The wood mage and the native brother

Fino Ignaz's last bit of consciousness before falling into darkness, still in the scuffle in Decria.

Ignaz is a middle-level mage with wood talent, but wood mages are not as powerful as fire and gold mages, and they are not as powerful as water and earth mages in defense. Even the healing power is far away. Far inferior to the mage of the light department, he is famous for his thin skin and brittle blood in the Noah continent.

Even if Ignaz is already a seventh-level middle-level mage, if he meets a fifth-level fire mage with the same attributes, he will only be injured by the one-hit fireball technique.

Unexpectedly, Ignaz was not only injured, but also directly knocked out.Could it be that while the magic power of the wood mage advanced, the degree of thin skin and blood brittleness also rose sharply?

Ignaz couldn't help showing a wry smile.

During this period of coma, Ignaz also woke up in a daze several times. However, at that time, the little magic power left in his body due to the melee was automatically operating to repair his damaged body. Ignaz was forced to fell into a deep sleep.

However, during the short few times, Ignaz vaguely saw a black-haired boy applying medicine to himself.Although the wood element in the potion is not so pure and deep, it is also a subsidy for Ignaz, who is in extreme shortage of magic power.

Fortunately, this place is still full of wood elements, and the magic power in Ignaz's body is automatically absorbed. With the addition of potions, it was not until just now that Ignaz had stored enough magic power to keep his mind awake.

However, because he was injured by a mage with the anti-phase attribute, even if the magic pool in Ignaz's body automatically absorbed the external wood elements to supplement and repair, the injury would take a while to heal.Coupled with the lack of magic power, during this period, Ignaz has advanced from thin-skinned blood brittle to "very thin-skinned blood brittle".

But thinking of the black-haired boy who had vaguely seen several times while in a coma, lowering his head and carefully applying medicine to his wound, Ignaz didn't feel a little uneasy.

When Ignaz finally regained consciousness from the coma, when he opened his eyes, he saw the black-haired boy hugging him from the side. It seemed that the medicine had been applied, and the black-haired boy gently laid him flat and left. Get up.

Probably because his mind was still confused, Ignaz subconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes.

The young man seemed to be taken aback by his sudden movement, and jumped two steps away with a scream. The light and fragile Ignaz was dragged out like this, and the wound was inadvertently involved, and Finuo couldn't help but groan.

The young man hurried forward, looking at Ignaz with concern with a pair of pure black eyes, Ignaz's heart moved slightly.

In the Noah Continent, although Ignaz also has close people, but the mages are busy traveling around the continent to find treasures. Even blood relatives rarely meet each other, let alone get along so close.

Ignaz couldn't help but scrutinized the boy, only to notice that the boy's hair color and pupil color were exactly the same jet black, and his face looked a little strange.

As the mage of the Temple of Light, Ignaz was ordered to travel across half of the Noah Continent to preach. He has seen all the twelve races on the continent, and no race has black hair or pupils, let alone black.

What's more, the people in Noah's Continent all have high noses and deep eyes. This is the first time I've seen Ignaz like a boy, which is really strange.

The boy was not in a hurry if he didn't get an answer from Ignaz. He reached out and touched the white cloth around Fino's waist, and asked another question with concern, but Ignaz was a little puzzled.

What race's language was this? He couldn't understand it at all.

However, among the twelve races in Noah's Continent, none of Ignaz could speak their language.Fortunately, all races on the Noah Continent communicate with each other. For the convenience of communication, a common language emerged among the twelve races.

Ignaz hit his chest with his right fist, and lowered the mage's noble head, grateful and respectful,

"Thank you for helping me, Lord Artes, please allow me, Fino Ignaz, to serve you with all my loyalty and repay your kindness to me."

In Noah's Continent, most of the mages walked alone until they died alone.No one would lend a helping hand to an injured stranger, either because he was worried that he would swindle his wounds to kill and rob him, or because he had evil intentions to kill and plunder.

However, once someone rescues with kindness, the rescued person must offer his most precious things in return.Otherwise, the rescued will be rejected by the god Artes, the god that all the creatures of the light camp in the Noah continent believe in, and at the same time rejected by the light camp in the entire Noah continent.

But for the proud and self-confident mages, what is more precious than their freedom.It is precisely because of this that even some mages would rather die than be restricted by people when they are not close to death.

But not Ignaz, who valued his own life more than anything else.

And anyone who can get such a sincere oath from an intermediate mage will agree.Although wood mages are thin-skinned and brittle, they have an outstanding affinity for vitality. From some perspectives, their abilities are even stronger than mages of any other type.

Ignaz fully expected that the black-haired boy would eagerly agree with joy, but unexpectedly, the boy uttered a syllable that he couldn't understand again with a concerned face.

Fino Ignaz suddenly felt a little puzzled.

Did he hear wrong or...

Is there still No. 13 unknown races in the Noah Continent?

Ignaz frowned.

He remembered being knocked out in Decria City, so how could he wake up and appear in such a strange place where there is no common language?

Seeing the same confused and surprised face of the black-haired boy, uneasiness gradually brewed in Ignaz's heart.

Maybe it was because his voice was too low and the speed of his speech was too fast, it may not be that the boy couldn't hear clearly.

Ignaz forcibly collected himself, and repeated his oath slowly and reverently.

The black-haired boy opposite was still dazed.

Ignaz's heart sank suddenly, and he couldn't help but wanted to get up, but was dragged down by the wound and fell back on the bed with a "hiss".

The young man hurriedly leaned forward and carefully supported Fei Nuo to lie down, his dark pupils were full of worry.

Ignaz didn't care about these, his mind was in chaos.

What exactly is this place?Who brought him here?What do you want to use him for?

Ignaz had to make the worst guess.In Noah's Continent, killing people and taking goods is very common.Or was his identity discovered, so he was imprisoned, and only such a person who did not understand the language was sent to guard him to prevent him from escaping?

However, he is living well now, the magic robe is still there, and even the wounds on his body are treated with potions. Ignaz really can't think of any robber or...

would be so kind.

not to mention……

Ignaz couldn't help raising his eyes to take a deep look at the boy, the concern and worry in the black pupils were not fake.

The boy didn't know what Finuo was thinking, and pointed to the outside of the house as if he was about to go out. Ignaz nodded, just in time, let him sort out his thoughts alone.

The boy turned and went out the door. The moment he opened the door, Ignaz saw the dense green trees outside the door, with branches covering the sky and the sun, flourishing and tall.

Ignaz's brows furrowed even tighter.

The surrounding magical elements are extremely low, even if the wood elements are higher, it is only a relative term.The magic power in Ignaz's body is always running automatically. Apart from absorbing external elements to replenish himself, he can also perceive life force and its distribution.

Ever since he woke up in this wooden house, Ignaz knew that there should be a forest outside the house, and it was a forest with thin magic power and dead leaves.

In Noah's Continent, only the woods that have entered the end of life will have such weak magic power.

However, the moment the boy left the house, Ignaz could see it clearly—the canopy was towering and the branches and leaves were luxuriant.

how can that be? ! !

And medicine.

Ignaz rubbed the wound on his waist through the white cloth. Now that he thought about it, the magic factor in the potion was pitifully low.Even the elemental factors of various systems permeating the air all the time are so weak that they can hardly be felt at this moment.

Ignaz's heart suddenly set off a stormy sea.

Abnormal language, abnormal appearance, abnormal environment...everything made Fei Nuo couldn't help but assume a terrible guess.

Is he still in the Noah Continent now?

If it is true as he guessed...

Ignaz raised his arms to cover his face, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help revealing a very shallow and very shallow smugness.

That's really good.

Fuck him Artus.

……

Although he probably guessed a little bit about his situation, Ignaz still needs to confirm it, but this is not a top priority.The most urgent task is to restore the magic power as much as possible first, otherwise, with his frail body that makes things worse, he is really a useless person.

Fortunately, there is still that black-haired boy.

Thinking of this, Ignaz became even more determined in his heart.He has made an oath to the god Artes, and will be by his side forever from then on.

Although this place may not be Noah's Continent anymore, but the God of Atres, Ignaz will never insult the mage's faith and dignity, and violate the oath.

Even for the sake of the boy, Ignaz must recover his magic power as soon as possible and guard him by his side.

However, there were sly ripples in the dark green eyes as deep as a pool.

Before the boy came back, Ignaz lay quietly on the bed and tried his best to meditate and capture every wood factor he could feel.In the depths of the body, a hair-thin dark green magic flow is silently flowing through every blood vessel, repairing the damage.Occasionally, flickering green elements would sink into it, and would soon be swallowed up, engulfed together and trickling in the blood vessels.

The cloth-covered thin-soled shoes stepped on the loose soil and fallen leaves, making a rustling sound, and the season lamp grabbed a branch and picked off the two reddish fruits at the top.

Logically speaking, if a man is injured, he should have a drink and a good tonic, and at worst he should fill his stomach.But not to mention the presence of the sharp-eyed old lady Fang, Ji Deng couldn't get any food from Ji's family, even Ji Deng himself, couldn't keep paying for this man's food and drink.

A day or two, Ji Deng can still grit his teeth, what if this person drags on for a month or two, and Ji Xiaomei is waiting to eat, Ji Deng will always refuse to spend all his savings on him.

However, Ji Deng set up a few simple small traps and dug a few holes before, but it's a pity that the mountain is so big, and the traps he set are also wild ones. Once out of ten times, he can catch a chicken or a rabbit It's not bad.

If you catch it, as it was cold in the past few days, if you can store food, Ji Deng and Ji Xiaomei will be able to pad their stomachs for several days.However, it will not work now that spring has returned to warmth.