It has been two hundred years since the issuance of the "Off Magic Decree" by Chiops I. It has been two hundred years since the time when any book about magic has been burned all or forgotten in the corner of the world. Under the glory of the empire, the once respected mage has now become the root of evil and the nightmare in everyone's mind!

The knight who once glorified the guardian magicians has now become the sharpest weapon for slaughtering magicians. Under the shaping of the empire, he was given glory such as justice, courage, honor and so on... so that being able to become a knight was the dream of every boy in this forbidden demon century.

And just outside the Ailing Mountains, a remote village is now compiling its own dream with a drama...

"King Master, there is a wizard in front of you. What should we do?" A fat little man with a fat man with freckles on his face was kneeling in front of a boy alone.

The young man played the so-called knight, while the little fat man played the servant who specialized in serving the knight. However, compared to the servant's simple clothes, the knight's clothes looked even more weird. The little knight was not wearing armor, but wearing a dress. The dress was much tighter than his body, and his sleeves were shorter than his arms. At the corners and cuffs of the dress, there were traces of cracks and wear. Such a dress looked like a clown dress for people to enjoy in the city.

The little knight's dress is indeed quite funny, but the fat servant kneeling down is willing to play his servant because of this dress!

The little knight waved the wooden sword in his hand and held the strange tone he learned from the bard. "Sin under the light is the root of depravity. The ugliness of human nature can only be destroyed by fire. I am the incarnation of light, and I will never allow a depraved existence!"

The servant took the knight a few steps, and then he met another figure. The man looked a little older than the knights. His face was covered with mud and he couldn't see what he looked like. However, his appearance was not important, because he was a 'wizard' destined to die under the knight's sword, and his existence was just to support the knight's bravery!

"Your blood has been defiled by magic, and your figure is worthy of walking in the darkness. The corners of the jungle can allow your trembling soul to rest for a moment..."

I don’t know how this knight recorded it. He was able to play lyrics that were 100 words long and read them all in a complete manner, and then he drew out the ‘sword’.

The wizard was obviously a little impatient. When he saw him pulling out his sword, he went up to die...

Victory will always belong to the Knight's side. After killing the "evil wizard" with overwhelming power, the fourth figure, "crawling merchant", appeared, "You are the incarnation of the gods under the light, and the most wonderful chapter in the world cannot be described as you...uh!"

The merchant obviously did not have as good memory as the knight. After half of his words, he didn't know how to continue. After thinking for a while, he took out the bag containing stones and handed him over to the knight. "I am a humble vendor. I am very grateful for your help. I will treat this bag of gold coins as a reward for your gratitude!"

In the eyes of adults, this is playing; in the eyes of children, this is a real war; in the eyes of Westerners, this can be called drama; in the eyes of Easterners, this is just a play; and this is the story of wizards and merchants...

However, the real war comes after the story is over!

"Give me the dress!" The servant defended his rights and no longer had the previous respect.

"You used the wrong hand to clench your fist and stroke your chest just now, and the lines were also wrong... Doesn't it count..." The Knight lost his weird tone of his previous literary tone, and faced the questioning of the little servant, and shook his head and refused.

Although this dress can no longer be worn, and if it is here, it will not be worn, and it is no different from garbage, the Knight is still unwilling to hand it over because he knows that once it is handed over, the little fat man will never be his servant again.

"Go to you, Xia Zuo, you bastard, do you want to cheat again? I agreed to let me be a knight next time, but why do you play the knight every time? I will play the evil wizard, and I will play the knight next time..." The wizard clenched his fists and looked at Xia Zuo with a bad face, and his tone was no longer the "generous" of facing death before!

When he heard this, the boy named Xia Zuo suddenly sneered, "Playing a knight!? You can't even read the lines, why are you still a knight?"

"Fuck, I told me that a real knight doesn't have to read those things at all. Whoever has the strength can be a knight. Among us, I am the best at fighting!"

"Go to yours, you can beat me..." Xia Zuo took off his dress and rushed towards him directly. The two of them started to fight on the ground. Faced with such a fight, the other two were already used to it.

But the fat servant looked at Xia Zuo who was fighting, and then looked at the small dress he placed next to him. His eyes turned smoothly, and suddenly grabbed the dress and ran away straight away...

"Fatty, you...ah!"

Before Xia Zuo finished speaking, the wizard's fist had hit his face. Xia Zuo was furious and couldn't care about his little dress and fought again... Until the two of them were exhausted, the farce of fighting for the "Knight" was over...

The darkness gradually melted in the sky like ink, and the whole world gradually fell into the night. Xia Zuo began to walk home. As for the small dispute between the two, perhaps next time Xia Zuo gave the warriors in "The Warriors and the Dragon" to the wizard, their relationship might be restored to the original.

However, as for the Knight, you don’t have to think about it!

Xia Zuo's home lives in a dilapidated manor, not far from the village, but every time he has to pass through a small forest, there are too many legends in the woods. At the beginning, Xia Zuo was also a little afraid, but after walking too much, he got used to it.

The wind blew the forest on both sides, shaking the darkness in the forest. Xia Zuo looked at it and suddenly found a figure wearing a gray robe with a face shrouded under the hood. He stood behind the thorns. The moonlight above his head slowly passed through the jungle. Under the faint light, he could only see the edges of a chin.

Wearing a gray robe, hiding in the dark corners, hiding in the jungle of thorns!

Xia Zuohu only felt that the atmosphere in the space seemed to become cold, and he couldn't help but recall the lyrics that the minstrels kept singing and repeating...

He swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but speed up, but the fear in his heart was like a vine, slowly, slowly... wrapped around his heart. The strong fear could not suppress his curiosity. When he turned around, he only found that in the faint jungle, the figure that looked like a ghost and a nightmare was still following behind him.

Ah ~!

The voice of fear echoed in his heart, but he couldn't make any sound in his mouth. He took straight steps and ran in the forest. At this time, Xia Zuo's heart was full of regret: he regretted why he had to go home so late, why he didn't listen to Charlotte, and why he wanted to play that game...

One by one, strange thoughts flashed through his brain. The sequelae of vigorous exercise gradually appeared on his body: breathing blessing, burning lungs, and disordered thinking... Xia Zuo suddenly felt a feeling in his heart: When did the distance between the original few steps become so long?

The sequelae of physical reactions made him unable to stand even when he was breathing for a long time, and the strangeness in his mind gradually subsided.

When Xia Zuo turned around again, there was no trace of it in the dark jungle. Xia Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, but his face couldn't help but show ease: tomorrow we must tell them the news that he had escaped from the wizard!

Xia Zuo thought so and turned around. A black mist that was surging like a sea wave rolled straight towards him. Without waiting for Xia Zuo to react, the black mist had already wrapped around his figure...

The black fog passed by Xia Zuo's figure, rolling a few meters inertia, then slowly stopped in the space. As the black fog slowly disappeared, Xia Zuo's figure also disappeared into the jungle.

Darkness, eternal darkness!

Xia Zuo's thinking seemed to have stopped thinking because of this black fog, and even made him feel afraid when facing such a strange thing.

I don’t know how long I had been wrapped in this darkness, but I felt my figure suddenly sinking. The black fog wrapped around my eyes gradually faded away, and the flashing fire lighted up the dark jungle.

After looking around, tall shrubs stood in the forest, and the jungle was deep around me. I don’t know where I went...

"Ahem..."

The cough suddenly echoed in his ears. The boy's body trembled involuntarily. Looking down the fire, a figure hidden under his robe stood not far away.

I don’t know if it was because of the previous violent exercise or because of something that hit my head, facing such a strange thing, Xia Zuo actually asked: “Barrien?”

The figure under the black robe shook his head slightly...

"On aristocrats?"

Xia Zuo swallowed.

"Cough cough..." A low, depressing cough sound came from under the black robe again.

In the dark space, a sudden sound of breathing sounded. Xia Zuo woke up from calmness and confusion. He took several steps back, and then tripped by the branches under his feet. He sat on the ground with his butt, and looked at the other person with an unconcealable fear and fear.

"I am a magician, not the wizard you call it!"

The voice of claiming to be a magician is not very loud, but in the quiet jungle, people can hear it clearly. The magician's voice is very gentle, as if he is a polite nobleman, but when he heard it in Xia Zuo's ears, it seems that the devil in the depths of hell emits the most vicious spell.

A drowsy feeling appeared strangely in Xia Zuo's heart. The drowsy feeling came so abrupt that even the fear in Xia Zuo's heart had already closed his eyes before he could even fade...

"Go to bed first! Everything will be fine after you wake up."

A gentle murmur sounded beside the fire. With the echo of the sound, the jumping fire began to gradually dim until it was completely extinguished. The jungle fell into darkness again. And outside this dark space, a huge flashing fire light shone on the dark sky outside the jungle!
Chapter completed!