Leos climbed up from the thick snow with difficulty, put the snow wolf into a large basket, and carried it on his back.
The weight of the snow wolf instantly made the empty basket heavier, causing Leos to lean back slightly.
Warm blood dripped into the white snow, and traces of hot steam melted the passing snow.
Leos was very lucky today. In addition to harvesting a snow wolf, he also stepped on many rare ores, which he could sell to the blacksmith at a good price.
Before I knew it, it was already noon.
Leos walked down the mountain carrying a heavy basket.
But suddenly there was a strong impact from behind, which made him jump on his face.
Then a burst of ridicule was heard: "Hey! Leos! Does it hurt? Let me see what you got!"
The two boys who had thrown snowballs at him in the morning came over and squatted down beside him.
Due to the inertial impact, the ores in the basket were scattered all over the floor, and the snow wolf also fell beside him.
"Wow! What is this! You actually caught a snow wolf!!" One of the boys effortlessly picked up the underage snow wolf with one hand. He has been hunting in the mountains all year round, so these children have
A force stronger than Leos.
"I didn't expect you to be so lucky! But it's of no use to you! I just accepted it!" The boy put the snow wolf in his basket.
But the other boy picked up the ores scattered on the ground and took all of Leos' harvest for himself.
"No! You can't, that's mine..."
Before Leos could finish speaking, a big foot stepped on his head, burying his face deeply in the snow.
Leos' soul was burning and roaring, and he was also quickly devoured by a sense of powerlessness, and his heart was also trampled on.
He wanted to touch the dagger.
But when his mother's anxious and worried face appeared in his mind, he gradually calmed down.
Leos didn't shed a single tear.
The days he lived in this village taught him how to be strong, and he became more tenacious than ordinary children.
The two boys looked at Leos with a sneer on their faces, and finally touched him again, and then walked towards the village.
They are the two sons of the butcher Milo's family. The butcher was not a good person to begin with, and his children were very similar to him.
After they left, Leos slowly climbed up from the snow. Under him, there was a piece of the most precious ore. It seemed that the god of fate had not completely abandoned him.
He carried the basket on his back, picked up the ores in the snow, and walked all the way back to the village.
When he got home, his mother had already prepared lunch. Although it was just dry cold bread, it was already a good thing for this weak family.
"Did they bully you again today?" Leos' mother, Hieri, saw his face turn red and her heart trembled.
"Haha! No! I bumped into it accidentally!" Leos smiled stupidly, drinking water and eating cold bread without raising his head, not daring to look directly into his mother's eyes.
However, nothing in his heart could be hidden from his mother's eyes.
Shiyeli sighed softly, but there was no despair in her eyes.
In her heart, there was always a fire of hope burning.
In the afternoon, Hiery led Leos to the church in the village, where there was only one priest.
Every day people in the village come to the church to listen to the priest pray.
And this priest is also the best person to Leos and his mother Hieri.
"The goddess created us! It is because she wants us to use our spirit to protect the world. The greatest power of mankind comes from the spirit! The most loyal faith of mankind comes from the spirit! The goddess can feel everyone's loyalty to her, and she will bless her.
Come with us and open a bright path for us!"
As Father Harry prayed, a smile appeared on Leos' face. He believed that as long as the goddess was there, everything would get better.
He believed that the goddess was watching over him and protecting him and his mother, Sieri.
After the prayer ended, the villagers began to leave the church one after another.
But the priest slowly walked towards Leos: "How are you doing today, little guy!" The priest gently touched Leos' head.
Leos nodded, and the image of being bullied by the two sons of the butcher Milo's family in the morning flashed through his mind, but he still pretended as if nothing happened.
The priest seemed to see something in his eyes and said: "The goddess will punish those who do evil. You just need to keep your kindness, you know?"
"Yes! I know!" Leos showed a bright smile.
Father Harry taught Leos to always maintain a kind heart.
"Father Harry! Here are your clothes, I have already sewed them!" Hieri handed a white robe to Father Harry.
Father Harry took the robe and looked at it. He looked very satisfied, then took out two copper coins from his pocket and handed them to Siyeli.
The priest would always magically find some clothes for Siyeli to mend, and then give her two copper coins each time.
Hiery naturally knew what Father Harry was thinking. He wanted to help the mother and son, but he was afraid of their rejection, so he chose this method.
The snow in the village has been cleared away, and the heavy snow that has been raging for several months has stopped. The sun is shining warmly on Nilu Village again.
Leos was bored in the room, flipping through an old book that was already yellowing.
This book was left in the cave by the mysterious old man and the magic furnace.
The above are all about the fusion of magic items and the structure of elements.
A rare magic item paired with metal products whose attributes can be fused can create equipment with attribute bonuses.
In other words, the higher the quality of something, the stronger the effect of the fusion, and the more advanced the skills it possesses.
If a fire dragon's tongue is combined with a sword of relatively good quality, then the weapon will be infused with the properties of fire magic, and the user will also have a fire-based skill.
Magic equipment smelting is complex and mysterious.
Rare and more valuable things will create unexpected items.
But some things are too perfect and cannot be easily controlled by others. Take the goshawk dagger for example.
Now Leos can only use items of that level because he has not undergone any training and his physical fitness is relatively weak.
If he were to take a high-quality fire dragon sword or armor smelted with demon blood now, he would be eaten alive.
Because he can't control that kind of powerful power.
The magic equipment furnace that belongs only to him will test his ability and then automatically select the casting level suitable for him.
As Leos grows physically, the casting level of the magic equipment furnace will also increase accordingly.
If Leos is a Templar at this moment, then at least he can withstand a weapon made from the heart of a frost monster.
By then, Leos' level will create a piece of equipment powerful enough to rival the strongest weapon forging master in the Aaron Continent.
To be honest, Leos is indeed a little tempted to increase his power.
Now, in addition to learning about fusion, Leos also needs to strengthen his physical training.
This magic costume smelting craft brought a lot of fun to Leos's childhood, and also helped him spend a lot of lonely time.
In the days that followed, the two sons of the butcher Milo's family would still find trouble with Leos every day, but every time Leos would endure it silently without saying a word. Although he was only eight years old, his strong character made him
His accelerated maturity.
And his soul gradually became fanatical as he grew up. He loved challenges and was able to defeat every beast he encountered in the woods.
Gradually, he began to no longer be afraid of the two sons of the Butcher Milo family and ignored them.
When they tried to steal something from his hands again, he never gave it to them. Even if he was beaten all over, he would still protect his hard-earned things.
Slowly, he brought more and more things home, and he also suffered more and more injuries.
"Leos! What did you get today? Give him to me!"
On this day, the two sons of the butcher Milo's family once again blocked him in the woods, and were followed by other children. They also looked at the poor Leos in front of them with a sneer on their faces.
While they are ridiculing and ridiculing, they are also accelerating their degeneration.
Leos took a step back, avoiding their hands reaching for the basket behind him.
"How dare you hide!! Give it to me!!" Milo's eldest son, Misai, grabbed Leos' shoulders and hit him hard in the stomach with his knee.
Leos' stomach was hit hard, and a sudden burst of pain made him slowly squat down.
And just when he was about to squat on the ground, Mick, the second son of Milo's family, kicked him hard in the face.
And showed off his strength to the other children behind him.
Leos' nose was bleeding, and the anger and humiliation in his heart slowly crept into his mind.
Misai snatched the basket from his back and almost broke Leos' arm.
"Let me see! Haha!"
"Wow! Som ore! Angola rock! There are so many good things!"
"Haha! There is also a hare!" Misai said as he handed the rabbit to his brother Mick.
Mick took the rabbit with a sinister smile and put it in the basket behind him.
Other children also took the opportunity to grab the ore and swept it away.
Leos still suppressed his anger and begged them not to take the things away.
But these children didn't regard him as a human being at all, and even spit on him.
"Give me back the rabbit! I don't want the others! Today is my mother's birthday! That's a gift for her!!!" Leos shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling slightly because of the pain in his stomach.
"Mom!! Haha!! Your mother is a rotten woman! A slut!"
"Is a woman worthy of celebrating her birthday!!!"
Hearing Misai's insult to his mother, Leos' anger suddenly burned.
Leos could tolerate whatever they did to him, but he would never tolerate insulting his mother.
At this moment, Leos suddenly wanted to become stronger and let everyone who looked down on him and his mother feel the pain.
"She is a slut!! A slut!!!" These words kept replaying in Leos' mind.
A strange force surged uneasily in the body and spread throughout the body.
Misai stepped on Leos' head and twisted his toes fiercely.
While Leos' face was buried in the snow, his hands were clenched into fists.
The power hidden deep suddenly burst out at this moment.
A strange force pushed Misai's feet violently out, causing him to fall to the ground.
Just as Misai looked surprised, an angry face suddenly appeared in front of him.
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