Chapter 69 017: Potato Stew with Beef

In the yard, Luo Xi held an old wooden staff and guided the stardust powder to leave rune tracks on the ground. A large magic circle covering the entire yard gradually formed.

This is a ring magic circle, that is, a wizard-level magic circle that can cast wizard-level spells.

The magic circle is a special subject. Wizards can use the magic circle to cast powerful spells that are not of their own level. This is because the magic power of the magic circle comes from preset magic materials such as magic stones, rather than from the wizard himself. During the entire casting process, the wizard's magic power only plays a role in driving the magic circle.

But it doesn't mean that an apprentice can easily use high-level spells that can destroy the world through magic circles, because there are limitations on the mental power to guide the magic circle and the knowledge to control the magic circle.

When activating a magic circle, the wizard must use his own mental power to guide the circle and activate the complicated runes on it. This part of the mental power needs to come from the wizard himself. In addition, to control the magic circle, one also needs to understand the operating principles of the spell, the rune arrangement and combination, the activation sequence and other related knowledge.

Without sufficient knowledge accumulation, it is impossible to activate a complete magic circle and a sufficient amount of magic stones in front of you.

Luo Xi passed all the magic knowledge courses with full marks. In addition to his own hobby of studying and reading, he also quickly mastered a lot of knowledge that he did not have time to learn at the moment through the system. The magic knowledge he accumulated was definitely second to none among the apprentices.

The magic circle in front of him was a typical example. It was a wizard-level spell that an ordinary apprentice could not even activate, but Luo Xi was able to draw it independently.

Soon, the last rune was drawn and the magic circle was completely closed, indicating that the drawing of the magic circle was completed.

"Completed one effort to draw a magic circle, time point +13 days."

“Huh~”

Luo Xi breathed a sigh of relief. A formal ring spell was still too difficult for him who was only at the apprentice level to draw.

But it's finally done.

Through this magic circle, he can expand the coverage of Oblivion to the surrounding area. The residents who have seen him and know him will all forget him, and from then on, he will no longer exist in their lives, and all traces of his existence will be completely erased.

in,

Also including Luo Xi's parents and family.

Old man Joey came over and asked, "Will you not think about it again? It's easy to forget, but it's not easy to remember again."

Luo Xi nodded without hesitation: "It will happen sooner or later."

After all, wizards and humans are not in the same world. Such differences include differences in life, time, and latitude.

A few decades may be just a meditation for a wizard, but for humans it is enough to complete their entire life.

After coming back this time, he could personally feel his parents' longing and worry for him. No matter who he was or where he was born, it is impossible for parents to let go of their concern and longing for their children.

In the future, he will still stay in the wizarding world for a long time. He doesn't know when he will come back next time. Three years? Five years? Ten years? Or even longer.

Are we going to let our parents spend their days in longing and worrying about us during this long wait? Instead of longing, it is better to forget.

Without worries and longings, there will be no more anxiety and concern, and their lives will be happier.

And I will also protect them in other ways.

Luo looked in the direction of his parents and smiled: "I hope that next time I come here, I will see a healthy and prosperous couple walking leisurely in the afterglow of the sunset, or leisurely watching a stage play in the square to while away the time, and when facing a stranger like me who asks for water, they will warmly and cheerfully give me a glass of water."

"Instead of standing at the city gate with a sad face, from dawn to dusk, day after day, rain or shine, wasting the rest of your life in this endless waiting."

Old man Joey nodded: "You are right."

After a pause, he asked, "So, no more goodbyes?"

"Goodbye?"

Luo Xi actually wanted to pinch his brother's chubby cheeks again, eat his mother's beef stew with potatoes again, and ask Hunter for advice on how to polish the soles of his shoes. There were so many things he wanted to do.

so.

He shook his head firmly: "No need."

Joey nodded: "Okay, let's get started, I'll help you keep an eye on it."

Luo Xi walked into the magic circle, held the old wooden staff tightly in both hands and raised it upwards, and began to chant a spell.

As the spell was chanted, the runes under his feet were lit up one after another, the tracks circled and the lines connected, eventually forming a large hexagram magic circle.

“Hoohoo!~”

A strong wind blew, causing Luo Xi's cloak to flutter and her black hair to fly.

Beams of azure blue light flew up from the magic circle, dancing around Luo Xi and flying high into the sky, just like the fireworks lit above a summer bonfire dinner, extremely brilliant.

The beam of light flew high into the sky, and then exploded with a loud bang, turning into countless dense blue spots of light that fell from the sky, creating a blue light rain.

The wonderful rain of light fell on every eaves, rubble, long streets, streams, and flew into every house.

Under the influence of this mysterious light spot, all traces of Rohit Herat gradually disintegrated and disappeared, and were erased from everyone's memory. From then on, this person no longer existed on this land.

He took a last look in the direction of his home. From then on, he no longer had a home.

Holding the staff tightly, he completed the final spell with determination.

"Oblivion is emptiness."

The next day, the sun rose from the other side of the mountain as usual, and the warm morning light shone into the room through the window.

"Yawn~"

Hunter the shoemaker yawned and got up from the bed.

"Sally, it's time to make breakfast."

He pushed his wife beside him, then got up from the bed and walked to the yard.

Yesterday he promised his son Al that he would make him a pair of leather boots. Although it was too early for a six-year-old child to wear such nice boots, he had already promised and there was nothing he could do about it.

After all, this is his only son.

"Knock knock knock!" Just as I arrived at the gate of the yard, there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Here it comes!”

Hunter wondered who would come to make boots so early in the morning, but he still agreed and walked quickly to open the door.

On the street outside the door, there was a row of gorgeous carriages, guarded by a team of soldiers in distinctive armor. A middle-aged man in a long gown stood at the door, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Hunter was startled: "Ah, Lord Earl!"

The person standing outside the door was none other than Count Brock, the supreme ruler of North Wind City.

Count Bullock smiled amiably and said, "Is it not disturbing you?"

Hunter quickly made way for the door: "How could that be? It is an honor for the shoemaker that you come here. Please come in, come in quickly."

"Sally! Sally! Get up quickly, the Earl is here!"

While he was busy inviting the count into the house, he was urging his wife to get up.

Count Brock's gaze remained on the room. Since he entered the room, his eyes had been looking around, as if he was looking for something.

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He asked, "Are you the only one at home now?"

Hunter replied puzzledly, "And my family."

Brock asked, "Family?"

Hunter nodded, "My wife Sally, and my son Al, what's wrong?"

The Count breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he shook his head: "No, nothing."

After a pause, Brock continued: "I came here today to entrust you with something, and I hope you won't refuse."

Hunter asked, "Do you need a pair of boots repaired? No problem, the shoemaker is always happy to help you."

Brock shook his head. "No, not the boots."

After a pause, he got straight to the point and said, "I recently bought a manor and need someone reliable and trustworthy to help me take care of it. I think you are the right person, Hunter."

"Ah?!" Hunter was stunned.

Brock smiled, took off the glove on his right hand, and then patted Hunter on the shoulder: "Tell your wife that I will send someone to pick you up in a while. You don't need to bring anything. Food, clothing, housing and transportation have been prepared there."

"Father."

At this moment, a childish voice came from behind, and a little girl rubbed her eyes and walked into the room. She looked about five or six years old, wearing a beautiful little dress, and was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Brock pulled the little girl into his arms lovingly: "Are you awake?"

The little girl nodded: "Yeah."

Bullock then introduced Hunter: "This is my daughter, Margaret."

After a pause, he asked, "I remember your son is about the same age, right? What's his name?"

Hunter said dully, "Al, sir."

Brock nodded. "Al? That's a great name. They are both about the same age. If you don't mind, let them be playmates."

Hunter couldn't believe his ears. A shoemaker's son was allowed to be a playmate for the earl's daughter?

I'm not awake yet, am I?

At this moment, Al also came out of the house, so the count patted his daughter Margaret and said, "Go, go and meet your new friends. I have taught you."

Margaret ran over, lifted her skirt and saluted childishly: "My name is Margaret, may I meet you, Your Excellency?"

Al was still a little confused, but things between kids weren't that complicated, and they became familiar with each other in just a few words.

"Let's go play."

The two children ran out the door hand in hand.

Hunter jumped up in a hurry, chased after him and warned: "Al, take good care of the lady!"

After a pause, he began to look for his wife again, "Sally, Sally, where are you? Go and look after the two children! They are the Earl's daughters!"

After some searching, Sally was finally found in the kitchen.

At this moment, she was standing in front of the table, staring at it, motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

Hunter was stunned, walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sally looked at the table with empty eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.

She murmured, "I don't know what happened, but I always feel like I forgot something, something very important."

"in the end."

"What is it?"

On the wooden table was a pot of beef stew with potatoes.

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