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    "there really is!"

    Bailuo: "what is the power?"

    "A miracle."

    "Uh."

    Bailuo looked at the uncle in surprise. He asked, "what is a miracle?"

    "A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl who grows out of the fruit."

    Uncle: "manipulate the fog, bring the storm, dominate the Thunder."

    "Magic!"

    Bailuo raised his hand and said, "this is absolutely magic!"

    "it's really a miracle."

    "."

    Bailuo does not know how to describe it to the uncle, because in the uncle's concept, there is no word 'magic'.

    Okay, it doesn't matter.

    Miracle or magic, just change the name.

    Do as the Romans do!

    "have you ever seen a miracle?"

    "Yes."

    The uncle said, "the count of the thorn collar is a miracle lord."

    "that's what you're talking about!"

    Bailuo hurriedly said, "but isn't that a legend?"

    The Earl of Thorn, it is said that his castle is surrounded by thorns because he is guarded by the goblins of thorns.

    Bailuo had heard the old man in the village tell this story since he was very young.

    But Bellow always thought it was just a fairy tale.

    "it's true."

    The old man said, "I have seen it with my own eyes."

    "."

    The old man never aimed at nothing. Since he said he had seen it, Bailuo naturally no longer doubted it.

    The trick of pretending to play tricks is impossible to deceive the old man in front of him.

    The village of Yaton belongs to the Earl of thorns, a territory of powerful aristocrats with a population of hundreds of thousands of people.

    Bailuo also left the village and went out to wander.

    Although he was only an ordinary person in his previous life, Bailuo in this life can really be called a soldier.

    He's strong, he's good.

    However, Bailuo can not stay outside all the time, his mission is to protect the heritage of the Aden people.

    So every year, Bailuo only goes out on adventures with his elder sister for about four months, and collects materials that are useful to the Artonians at the same time.

    But even Bailuo, who has been out for many years, has never heard of miracles.

    No, should say have.

    But Bailuo thought it was a fairy tale, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He went dark under the light, and he realized it only today.

    "is it true? Then why didn't you tell me about miracles before? "

    "there are so few miracles that there is no point in talking about them."

    The old man shook his head and said, "We won't meet."

    "miracles are rare?"

    "very few."

    The uncle said, "but it's terrible."

    The uncle's voice was very calm, but Bailuo, who knew him, knew that the uncle must have recalled the unpleasant past.

    "that is not the power that ordinary people can understand, it is beyond imagination," said the uncle. "only miracles can overcome miracles. Ordinary people who encounter miracles with miraculous power can only wait for death."

    "is it so good?"

    "very impressive," said the uncle. "at least until the miracles are exhausted, it will be extremely difficult for us to beat each other."

    "neither can you?"

    Bailuo knew the power of the uncle, and he imagined that there were people that the uncle could not defeat.

    "me?"

    The old man didn't say it clearly, but he just laughed at himself and said, "I'm just a mortal after all."

    So saying, the old man stood up, and he did not ask Bailuo why he suddenly asked these questions.

    Just like over the past decade, whenever Bailuo has any novel ideas, the old uncle is also silently supportive and never explores too much.

    Perhaps in his mind, this child of his family is a genius-and his pride.

    "then how can there be miracles?"

    Bailuo stood up and came to this world. If he can master the mysterious power, he should try it anyway.

    On one side, Enya didn't know, so she didn't quite understand what they were talking about.

    Forget it, let's keep eating pig's feet.'

    The only thing in life is to pretend to be forced and pig's feet to live up to, which is really fragrant.

    "."

    The uncle looked at Bailuo and hesitated, but finally decided to tell Bailuo.

    He motioned to Bellow to go out with himself.

    Then, when the two men came to the yard, the uncle looked around and finally identified a stone on the ground.

    The old man picked up the stone and said, "A miracle can be anything, it will disguise itself, and sometimes even a miracle itself does not know it is a miracle."

    "."

    Bailuo listened, and then thought carefully: "Uncle, you mean that a miracle is all around us, and anything can be a miracle?"

    "exactly."

    The old man said so and threw the stone away, and then he turned back to look for the stone under Bailuo's gaze.

    "see if it's it."

    After looking for it for about a few minutes, the uncle picked up the stone again and put it in the palm of Bailuo's hand again.

    Bailuodan took a look at it. Yes, it should be the original one.

    "what do you think I just did?"

    "throw the stone away, and then get it back?"

    "Yes, I did do such a boring thing."

    The old man nodded and then lost the stone.

    And it was thrown into a place he didn't even know, far away.

    "and then what do you think are the odds of us getting that stone back?"

    When the uncle finished, Bailuo immediately looked at the direction in which the stone was thrown. It seemed to have fallen into the forest more than a hundred meters away.

    When you think about what that stone looks like, it doesn't have any characteristics at all.

    "in that case, it's almost impossible."

    Bailuo said to his uncle, "find such a small stone in such a big forest, and I haven't remembered its specific features yet."

    It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

    In other words, why would they do such a thing? what's the point?

    "it's hard, isn't it?"

    "mm-hmm."

    "do you know the history of us Artonians?"

    Bailuo doesn't know anything about the history of the Artonians. He learned how to be a powerful warrior under the training of his uncle from an early age.

    If you read and write, you must also learn this.

    But history and so on, because it is not practical, so young people seldom come into contact with it.

    "this land once belonged to us, the Aden."

    The uncle said something that surprised Bailuo: "more than 800 years ago, the ancestors of Arden came here from another land."

    "over the next 600 years, they worked conscientiously and spent dozens of generations to build a powerful kingdom on this land."

    "however, 200 years ago, the present-day Iron Eagle Dynasty usurped the throne, overthrew the rule of the Aden and established the present-day Iron Eagle Kingdom."

    "you may think that the Iron Eagle King is an extraordinarily talented man. He started from scratch and defeated our ancestors on his own. He was very good."

    "but I have to tell you," said the uncle, "the Iron Eagle King himself does not have much talent."

    Bailuoben wanted to say that there was something wrong with what the old man said.

    After all, all fools know that the winner is the strong.

    Losers, even if they are brilliant, will not be praised.

    Now that the Iron Eagle King has won, why doesn't the uncle recognize him?

    The old man will understand this truth when he succeeds and loses the aggressor.

    Bailuo knows the character of the uncle, he is by no means the kind of conceited person, even if he is facing a crippled enemy, the uncle will never despise.

    The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

    This is what the uncle taught Bailuo from an early age.

    "because of miracles?"

    "Yes, because of miracles."

    The uncle said, "the Iron Eagle King 200 years ago was just like you and me."

    "No, he's not even as good as you and me, far worse." The old man said, "he is just an ordinary man in a mountain village, an ignorant, illiterate and enterprising bastard."

    Speaking of which, the old man didn't show any resentment or anything like that.

    He smoked calmly, as if telling the story of a man who had nothing to do with him.

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