In the southern part of the Eich Kingdom, the No. 3 red copper mine cave in the Colorin Town Mine Area.

"Damn it...and this one should be enough..."

Deep in the mine, Ailin, who was soaked in sweat, grabbed the iron rod in his hand tightly, supporting his body that was about to fall, and gasping.

This is a thin boy, with a slightly immature and tender face covered with dirt, but the eyes under the thick ink-like eyebrows looked particularly bright. Even though he gritted his teeth and stared at the ore in front of him, he still shone with sunshine and optimistic brilliance.

"Bastard, it's really not possible, that's all!"

Suddenly, a decisive look flashed through his eyes.

"Wow!" With a heavy roar, all his attention was concentrated on his hands. With the moment when many invisible particles seemed to gather in the air on his hands, he, who was already extremely exhausted, suddenly waved the iron rod again and smashed it down violently!

"when!"

A ball of sparks splashed.

The ore that was shaking on the ore wall finally fell down.

"Looking at my awakening power, I finally dug enough ore, ha..."

Ailin's smug cheers burst out from the dark mine.

Next, he screamed, "Ah! My feet! It hurts so much!"

A burst of laughter soon came from the mineway in the distance: "This little guy Ailin was accidentally shot in the foot by the ore he pried off."

"Haha, this month is the third time. If you have two more times, you can break the record of last month."

"You can't be careful, you actually hit yourself in the foot again."

...

When dusk fell, a thin figure appeared at the exit of the mining area, covered in sweat and exhausted. He couldn't stand up. His arms were almost hanging on the ground like soft noodles, limped out of the mining area, back to the seemingly dilapidated Cololin town, and walked into the only clinic in the town, Aunt Emma's clinic.

"Aunt Emma, ​​I'm here."

"Little Ailin, the old liar is still the same, isn't he dead yet?" Most people in the town start with such a sentence when greeting him, and Aunt Emma is no exception when greeting him today.

"I want him to die, but he just lives well."

"If you don't buy him medicine and don't support him, he would have died for so many years."

"But you can't watch him die, right?"

"So you didn't think he died... Hey, what happened to your foot? Didn't I remember it was already well when you came yesterday? Did you hit the foot again today?"

"Cough... cough... not, old injuries recur... old injuries recur..."

Ailin, who looked depressed and ashamed, walked out of the clinic with a pack of medicine, and returned to his home amid the concerning voice of "Are the old liar still the same? Little Ailin, you accidentally hit the foot again, remember to be careful next time."

His home is under a dirt slope to the south of the town, with a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences.

As Ailin pushed open the creaking gate of the courtyard, an old man with white hair was sitting at the simple stone table in the yard.

The old man was tall and looked sick, and his skin was covered with traces of various years. He looked very old. His clothes were like Ailin, and they were all made of mineral bags with no original color. The difference is that his body looked cleaner.

"Haha..." As soon as he saw Ailin limping, the old man was stunned for a moment, and immediately held his stomach and smiled so hard that his body was hunched: "It's indeed inevitable..."

"Where did you get out? It's time to take medicine!"

Ailin threw the medicine bag into the arms of the gloating old man, then sat down, regardless of whether his hands were dirty or not, picked up a hard bread on the stone table and started to chew. At the same time, he muttered depressedly: "There are less and less ore in the mining area, and it is becoming more and more difficult to mine ore now."

"But I've awakened. Even if mining becomes more and more difficult in the future, it should be no problem to support us two." After chewing two bites of bread, Ailin's depressed expression disappeared again and he became a little proud.

"What a weird thing. It's worthy of being a guy I have spent so many years finding. I can still be so happy and optimistic in such an environment."

The old man squinted his eyes and smiled, glanced at Ailin's hands that seemed soft and could not lift up, and said, "It seems that you can't help using magic power again today, but I remember telling you many times that when your physical strength and spirit have reached the limit, using magic power with strong action will put a heavy burden on your body. In severe cases, you may die."

"You are not going to support yourself and you, the old liar..." Ailin hummed disapprovingly, "and it's just for occasional use."

"Okay, a weird boy who is messing around. Since you have awakened, you have achieved this level again." The old man smiled slightly, "It's time to tell you the truth."

Ailin looked at the old man: "What's the truth? Are you going to die?"

"Bastard... do you just hope I die?"

"That's not, I'm worried about not being able to afford a cemetery."

"You guy, please listen to me now. My test and trial for you are over. You can prepare to go to St. Dawn College tomorrow."

"Test and trial? Cough cough..." Ailin choked on the dry bread and coughed wildly. "Old liar, what are you trying to say?"

The old man glanced at Ailin and said, "Okay, let's start with the title of 'old liar'. Tell me why I call me an old liar?"

"That's because when I picked you up seven years ago, you kept saying that you would teach me how to become a powerful magician, but for seven years you were just lazy and didn't teach me any training methods. That's why everyone is used to calling you an old liar." Ailin also glanced at the old man and said depressedly: "It seems that you have a really problem with your brain today, and actually asked me such questions."

The old man smiled slightly: "But since you say I am an old liar who is lazy, why don't you throw me away?"

"If you throw it away, no one will raise you. Even if you pick up a cat or a dog, you can't throw it away casually. Let it starve to death, right?"

"You idiot actually compared me to a cat and a dog." The old man shook his head helplessly, "Have you ever thought about the title of Colorin Town in the south? The forgotten abandoned town! Since the Colorin iron ore mining was completed, there were only some barren red copper mines left here, which is a territory that even the lameest lords were unwilling to choose. Only some old miners and old townspeople who could not make a living outside chose to stay here. Even a homeless old homeless beggar would not pass through the deserted abandoned mining area and come here, right? And on a cold and snowy night!"

...

Night has already fallen and the stars are shining.

Half of the bread fell from Ailin's mouth.

"It makes sense." Ailin stared blankly at the old man who seemed a little different from usual, "Old Kings, are you serious?"

"You can also see that I'm serious, otherwise you won't call me Old Kings, you will only call me Old liar."

"Are you really an artist?" Ailin said to himself in disbelief, and then shook his head again: "Impossible! Conspiracy, there is absolutely conspiracy. If you really want to teach me to be a powerful artist on the Dorast Continent as you said, why didn't you teach me how to train my body and martial arts in the past seven years?"

"Because there is one most basic thing that determines the power of the magician from the beginning."

"The most basic thing like this is the power of blood!"

Old Kings' face showed a proud look, and his tone became more and more exciting and fanatical: "The pure giant bloodline is born with amazing physical strength and infinite power. The pure orc bloodline is born with the power of madness and has incredible momentary explosive power! The pure elf bloodline is extremely agile, has the wind, and is born with a high level of concentration, and its use of magic power is far beyond ordinary people. As for various dragon bloodlines, the strength of the body and the power that can be used, it is even more powerful!"

"If you do this, you have told me more than twenty times in the past two months." Ailin's depressed voice sounded: "And what does it have to do with me? I am just an ordinary human bloodline. It seems that you are not ill and it's time to take medicine."

"You idiot!"

Although I knew very well that Ailin was a strange boy who could not be used to infer it by common sense, Old Kings couldn't help but feel the impulse to vomit blood when his passionate statement was interrupted by Ailin's words: "I have also told you many times that the power of various bloodlines is equivalent to various extra talents. Although the pure human bloodline does not have any unique bloodline power, it is best fused with other bloodlines! After the Battle of the Dragon, many powerful pure bloodlines have become fewer and fewer, and many bloodlines have merged many times. To this day, the power of bloodlines has not even been revealed. When most magicians have not had particularly powerful bloodlines from the beginning, a magician who has been supported by powerful bloodlines from the beginning will naturally stand out in such an era!"

"But does this really have anything to do with me..." Ailin's weak voice sounded again.

Old Kings couldn't help it and said angrily: "You can't just think about it! You still don't understand it. Over the past seven years, the hard life hardships I have brought to you, including some stories and experiences I told you, are all trainings I have given you. Every small molecule in your body is already in an extremely hungry state without getting enough nutrients for a long time and being extremely tired every day. So you are thinner than your peers, and look two years younger than them, and it was not until this age that you awaken. But because of this, if your body absorbs other blood power, it will definitely be many times stronger than ordinary people!"

Ailin suddenly looked enlightened: "I understand."

Old Kings breathed out, thinking that Ellin would finally say what he wanted to say next.
Chapter completed!