Mysterious Tribulation

　　The capital of the king.

　　Kagas.

　　 Walking in the city, Aaron looked around curiously.

　　 Even if it is a king, the streets are inevitably cluttered. The roadside is full of garbage and dung from cows and horses, giving off a stench.

　　 The streets are bustling, crowded with shirtless coolies, or cart vendors selling fruits and vegetables.

　　 There are stall owners who wear greasy aprons and sell a variety of barbecues and snacks on the side of the road.

　　 There are small merchants who sell ointments and various medicines of unknown origin along the street.

　　 A wooden fence not far away forms a circle. Inside, there are people strung together with twine, while the slave traders outside are shouting or bargaining with customers.

　　Occasionally, a few women with heavy make-ups pass by. They are all warblers from the tavern and nearby hotels, soliciting guests openly on the streets.

　　 Aaron walked across a street and saw a huge square.

　　In a corner of the square, two guards maintain order, guarding a huge sign.

　　 Near the sign, there was a large circle of people.

　　……

　　 Aaron squeezed over and looked at the sign.

　　 It is very simple. His Majesty the King wants to recruit a group of people with strange abilities.

　　Anyone can come forward and recommend themselves. At the end of the notice, it is also emphasized that the rewards must be extremely generous!

　　 "Attention, this time is not to recruit court clowns. Don't think that you can get paid with a few tricks or tricks!"

　　 "This time, the king needs real ‘powerers’, fortune-tellers, astrologers, wizards, druids...we only need people with real mysterious powers!"

　　 A soldier warned with a hoarse voice: "If you are a liar, you will taste the taste of a whip..."

　　 "What's the matter with the king?"

　　 "Do wizards really exist?"

　　 There are many people watching the excitement, but none of them showed up. Instead, they talked about gossip and knowledge very eagerly, while secretly looking forward to the appearance of the real extraordinary.

　　 "You don't know, I can guarantee that the king must summon the abilities to deal with the Earl of Green Forest in the Green Forest, the green devil!"

　　 A slutty young man boasted: "I heard that he has mastered black magic, which can make trees have life."

　　 "No, it is said that he was a wizard who killed his brother and father with poison and inherited the title of earl."

　　Another aunt with a thick bucket on her waist retorted.

　　 "That is obviously a northern barbarian, three meters tall, able to carry boulders, one cow, three sheep, and six children!"

　　 Another voice came from the crowd, which made Aaron's face twitch.

　　 He feels that his essay is over.

　　Although, to vilify the enemy from public opinion was originally a political need.

　　‘And, is there really no local mysterious power in this world? ’

　　 Aaron thought for a while, suddenly chuckled, stepped forward, and said to the soldier: "I am a wizard, I want to apply, do I need to reveal the list?"

　　 "The wizard?"

　　 The crowd around Aaron separated sharply, revealing him.

　　 The soldier looked at him suspiciously: "Are you really a wizard? His Majesty the King needs real abilities, not a liar!"

"certainly!"

　　 Aaron snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

　　 On his finger, a flame emerged.

　　 Although he is full of red spirituality in his body, he also uses pure white ice as a seal. It is not a problem to mobilize a little bit of ‘dark’ power.

　　 "It's fire!"

　　 "He let out a flame with his hand!"

　　 "The wizard! The real wizard!"

　　 The crowd suddenly became a commotion, the people in the inner circle panicked and fled to the outside, while the people outside were squeezing in, directly causing congestion.

　　 "How is it? Am I qualified?"

　　 Aaron retracted his hand and asked with a faint smile.

　　 "I... I will take you to see Lord Dean Alexis. He is the chief guard of the palace. If he agrees, he will take you to see the king."

　　 The soldier swallowed and took Aaron to a building on the edge of the square.

After 　　 notified, the guard at the door gave Aaron a suspicious look, but opened the door.

　　 Aaron waited in the hall for a while, and saw a middle-aged nobleman with a grim face in golden armor walking in.

　　 "Are you a wizard?"

　　 Dean put his hand on the sword and asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

　　 Aaron walked to the side of a candlestick and snapped his fingers to make the candle on the candlestick burn.

　　 At the same time, his palm was put up, and his face was burnt blankly: "My name is Yasuo!"

　　 "This is much better than the previous prophets and fortune-tellers."

　　 Dean still obviously didn't believe it, thinking it was some kind of magic: "Come with me!"

　　He took Aaron and walked all the way to the very center of Kagash, a splendid court.

　　 Because he led the way, Aaron was released directly and entered the palace.

"This is?"

　　 Aaron looked at the gate of the palace, where there was a row of spears with a few heads on them, and the blood had dried up.

　　 "This is the hapless guy who came to scam money before, and Prince Theon saw through their trick..."

　　 Dean's face was full of teasing at this time: "Yasuo, is it? Pray... Pray that your magic can deceive His Royal Highness."

　　 Aaron shrugged, as if he didn't care about it.

　　 He followed Dean into a certain room.

　　 The incense is lit in the room, the smell is very strong~www.novelmt.com~ The light in the room is dim, and there are already a few strangely dressed people inside.

　　 One of the old men stared at the crystal ball in front of him, muttering constantly.

　　 There is also a middle-aged man with various tattoos of unknown meaning.

　　 The last one is a woman, with hair like weeds, various pockets on her body, and black eyeshadow on her cheeks, like a witch.

　　 "These people are..."

　　 Aaron curiously asked.

　　 "Your Majesty is very busy. You can only wait for him to summon him. Not everyone can meet your Majesty casually."

　　 "You can be honest with me."

　　 Dean warned and went out.

　　Aaron looked around and found that these three people were looking at him with secret eyes, and there was a smell of scrutinizing his peers.

　　 He thought for a while, and moved to the witch's side: "Hello, I am Yasuo, a wizard."

　　 "……"

　　 The witch glanced at him, did not speak, and stared at the cauldron in front of him.

　　 "What are you doing? Are you cooking soup?" Aaron asked, "The legendary witch soup?"

　　 "With the legs of a frog, the wings of a bat, lavender essential oil... and three drops of sinful blood, you can curse a person to death. I am cursing the green devil, and I feel his weakness..."

　　 The witch raised her head and showed a secretive smile, just a mouthful of black hair and yellow teeth, which really spoiled the atmosphere.

"All right."

　　 Aaron, who didn't feel weak at all, nodded solemnly, and started talking with the middle-aged man.

　　 Then, he learned that among these people, the most prestigious old man was the crystal ball old man. The opponent was a well-known master of divination in the capital, who had correctly predicted the gender of the child in the womb of the pregnant queen...