Knight of Magic: The Rise of Arisia

After settling down in the small village, Jack was like an explorer every day, groping around the village.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell on the roof, he had already walked out of the house and strolled along the winding path.

The thumping sound of hitting the wooden stakes came from the training ground. He often stopped by the roadside and watched those knights sweating profusely.

These high-spirited teenagers wore shining armor, and their long swords reflected a cold light in the sunlight.

Every time they swung their swords, it was accompanied by a low roar. Their muscles tensed under the armor, demonstrating the perfect combination of strength and skill.

Envy showed in Jack's eyes. How he longed to be as powerful as them, to have a sense of security in this world and no longer be as uneasy as he was now.

Most of the magicians cast their magic in quiet corners or magic workshops.

Jack once secretly approached a magic workshop. Through the window, he saw those mysterious magicians.

They mumbled something in their mouths, and the wands in their hands waved strange lights.

Some magicians had burning fireballs floating in front of them, while others manipulated the water flow to change into various shapes in the air.

A mysterious atmosphere filled the workshop. All kinds of magic materials emitted unique lights and smells, which fascinated Jack.

He fantasized that one day he could master these amazing magics, uncover the secrets of this world, and find his way home.

Gradually, he discovered the secrets of the people in this world.

In this village, there were roughly two major camps:

On one side were the heroic and fearless knights wearing shining armor. They brandished sharp long swords and defended their glory with their strong physiques and superb fighting skills.

On the other side were the mysterious magicians wearing flowing robes. They mumbled something in their mouths and waved their wands, then they could manipulate the mysterious power of nature and cast amazing magics.

Between these two major camps, a delicate and fragile balance was maintained, just like the two ends of a balance scale. Any slight change might break this tranquility.

Jack often silently observed them in the corners of the village, with a look of yearning in his eyes.

He often sat by the river at the entrance of the village, watching the knights cross that small bridge and return to the training ground or the Hall of Glory.

The sound of the river rushing and the footsteps of the knights intertwined, as if it were a peaceful and harmonious village song.

Jack sat by the river, swinging his legs, watching the river flow by, and couldn't help but fantasize that he could also embark on that road to glory like the knights.

However, his system panel was still empty, and there was no change in his level or experience points at all.

He couldn't help but feel disappointed and thought that he didn't fit in this world.

Jack sat by the river, staring blankly at the sky and talking to himself:

"Why does everyone else have a clear direction, but I don't?"

"What on earth should I do to find my own way in this world?"

"Am I destined to be confused all my life?"

...

These questions lingered in his mind for a long time, and he still couldn't find the answers.

Until that afternoon, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the thick leaves, casting a patchwork of light and shadow on the ground.

Jack strolled in the forest as usual, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Under his feet were thick fallen leaves, and every step he took made a rustling sound.

The surrounding trees were tall and dense, with their branches and leaves intertwined, almost covering the sky.

Suddenly, a painful groan broke the silence.

His heart rate suddenly accelerated, and an instinctive sense of tension welled up in his heart.

He walked quickly in the direction of the sound. Beside a thicket of bushes, he found a seriously injured knight.

The knight's armor was in a terrible state of disrepair, deformed in many places, revealing the bloody and mangled wounds inside.

Blood continuously oozed from the wounds, staining the surrounding grass red, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

A strong sense of pity welled up in Jack's heart, and out of instinct, he wanted to help this knight.

The moment his hand touched the knight's shoulder, a powerful and mysterious force surged into his body like a tide.

Some strange patterns and symbols instantly appeared in his mind. Those patterns seemed to have a life of their own, constantly flashing and jumping in his mind, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story, or like some kind of mysterious guidance.

At the same time, his body also changed.

He could clearly feel his muscles swelling. Every muscle was like a source of strength, and the strength was continuously gathering.

He became much faster. It was as if there was wind under his feet, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

His agility was astonishingly improved, and he could easily avoid the obstacles of the surrounding branches.

Not only that, but he could also keenly feel the flow of the magic elements around him. Those elements were like a group of cheerful little elves, surrounding him and waiting for his call. At this moment, the system panel suddenly shone brightly, and the information on it began to refresh rapidly.

[System Panel]

Host: Jack Thompson

Occupation Level: Apprentice Magic Knight (Lv.2)

Experience Points: 50/200

Skills:

Body Enhancement Type: Basic Swordsmanship (Lv.2, Experience Points 30/100)Consciousness Manipulation Type: Basic Magic Sensing (Lv.2, Experience Points 20/100)

Talents: Magic Knight Potential (Combines the talents of a knight and a magician, with a unique career development path), Skill Synergy (To be activated, the two types of skills can produce a synergistic effect under specific conditions)

Status: Excited, Strength Increased, Talent Awakened

A look of shock and disbelief appeared on Jack's face. His eyes were wide open, and his slightly parted lips couldn't utter a single sound. "This... How is it possible?"

He murmured, with excitement and worry barely hidden in his voice. He was excited because he unexpectedly possessed such a powerful and special talent. In a world full of warriors, he now had a place to stand and might even become an extraordinary figure. However, he was also worried because he knew that such a talent might bring him deadly trouble. It was like exposing a precious gem to greedy eyes. Various dangerous scenes flashed through his mind. Would he be targeted and harmed? Could he protect himself?

But anyway, at this moment, he understood that this was his only hope of surviving in this strange and dangerous world.

He clenched his fists, and his eyes gradually became firm. He silently swore in his heart, "No matter what difficulties I'll encounter in the future, I'll embark on this cultivation path and see it through to the end, and carve out my own niche."

Only by becoming stronger could he protect himself and pursue his ambitions. Looking at the new skills on the system panel, he seemed to see the foundation for his future standing. He took a deep breath, feeling the surging power within his body. Anticipation and unease about the future were intertwined. Although the future was full of uncertainties, he was already ready to face the challenges.