MTL - Close Combat Mage-Chapter 1 Strongest warrior

The roaring north wind, mixed with the blizzards of the sky, wreak havoc on the wilderness of this northern country, and the heavens and the earth merge into one. No dividing line was found, and the bare trees screamed screamingly in the cold wind, like a young girl encountered.

The noisy alleys of the past seem to be particularly depressed and deserted. Pedestrians were scarce. Occasionally a person came by and was fully armed, covering his head to toe tightly, revealing only two black holes in his eyes. Like a mysterious masked killer, but the bloated cotton coat, and the killer as light as a bird in stark contrast.

Winter in the north makes people feel extremely depressed, as if all beings are hibernating. The days of dripping into ice also make people's thinking slow. If there is nothing to do, most people stay at home, rarely go out, and people become more lazy.

In the low thatched hut, Soga sat quietly on the wooden bed, his hands cleverly flipped, and a stream of water with the thickness of his thumb constantly shuttled between his hands. This was his only toy and his closest. Partners.

Keke ...

A few low-pitched coughs rang from the next room. Although obviously suppressed, but still did not escape Soga's sensitive ears, his hands stretched slightly, and the long current miraculously followed Soga. His hands retracted and disappeared magically.

He jumped out of the wooden bed smartly, walked out of the room, went to the iron pot on the stove, poured a glass of boiling water, carefully held it, and walked to the next room ...

In the room, the weak woman leaned against the pillow weakly, her right hand pressed against the soft chest, her brows frowned tightly, her face was full of painful expressions, but all of this happened quickly when Soga pushed the door. He was converged, the pain on his face disappeared instantly, his expression and posture, just like Begonia waking up at the beginning of his spring sleep.

Gently walked to the bed: "Mom ... is your illness better? Should we call a doctor to see, these days, you seem to have a worse cough."

The woman gently reached out her right hand, and gently stroked her son's dark hair, saying petitly: "No need not ... Mom is okay, and it will be fine in a few days."

After frowning, Suga looked at her mother suspiciously, put the cup against her left hand, measured the temperature, and put the cup in front of the woman: "Drink some water, mom. After drinking the water, I want to listen to you again Tell the story of Dad. "

The woman took the cup comfortably, and the woman took a sip, moistened her throat, and smiled, "I want to hear the story of my dad, no problem ... But you have to show your mother how your skills are Now, if you practice well, mother will tell you! "

Soga brightened her eyes excitedly, spreading her hands to the sides, a coiled body, the thickness of her wrists, and a current of nearly ten meters long, quickly appeared around Soga's body, miraculously circling around Soga.

Nodded, the woman looked at the baby son expectantly: "Well, now you can start performing, let mother see, what is your control of the water flow!"

Nodded, Soga danced with both hands, confidently controlling the nearly ten meters of water around her body, dancing juggling like a joke. Soga has absolute confidence in controlling the flow of water. Since his fifth birthday, his mother taught him the game, he has been practicing every day. Today, it has been a full three years, and the flow of water has been with him. Together, like arms and fingers, do whatever you want.

After a while, Soga closed her hands, and the long, light blue water stream retracted into his hands. Without knowing where she was going, Soga looked proudly. Soga said firmly: "Relax, Mom, So In the future, Jia will be the greatest fighter like Dad! "

Hearing her son's words, the woman nodded bitterly, warrior? Is it possible for a water master to become a powerful warrior? Looking at his son apologetically, the woman knows that the son is a water-controller and is more suitable as a mage. If he targets soldiers, it is difficult to achieve success. The weak water cannot kill the enemy, even if he is condensed. As the water turns into ice, it can't compete with the fire control fighters.

Going to the bed, Soga took off her shoes, crawled on her mother's bed, nestled in her mother's fragrant and warm arms, and coquettishly said, "Okay, mom, now ... you can tell me the story of my dad!"

Hey……

A woman sighed secretly, the woman knew that the reason why the son wanted to be a warrior was because she often told him the story of his father. The child's father was a powerful fire fighter. Unfortunately, the child's ability, but Not with his father, but with his mother, a water-controller!

Looking at the son nestled in her arms, the woman tightened her arms and hugged her son more firmly. The euphemistic story began ...

The light of the setting sun softly shot through the window. The story is over. Soga dreamily looked out of the dim window and muttered, "Mom ... why didn't Dad come back? When will he come? Come back, I want to see him! "

The son ’s words made the woman ’s nose sore and almost burst into tears. As the strongest fighter nearby, on the sixth day of marriage, the child ’s father left with his partner. This walk was nine years. He even I don't know, he already has a son, his son is eight years old, maybe ... not only the son, he even forgot this wife!

The woman's arms are even tighter. Now ... she only has her son and her life dependent, but ... the son is eight years old and it's time to go to school.

The woman became serious, lowered her head, looked at her son in her arms, and frowned anxiously. In a few days, it was time for college admissions. Although she did not want her son to leave herself, but for the future of her son, she It is impossible to selfishly leave my son with me.

This is not the biggest problem. The most embarrassing thing for her is that as a water-controller, her son is determined to become a strongest fighter. Not to mention whether this choice is good or not, it will certainly not be accepted by the college alone. what!

The woman looked at her son tentatively: "Soga, listen to my mother, it ’s okay to be a warrior, let ’s be a noble mage, you know, there are a lot of beautiful little sisters in the water system mage, and I wo n’t be afraid that no one will be there You played! "

"No! Don't!" Soga shook her head sharply when she heard her mother's words, and said firmly: "Soga has already decided. Soga must become the strongest fighter on the mainland. She must not be a mage, only The little girl is a mage. "

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The woman frowned anxiously when she heard her son's words. A water-controller, who wanted to be a warrior, would never accept it. Although an eight-year-old child has the opportunity to enter the college, the college's admission standards It is extremely strict. There are only one hundred places per year in the living area of ​​one million people.

Looking at his son in embarrassment, the woman knew that in the thousands of years before, no water-controller could be a powerful warrior. Based on this, no matter how good his son's talent was, the college would not Received.

Women know that their son's talents are not particularly outstanding, but control of water. Because they have been training since childhood, they have skills that no ordinary person can match. Women have never seen anyone and can control the flow of water so magically. Even the greatest Water Master is not.

Although the son has only practiced for three years, these three years are the fastest growing years for his son. The realm reached by the cultivation in these three years, even if it takes 30 years to work hard, he still ca n’t reach it. Miss After this time, one can never control the water flow so freely.