Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Big Brother, what are you talking about? What truth?”

Watson pretended to be stupid. “I learned magic from the books at home. As for this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, it came in from outside. Didn't I tell you before?”

“Watson!”

Vincent's eyes were sharp, and his expression became more and more strange. “Are you going to lie even to your Big Brother?”

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He had seen Watson fuse two pieces of Bronze-tier equipment right before his eyes and acted as if he knew nothing in the past few days. He wanted to see when his younger brother would finally come out with the truth and what kind of excuses would be used. Vincent had originally been very calm, but he could no longer contain himself after seeing the magic that Watson researched.

Vincent was not envious of the ten-year-old child who possessed magic and warrior qualities that far surpa.s.sed his own, as well as had knowledge about other curious things. He just could not help feeling curious.

Watson could not even manage to come up with a better excuse. Vincent had read all the books in the house, and there was only one magic book that detailed Iron-level magic. It could not possibly be that powerful.

“Alright, Big Brother, I admit that the magic I studied did not come from books, but…”

Upon noticing that his big brother had discovered something unusual, Watson hesitated and did not not know whether to reveal everything about the system.

They were all family. It would be risky if he told them, but it would not have that much of an impact.

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Should he just reveal everything?

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At that point, Vincent had already opened his mouth. “I know. Behind you is a powerful mage who's imparting his knowledge to you. Right?”

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Hm?

Watson swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. What powerful mage? How did his Big Brother's line of thought function?

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He nodded and gestured for his big brother to continue.

“Even if magic is cultivated to a high level, it can never be as strong as a warrior's body, but rumor has it that some magic can stop the flow of time and prevent people from aging! It's common for some powerful mages to live for hundreds of years. These mages do not like to stay in one place and prefer to travel around the world. Don't tell me you met such a powerful mage and took him as your master?” Vincent asked.

In this world, it was common for the weak to take the strong as their master.

Strong individuals needed someone to pa.s.s on their legacy and serve them. Watson must have been lucky to meet such a person, as nothing else could explain how Watson knew magic was not recorded in the books.

Could it be that Watson had learnt it himself?

Impossible. Even a mage as strong as Platinum-tier or Diamond-tier could not comprehend magic. The answer was obvious after excluding those factors.

“Lying isn't a good habit, Watson. I hope that you'll become a more honest person in the future! Even if you secretly took a powerful mage as your master, there's no reason to hide it. It's a good thing that he's willing to teach you magic. When will you invite him here so we can treat him as well?”

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“My master is old and likes peace and quiet. He's very elusive too, so even I can't find him.”

Seeing that Vincent was all but certain that Watson had a master, Watson simply played along with it.

“The strong are always mysterious, I can understand.” Maintaining a sense of mystery was a common problem for the strong, so Vincent did not care. He pointed at the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken that was striding valiantly in the chicken farm, “This Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was also given to you by your master, right?”

“You're right, Big Brother.” Watson could only nod. “You've noticed that too. Big Brother, you're really you.”

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“Hmph, do you think my years as a wanderer have all been for nothing? All else aside, my discerning judgement has never been surpa.s.sed!” Vincent put his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest. “It's easier if you just be honest. You should continue your training. Remember to invite your master over for a meal the next time he comes.”

After saying that, Vincent walked out of the chicken farm with the truth that he had obtained, but then stopped after taking two steps.

“Oh right, about the armor that you said you were going to forge a few days ago…”

“Don't worry, Big Brother. I've already handed the armor and weapons to my master. I believe he'll be able to forge it with magic in two days.”

He did not expect that his big brother would think up an imaginary master and attribute all the actions to him. It was good though, as he did not need to explain further.

“Still lying to me? You say you learnt magic from your master, but you forged the armor and weapons yourself.” Vincent turned his head and glared at Watson angrily. “I just told you that lying isn't a good habit.”

Ah?

Watson was dumbfounded. Why was he the one who was alleged to have forged the weapons when the magic was taught by his ‘master' and the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was a gift from the ‘master'. Vincent's logic should dictate that it was normal that his master forged the weapon.

Watson was still in confusion when he heard his big brother's voice, “I saw you hide the forged weapon in the house with my own eyes. What is there to hide? I'll show these weapons to our siblings so they can admire them. I believe that father will be very happy to know that a forging genius like you has appeared in our family.”

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…

Half an hour later, Watson walked on the farm with a complicated expression and pushed aside the weeds that were taller than him.

He had almost been exposed by his Big Brother earlier, and after asking carefully, he found out that Vincent had seen him forging weapons. hence the series of questioning earlier. To be honest, Watson felt that it was quite funny.

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Having just returned home, he took the Thornvest and Stormsword out for Vincent from his room.

Vincent looked absolutely spectacular when he wore those two pieces of equipment. Even his father Edward was drooling in envy when he saw it. He said, “As the head of the family, I've been lacking such suitable weapons all these years. Why don't you lend me this vest for two days?” Catherine grabbed him by the ear and him dragged away under the excuse of “How shameless can you be to take your children's things ago?”.

The third and fourth siblings were not around, while the fifth and sixth did not go downstairs. The only one who was around, was Scarlet the seventh, was also extremely envious when she saw her awe-inspiring big brother. She insisted on pulling Watson along to help her make a copy, but Watson ran out after getting annoyed.

The news that he was good at forging had already spread throughout the family. Hs brothers and sisters would probably come and bother him again if he he went back.

After this incident, Watson realized that the chicken farm was too close to his home. Whatever he did would be discovered by his family. However, the abandoned farmland in his home was different. He could not see anyone in sight and could do whatever he wanted.

“I'll fuse two Bronze-tier spells here and clear the weeds too.”

Watson put aside his chaotic thoughts and rubbed his hands. He began to fuse the Water Fairy Group Summon and the Rainstorm.

He had only tried to fuse Iron-tier spells before and he wondered what a Bronze-tier spell would look like when combined.

[Congratulations, Master! You have successfully fused two Bronze-tier spells. You've obtained a Silver-tier spell: Water Elemental Warrior Summoning!]

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Bang!

Dark clouds that stretched for a thousand meters came cras.h.i.+ng down from the sky. Strong winds bent the gra.s.s, and rain fell from the sky. Rain was no longer an appropriate description, and it should be called thick water dragons. The water dragons fell to the ground and turned into three-meter-tall soldiers, they were covered in heavy armor and held long swords and s.h.i.+elds in their hands.

There were a hundred soldiers that were practically the same as real people, except that their bodies were blue and the weapons made of water were as heavy as steel.

Far away from the farm, a few people doing farm work raised their heads and looked up at the gloomy sky with panic on their faces.

“It's going to rain again? Why is it always raining these days? Is this still considered rain, though? Why does it feel as though there's a hole in the sky?”

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“And the clouds in the sky only point to one place. d.a.m.n, this is really strange.”