Destroyer of Ice and Fire

Red Copper Mine No. 3, Coloring Town Mining Area, South of the Kingdom of Archie.

“Damn... and this one should be enough...”

Deep in the mine, he died of sweaty Irene grabbing the iron in his hand, supporting his body about to fall, and breathing.

This is a skinny teenager with a slightly green, naive face filled with dirt, but the eyes under dark inky eyebrows appear extraordinarily bright, even at this time biting the ore in front of him, still shining with sunshine and optimism.

“Son of a bitch, that's it! ”

Suddenly, a resolute look flashed through his eyes.

“Shout!” With a loud whistle, all his attention was focused on his hands, and through the air it seemed that there were many invisible particles gathering in his hand, already exhausted, he suddenly swung the iron again, smashing it down!

“When!”

A splash of sparks.

The falling ore on the mine walls finally fell.

“Seeing the power of my awakening, I've finally dug up enough ore, ha...”

Erin's proud cheer first erupted in the dark mine.

Next thing I know, he screams, "Ah! My foot! ”

In the distant mineral tunnels, there was a laugh: “Erin, this little guy, accidentally fell on his foot by the ore he had pryed down. ”

“Ha ha, this is the third time this month, two more times can break last month's record. ”

“Couldn't you have been more careful and hit your foot again? ”

When dusk fell, a thin figure appeared at the exit of the mine. He was all sweaty and tired and could not straighten himself out. Both arms were almost as soft as noodles. Erin walked out of the mining area limping and back to the seemingly ruined town of Coloring, where he walked into the only hospital in the town, Aunt Emma's Hospital.

“Aunt Emma, I'm coming. ”

“Little Erin, is the old liar still alive?” Normally, people in town greet him with these words, and Aunt Emma greets him today.

“I want him dead too, but he's alive. ”

“If you hadn't bought him medicine and kept him, he would have died all these years. ”

“But you can't watch him die, can you? ”

“So where do you want him to die... hey, what happened to your foot, didn't I remember when you came yesterday already? Did you hit your foot again today? ”

“Cough... cough... no, old wounds recur... old wounds recur...”

Erin, depressed and ashamed, walked out of the hospital with a pack of pills, “Are the old liars still the same? Little Erin, you accidentally hit your foot again, next time remember to be careful” in the sound of concern, went back to your own home.

His home is beneath a dirt slope to the south of the town, with a small bamboo fenced yard.

An elderly man with white hair is sitting next to a rudimentary stone table in the courtyard as Erin pushes open the squeaky courtyard door.

This elderly man is tall, he just looks sick, and his skin is covered with marks from all ages. He looks very old. His clothes, like Erin's, are made from a mine bag that can no longer be seen in its original colour. The difference is that he still looks clean on his body.

“Haha...” As soon as he saw Erin limping and turning, the old man stunned, laughing with his stomach and his body creaking up: “It is still inevitable...”

“Where did you come from, it's time to take your medicine! ”

Erin threw the medicine bag in the arms of the old man who was happy with the disaster, and then sat down on his ass, even though his hands were not dirty, picked up a piece of hard bread on the stone table and chewed it up, whilst mumbling depressingly: “With fewer and fewer ore in the mine, it is now harder and harder to dig it. ”

“But I've woken up, and even if it gets harder and harder in the future, there should be no problem feeding both of us.” After eating two bites of bread, Erin's depressed face swept away and was somewhat proud.

“What a strange thing, it took me so many years to find the guy, to be so happy and optimistic in such an environment. ”

The old man smiled with a squint of his eyes and glanced at Erin's hands, which seemed too soft to lift, saying: “It looks like you can't help it today, but I remember telling you many times that if your strength and spirit have reached the limit, then acting more vigorously can put a heavy burden on your body. In serious cases, you may die. ”

“I'm still going to feed myself and you old liar...” Eileen snorted, “and used it occasionally. ”

“Well, messy, weird teenager. Now that you've awakened, you've done it again.” The old man smiled slightly, "and it was time to tell you the truth. ”

Erin looked at the old man and said, "What truth? Are you dying? ”

“Son of a bitch... do you want me to die? ”

“That's not true, I'm sad I can't afford a cemetery. ”

“You bastard, you listen to me now. I've finished my exams and trials for you, and tomorrow you can get ready to go to St. Dawn's College. ”

“Trials and trials? Cough...” Erin choked on dry bread and coughed up. “Old liar, what are you trying to say? ”

The old man looked at Erin and said, "Well, let's start with the old liar. Why do you call me an old liar? ”

“That's because seven years ago, when I picked you up, you said you'd teach me how to be a great magician, but for seven years you just ate and lazy and didn't teach me any training methods. That's why everyone's used to calling you an old liar.” Erin also glanced at the old man and said depressingly: “Looks like you have a really bad brain today, actually asking me such a question. ”

The old man smiled slightly: "But if you said I was a lazy old liar, why didn't you throw me away? ”

“Nobody will raise you without you, and even if you find a cat or dog, you can't just throw it away and starve it to death, right? ”

“You idiot compared me to a cat and a dog.” The old man shook his head in vain, "did you ever wonder what the name of Coloring Town was in the south? Forgotten Abandoned Town! Since the completion of iron ore mining in Cololin, only marginal red copper mines have remained, a territory that even the most despicable lords are reluctant to choose, and only some old miners and old townspeople who cannot earn a living outside will choose to remain here. Even a homeless homeless bum beggar old man wouldn't come through a deserted mine, would he? And on a cold, snowy night! ”

The night has come and the stars have sparkled.

Half-crossed bread fell off Erin's mouth.

“That makes sense.” Erin looks at an old man who does look a little different than he did when he was in peace, "Old Kings, are you serious? ”

“You can see I'm serious, or you won't call me Old Kings, you'll just call me an old liar. ”

“Are you really a magician?” Erin couldn't believe herself and then shook her head again: “No way! Conspiracy, there's definitely a conspiracy. If you really want to teach me how to be a great magician on the continent, as you said, why don't you teach me how to train my body and martial arts for the last seven years? ”

“Because the magician's power was determined from the beginning by the same most basic thing. ”

“The most basic thing like this is the power of bloodline! ”

Old Kings' face shows a proud look, and his tone is becoming more and more exciting and fanatical: “A pure giant bloodline, born with amazing physical strength and immense strength. Pure Orc bloodline, naturally possessed of the power of fanaticism, with incredible instantaneous burst power! Pure Pokémon bloodline, extremely agile, moves like wind, and is naturally highly focused, applying surgery to far more than normal people. As for all kinds of dragon bloodlines, the strength of the body and the surgical power that can be applied, it is even more powerful! ”

“In that case, you've been telling me that 20 times in two months.” Erin's depressing voice rang: “And what does it have to do with me? I'm just an ordinary human bloodline. Looks like you're ill. It's time to take your pills. ”

“You idiot! ”

Although it is clear that Erin is a strange teenager who cannot be inferred from common sense, the generous and exciting narrative is interrupted by a phrase like Erin, and Old Kings still can't help but have some impulse to vomit blood: “I've told you many times, the power of all kinds of blood is equivalent to all kinds of extra talents. Pure human blood, though it doesn't have any unique blood power, blends best with other blood veins! After the Battle of the Dragon, many powerful pure bloodlines have been dwindled, many bloodlines have merged many times, and the power of the bloodlines has even disappeared to this day. In a situation where the vast majority of magicians do not have particularly powerful blood forces from the beginning, a magician with strong blood forces from the beginning can naturally stand out easily in such an age! ”

“But does this really have anything to do with me...” Erin's weak voice rang again.

Old Kings couldn't help but get angry and said, “Can't you just think about it a little bit? Speaking of which, I don't understand. For the past seven years, the hard life I've brought you, including some of the stories I've told you, the stories I've heard, the training I've given you. Every tiny molecule in your body is already in a state of extreme thirst, with long periods of inadequate nutrients and extreme exhaustion every day. So you're thinner than your peers, you look two years younger than them, and you didn't wake up until you were this age, but because of this, your body will certainly be many times stronger than the average person if it absorbs the power of other blood veins! ”

Erin looked so happy: “I get it. ”

Old Kings took a breath and thought Erin would finally say what he wanted to say next.

“I get it!” But Erin's next sentence almost knocked him out: “Old Kings, you pervert! Not only have you cheated on your child's feelings, the only thing you've done in seven years is destroy your child's body! ”