Chapter 1 (1/2)
<hr>Destroyer of Ice and FireChapter 1: An awakened youth! Arcane ion of the kingdo site, copper h after this piece…”
Ayrin tightly gripped the iron drill in his hands inside the depths of the rasped for breath, barely keeping his body upright
This weak and slender young man had filth smeared on his soht under eyebrows thick as ink Even now, they glittered a sunny optiround his teeth and stared at the ores in front of his face
”bastard! There’s really no other way, I can only do it like this!”
A resolute expression suddenly flashed across his eyes
”Ha!” He gathered his entire focus on his hands, together with his rough and heavy shout He borrowed see them into his hands He, as utterly exhausted, suddenly brandished the iron drill once more at this !”
A cloud of sparks splashed upwards
The ore tottering on the wall finally fell
”Look at h ore, hah…”
First, Ayrin’s cheer broke through the silence, filling the blacktunnel with his pride
Then his miserable shriek immediately followed after ”Ah! My feet! So painful!”
Faint hoots of laughter swiftly ca tunnels ”That little Ayrin, he was careless again and smashed his own feet with the ore he just pried off”
”Haha, it ht? Another two times and he’ll break last month’s record”
”Can’t he be a bit ain”
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A sli site when dusk descended He was covered in sree he couldn’t even stand up straight Ayrin hobbled out of the round like soft noodles He returned to a seely somewhat dilapidated Cororin Town and went into the one and only clinic in town, Auntie E in”
”Little Ayrin, is the old liar still his old self? Hasn't he kicked the bucket yet” People froreeted hi wasn’t any exception either today
”I also want hi no o already if not for you buying him medicine and food”
”But you can’t ask ht?”
”So why are you saying you want him to die… Eh, what happened to your feet, weren’t they healed yesterday already or aain?”
”Cough…cough… Of course not, the old wounds reopened…the old wounds reopened…”
A crestfallen Ayrin walked out of the clinic carrying a bag full of medicine, his face filled with shame He went back home amidst concerned voices of ”Still the same old with the old liar? Little Arin you were careless and sain, re the way
His house was located at the southern side of the little town, at the foot of an earthen slope It had a courtyard surrounded by a ba door An old man with a head full of white hair sat beside a crude stone table inside the yard
The old ure, but looked rather sickly His skin was covered byhim a decrepit look His clothes were siinal color could no longer be seen The difference was that the old man still appeared relatively clean
”Haha…” The old man stared when he saw Ayrin li his belly until his body crooked ”I guess it was unavoidable…”
”Where did you run out from, ti into the gloating old man’s arms, then he sat his ass down He didn’t even care whether his hands were dirty, he just grabbed a piece of hard bread fronaw on it He mumbled at the same time, crestfallen, ”There's fewer and fewer ore inside thefor theh So there shouldn’t be any proble increasingly harder to dig the ores” Ayrin’s crestfallen face brightened again after two mouthfuls of bread It was filled ith a sense of pride instead
”Truly aso many years, he can be so happy and optimistic even in such an environlanced at Ayrin’s flabby hands that he almost couldn’t lift any arcane power today, once again But I do re arcane pohen your spirit and sta a heavy burden upon your body In serious cases, you can even die”