Chapter 40: Baron Rivendell and The Elder Scrolls Part II

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Unable to sleep, I put on a huge cloak and walked out of the room.

In front of you, there is an endless green space, and the hills in the distance are lined with towering trees, and the scenery is very charming.

This land, before the natural disaster, was so beautiful, but in later generations, it was called the land of the Eastern Plague.

Stratholme, too, was transformed into a place of terror due to the invasion of the Scourge Legion.

At night, in the eastern plague land, the breeze was gentle, and I sat on the grass, looking at the stars in the sky, and suddenly remembered all kinds of reality.

As I was thinking, I heard footsteps around me, and I looked back and saw that it was Terridas.

"Can't you sleep too?" Tyridas' voice is beautiful.

I still remember that the first time I heard the voice of this Shadow Priest in a crooked voice, I felt inexplicable curiosity and affection for the owner with such a gentle and deep voice.

How did they end up together? I looked at the person in front of me, familiar eyebrows.

I don't remember much...... Everything seems to be so natural.

We went fishing together, we made inscriptions for him, he gave me a lot of pets and toys, and then we met for the first time and went on a trip together......

Everything is so natural, without any pretentiousness.

Teridad is so gentle and gentlemanly, and so comfortable.

……

Finally pulling back my thoughts, I nodded at Tyridas and said with a smile, "yes, I'm a little nervous, I'm afraid I'll ...... tomorrow."

"If you can't do it with certainty, why do you say yes?" Terridas sat down beside me, his grim face covered in a faint layer of moonlight.

I smiled at Terridas, and asked, "I haven't done it yet, how do you know I can't?" ā€

The corners of Tyridas's mouth lifted slightly, and he actually smiled, "You're really interesting, Nydia, I've never seen someone as special as you." ā€

"Oh?" I suddenly felt that it was only when I sat with Tyridas that I felt so confident, and I didn't always have a feeling of looking up at him and feeling inferior like when I looked at Cynoan.

With a slight smile, I asked, "What's so special?" ā€

Tyridas turned his eyes to me and said, "I feel like you're not of this world. ā€

A chill came, I shivered, I couldn't help but wrap my cloak tightly, and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "This is ...... Compliment? ā€

No matter how you listen to it, I think this is the evaluation I got after I was caught, bastard!

Tyridas stopped talking, his hands propped back, his black hair fluttering in the breeze, and he looked up at the sky.

I looked at his side face, thought of his conversation with the archbishop in the afternoon, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is your teacher like that...... Honorable man, why would you abandon your faith in the Light and study dark magic? ā€

Tyridas glanced at me, crossed his hands behind his head, leaned back, and lay down on the grass.

Just when I thought he wouldn't tell why, Tyridas's voice came from there.

"If you find that what you have always believed in will not save your loved ones, will you still hold on to your faith?" He turned his face to look at me.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes into the dark eyes of Tyridas in a deep pool.

Beloved?

Could it be ...... In this world...... Tyridas already has a ...... Beloved?

I was surprised for a moment and didn't know what to say, so I didn't know what to say for a long time, and then I had to say, "Maybe...... No. ā€

Tyridas stopped talking, avoided my surprised gaze, and looked at the starry sky.

I sighed, it seems, this world is not the same as the game world I know, but how to explain the artifacts of the Church of Tyridas? Those are all real! And shadow.

I wanted to ask, but I was afraid to hear what I didn't want to hear, and since it had all gone up with the fire of the monastery, I didn't want to talk about it again.

Anyway...... In reality, it has already been ...... with Teridas. separated.

After a while in the grass, the night was so dark that I sneezed several times.

Before leaving, Teraidas was still lying on the grass in that position, staring at the stars in a daze.

Perhaps, he was thinking about his beloved?

I looked back at his lonely figure, hesitated slightly in my heart, and went back to my room to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I met Teridad again in the dining room, who had arrived earlier than I and was sitting at the table eating breakfast.

I glanced at him and remembered that last night, I suddenly had an itchy nose and a loud sneeze.

Terredas was also startled by the loud sneeze and turned to look at me with a look of incessant expression.

Just when I felt embarrassed, Saiwen's children's voice sounded behind me: "You have a cold? ā€

I blinked, turned back and replied, "I had a cold last night." ā€

Severn's brow furrowed, and he didn't say anything more, pulling out his chair and sitting next to me.

After a hurried breakfast, I ran to the cathedral, and as soon as I had run two steps, Severn caught up with me and scolded, "Are you an idiot, you can't run fast just after eating!" ā€

"Oh......" I had to slow down and follow Severn, who was a head shorter than myself, and slowly walked down the church hall, where Tyridas followed us.

The archbishop had probably informed Baron Rivendell yesterday, so when the three of us entered the hall of the church, the baron was already waiting for us.

Today's baron wore a lord's formal suit, which was somewhat similar to Aiden's costume that he had seen on the road that day, but it was also more ornate than Aiden's, and the brim of the dress and hat was inlaid with all kinds of shining gemstones, reflecting the pure white feathers on the hat, which looked more noble.

"Miss Nydia, I heard the archbishop say that you can understand the mysteries of the Elder Scrolls?" Before we could get closer, Baron Rivendell asked straight to the point.

"Yes," I looked Baron Rivendell in the eye, "I do have a chance to break the seal of the Elder Scrolls." ā€

"I'm an inscriptionist." I added, albeit with a slight emptiness.

Archbishop Alonsos. Dressed in a golden cloak, Fao stood to the side, with a serious expression on his face, as if thoughtful.

I glanced at the archbishop beside me, and said, "But baron, I want to ask you a question. ā€

"You say," Rivendell still had the usual smile on his face.

"What I want to ask is, is the purpose of your collection of these Elder Scrolls to study psychic spells and summon the undead?" My voice was not loud, but everyone in the church hall could hear it clearly.