over, and Kou's eyes were round and big: "Have you eaten?"

Bei En nodded. Then he stopped the dwarves who wanted to talk with his eyes. After the dwarf received Bai En's eyes, he shut his mouth reluctantly, and he drank again. Forget it, it was enough, the dwarf thought.

Bai En They haven't eaten it yet, but the poor mage apprentice is very hungry, and the food in the pot is barely enough to eat alone. Kou Jinjin swept away the soup with interest. After drinking, he scraped the bottom of the pot and licked the spoon. Even the edge of the pot was licked clean, and then sat against a large rock. "I owe you love, black robe and grace, and this dwarf gentleman, and ..." He looked at Morris and waited.

"Morris," Morris introduced himself after raising his staff. "Formal Master of Fatalin Association, an apprentice of Master Bai En."

"You saved my life. I dare not imagine that you will be so generous and enthusiastic." Tim Meier-Kou added.

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"The chief mage of the Marnos Empire Prophecy Academy, who is proficient in advanced skills and possesses incomparable wisdom. But I heard that he left the Academy many years ago, and I thought he no longer accepts disciples." Morris said. "And I don't know that he is the old master."

"Yes, as Master Morris said, the master left the academy." Tim Meier-Kou nodded and confirmed. "Master is not an old-time mage, but he found an old-time mage's laboratory in the mountains, so he left to dig before the academy. The master seems to have learned a lot of old-age magic from the excavated books."

"I'm afraid my performance will make him very dissatisfied." Tim Meier-Kou added in a low voice.

"So, he was terrifying?" Bai En asked.

"Well," Timel-Kou whispered, "he is a bit tempered indeed."

Bai En asked no more questions, the camp began to be silent, only the crackling sound of firewood burning in the fire. Tim Meier-Kou seemed a little nervous, but soon relaxed, he simply made the bed on the ground and lay down.

Bai En took another sip of wine and handed the bottle to the dwarf anxiously waiting beside him. The warmth has spread to him. For the first time in weeks, he was so warm. He enjoyed it for a while: "What does he want from me, Timmel-Kou?"

No one answered. A slight snore came from the fire. Bai En smiled, wrapped his jacket tightly, and lay down to sleep.