In the quiet room, Earl Polia sat weakly at the side as he looked at Adil, who was in front of him, and continued to speak slowly.
"Our ancestor, who came from a continent far away, was a powerful Wizard.
"More than a hundred years ago, he came to the north. While leaving behind his bloodline, he also left something for us."
Looking at Adil, Polia took out the amulet from the purple wooden box with a complicated look in his eyes. "This is a Wizard's item, a legendary magic artifact. It's also a certificate.
"Among the descendants of our Farcus Family, if there is someone with the talent to become a Wizard, then with this certificate, they can go to the southern kingdom and take a ship to the continent where the Wizards are.
"Adil, you should know that in addition to Elwa, I have another eldest son. He went to the southern kingdom when he was a child and has yet to return."
"Could it be?" Adil understood.
"Yes." Speaking until here, Earl Polia smiled bitterly. "My eldest son has the aptitude to become a Wizard, so I sent him away a long time ago. There has been no news from him until now.
"This is also the reason why those people attacked us," he said quietly.
He said somewhat quietly, "The blood of wizards flows in our Farcus Family, so some people with wizard aptitude will occasionally appear in our family."
"In fact, it's not just our family. In many of the surrounding kingdoms, the royal families and great nobles basically all have the blood of Wizards, so they can rule a kingdom for a long time.
"In the past hundred years, our family would have a few people with sorcery talent every once in a while. Although these people didn't become real sorcerers, they were still very powerful and had connections with other sorcerers. That's why the surrounding kingdoms didn't dare to attack us until now."
"In recent decades, fewer and fewer people with the aptitude to become Wizards have appeared in our family. The only one who has appeared is my eldest son, but there has been no news for so long, so the surrounding kingdoms couldn't help but attack us."
At this point, he couldn't help but cough a few times, and his voice became weaker. "Adil, do you know why your father and I attach so much importance to you?"
"The descendants of humans and elves will inherit the advantages of both sides. They are more likely to inherit the aptitude of Wizards than ordinary people.
"Adil, not only do you have the talent of a knight, you also have the talent of a wizard."
In front of Count Boria, Adil's body trembled slightly when he heard those words. He looked a little surprised.
Looking at him like this, Count Poria shook his head. "There's no need to doubt it. You do have the talent to become a wizard. I've confirmed this with your father since you were born."
He slowly raised his trembling right arm and passed the black amulet in his hand forward. "This certificate should have been given to you more than half a year ago. But at that time, the orcs had just started a riot and the situation was not too good, so I did not choose to send you out."
"And now, even if I want to send you out, I'm afraid I can't do it."
A bitter smile appeared on Boria's face. "Every year, the fleets of Sorcerers from afar will stop at the southern coast to accept some new Sorcerer-Apprentices."
"After you leave the north, take Eledward and the others to a certain kingdom in the south. There, my family will be stationed there, and it will be enough to ensure your livelihood."
"When you get there, after you meet the person in charge, give this letter to him. He will know what to do."
He trembled as he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Adil.
The letter was written on a type of paper that was rare in the north. It was folded very neatly, but the handwriting was a little messy, as if the writer had not held the pen properly when writing.
Adil silently took the letter and kept it in his bosom, as if he treasured it very much.
There was a moment of silence, until Count Poria's voice broke the silence again.
"You don't have to worry about Eledward."
Count Boria spoke in a rather somber tone, "At this point, the North can no longer be defended. Alcadira and the others are just testing the waters. The true forces of the few kingdoms have not made their move yet. If Eledward continues to stay here, he will not end up well. "
"For many years, our family has a lot of power in the many kingdoms in the south. Although it cannot compare to the north and cannot be like before, it is not a problem to maintain a decent life."
Hearing this, Adil did not say anything and only nodded silently.
This was indeed a wise choice.
Based on Adil's understanding of Elwa, if he continued to stay in the Northern Lands, given the current situation, he would only be eaten alive by those people. He would not have a good ending.
Count Poria obviously understood his child's ability very well, and he was also very clear about the situation around him. He did not hold any hope in his heart.
Time passed slowly.
As if feeling that his life was coming to an end, Count Poria spoke a lot, which was rare for him, revealing many things from the past.
Sensing the emotions of the person in front of him, Adil did not interrupt him, only occasionally asking a few questions.
"… According to the family's records, the continent we live in is actually very barren compared to the other continents. Not only is there a lack of resources, but there is also a lack of a suitable environment. It is a place abandoned by the wizards."
"The place where those wizards live is in other continents. There are many dangers there, far more terrifying than here."
"And your mother, in fact, was an elven refugee from another continent. She was brought to this continent by those merchants, and in the end, we bought her back. That is how we have you."
Unknowingly, Poria talked about Adil's mother, mumbling to himself.
"Refugee?" Adil asked doubtfully.
"Yes, refugee." Count Poria shook his head. After feeling a little more awake, he said with certainty, "A few decades ago, in the land where the elves live, there seems to have been a terrible disaster. In a few short years, a few elven kingdoms collapsed one after another. Large numbers of elven refugees were taken away by slave merchants and sold around. Your mother was one of them."
"After your mother was bought back, because of the language barrier, she could not communicate with us."
"The only thing we know is that your mother was born in a small noble family in some elven kingdom."
Having said that, Poria paused for a moment and took out a coat of arms from the side. There was a purple bird embroidered on it, with a silver moon in its beak.
"This is the coat of arms on your mother, representing her noble status. If you want to find your mother, if there is a chance in the future, you can use this to look for her."
Listening to his words, Adil silently took the small coat of arms and was silent for a moment.
In front of him, Count Poria was still mumbling, but his voice was getting softer and softer, about to fall into silence.
Adil stood there in Silence for a while. When the voice in front of him disappeared completely, he let out a sigh.
At that moment, a strong hand suddenly reached out and patted Adil's shoulder.
Adil was shocked. He instinctively wanted to pull the hand away, but in the end, he did not move.
"Adil!!"
In front of Adil, Count Poria suddenly spoke with a hoarse but firm voice.
He grabbed Adil's shoulder and shouted with the last bit of strength in his life, "Promise me!!! Take care of Alva for me!!! "
Poria grabbed Adil's shoulder tightly and shouted with all the strength in his body. His face became ferocious and terrifying.
He looked straight at Adil with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
The scene was silent for a moment.
Listening to Count Poria's words, Adil was silent for a while.
Time slowly passed. In front of him, Count Poria's life was quickly fading away. The strength of the arm that was grabbing onto his shoulder was also getting weaker and weaker. It was about to meet its end.
Looking at the sorrow in Count Poria's eyes and the gradually dimming brilliance, Adil sighed and said while standing on the spot.
"I will try my best …" he said in a low voice, looking at the person in front of him.
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