"Friedlier, your Ranti is learning the language very quickly." "You even understood my conversation with Nezgoda, did you?" Oiv said. ”

Friedlear smiled, pretending not to understand what she was saying.

"Don't pretend you don't understand us." Oeve approached him and said, "Tell me all the clues you see from the rock wall about the Philosopher's Stone. ”

"I've told you a lot." Friedreel greeted Oiff as she approached, looked her in the eye and said, "To be honest, I'm not interested in the alchemy you just talked about. ”

Facing Friedlier, who was constantly getting closer to him, Oive dodged back slightly. Then she turned around and took off her cloak and hung it on a hanger in the house.

"If you're not interested in alchemy, that's fine, I don't have to worry about you anymore." Oeve said as she untied the light snake-scale armor she wore under her cloak. She was ready to change into an indoor casual dress.

"Worried about me?" Friedlier looked at Oive's graceful figure as she changed her clothes and asked, "You're always on the lookout for me, are you worried that I'm going to steal your alchemy?" ”

"Maybe a little." Oeve straightened her collar, turned to look at him and said, "Actually, I'm more worried that you'll leak information about the Philosopher's Stone's clues. ”

"Who can I divulge to?" Friedlier smiled and said, "Trust me, I don't have any interest in the Philosopher's Stone. I'm more interested in why you use Ouroboros as a tissue marker. ”

Looking at Friedlier, Oiff said, "I told you before, because Ouroboros represents the origin of all things, the death of the self, and the infinite cycle, and these three things are in line with the spirit of our organization, so our organization is marked by it. ”

"So, it was the Ouroboros that came first, and then your organization?" Friedlier asked curiously, "Didn't your organization come first, and then you designed this mark?" ”

"This," said Oeve after a moment's thought, "it's too old for me to tell, but maybe." ”

"Okay." Friedreel nodded helplessly.

"Friedlier, why did you draw an Ouroboros in the arena at that time?" Oeve asked.

"I said it too, because it's my family's crest." Friedlier said.

"Whew... All right. "Then why does your family have Ouroboros as their family crest?" ”

Friedlier shrugged his shoulders and said, "It is said that it is because the ancestor of my family has incarnated as an earthly python with the Ouroboros, Jörmungad. ”

"That's probably just a legend, and the real situation shouldn't be like that." O'Eve said.

"Perhaps." "It does sound like a legend, maybe our logo is the same, it's just a coincidence?" ”

"Impossible." Oeve thought for a moment and said, "There can't be such a coincidence, there must be some unknown connection between us..."

"If anything," said Friedlear, after a moment's thought, "my father is also keen on doing strange experiments, and he is a little bit like the people in your camp, and maybe he can be considered an alchemist. ”

"Your father was also an alchemist?" Oeve was surprised and thought for a moment, then asked, "And did your father tell you something about the Philosopher's Stone?" ”

"He rarely says anything to me, and besides, I do, I'm not interested in the Philosopher's Stone." Friedlier asked, "Oive, I'm curious, why do you always have to look for clues to the Philosopher's Stone?" ”

"It's my pursuit." "The Philosopher's Stone is very important to me, and of course I will try my best to follow all the clues about the Philosopher's Stone. ”

Friedlier asked, "Are those ancient alchemical formulas in the cave also clues to the Philosopher's Stone?" ”

"Of course, they're valuable." "Those formulas not only shed light on the materials used to craft the artifacts and the abilities they possessed. What's more, they all mention the Philosopher's Stone. Since it has been mentioned above, there will inevitably be a clue to finding the Philosopher's Stone, and of course, you will need to continue to help us crack it. ”

"Wait, you just said that the power of many artifacts..." "What exactly does that mean?" ”

"That's complicated to say, since you don't know anything about alchemy, even if I explain it to you, it's hard for you to understand." O'Eve said.

"Let's talk about it." "I just want to know why weapons crafted through the medium of the Philosopher's Stone have all sorts of magical abilities. ”

"Do you want to know?" Oeve asked, leaning closer to Friedlier and looking at him.

"Of course."

"I'll tell you when you decipher a little more of what is on the rock wall." Oeve said with a smile.

Friedlier smiled and asked, "Okay, but I want to ask you, do you think there is a situation where a person has an artifact, but he never knows that he has an artifact?" Maybe he'd kept the artifact as a normal object? ”

"Oh, of course it happens." Oiff said, "The people who know the existence of the artifact themselves are a very small number of people. And because most artifacts have special abilities, and most of the owners of artifacts are silent about the abilities of artifacts, this often makes people who newly acquire artifacts not know what kind of abilities they have, or don't know that they have obtained artifacts at all. ”

"Oh, I see." Friedrell said thoughtfully.

"You ask... Have you ever seen any artifact? Oeve asked.

"No, I'm just asking." Friedreer laughed and said, "How could I ever have seen something like that." Besides, as you said, a person who does not know the existence of an artifact will not know what he has seen, even if he has seen it. ”

"Hmm." Oeve looked at Friedlier and said, "Honestly, you've helped us a lot in this time. Although you didn't give us a direct clue to the Philosopher's Stone, I still want to say thank you to all of you. ”

Friedlier pursed his lips and nodded, then asked, "O'Eve, did you say that all the alchemists in the world are keen to find the Philosopher's Stone?" ”

Oeve thought for a moment and said, "Almost. But any alchemist who has a pursuit will go to find the Philosopher's Stone. ”

"My father, too, has always been obsessed with finding the Philosopher's Stone." Friedlier sat down on the messy drawings on the floor, looked up at Oeve and asked, "I'm curious, what does that Philosopher's Stone look like?" ”

"This.." Oeve thought for a moment and said, "It's hard for me to describe it to you, because I haven't seen it either. However, it is said that it is a special substance composed of ether. ”

"Aether?"

"Yes, Aether." "Haven't you heard? ”

"Nope." "Tell me about it." ”

"More than 1,000 years ago, in the classical era, there was a scholar named Arestott in the south of Garland, who discovered the fifth element in addition to the four elements of water, fire, air, and earth, and that fifth element is the ether." "It is said that the fifth element is still an element that exists in large quantities beyond the sky. ”

"This... Sounds mysterious. Friedlier thought for a moment and said, "Since the Philosopher's Stone is made of mysterious aether, I think that the Philosopher's Stone must be worth a lot of money." ”

"It can't be measured by money, the Philosopher's Stone, it is the supreme treasure of the world, the crystallization of the world of the universe." O'Eve said.

Friedlier nodded in understanding.

Oeve approached Friedreel, and she sorted through the drawings scattered on the ground and said to him, "The Philosopher's Stone, it is said that it can not only be used to refine artifacts, make elixirs, but even open the door of truth after gathering a few keys, and the ultimate mystery of all things in the world is hidden behind the door of truth. ”

"What are the gates of truth, the mysteries of all things, you speak?" Friedrier asked puzzled as he looked at Oeve who leaned over to collect the drawings.

"Think of it as a door to all the mysteries." "No one has ever seen what it is, and it is difficult for me to tell you, but it is my highest vocation to peek behind the door of truth." ”

"Taller than looking for the Philosopher's Stone?" Friedlier asked.

"Yes." "It's just that it's too difficult, and you have to collect a few keys besides the Philosopher's Stone." No one has done this for thousands of years. ”

"Since it's so difficult, you still make it the highest pursuit of your life? Just to see a mystery? .... Can you gain wealth, power, or fame and status when you read the mysteries? "Compared to that, I prefer to believe in the mind of the situation, the sharp weapon, the strong shield, the strong body, and the fighting spirit to see death." That's what really helps people get everything they want. ”

"Power, status, wealth, fame are not what I seek, Friedrear." "If your life's quest is power, status, wealth, fame, then what you just said is not wrong, and you can rely on those things to help you win it." ”

Friedleer smiled and continued, "I do want to be rich, and I want to have power, fame, and status, but I also want to pursue love, and I don't know what can help me get it." ”

Oeve smiled when she heard this, and she looked at Friedreel's light blue eyes and asked him affectionately, "Don't you think you've pursued love?" ”

Friedlear raised an eyebrow, then said, "I don't think so. ”

Frustrated by Friedley's answer, Oeve picked up a stack of paperwork in displeasure, then quickly got up and walked away to the other end of the house.

Friedrear smiled at Oiffellio's departing back, and he picked up a drawing on the ground and looked at it.

Although the drawings were full of alchemical symbols, as well as the ancient Phedon runes, Friedlier didn't really see a word at the moment. Because all that comes to his mind at the moment is Sibelis.

He had always missed her, and even though Friedreel was now living with Oive, he still missed her as much as he had ever been. In Friedlier's mind, he felt that Oeve and him were just taking what they wanted. What really worries him all the time in his heart is always that little girl, Si Bailis.

He thought of her immature and lovely face, her innocent smile, and her clear and bright innocent eyes. He missed the days with her on Frosttrail Island.

The more Friedrier thought about it, the more he felt that it was time to go back to Fyton, and he wanted to see Cyblices as soon as possible. But the knowledge and secrets of Oeve and the Ouroboros, as well as his family's connections to them, still attracted Pheta to find out, and most importantly, he lacked the ships and sailors to return to Featon.

Fridlier, who was a little distraught by this, casually threw away the drawings. He lay down on the ground instead, looking helplessly at the ceiling. A twine-string candlestick lamp hangs from the ceiling, and the candlestick lamp is covered with dust. Looking at the motionless candelabra lamp, Friedlier meditated for a while. Then, he casually turned his head again. However, as he was lying on the floor, he turned his head and suddenly saw a dusty book lying under a cupboard in the room.

Friedleer crawled curiously to the floor towards the book, reaching out and hooking it out from under the cupboard. Holding the book in his hand, Friedlier saw that it was very old, and that it was not exactly a book but a thicker notebook, as there was no writing on its old sheepskin cover.

Flip opened the notebook at random, and Friedlier was surprised to see that the words in the notebook turned out to be Facton, and the date was written on the header of each page. This is a diary.

Featon's diary was written in Fetton to Friedley's surprise and curiosity. He quickly flipped the notebook back to the first page and reopened the journal. On the title page, he first saw a sentence, "May every homeless child return to his hometown. G. Toffordy. Friedlier was surprised to find that the signature was the name of the father of the current king of Facton, Tofly, the "One-Eyed King" Tofly Sr.

"This turned out to be his diary.." Friedlear muttered in surprise, and then he flipped back the pages of the diary, and then he saw the following:

In the 5th year of the dragon's heart calendar, the month of the seahorse, the twentieth day, sunny.

Our war against the Talts was finally won. This is not only the result of the wise leadership of his father, but also the result of the unity and fearlessness of the warriors of the islands. I am sincerely pleased with their unity and bravery.

When the news of the victory came, I was still at the dock on Longxin Island ready to board. And now, I'm on the ship to the Far North. This is my first time taking a boat to the Far North and I'm excited. From there, I plan to record this voyage. I think I can see that thing on this trip to the Far North.

Friedreer turned the page.

In the 5th year of the dragon's heart calendar, the month of the seahorse, the twenty-first day, sunny.

All the best. It's incredible that Basreal actually hoisted a white-fin trout fish. It's beautiful, but honestly, it's really hard to eat.

In the 5th year of the dragon's heart calendar, the month of the seahorse, the twenty-second day, sunny.

The wind direction changed and we had to fold the sails and use the oars. The fighters were exhausted.

In the 5th year of the dragon's heart calendar, the 23rd day of the seahorse month, it was cloudy.

Today Itellil told me a joke that was so funny that I would like to write it down so that I could tell it to the other warriors later.

In order to be able to participate in the expedition and plunder and get a share of the spoils, a woman chose to disguise herself as a man. But on the battlefield, she had her period, and her pants were dyed red because of it. One of the warriors said to her with great concern, "Are you badly wounded?" Let me see. The female warrior said shyly, "I'm fine." But the warrior insisted on examining her wounds, and when he saw her "wounds," he said in amazement, "Oh my God, even the chickens have been cut off, and you still say it's all right?" ”

Friedlier couldn't help but smile when he saw this. But Friedrie's smile caught Oive's attention, and she turned her head to see the notebook that Friedreel was holding in her hand at this time, and she hurried over from the other end of the room.

She was about to snatch Friedley's notebook from his hand, but Friedreel reacted quickly, and he immediately dodged and dodged her.

"Give it back to me, it doesn't belong to you." Oeve said as she looked at Friedlier.

Friedlier smiled and shook his head, "No, it belongs to me. You must not know what is recorded above? ”

"Why do you ask?" Oeve asked.

"Then why did you take it?" Friedlier asked.

"I told you, it doesn't belong to you." Owe said firmly, "Friedrear, don't embarrass me. ”

Friedlier pursed his lips and said, "I don't want to embarrass you, Owe. But this diary is all written in the Phetton language, even if I give it to you, can you read it? ”

"It's none of your business." O'Eve said.

"No, it's my business." "Do you know who the owner of this diary is?" ”

Oeve blinked curiously, then asked him, "Who do you say?" ”

Friedlier smiled and said, "If you don't know anything, what's the use of keeping it?" ”

Oive's face sank slightly, and she said, "Of course I know who it is. You give it back to me. ”

Friedlier asked her curiously, "Why should I give it back to you if you know who it is?" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Oeve asked Friedreel.

"The owner of this diary is the old king of our Phacton." Friedlier looked into Oive's clear eyes and said, "To be exact, this is our Fiyton item. ”

"But he gave us the item." O'Eve said.

"He'll give you the diary?" Friedlier smiled and asked, "Give it to you, who don't even know the word Feiton, so that you can use it to eat ashes under the cupboard?" ”

"Friedlier, this is our belongings, and you can't look through them without my permission." Oeve continued.

Friedlier smiled and approached Oive, looking into her dark eyes and whispering, "Actually, you don't know what's in this diary, do you?" ”

Oeve didn't speak, and Friedreel could sense in her twinkling eyes that she wanted to know the contents of the diary.

"Let me read it, I promise you, I'll tell you the truth about the contents of my diary." "Perhaps... What is the clue about the Philosopher's Stone? ”

"This.." O'Eve, looking hesitant.

"Do you want to miss a chance to find a clue about the Philosopher's Stone?" "I promise," said Friedley, "I promise that I will translate the contents of this journal to you." Maybe through it, you'll get important clues. ”

"Really?" Oeve looked at Friedreel and thought for a moment, then she asked in surprise and doubt, "Are you really going to translate the contents to me truthfully?" ”

"Of course." Friedreer said as he pulled Oiff into his arms.

Just as the two were ambiguous, they suddenly heard Nezgoda knock on the door and said, "Miss, Bruulis and Abhici have returned, and they have important things to report to you." ”

Friedlier smiled lightly, and Oiv hurriedly straightened his clothes and said, "Okay, Nezgoda, I know." I'll go right over. ”

Friedlier put the diary away, and he walked out the door with Oive.