If Luan had someone he trusted most, it had to be Neil.
As Luan's uncle in name, Neil had spent the past eleven years doing everything a father should have done.
Even Luan's trust in Zalan had been a judgment he made based on Neil.
Prices in Xilin Town had begun to rise recently.
A silver coin that could once buy ten pounds of rye could now only buy five, and purchases were limited.
Even though the alley had only brought in a batch of grain yesterday, no one could say how long the war would last.
So before dawn, all the adults in the alley went out to queue up to buy food.
After all the adults had left home, Zalan became the guardian of all the children in the alley.
That was also why Luan dared to reveal a small secret to him.
"You mean this little glowing spot is magic?"
Watching white light shine from the tip of Luan's wand, Zalan asked with a face full of doubt.
"That's right. This is the Lumos Charm."
"The Silver Light Charm? What's the difference between that and my torch?"
Zalan was thoroughly unimpressed. In his view, magic should be something human effort could not accomplish.
Luan's spell could only illuminate an area three meters around them, leaving him somewhat disappointed.
Seeing the expression on Zalan's face, Luan felt a slight urge to show off.
"Then try this—Locomotor Mortis."
When the Willow Wand pointed at Zalan, the man who had just been mocking Luan lost his footing and fell flat on the ground.
As Luan prepared to go help him up, Zalan let out a cry of surprise.
"Oh, amazing! Now this is magic!"
Zalan showed none of the pain one would expect from someone hit by a spell. Feeling