From Wild Mage to Wizard King

"Sinner."

"Bastard."

"Filth that defiles the sacred bloodline."

"Daughter of a murderer."

"Why don't you just die? It's disgusting to be alive."

With the ridicule and curses from all around, countless malice swept in from all directions.

Even though the target of their abuse was just a little girl under seven years old, they still had no intention of lowering their voices and vented their malice wantonly.

The little girl in tattered clothes numbly listened to the malice around her, lowered her head and took small steps forward.

"Bang."

A leg that suddenly stretched out from nowhere tripped her.

She fell heavily to the ground, and dust and filth instantly covered her whole body.

Her clothes and skin were torn and mixed together.

As blood flowed, severe pain also surged into her heart.

She gritted her teeth and endured the pain, without making a sound or crying.

Because she knew that this was of no use, but would make them more excited.

She supported her body and climbed up with gritted teeth.

"Boom!"

With a thunder, drops of rain fell from the sky.

After a burst of hurried footsteps, the servants took umbrellas and quickly blocked the rain.

The young masters and young ladies were well protected. Under the effect of the magic spells of the umbrellas, there was not even a drop of rain on them.

But the little girl who got up again did not have such treatment. She was already in a mess, and she looked even more embarrassed under the rain.

Several young masters and young ladies glanced at her with disdain, and cursed a few more times. After getting no response, they turned around and left because they felt bored.

After they left, the little girl also lowered her head, biting her lips and moving forward in the increasingly heavy rain.

When she walked to a dilapidated wooden house, she had completely become a drowned chicken.

A young-looking girl wearing the same old clothes quickly pulled her into the wooden house.

The girl quickly took off the girl's wet clothes, wiped her body with a dry towel, and changed into new clothes.

At the same time, she looked at the torn clothes and the bleeding wound, and her face darkened slightly.

She stretched out her left hand and gently stroked the girl's wound. The gentle magic power slowly flowed from her hand, and the wound quickly healed and recovered.

After healing the girl's wound, the girl smiled and said softly.

"The meal is ready, you eat first, mom has something to go out for."

As she said that, the girl with a fist in her right hand stood up, turned around, her face instantly became ugly, and she was about to leave the wooden house with big strides.

At this moment, the girl stretched out her hand, pulled her, and said.

"Don't go."

Mother

Sitting on the sofa in the room, Sophia closed her eyes, tilted her head, and silently missed her mother in her heart.

At this moment, a knock on the door rang.

Sophia was awakened from her memory. She glanced at the door and said.

"Come in."

As her voice fell, a girl with black hair and black eyes, dressed appropriately, pushed the door and walked in.

She was wearing a robe made of unknown extraordinary materials, and the aura she exuded inadvertently showed the extremely high quality of the robe.

The magic book in her right hand was extraordinary just by the shell.

The gems inlaid on it were worth a fortune.

Although they did not look so gorgeous and luxurious, they represented a strong foundation under the simple appearance.

The identity of the girl in front of her was definitely not simple. She must be a noble or the heir of a school.

Tsk, unlucky.

This was the kind of person she didn't want to see the most.

Therefore, guys with this background also knew her situation and would not give her a good face.

Just as she was about to face the malicious abuse from the opposite side, she heard a polite greeting and introduction.

"Hello, my name is Hela, a fourth-ring spellcaster."

The girl in front of her seemed to be unaware of her situation, and politely performed a greeting between spellcasters, with a gentle and calm tone.

Sophia was stunned for a moment.

Doesn't she know about me? Maybe I just came to the Black Domain and don't know what I look like.

Sophia laughed at herself in her heart.

As long as she revealed her identity, the guy in front of her would also reveal her malice.

Thinking of this, she stood up slowly, returned the greeting and said with the noble etiquette her mother had taught her.

"Hello, I'm Sophia, a three-ring spellcaster."

After completing her self-introduction, Sophia did not wait for the disgusted look she thought.

As if treating ordinary people, the girl named Hela walked up and sat in front of her.

Even when she was surprised and didn't speak first, the girl in front of her took the initiative to break the strange silence and chat with her.

She didn't seem to care about Sophia's identity at all.

Sophia responded to Hela's words uncomfortably, while observing her with some surprise.

"Since there is no problem, how about gathering at the south gate at 5 pm?"

After a conversation in which Sophia herself didn't know what she was talking about, the black-haired girl in front of her suddenly said.

Sophia also replied subconsciously.

"Yeah, okay."

After receiving Sophia's answer, the black-haired girl stood up and smiled brightly at Sophia. At the same time, she stretched out her hand and said.

"Then, please give me your guidance for this commission."

Sophia also stood up quickly, holding the black-haired girl's hand unexpectedly, and said in an unnatural and nervous tone.

"Please give me your guidance."

Then, the black-haired girl blinked, glanced at her right hand held by Sophia, and said with a chuckle.

"Madam, do you have any more questions?"

"Ah? Sorry, sorry, it's okay, it's okay"

After the black-haired girl reminded her, Sophia reacted and quickly took her hand back.

She wouldn't think of me as some stupid person who doesn't know manners.

Sophia, Sophia, have you forgotten everything your mother gave you before?

You have no manners at all.

Sophia apologized in a panic.

Opposite her, the black-haired girl smiled, waved her hand, and said nonchalantly.

"It's okay, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm just an ordinary spellcaster. I'm not afraid to tell you that this is the first time I've received such a commission. I don't know anything yet. I may have to rely on you more when the time comes."

Listening to the black-haired girl's words, Sophia slightly raised her right leg and stepped hard on her left toe.

The pain forced her to calm down.

She seemed to think that I was so nervous because she was a fourth-ring spellcaster?

Sophia forced a smile and said in line with the black-haired girl's guess.

"You're welcome."