Cards are born to be king

"Atman, Atman!"

"Atman, get up, let's go to the forest to catch rabbits!"

The boy lying on the high haystack sat up straight, his light brown coarse linen clothes were stained with a lot of grass clippings, and his brown hair was messy.He lay down on the haystack and looked down at his friends waiting below, and said crisply:

"Don't go to the forest today, it's going to rain soon!"

"Hahaha, did you see it again?"

"Did you see it?"

"Of course."

Children from the same village laughed and booed.Altman crossed his legs, and the little freckles on his face were playful and clever.He closed one eye slyly, and said mysteriously:

"God told me."

"What does God look like?"

"Tell me, tell me, is God's voice nice? Is it the same as in the hymn that Lan Duo and the others sang?"

"God..."

Atman's protracted voice tantalized people's appetite, and he smiled with a 'ha', and the rascal spread his hands:

"I do not know either."

"what the hell!"

"How can you do this!"

Atman's hearty laughter was mixed with the passionate complaints of the fellow villagers. At dusk, there was a thin layer of smoke from the village, and a call came from afar:

"Art, Aunt Solan told you to go home..."

"understood……"

Atman made a trumpet in his mouth and responded loudly, slid down the grassy slope, surrounded by his friends, ran, laughed and danced together and returned to the village lively, the setting sun pulled their shadows long.

……

"He is Atman."

Aunt Solan obediently pushed the boy forward and urged:

"Art, say hello to the respected Master Star Disciple."

"Good day, Lord Star Disciple."

Atman said generously, his eyes rolled, and the newborn calf stared at the old man in the dark blue star robe like a tiger, with curiosity in his eyes:

"Grandpa, can you make a rabbit out of your hat?"

"Hahahahaha."

The old man shook his head and laughed, his snow-white beard trembled and his deep wrinkles were soaked with wisdom and kindness.

"Good boy, star disciples can do anything."

"I heard that you can see the future, come, look at me, what do you see?"

"You create a rabbit for me, and I'll tell you."

"It's a word."

The old man took off his dark blue top hat, pulled out a white rabbit by its ears.Altman applauded enthusiastically, and his hands were about to slap red.When it was his turn, Atman looked at the old man seriously, but suddenly, he was stunned, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, with a hesitant expression.

"Good boy, it's okay, just say what you see."

"Grandpa, I saw you... burnt to death."

"really."

The old man grunted, his voice indistinct.Seeing Altman looking at him worriedly, the old man relieved and comforted him with a smile, and solemnly said:

"Son, you have a very good talent. Do you want to learn from me? Only by becoming a star apprentice can you bring your family a better life."

"Mother……"

Atman hesitated and turned back, but for the first time, the cowardly woman showed a decisive look in her eyes, and pressed him hard to kneel down.

"Art, call the instructor quickly."

**

First encounter

"Teacher, where are we going?"

Atman skillfully handled the newly hunted wind wolf, peeled off its snow-white fur and tanned it. The fresh and tender wolf meat was marinated with wild honey, coarse salt and seasoning, and roasted on the campfire.The seven-year-old boy still looks childish, but there is a bit of calm in his eyebrows and eyes.In the past two years, his mentor Artuso took him all over the Dawn Mountains, saw strange races and monsters, and walked through deserted and deserted villages due to the war.

The Chaos Legion has already occupied a large area of ​​Andeste. In just two years, they captured the Principality of Gwent and the Iron Fortress of the Dwarven Furnace. Tens of millions of square kilometers of land were turned into dead ground.There was desolation and weeping everywhere.Today, only the three major forces have been fighting on the front line without flinching.

The black and white twin towers floating in the sky on the eastern and western moats, the dragon rolling stone city ruled by the legendary King Kesiman on the Zoroastrian Plain, and the city of elves, Felgard.

Apart from the city of elves, which are exclusive to all, Atman has already been to these three cities, and even killed a few Chaos species with his own hands.The boy's heart is always jumping and he doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. With the tall figure of the mentor standing in front of him, even after seeing all the despair and tragedy, Atman still has innocent hope in his heart.Believe that justice will triumph over evil, and sooner or later, the Chaos Legion will be driven out of the continent.

"We're going to Orana."

"Olana? Where is that?"

Atman was curious.He picked up a candied fruit and cut open the peel, and squeezed the light red sweet juice onto the barbecue.The rich meaty aroma exploded immediately.Even Turanzo, who knew that his apprentice was very good at grilling meat, couldn't help but take a deep breath, sat closer to the fire, and waited for the meat with great interest, without destroying the entire Chaos species with a wave The fierceness of the army looks like an ordinary gluttonous old man.

"Olana, that's a really good place."

The boy skillfully turned over the barbecue on the bonfire, saw that the fire was ready, raised the knife, cut off a piece of roasted tender leg meat with amber crispy skin, stuck it on the knife and handed it to the instructor.

"Does it have a huge floating library like in the White Tower? Does it have a dragon guard?"

Turanzo devoured his food voraciously, breathing heavily from the hot gravy.Listening to Atman's question, he laughed dumbly, shook his head and said:

"No, not at all. Just a bare castle there."

"The goodness of Olanna cannot be explained in words, you need to see it with your own eyes. It represents hope."

hope?

Atman's eyes sparkled when he first saw what Turanzo mentioned, and even his wrinkles seemed to unfurl.He couldn't help being deeply curious about that place in his heart, and couldn't wait to witness its grand scene with his own eyes.

"But Art, let me tell you, there is an annoying old guy in O'Lanner, who used to get along with me all day long. That old guy is disrespectful, but whether you are a child or a person of the same age, you are more like an angel Shameful means, you should pay more attention and stay away from him when the time comes."

Turanzo solemnly warned.Altman obediently agreed in his heart, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, who is it that can make the instructor's tone so gnash.

He saw him soon after he arrived in Olanna, standing in front of the somewhat crude castle gate.Atman stood helplessly at the back, watching his mentor poke there like an angry fighting cock, his angry eyebrows almost flew up.And the old man standing opposite him, to be honest, was completely different from what Atman had imagined.

The old man looked to be Turanzo's age, with long platinum-blond hair combed neatly, and a rich robe of dark blue velvet.The tightly pursed mouth and light gray eyes looked very serious, as if they were the grandpas of nobles who were knighted in the legend, who ate dragon meat every day and kept griffins and unicorns as pets.

He just stood there indifferently, mocking a short sentence from time to time, he could blow Turanzo's beard and stare angrily, and he was still rolling up his sleeves at a very old age, ready to rush to a duel.From the perspective of language alone, the combat power is not at the same level at all.

Altman helplessly supported his forehead, feeling like he couldn't stand it.Suddenly without any warning, he was pushed to the front. Turanzo said in a very exaggerated tone:

"Hmph, some people look sharp-toothed, but they don't even have an apprentice. This time, I'll bring Art here to show you. It's hard to find such a talented apprentice in the world. The God of Destiny favors them. I met it. Some people should be envious and jealous, and they will not be able to pass on their skills until they die."

"Then I want to congratulate you."

The aristocrat said slowly, with a flat tone without any waves:

"Coincidentally, I also received a good boy recently, who is quite talented."

"Sen Lan, send my regards to the 'respected' Turanso Star Disciple."

Walking out from behind him was a young boy who looked not much different from Altman.The new little boy looked like a younger version of the old man, from the indifferent and dignified expression to the meticulous and neat hair.It's just that he looks very delicate and cute, just like a large doll. Even though his big gray-blue eyes are stretched into a serious look, they still look watery.

Atman used to come into contact with boys in the same country as him, or skinny children who were hungry from the destroyed villages, with vitality as tenacious as weeds.It was the first time he saw this little boy who looked like a rose in a greenhouse, and he couldn't help but look at it again and again.

"Good day, Lord Turanzo."

The little boy saluted earnestly, without any mistakes.Then he listened to the old man casually narrating his achievements one by one.

"The youngest junior pharmacist in history."

"It has passed the Edson text assessment, and is proficient in magic patterns."

"Proficient in High Elvish, High Dragon, and High Mani."

"Perfected the incomplete master potion 'Molan Mixture'"

"Mechanical proficiency, praised by master dwarf artisans."

"Passed..."

This long list of achievements was said without any confusion, and Turanso, who was so angry, was almost out of breath, and his old face was flushed.The old man with his brows raised slightly angrily, you, you, you, you, you, you, your brain is almost short-circuited for a long time, and he didn't think of anything to say.Altman waited for a while, seeing that the instructor had nothing to say, he took out a huge light yellow egg from the space bag, and handed it to Senlan.

"It's the first time we met. I don't have any good things here. This is the elemental dragon egg I found in the dragon's lair. The little guy inside is quite strong. It's probably about to break its shell. I'll give it to you."

Sen Lan was stunned for a moment, and finally put his gaze on Altman.He frowned thinly, and rejected coldly and politely:

"Thank you for your kindness, it's really..."

Atman didn't wait for him to finish, and directly stuffed the dragon egg into his arms.Sen Lan had never encountered such a simple and direct 'gift' in her life, she was at a loss holding the big dragon egg, and glanced at the old man for help.In the dark, he couldn't help touching the eggshell again and again.Who wouldn't love a dragon at this age, especially feeling the strong and steady heartbeat inside.

Senlan fell in love with him the first time he saw her, and couldn't help feeling a little fond of the little brown-haired boy who looked a little untidy.

The old man knew from his apprentice's expression that he liked dragon eggs, and he paused for a strong order to go back.He frowned at Altman, and looked at the boy without fear under those eagle-like sharp light gray eyes, and even smiled at him.The old man was expressionless, with the corners of his mouth pursed into a straight line. He didn't say anything when he returned it, but just snorted coldly, and gave Altman a silver windmill brooch.

"Hey, are you willing to take out this thing? Tsk tsk tsk, I know that you old guy has hidden a lot of good things."

Turanso, who had given out the dragon egg to the prodigal apprentice before, had a faint heartache, and suddenly smiled, beaming with pride:

"Keep it safe, this is Master Edini's token. Take it to Time City and let her create an alchemy item for you for free."

The two mentors went to the side to quarrel, and Altman walked up to Sen Lan's side and chatted with him.The noble boy who was still reserved finally couldn't help joining the topic when he mentioned the dragon's lair. Atman talked eloquently, talking about the hugeness of the dragon and the treasures in the dragon's lair, and finally sighed like a complaint:

"... Who knew that the dragon's talent was imprisonment. We were trapped in the dragon's lair for more than half a year. We ate up all the food and only had dragon meat, which was sour and astringent. It was the worst food I have ever eaten. Something to eat."

"impossible."

Sen Lan retorted, seriously:

"Dragon meat is the most advanced ingredient. It is delicious and full of energy. Even if it is eaten raw and sliced, it is extremely delicious."

In order to support his point of view, he specifically gave an example:

"I eat dragon meat every week, meringue dragon pie, flame dragon soup, grilled two-headed dragon..."

"Wow."

Altman exclaimed, looked at Sen Lan with a strange look, and muttered to himself:

"You can bear to eat every week..."

"Dragon meat is delicious."

Sen Lan emphasized very unhappy, looking at the little friend she just met, she suddenly felt arguing.Altman has always been good-tempered, but he is very stubborn when it comes to food and has his own little pride.The two quarreled until the afternoon, neither of them convinced the other.After the two old men came back from the fight, they returned to their mentors with a snort, their eyebrows were coldly confronted, quite a bit like their respective mentors.

In the evening, the noble old man pulled Sen Lan to his side and solemnly ordered:

"I will be leaving soon. Be careful when you are alone in Olanna. The dignity and etiquette of nobles cannot be relaxed. If there is something..."

He paused, and said reluctantly:

"If you have something, you can go to Turanzo. For my sake, the old guy will take care of you. Anyway, he does have some strength. But remember, you can associate with his apprentices, but Don't imitate his undignified demeanor, the hippie smiling..."

Sen Lan listened and nodded cautiously.The Haierdi family was precarious and weakened, and now only he and his grandfather were left.Now the old man has something to go out to deal with, and there are many crises.If he is not careful, he is the only heir of the Haierdi family. Even if he is young, he must try his best to support his spine in this war-torn age.

"Please rest assured, Grandpa, I will abide by the family rules and always remember the honor of the nobility."

and……

He muttered in his heart that he didn't want to associate with that apprentice named Atman, he actually thought dragon meat was not tasty.

"That way I'm relieved."

The old man nodded in relief, and left Olanna with peace of mind early in the morning.He knew that this road was full of thorns and near death.Countless times he was on the verge of death, and with only one breath left, he climbed back to the world from the abyss after suffering.It has been nearly a year since I returned to Olanna.The old man was lame and blind in his right eye.But it was a blessing to be able to come back alive.

Leaning on crutches, he slowly stepped into the familiar old castle gate, looking around with emotion.The castle is still the same, the scenery is still the same, and there is the lush morning flower tree.The old man rarely had a smile on his lips. He looked at the giant tree that had grown for nearly a thousand years. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw his grandson, Senlan Noble Model, competing with Turanzo's apprentice to climb the tree.

……

And Senlan still won.

Defeat countless chaotic species and undead.The Lich's old man almost had a myocardial infarction from anger, his eyes turned black and he collapsed to the ground.