I don't date non-humans

The location of the holy election was the only church in Wind Whisper City.

Round white roof, red painted walls.Several black ravens hovered above the statues representing the holy gods.

Wind Whisper City is the closest city to Basuo's Misty Corridor.

Standing on the city wall on a sunny day, you can see the misty black mist covering the continuous jungle, spreading upwards with claws and claws, and disappearing in the direction where the ridge falls.

According to legend, Edith, the goddess of wisdom and magic power, persuaded Solmira, the god of light, to stop the expansion of darkness:

"When the darkness is utterly killed, that is when the light disappears."

But what if the darkness completely swallowed the light?

Chi Diao thought to himself.

The tall statue of the god kept a cold smile.

Silent.

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The gods disappeared, and the favored human beings possessed extraordinary talents.

They are revered as mages.

Holy election is the way to select these favored ones in the country of Basso.

There is a circle of six or seven-year-old children around Chi Diao, and the older ones are only eight or nine years old.

Holy Election is open to Basso children from the age of six to 13, but most parents have great expectations for it.Almost every child and every pair of parents has had the fantasy of soaring to the sky.

Only a few are favored by the gods.

The wobbly children obeyed the command and lined up. Chi Diao consciously stood at the last one, and reached out to help Xiaodouding who was about to fall in front of him.

The child was wearing a hollowed-out miniature mage robe with a neatly tied belt. He turned his head and snorted coldly, then muttered ignorantly.

The general idea is that he is a genius who is hard to come by in his family in a century. He has the dual talents of gold and fire. He can be promoted to an intermediate mage at the age of 12. He doesn't even bother to be with these poor children.

Very much like a magister.

It's just that his legs are short, and every time he lifts his feet, he always steps on his hem.So he kept twisting and turning.

Chi Diao was worried, so he couldn't help reaching out to help the child's shoulders.

Of course the little mage refused to be supported by him, so he swayed back and forth to hide.

Even the whole team swayed like a snake that couldn't walk.

The drunken snake followed the guidance and entered the room, and then scattered into a ball.

Before Chi Diao, I heard Eleanor talk to him in detail.The talent test is to teleport these children in a place with a fixed location of the teleportation array under the guidance of the space attribute magister.

As for what happened after teleportation, according to Eleanor, he was too poor in magic talent.Once in it was sent back.

Most people are like this.

The door of another fantasy world just blinked at them and then closed again and again, leaving no trace of pity.

A magister is telling them what to watch out for.

[System, are you there? ] Chi Diao called in his mind.

【Here I am. 】

[Does this body have the talent to become a magister? 】

[Do you want to have this talent? ] The system asked back.

【…】

Chi Diao didn't know what to say.

Before, I thought it was impossible, so I was free and easy.But now that he was asked to choose, he was hesitant.

He could grow up with the kids in Windwhispering, get a job in a bakery or a jewelry store, and spend his free time pruning that sycamore tree in the yard, or tidying up their fence.

Plant marigolds in front and back of the courtyard.

He thought again of the boy's cold hand in his arms at night, and the wish that would make stars shine in his eyes.

Those light gray eyes were full of innocent and exuberant ambition.

If he is stronger, can he help his boy achieve his wish?

He didn't have to take comfort and comfort from those cold coins night after night.You don't have to be busy with work and turnaround all day long, and you don't have to be beaten, scolded or slandered for it.

【I think. 】

want to protect you.

want to make you happy.

I want to tell you that as long as you want, my brother will help you get it.

The gorgeous power of space exploded along the drawn lines, and was re-gathered by the amplified power, and the ancient passage opened tremblingly.

Countless colored light spots flutter in the space.

From top to bottom, from left to right, everywhere, everywhere.

In the huge space, there is only a huge snow-white stone pillar going straight up, so sharp that it wants to pierce the space, and it is out of sight.

The deep abyss is dry and the sea is upside down.

Before Chi Diao regained his mind from this majestic momentum, he felt his body lighten.

The whole person was lifted up by many small white light spots, forming a pair of huge wings behind him, and flew towards the white pillar.

He looked down, and there were three other children who were also lifted up by the light spot.

Chi Diao settled down.

When he flew in further, he saw that the white pillar was covered with various carvings.

The human colony is as dense as an ant colony, and the densely packed people sometimes farm and sometimes eat.

A swordsman holding a long sword and a mage holding a staff are fighting, surrounded by skulls of dead people.

He flapped his wings behind him and flew upwards.

The higher you go, the rarer the human beings, the city is occupied by the forest, and the elves with pointed ears build beautiful tree houses in the forest.

The elves whispered around the elf mother tree.

When Chi Diao drew his mind to look behind him, only the little mage followed behind with barely flapping wings.

One of his wings is red and the other is golden.

A great fire followed on the white pillar, and the leaping flames burned almost all the forest.

Countless treants struggled and screamed in the fire.

Corpses are everywhere.

The fire lasted for a long time, and the carvings on the white pillars lasted for a long time.

But the wings behind him were still flapping.

"Enough." Chi Diao whispered to himself.

There were many small voices echoing him from behind.

[Not enough, it can be higher. 】

[We still have strength. 】

[I like you, it doesn't matter if you are tired. 】

[A little higher, a little higher. 】

The small white spots of light are chattering, the wings are still flapping, history is being reversed here.

Time moves forward rapidly backwards.

He saw the decline and prosperity of the Ents, the destruction and rebirth of the Angels.

Until he saw a pair of eyes just before the last bit of blue light dissipated.

Coming upstream from the most ancient time, empty and shocking.

It seems to have nothing, and it seems to contain everything.

The pond fish fell backwards into the abyss.

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When he woke up again, Chi Diao saw Eleanor sitting in front of the bed with swollen eyes.

A pair of gray eyes will be rubbed into red.

Chi Diao slowly sat up.

The little mouse with red eyes ran away like a cat.

A magister of the light department of the temple came to check his body immediately, and came to the conclusion that there was no serious problem.

The magister asked a few more words, and Chi Diao dealt with it absent-mindedly.

Eleanor never showed up,

Chi Diao, who couldn't help being sleepy, fell asleep again.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was already full of clouds.

Judging from the orientation of the houses outside, he is now in the church in Wind Whispering City.

There was a bowl of broth on the table beside him, and Chi Diao tried it with the back of his hand.

Well, it's still warm.

He caught a glimpse of a shadow passing by outside the open door.

All witnesses are available.

The room was very dark, the shadow was tightly attached to the wall on one side, and the light leaking in from the bottom of the door was obviously short.

It's just trying to cover up.

The little mouse didn't know that it had grabbed the tip of its tail, and could be lifted up with a little effort.

He thought he had hidden it well, so he carefully peeped in through the crack of the door.

The blond boy sat on the bed hugging the quilt, lowered his head in a very dull mood, and didn't intend to touch the bowl of soup for a long time.

Eleanor was circling anxiously outside.

How can you not eat?

Chi Diao lay down again as if tired, staring at the ceiling.

I really don't know how to take care of myself!

The boy sat up again and tested the temperature with the back of his hand.

The little mouse began to grit his teeth.

The hot temperature is just right, but it is getting cold after such a long time.

A slender and beautiful hand lifted the soup to his lips and took a sip.

Don't drink it, cold things will hurt your body more.

The little mouse frowned.

The boy shook his head and put down the soup again.

The little mouse flicked its tail happily outside.

It's okay, it's okay, I know that my brother is the smartest.

Let's sneak in and heat up the soup while my brother is asleep.

The boy on the bed thought for a while, then picked up the bowl again, and muttered to the bowl of broth:

"But this is the soup that Eleanor made especially for me. How can I not finish it?"

The little mouse wants to twist its tail into a twist.

My brother is so kind and gentle.Knowing that I was the best for him.

But the doctor specifically told me not to drink cold things.

No, no matter how important my brother is to himself, he can't do this.

Eleanor was ready to rush into the room at any moment.

The boy lay down clutching his stomach:

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable. It seems that I can't drink anymore."

Eleanor hastily raised her ears.

I have a bad stomach and drink indiscriminately!

Didn't the magister of light just said that my brother's health is fine!

"I'm so sleepy, I need to sleep first."

The boy who tossed and tossed turned over, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

Eleanor broke out in a sweat.

After making sure that the boy was asleep, he tiptoed into the room and hurriedly took away the bowl of cold soup.

When he was about to leave, his eyes were red again.

Brother, an idiot who can't even take care of his stomach, will definitely be bullied to death by outsiders if he leaves Ellie.

The boy lay on his side on the pillow, the bed was sunken, forming a comfortable arc.

Eleanor went to bed softly, knelt down beside the boy, and gently rubbed his stomach with one hand.

While rubbing, tears could not stop falling down.

Stupid brother, I will not be by your side in the future, who will treat you so well.

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You can get out of bed for pond fishing the next day.

It was just a symptom of fatigue, but he insisted on lying in bed for two days.

There are also intermediate healing techniques three times a day.

It may be because of the addition of an advanced magister talent, and the person has become a glass person.

The body of the magister is extremely delicate, so the quasi-magister himself also contracted the problem of frailty in advance.

Chi Diao smiled and rejected the request of the enthusiastic magister of the light department to check again, turned around and left the church, and sold the pile of bottles and jars brought out in the pharmacy.

Eleanor is not at home.

After a few days of not returning, the marigolds in the yard grew more and more recklessly, making people nowhere to go.

Chi Diao pinched off the leaves of a few crooked flowers, watered the flowers and trees, cleaned up the tattered furniture at home, and found that there were a lot of daily necessities in the house.

It seems that the name of this talent is not so useless.

Chi Fishing walked down the narrow street to the Seven Boars Tavern.

The tavern was as messy as ever.

The wild boar on the counter has three connected corks hanging from its ears today, and the earlobe is a bit drooping because of the weight.

After Chi Diao paid back the 30 bimes, the man's always frowning brows relaxed a little.

"This is the favorite time of the year for the dirty mercenaries. The hunting sanctuary outside the city is being closed. Of course, poaching is something that the ravens on the roof of the temple know. But only here A trading area that’s open for a while is a good place to be anytime.”

The melancholy wild boar drew a drawn-out note, swaying a glass of strangely colored frothy wine.

"There are surprises everywhere in life, and you will meet the one that belongs to you next to the tallest purple tent."

The author has something to say:

I wish the sweethearts will also meet their own surprises~ Also, the protagonist and Eleanor are not brothers.