Wizard of All Souls

cairo empire.

The town of Velo, Khanna province.

It's early spring, when all things come to life.

On a green grassland, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, accompanied by his servants, was hunting rabbits on horseback.

The young Sean bent his bow and aimed at the rabbit emerging from the cave in the distance.

shoot out.

In the middle of the rabbit's head.

The servant on the side quickly praised: "Master Sean, your archery has improved compared to last time."

It's just that Sean's face doesn't look very happy.

Sean threw the bow and arrow to the servant, "Let's go back."

"It hasn't been long since you came out?"

"Shouldn't you hunt a little longer?"

"There are a lot of rabbits today, maybe you can hunt more than twenty of them?"

Sean ignored the servant's words, and rode away directly, and the servant could only quickly follow behind.

Sean is in really good form today.

There are a lot of prey and the shots are accurate. It will definitely be a bumper harvest if it continues.

He left early.

Rather, he has been depressed for the past two days.

Originally, I wanted to go hunting to relax, but I didn't expect that not only did my mood not improve, but it even worsened.

Sean looked up at the castle in the distance, which was his home.

"Lila has successfully entered the Nice Academy."

Although Lila was born in a baron family, and his father was only a knight, Lila was his good friend, and the two grew up together as brothers.

They practice together, study together, and progress together.

Their childhood dream was to enter Nice College and become a student of Nice College.

Five days earlier, Lila had come to say goodbye to him.

"Lila was quasi-knight a year ago."

"Now I have successfully joined the Nice College."

"We are one step closer to our childhood dream of becoming a great knight."

"Billa, what about me?"

Sean looked at the legs he had attached to the horse, and he didn't know how many times he wanted to chop them off.

I think he was a genius back then.

All the changes happened when he was ten years old.

It was also early spring.

Also hunting.

He was chasing a wounded elk into a dense forest.

Because the trees were too dense for the horse to pass, he dismounted and followed the blood trail.

Then, unfortunately, he stepped on a trap set by the hunter and became limping on both legs.

From now on, I can only sit in a wheelchair at home and be pushed around.

Hunting can only be fixed on the horse's back with ropes, and servants must be around to take care of it. The horse can't bear to run faster.

"Can I still be a knight in this life?"

Although his legs were disabled, he still did not give up the practice of breathing.

He finally became a reserve knight a month ago.

"Hehe, a fifteen-year-old reserve knight."

"If you want to become a quasi-knight, it will probably take ten or twenty years, right?"

"Because I can't do many movements in the breathing method, I will never be a formal knight in my life, let alone a great knight."

Sean grimaced.

He really wanted to accept his fate, and he told himself countless times that he would never be a great knight in his life.

Even though he is lame, it is still easy if he just wants to live a stable life without worrying about food and clothing.

He can entrust his dream of becoming a great knight to the next generation.

"Is it really good?"

"Recently, my mother has started trying to find a wife for me."

"Perhaps getting married and having children is also a good choice?"

While he was thinking wildly, he had already arrived in front of the castle before he knew it.

"Um?"

Notice the extra carriages in the castle.

He asked the people beside him, "Is there any guest here?"

"Master Laman is back." The servant replied.

"What? Father is back? Why didn't you inform me?" Sean immediately became excited.

His father is the knight he longed for, a powerful adventurer, and the goal he has been pursuing and studying.

The father who hadn't returned for several years finally came back?

and--

"Father keeps saying that he is looking for a potion that can heal my legs. I wonder if he has found it?"

"I heard that there are many strange things among adventurers, maybe it can?"

But he also knew that there was little hope.

He got off his horse and got into a wheelchair.

Under his repeated urging, the servant pushed the wheelchair and ran quickly.

When he was still some distance away from the hall, he heard his father's hearty laughter.

"Father—"

Before seeing his father's face, he shouted excitedly.

"Haha, my son, long time no see."

Raman rushed out of the hall, hugged Sean, and spun a few times in the air.

Sitting back in the wheelchair, Sean stared at his father whom he had not seen for three years.

His father, Raman, was much older than before, with a few scars on his face—presumably from the injuries he suffered during the adventure.

Facing his long-lost father, Sean choked up and said, "Father, don't be an adventurer anymore, stay at home."

Adventurer is a very dangerous profession.

If you are not careful, you will die.

In the days when his father was away, he lived in fear every day.

Especially a year ago, it was agreed to come back.

As a result, no one was seen.

Then I wrote back and said it would take a while.

This wait is one year.

They thought Raman had died in an accident.

"This is not at all like you who used to be clamoring all day long to go on adventures with me." Laman touched Sean's head with a smile on his face.

"The past was the past, and the present is the present." Sean said with a gloomy face.

"I have good news for you." Raman said excitedly.

"... What gift did you bring back this time?" Sean pretended to be "very looking forward to it" and said.

"I got the potion to heal you!" Raman shouted excitedly.

"Thank you father, I like it very much..."

Sean, who originally planned to deal with the matter, suddenly froze.

He held Laman tightly with both hands, afraid that he was dreaming, "You, what are you talking about?"

"Your legs are saved." Laman nodded heavily.

There was a thunderbolt in his mind, and Sean's expression suddenly became dull, "This, this, this..."

He stared blankly at Laman, unable to recover for a long time.

He was really afraid that the next second, his father would say it was a lie.

"You heard me right."

After getting his father's answer again, he looked behind his father.

At the entrance of the hall, he saw his mother who was wiping tears happily, "I have always believed that your father can do it, your leg can be cured, and you can become a knight, woo woo woo..."

Even my mother has this expression.

That is to say - is it true?

"Can my legs be healed?"

"Um."

"I can walk, run, and practice sword again?"

"Um."

"I can practice breathing normally, maybe I will have a chance to become a knight in the future?"

"Um."

"I can……"

As he spoke, Sean burst into tears.

For this day, he has been waiting for too long.

"Woo woo woo..."

Although he wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

Many words that were meant to be spoken turned into choked sobs in the end.

This moment may be the happiest moment in his fifteen years.