Sigrid, a young apprentice magician. Wild Sand Literature Network .net is precisely a preparatory mage who is ready to leave the school, and as a preparatory mage within the Yuki Domain, she has a very good talent. Out (身shēn) ordinary she did not have this opportunity, according to the original course of life. She would be exposed to simple labor and needlework early, and then married off at the right age.

But because she was discovered by the academy, the trajectory of her life changed. Sigrid has pale blue hair and sky-blue pupils, which are characteristic of the Golces plain race. The people of the Gawles Plains tended to excel in swordsmanship, and it was the birthplace of many famous swordsmen.

The Mage Test for Preparatory Mages is issued by the Guru and can be completed alone or with the help of external forces. A mage not only needs great strength and superior wisdom, but also network is another manifestation of strength.

And because it is based on the academy, students usually choose from among the students of the same period. Sigrid's mentor tasked her with hunting down ten Vajra Headless, creatures that had come in and escaped from Vein Three, somewhere between soul and entity, causing a great obstacle to the mining of the vein.

Although the mercenary union has organized many cleanups, it will always pop up from time to time. This has made miners always wary of mining, and for this reason the vein has been classified as a danger zone. However, it has also become one of the trial locations for some new adventurers.

Sigrid tied her hair into a well-lengthed ponytail at the back of her head, and a few strands of hair hung down from the sides of her face. Her small nose and mouth make her look very well-behaved, and her healthy sun-colored skin proves that she is not a flower in a greenhouse.

Their squad is a knight, two warriors, a priest, a wanderer, and her mage. Although the cadres are all apprentices who have not yet graduated, they are already a very complete squad system.

The group wore off-white capes with shirts and trousers made of plain lizard skin. This is the adventure costume that the academy has for the students, these lizard skins are not ordinary lizard skins, the skin on the thick-skinned lizard (body shēn) can only be bought with a gold sol in the market, and even the leather armor equipped by the soldiers of some small kingdoms is nothing more than that.

Sigrid had a long sword hanging from her waist, and as a follower of Raphael, she was able to obtain the blessings of the divine power (sex xìng) provided by Raphael, plus the swordsmanship she had learned in her early years, which was simply like a tiger's wings. And that's what this squad is all about.

At the same time, she held a camphor wood cane in her hand, and the anomaly of the cane was polished and her hand, and the top position was inlaid with a (乳rǔ) white gem, which was a gift from her mentor in advance. This made her grateful and at the same time unusually (loving) pity.

"Young and fragile mage," but seeing a strong light (shoot shè) into Sigrid's eyes, "where are you going?" A deep, deep voice came from ahead.

"Rodel! Who's there? Who are you? Sigrid looked around in a slightly panicked manner, calling out the names of her knightly comrades, and entering the battle mode.

The originally dim jungle ground was now a ray of light, and Sigrid felt that her eyes would definitely be blinded by the light when she was so wide open, which made her not (forbidden jìn) squint her eyes, and at the same time hide her left hand in front of her gaze, leaving only a small slit.

"Me? I am your master, mage. Follow my will and make my will your guide. A deep voice swept in from all directions, which made her even more dazed, and what was happening at this moment was undoubtedly beyond her life experience.

"Are you my master? No...... You are not, and my will will not be dominated by you......" The other party's voice is extremely bewildered, but Sigrid is not directly controlled. She shouted loudly and ran madly forward.

"You can't escape, the evil god has chosen you, and has tied you and me together, I need your help, and you need my help." The sound was always in her ears, and even if she ran fast, it didn't affect the transmission of sound at all.

There was no end ahead, and the frustration and fear had exhausted Sigrid, and the physical qualities that had been refined by running on the plains seemed very weak on this journey without end.

Sweat oozed from her forehead and dripped down her chin, soaking the cotton clothes she was wearing underneath. Stress doesn't just come from the body, it's more from the spirit.

The two feet were as if they were cuffed by anklets, and every step was a kind of tempering of will, and each step was like overdrawing her vitality. Sigrid felt that her legs were beginning to disobey her, and she didn't want to run anymore, and even thought that it would be better to fall to the ground and wait for the heavens.

But the hope in her heart made her still drag her legs forward, she couldn't just die here, her life had just begun.

Just as Sigrid was about to fall, the scene suddenly changed, and a huge stone statue like a clock appeared in front of him, and a silver-white floor was as soft as moonlight. Flowers that are very beautiful and emit a silvery white glow are drifting in the wind ((swing dàng) dàng).

This sudden beauty made Sigrid forget her previous despair, forget the pain on her (body shēn), and freeze in place.

"The Tower of Time? Aren't you in absolute neutrality? Where has your principle of non-interference in the operation of the world gone? There was a hint of fear and uneasiness in the deep, deep voice. Just like what Sigrid had experienced before.

"The position of the Time Keepers is not to interfere or influence, but I am not yet. I am just a trainee guardian, a humble learner, and an explorer of the road ahead. "A man hiding his shadow under a cloak slowly emerged from the huge stone statue, looking unusually dusty.

"That's not a reason for you to make a move!" The deep and majestic voice was vigilant, and he had begun to withdraw his strength as if he were facing a great enemy.

Sigrid saw the scene around her again, but she collapsed to the ground, and her companion called her name.

If this is a dream, then it is undoubtedly too real.

"Who are you?!" But a loud shout attracted her eyelids that wanted to be lowered, and she forced herself to pull her eyelids open and look at the direction of the voice.

It was two shadows hiding their shadows under their cloaks, but the cloak on the other side had burst open, and a huge creature with six horns, a bull's face, and a pig's nose appeared, and the scorching breath swept away the snow from the ground, burning the freshly budding notes and setting the trees on fire.

"Well...... Reason? Thank you for learning a new thing, a reason to kill sapient creatures. Newman Milne bowed his head very humbly, reverently like a devout believer kneeling among the gods (temple diàn).

'Bang! ’

A streamer of light flashed, and the majestic, majestic-looking creature froze in place.

'Zizz! ’

It was like the sound of water being boiled, but seeing that the creature's body split to the sides, it was empty ((swing dàng) dàng) ((swing dàng) dàng), and only an empty shell remained.

Although Sigrid didn't want to be seen by her companions as weak, the previous consumption brought an unusually strong feeling of vomiting, and the food she had just eaten in the morning was spit aside, which also completely knocked her down, and after struggling for a while, Sigrid finally couldn't support it anymore and fainted.

In a trance, a pair of hands gently draped a warm blanket over her curled up body, and she felt a pang of relief, as if she were in her mother's arms. She had lost her energy from vomiting before, but now she was relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

"Who is Your Excellency?" The interviewer was a very calm pastor, a tall man with a square face and a sense of seriousness. Before the footsteps, like a shield, the people behind (body shēn) were guarded.

"I want to be able to see your people here." Newman Milne did not mean to be rebellious in the slightest, and he was not presumptuous because of the low strength of the other party. He spoke very smoothly but unquestionably.

"If Your Excellency wishes, we can go to the nearby god (temple diàn) first, and I will convey your wishes." The trainee pastor spoke very shrewdly, and it was a yes or a yes. Moreover, there are gods (temples diàn) that are set up on the scale of the city, and there are high-level powerful people sitting there, and they can't make waves even if they want to come.

"No need, people are already here." Newman Miln shook his head slightly, and looked at where Sigrid was, where a figure of Dao (身shēn) had covered Sigrid with a thick velvet blanket.

"His Majesty the Holy Bishop Josephine Heslet!" When the probationary pastor saw the person coming from behind him, he quickly knelt down on one knee and spoke very respectfully.

"Well done, Pastor. You're qualified. Josephine Heslett looked at the priest, nodded, and with his hand in the void, a divine power poured into the body of the probationary pastor. From this day onwards, there is a new priest in Raphael's shrine (temple diàn).

"Hello, oracle." In contrast to the deference of the probationary pastor, Newman Miln was very calm, as in the previous communication with the probationary pastor, and did not change because of the person who came (body shēn).

"Hello, don't know what to call it?" Although Josephine Heslett was a little incomprehensible to this person, she did not fall into the prestige of the Holy Bishop, and now she is Raphael's spokesman in the mortal world, and she does not represent herself in a word or deed.

"Newman Milne."

The master has the demeanor of a master, and when he says his name, he also has an aura that can not be ignored without changing color.

As the sun set, and there was only a ray of light on the horizon, Newman Milne saw the city of Demigo in the distance. This magnificent city is the richest city in the southwest of the Bartholomew region, and it is a great harbor city. At first, Raphael spent a lot of effort trying to swallow this piece of meat into his stomach.

Legend has it that the city was built by Gunde, the god of crafts and forging, and as a result, the city was home to many famous craftsmen. On the city wall made of dark gray magic steel rock, there is a banner woven from silver and white, and the center of the flag is crescent-shaped, among which is a very agile small snake, the mouth of the small snake is slightly open, and a round sphere is gently held.

It was the coat of arms of the House of Abraham and the official flag of Bartholomew's district, and the walls stretched as far as Newman Milne could see, as if there were no boundaries.

The towering minarets in the city are inlaid with carvings made of pure gold, all of which are mythological images evolved from the images of mythical beasts. In the remaining light of the sky, they shone brightly. It's like wanting to shine your last light.

"Although time has taken away the lives of living beings, it has also left their mark." Newman Milne seemed to be fascinated by the dazzling scene in front of him, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, so that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

There were many merchants waiting to enter the city, and when they saw this guy riding a tall horse blocking the city gate, they wanted to curse in their hearts. But before the words could be spoken, a dignified and well-dressed guard strode out of the city, none other than the soldiers of the Viper Legion.

They did not hold weapons in their hands, but unfurled the banner of Phnom Penh representing the Abrahamic family, which was already considered a very high treatment.

"God once said that what time cannot consume is the will of living beings, do you think this is the embodiment of the will of living beings?" Josephine Heslet's voice came from inside the carriage on the side of the carriage, and the carriage door was pulled open by the attendants, allowing the light that had been waiting for him to rush in.

"It's an interesting statement that the will is indelible. The death of a creature is the end of a point in time, and how can the will remain? Newman Milne shook his head slightly, clearly disagreeing with this view.

"God has said that the death of living beings may seem to be the end, but it is also a continuation. Isn't it the best proof that they passed on their thoughts and wills to their children and grandchildren, and even to the people of his Zhou (身shēn), which pushed the time of the cessation forward? ”

Josephine Heslett was not unhappy by the other party's rebuttal, and a smile as warm as winter (日rì) appeared on his face, and his eyes were also fixed on the spire in the distance. These buildings were originally watchtowers, but with the passage of time and the expansion of the city, they were given a new purpose, becoming bell towers, becoming time.

Listening to Josephine Heslett's words, Newman Milne was silent, contemplating the energy contained in these words, weighing the weight of them.

"Taught." Newman Milne slowly lowered his head again, and spoke very sincerely.

"Don't dare, I'm just telling me what God has told me. We came back in good time, just in time for dinner to begin. ”

In the air, a few wisps of cooking smoke floated into the sky......