Close Combat Mage

Chapter 1

The roaring north wind, mixed with the flying snow, wreaked havoc on the fields of the north country, integrating heaven and earth. Unable to find the dividing line, the bare trees screamed bitterly in the cold wind, like a girl encountered.

The noisy alleys in the past seem particularly depressed and desolate. There were few pedestrians. Occasionally, a man came by. He was also fully armed. He covered his head and feet tightly, revealing only two dark eyes. Like a mysterious masked killer, but the Yong swollen cotton padded clothes form a clear contrast with the light killer.

The winter in the north makes people feel particularly depressed, as if all creatures are hibernating. The days when water turns into ice make people's thinking slow. If there is nothing to do, most people will stay at home, rarely go out, and people will become more lazy.

In the low hut, Soga sat quietly on the wooden bed, his hands flipped skillfully, and a stream of water with the thickness of his thumb kept shuttling between his hands. This is his only toy and his closest partner.

Cough

A few low coughs sounded from the next room. Although they were obviously depressed, they still didn't escape Soga's sensitive ears. Their hands showed slightly. The long water miraculously retracted along Soga's hands and disappeared magically.

Dexterously jumped out of the wooden bed, Soga quickly walked out of the room, poured a cup of boiling water into the iron pot on the stove, carefully carried it and walked towards the next room

In the room, the weak woman leaned weakly on the pillow, her right hand pressed on the soft chest, her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and her face was full of pain. However, all this was quickly converged at the moment when Soga pushed the door, and the pain on her face disappeared in an instant. Her emotional posture was like waking up at the beginning of spring sleep of Begonia.

Gently walked to the bed: "Mom... Are you better? Should we call a doctor to see if you coughed more and more these days? "

The woman gently leaned out her right hand, gently stroked her son's dark hair and said, "no, no... mom is fine. She will get better in a few days."

Frowning, Soga looked at his mother suspiciously. His left hand was close to the cup. After measuring the temperature, he put the water cup in front of the woman: "drink some water, mom. After drinking the water, I want to listen to you tell your father's story."

Thankfully, she took the water cup. The woman took a sip, moistened her throat, smiled and said, "I want to hear your father's story. No problem... However, you have to let your mother see how your skills are practiced. If you practice well, my mother will tell you!"

Soga brightened his eyes excitedly and spread his hands on both sides. His body was coiled. The wrist was thick and thin. The water nearly ten meters long quickly appeared around Soga's body and circled around Soga miraculously.

Nodded, the woman looked forward to her baby son: "well, you can start performing now. Let mom see what level you have reached in controlling the water flow!"

Nodded, Soga danced with her hands, confidently controlling the water flow around her body, which was nearly ten meters long, dancing like a juggling. Soga has absolute confidence in controlling the water flow. Since his mother taught him the game on his fifth birthday, he has been practicing every day. Today, it has been three years. The water flow and him have been integrated, like arms and fingers, and do whatever he wants.

For a while, Soga's hands closed. The long, light blue water flow retracted into his hands and disappeared. He looked at his mother proudly. Soga said firmly: "don't worry, mom, Soga will become the greatest soldier like his father in the future!"

Hearing her son's words, the woman nodded bitterly, soldier? Is it possible for a water controller to become a powerful soldier? Looking at her son apologetically, the woman knows that her son is a water controller and is more suitable to be a mage. If we aim at soldiers, it is difficult to achieve anything. The weak water can't kill the enemy. Even if it turns water into ice, we can't fight with fire control soldiers.

When she got to the bed, Soga took off her shoes, climbed to her mother's bed, snuggled up in her mother's warm arms, and said coquettishly, "well, mom, now... It's time to tell me my father's story!"

Hey

With a dark sigh, the woman knew that the reason why her son wanted to be a soldier so much was that she often told him stories about his father. The child's father was a powerful fire warrior, but unfortunately... The child's ability did not follow his father, but his mother. He was a water controller!

Looking at her son snuggling in her arms, the woman tightened her arms and held her son stronger. The euphemistic and beautiful story began

The afterglow of the sunset came in softly from the window. The story was over. Soga looked at the Yellow window like a dream and murmured, "Mom... Why doesn't dad come back? When will he come back? I want to see him! "

The son's words made the woman's nose sour and almost shed tears. As the strongest soldier nearby, on the sixth day of marriage, the child's father left with his partner. It was nine years. He didn't even know that he had a son. His son was eight years old. Maybe... Not only the son, but also his wife was forgotten!