As the last red sun of the year grew cold in the dim night at the end of the valley to the west, Strayer stood on top of the tallest tower of the old castle in the dormitory. www.biquge.info He was visibly tired from forcibly using his magic for a long time, his hands propped up on the cold low wall in front of him, and his slight breath condensed into a white mist in his chest, and sometimes even rustled into ice crystals, and then fell like dust. And following the young man's black eyes to the bottom of the tower, the Morin and the others, who could vaguely distinguish the shape, were chasing each other out of the main entrance of the castle and along the pebble path by the lake to the woodland.

I guess I'm going to the library, Strayer thought.

A cold wind blew, and he narrowed his eyes, still looking at a few people in the distance, and saw the incomprehensible Maureen Calland, noticed his gaze, turned around and waved at himself from afar. After accidentally seeing Maureen at the beginning of the school year, he privately ordered someone to do some investigation, only to learn that the little-known Baron Calland turned out to be the famous commander of the legion, and was even called the griffon's shield at one time. Although the incident more than twenty years ago has been completely buried, and even as a king who has not yet ascended the throne, he has not been able to find out anything for a while, but since that incident, the Griffon's Shield has not been in charge of a single soldier, and has even been publicly monitored by the Temple of Nature, and of course there is no political position.

Anyway, it's better not to be an enemy of yourself on purpose, just let those guys do the rest.

After a moment's hesitation, Strayer also raised his left hand and waved, but the movement was much more elegant, and at the same time, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, which was a little different from his usual trademark gentle smile. But only a moment later, he suddenly tilted, his left hand on his chest, and he gasped heavily.

"Sick again?" Osmond, a short and fat boy like a bear, was standing behind Strayer, he just wanted to raise his round arms to support His Highness, but immediately controlled his instinctive reaction, and only whispered a question, but those small black eyes still showed a deep worry.

Strayer quickly straightened up, only the twitching fist that half-exposed the cuffs, and the stiff and tight waist, showed that he had not fully recovered, and the smile on his original face had long been replaced by gloom and even fierceness.

He took a slow breath, turned his gaze to the starry night sky, and said, "Osmond, how long have we known each other?"

"It's been seven or eight years, Your Highness," Osmond took two steps forward, standing side by side with Strayer, "I remember that at that time, my grandfather had to discuss matters with His Majesty the Lord Regent every day, and the situation was chaotic, so he always took me with him when he didn't feel at ease to leave me at home, and it was then that I met His Highness in the palace. ”

"Yes, if you don't say that I have to forget what happened at that time," as if remembering something, Strayer's expression relaxed a lot, and said with a bit of reminiscence: "At that time, the palace was still being repaired, I told you that I had a lot of schoolwork, and Uncle Wang was strict with me, and he didn't have much free time every day, so you always wanted to help me dig a tunnel, and wanted me to sneak out of the palace to play." ”

Osmond laughed, "It's just that we can't hide the eyes of those guards, we can't dig much at a time, and they fill it in that night." ”

Strayer also laughed, but the laughter gradually decreased, and sighed: "For many years, I have only known you as a friend, and I only trust you......"

"Your Highness......" Osmond couldn't keep up for a while, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Strayer waved his hand, still looking at the starry sky, and said softly: "In the future, if something unexpected happens, you will always be on my side." ”

"The desire of my king's heart is the point of my sword. Osmond took a step back, gave a knightly salute with his empty hand, and said earnestly.

"It's enough to have your words, let's go, the dinner party is about to start......"

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"Bergamo, Manuscript Section, Room 2, Fifth Floor, Bergamo......" Morin muttered, hurrying into the magic archway leading to the library, and as soon as the scene changed from a snowy forest to a brightly lit hall, he collided head-on.

"Ahh

"Oops!" was a girl's voice.

"Alice?!" Seeing that she was not injured, Merlin hurriedly packed up the books scattered all over the ground, the only drawback of the magic arch, you always can't see the situation on the other side, it is easy to collide in and out, so they generally walk through slowly, and abide by the rules of right in and right out. It's just that Morin was too excited just now, just thinking about the manuscript, and ran in from it.

Seeing clearly that it was Morin, Alice straightened her clothes in a little panic, and also squatted down to sort out the books, she was just leaving with the borrowed books, who wanted Morin to run head-on, she was stunned for a moment and couldn't dodge.

"Why are you in the library?" asked Morin, handing her a few books.

"Because the guys in command have quickly completed the cleaning task, I'll come here to read the book for a while. Alice replied.

"Actually, I've always wondered why Thea and they came to study in Iluvita, don't the dragons have their own educational heritage?" asked Morin, a question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"Actually, I don't know much either," Alice thought for a moment, "but I heard my mother say that because the education of the dragon clan is very long and slow, their patriarch felt that the situation on the mainland was not very stable, so he sent a few young dragons here to let them grow up quickly." Don't look at Xia, she looks like a seven or eight-year-old girl, but in fact, she has only been born for less than twenty years, and to the dragons, she is like a three-year-old child of a human being. ”

She looked at Maureen and saw that he was not carrying the books, and asked, "By the way, the dinner party is about to start, but you, why are you still coming to the library at this time?"

Morin was about to answer, but there was a voice from Makas Na Gesok behind him: "As a nobleman, even if you don't have an aristocratic demeanor, you must at least know the most basic rules of behavior, such as walking slowly and keeping to the right when passing through the magic arch. At this time, Tilna slowly walked into the library hall with the remaining three, and Marcas saw the scene in front of him, and his heart was happy, and said, "Look at what I said, nobleman...... Ahem......"

But he was glared at by Barron and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"We're just here to check up some information, and we'll see you in the evening!" Seeing that Aeno and the others had arrived, Morin didn't stop, waved at Alice and walked quickly towards the manuscript area.

Alice turned her head to look at the backs of several people, then looked at the three rotating hourglasses on the wall, gritted her teeth, and returned to the deserted study area with the book, hum, there is still a door (hour) time, and I will not be compared to the book for a while.

"Found it!" Morin carefully removed a stack of modest manuscripts from the shelves, and although the House Elves commented that Berma was not a famous master, Morin was quite familiar with the name, because at his home in Harry Harry, he had read half of the manuscripts of Berro's travelogues.

Yes, it is a travelogue, and it is quite a good travelogue - "The Diary of Romans: A Summary of the Continent of Todel", which seems to record the bits and pieces of his daily life, but in fact, the book only describes the scenery, and in the most delicate strokes Maureen has ever read the unforgettable scenery of the author's travels, but it does not leave any magical images, not even a single illustration. "Only by climbing the snowy peaks step by step, enduring the lonely night day by day, and then breathing in the almost frozen magic, will you find that a ray of light is so worthy of tears. This is a sentence written by Bergos on the title page. Even Morin had the desire to travel to every corner of the world because of reading this half of the travelogue.

The boy came back to his senses and looked at the manuscript in his hand, rejecting the voice in his mind that asked him if he wanted to read it. The paper woven from the original dull yellow threadweed (a very resilient herb that can be peeled into extremely fine silk, and the paper woven from this silk can be preserved for a long time) has turned gray-brown even if it is protected by magic, but the dark green handwriting is still very clear, and I don't know how to arrange the ink.

I saw that the first chapter had a line titled "The Fall of Lorenda-Darkness in the Shadows", and Lorenda was supposed to be one of the countless ups and downs of the kingdoms of the Third Age, and Merlin had some impressions, but he had never seen a more specific record. He flipped to the second sheet and saw the name of Philoma and his account:

"I care very little about history, much less about the rise and fall of a kingdom, but here, in the shadow of Loronda, I see the purest darkness, and I feel obliged to write it down, even if the future is doomed, and may the alarm bells ring forever. Berroman, Todel Continental Calendar, Third Age, 1295. ”

The five and a half gathered around the manuscript, holding their breath, and read page by page as Morin flipped it.

The manuscript is not thick, only a few dozen of them, and the first half mainly records the experience of living in Lorenta, and then records the history of the country for more than two hundred years, from its first king standing proudly on the ruins of a tower to proclaim the establishment of the kingdom, until its last king set himself on fire with magic in front of the palace and perished with more than 300 enemy troops.

"When the broken star flag fell, I was standing on top of the tower that had been raised for the first time more than two hundred years ago, and I looked around at the birth and destruction of this country, big and small, all in front of me. I suddenly realized that all this was not a tragic coincidence, but a cobweb woven by countless details and fragments, each trembling spider thread was connected with war and blood, in which the people wept, in which the heroes fell, and the noble fell into the abyss of decay, and in the middle of that web, the source of everything, I saw the eye, the eye without pupils. ”

Looking at Berroman's account, the hearts of several people were a little heavy, and this manuscript ended here, and Maureen turned to the next page.

"How so?!" the boy said in a lost voice.

I saw that this manuscript, starting from the upper left corner, an arc-shaped cut to the lower left, most of the pages were missing.

(This chapter involves a lot of time, and it was written very slowly, and even today, there are at least two chapters left, and I will try to make it up.) ）

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