"It's just a ball of holy light, used to overpower the resentment of the revenant. Ferry looked ahead and explained softly, "Trust me, as a priest I can feel the breath of the dead. Resolving his grievances can help him rest in peace soon. ”

The orb of light struck the figure, scattering into a soft shimmer of light around him. The so-called revenant rest did not appear, but the figure stopped writing and looked at Fee, who nervously shrank behind Green Wind.

"Humans who can use divine magic, write this down. The figure pondered, and then buried himself in the record.

Green Wind suddenly relaxed, turned around and whispered, "He should be a goblin scholar." ”

Goblin scholar Catherine finally remembered the illustration she had seen in The Lost Civilization. In ancient times, a little later than the dwarven civilization, the legendary goblin civilization also fell. Today's goblins have long since become a subordinate race, relying on others to survive. Working to survive is just a nice way to say, but in fact the goblins are reduced to slavery.

As for the goblin scholars, they are legendary recorders of knowledge and culture, once revered by all races. They are well-versed in all languages, and they travel and observe in the world. Every goblin scholar has his own encyclopedia, just like the one in front of him. They spend their entire lives learning and documenting.

The teacher, Quisling, once tried to find an encyclopedia of local elves among the people to verify the history of the elves. Unfortunately, the most complete surviving book is only three pages from the Royal Library. The above words only confirm that the Elven King is an existence in the late age of the gods.

Catherine thought of this, and felt the urge to rush forward to grab a book and read. However, reason calmed her down, and it was obvious that the goblin scholar in front of her was not an ordinary form of survival. Let's not talk about whether the book can be read or not, but this trip to Doden has too many oddities.

Whether it's the mighty druids, the dark creatures that haunt the night, the storm wolves that shouldn't appear, and the terrifying monster Gesio, how do these things that common sense can't explain come together in a single region?

The anvil's sacrifice has already taken too much pain on the team, and now the priority is to get out alive rather than try some possible unknown adventure.

"Bang Dang" Catherine turned around and saw that the Great Coldstar Lock had actually fallen to the ground, and the blood of the black-fronted rat had taken effect. The four of them slowly retreated to the door, and Ferry tried to remove the lock, but it took a lot of effort in vain, and Ass reluctantly moved it. He shook his hand and came back and said, "Sure enough, it is five times heavier than ordinary refined iron, and it is really not a loss of Cold Star Mine." ”

Just in case, Catherine condensed an icy snowball in her hand to guard against the goblin scholar. The remaining three people struggled to push open the palace gates.

The door was really heavy, and the three of them worked hard, and a lot of plaster fell on the crack of the door. After a puff of smoke and dust, the palace gate finally began to move slowly, revealing a gap that could be squeezed through.

What a thick door, Catherine looked back and admired in her heart. There is a stone gate that is a full man's width, and I am afraid that it is carved from a whole piece of granite, and it is estimated that only the ancient dwarf king has such a handiwork.

A hot wind blew through the door, and it stopped for a moment. Ten seconds later, another hot wind blew, which still stopped after a few moments.

It's a bit weird in the palace, and Green Wind volunteers to explore the way first. He poked his head into the crack in the door, and immediately made a signal to turn off the flame, and then entered through the door.

Catherine unleashed two ice spells to extinguish the fires in the trays on either side. The goblin scholar apparently noticed this too, and he was shaken by the hot wind, and the white mist that condensed his body dispersed, but immediately gathered back to fill the gap. The goblin scholar's fuzzy face seemed to frown, lost in a momentary thought.

Then, I saw him stretch out his hand and swipe back and forth in the air, and one of his fingers changed into a little finger-length white mist bird. The little bird broke free from the goblin scholar's fingers, and flew through the crack in the door into the palace on its own.

Catherine was a little anxious, and looked through the crack in the door, but she couldn't see anything in the dark. She knew that Ass was just as uneasy, and his snort had become heavier. Ferry was more relaxed, observing the goblin scholar who glowed faintly in the darkness.

A few more hot blows blew, and the green wind finally returned.

"What does the flushing of the tips of the elves' ears mean?" muttered the goblin scholar as he looked down in the encyclopedia.

Catherine was startled, Green Wind's ears were mostly hidden in her shoulder-length hair, and she wondered how the goblin scholar had seen it in the dark.

"There's a sleeping dragon. Green Wind whispered. The deliberately muffled voice seemed to be afraid of waking up the legendary creature next door. As for the remarks of goblin scholars, it is obvious that they are not impressed.

Fifty years, or a hundred years, there has been no news of this terrible creature. Every story that accompanies the dragon is recorded along with terms such as powerful, dangerous, and killing. Now the green wind tells everyone that there is one next door. Catherine could only face this fact with shock at this point. Both Ace and Feeley subconsciously took a few steps back, away from the gate.

"What to do? Do you want to fight the dragon? It's no different from dying. The heads of the four men almost collided, and Ferry clutched his throat and made a sound that could not have been smaller.

"It was sleeping, and I saw that the other end of the palace seemed to be able to climb out. "Green Wind is more detailed this time.

"Staying here is also waiting for death, why don't you try, I'll go with Green Wind first. Even if you die at the hands of a dragon, it is better than starving here. After speaking, Ace walked to the crack in the door and carefully observed, although he could not see anything.

"But I've heard that the dragon's nose is so smart that it smells us. Ferry protested, and Catherine vaguely saw Ace glaring at the timid priest.

"No matter how agile we are, it's not when we're asleep, we have a chance when we move fast enough. Catherine's last words were a sign of support for As.

"The flushing of the tips of the ears represents violent emotional swings, such as anger. The goblin scholar suddenly spoke loudly. Ferry wanted to step forward and squeeze the old scholar's mouth, but before he could take a step, he was grabbed by As.

"Elves are good at controlling their emotions, and there is usually nothing in life that can cause their mood swings. The goblin scholar's gaze lingered on a certain page, shaking his head and continuing to read. At this moment, the white mist bird also flew back through the crack in the door, and plunged into the goblin scholar's body and disappeared.

"No wonder, no wonder. The goblin scholar seemed to have obtained some information, and suddenly realized, "The Elven King's 'Brilliant Battle Bow' has actually become the collection of the black dragon, this must be recorded." ”

The goblin scholar finally stopped his loud chatter, but his words still revealed a lot of information.

The words "Brilliant Battle Bow" made Green Wind take a deep breath rarely, for Ace and Feeley, they had never heard of the Elven King's Brilliant War Bow, but they seemed to have guessed where the Elf's anger came from, and Catherine had not heard of the weapon either, but she thought of a text related to the Elves.

"The king shows his brilliance,

The sky loses color.

The earth regains hope,

The stars fall into the swamp. ”

This is the final description of a war in "The Legend of the Elf King". Catherine was suddenly a little excited, and the poem did not tell the cause or the effect of the war, and even the opponent of the Elven King was not named. But the teacher, Quisling, believes that it is not that the poem is not explained, but that people do not really understand the hidden words in the poem.

In fact, the goblin scholar's words made a bold guess pop into Catherine's mind. If the "brilliant" in the first sentence refers to the so-called war bow, then the "star" in the last sentence may also be a reference, such as hinting at Bledstein, who is known as the "dazzling starlight" among the three ancient dragon kings.

"It's a pity that I don't have time to research, no, it would be nice if the teacher was here. Catherine let out a sigh as she squeezed her academic thoughts out of her head.

In the time that Catherine had said goodbye to academics, Ace and Green Wind had crept through the crack in the door. The two warriors took the lead, and Ferry also drilled through with their answer. After the break, Catherine glanced at the goblin scholar who was still struggling to write, and turned and walked into the palace full of unknowns.