During this time, Friedlier was able to recover from his arm injury under the careful care of Nezgoda. He didn't know if his left arm would eventually be as nimble as it used to be, but he knew in his heart that with Nezgoda's help, his injuries had not suppurated, ulcerated, or worsened, which saved his life, or at least one arm.

Niezgoda talked to Friedlier as much as he could every day, and occasionally he brought in someone or two who knew a little of Feyton. During his time at the camp recuperating from his wounds, Friedlier often saw Oiff, but they rarely communicated with each other, perhaps because of the language barrier, or perhaps because of an inexplicable deliberate avoidance between men and women. The two didn't communicate much, but Friedlier could feel the attention and importance she paid to him from the way Eve usually looked at her.

Friedlier knew in his heart that the people of this camp must have been so zealous and diligent in taking care of themselves and teaching themselves to speak their language, they must have wanted to understand why they had drawn the Ouroboros in the arena that day. Friedlier was also interested in figuring out a number of questions, the most important of which was why their logo was the same as his family's crest. In order to solve these puzzles, Friedlier also tried his best to learn their language, Randy.

Three months later, Friedlier felt that his arm injury was almost healed. At least now, he doesn't have to hang his injured arm under his neck with a bandage.

Early one morning, after eating the berries that the blond young man Brullis had brought him, Fredelier came to the old man's house in Nezgoda, where he wanted to ask him about where he could take the boat to Featon, in preparation for his return to Fyton.

"Oeve wants to see you."

Friedlier was about to knock on the door when he heard Nezgoda come from the side and speak to him.

"Oive, me?" Friedlier pointed to himself and asked Nezgoda.

"Yes, come with me." Nezgoda nodded.

Nezgoda led Friedreel to the large log door, and after a long time, the wooden door slowly opened a gap, and Friedrier wanted to peek through the gap, but saw Oeve suddenly dodge out of it.

"Friedlier, I think you've studied for this time and can roughly understand what we're saying, right?" Oiff said to him as slowly as she could.

Friedlier understood Oive's language, and he nodded.

"Now, come with me." Oeve beckoned to him, "You must be curious to know what's in there, right?" ”

Friedlier looked up at the room with the big round door, then nodded, "Yes." ”

"Nezgoda, take the guards to defend here." With that, Owe led Friedreel into the door.

Friedreer sensed in the moment before entering the door that Oiv had Nezgoda lead the guards to guard the gate, as if it was not to prevent outsiders from entering, but more like to prevent him from escaping from inside.

"You, worried, me?" Friedlier said to O'Eve in jerky Randy.

"I don't know you well enough." "But we're not completely distrustful of you. ”

Friedreer didn't speak, and Oiff had a hard time judging how well Friedreel understood his words.

Following in Oive's footsteps, Friedreel walked through the doorway behind the log door, and after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he realized that it was nothing more than a large warehouse. Inside the warehouse, there were many items, mostly covered in canvas, and Friedlier couldn't tell what was inside.

As Friedlier looked away from the room, he saw Oiff walk straight to a wooden wall, and she pushed it hard to one side, and then suddenly the whole wall moved. Friedlier realized that Oiff had been pushing a hidden wooden hanging door the size of a wall, which he had not even noticed before.

The moment the hanging wooden door opened, a cool wind suddenly blew out, abruptly lifting a corner of a canvas covering the goods in the room. Friedlear approached and saw that under the canvas was a stack of dragon-perched wood that was unique to Fetton.

"Come on in." Without waiting for Friedlier to think more, Oiff stood in front of the hanging door and said to Friedley.

The wind blowing through the door quickly ruffled her short black hair, and Friedlier glanced at her and followed her inside.

Friedleer entered the door only to find that at the back of the house, behind the large hanging door, was a long, narrow grotto. Seeing this, Friedlier realized that this large house with a round door may have been built to cover the entrance of the cave, and it and this hanging door hid the cave very well.

The interior of the cavern was dark but not damp, and Friedlier followed Oeve in the darkness. After turning a narrow corner, Friedlier saw a fire reflecting from the hole ahead. As Oiff continued on his way, Friedlier greeted the firelight, and when he turned around, he felt that there was a large grotto hall in the cave. And the fire light is the dozens of braziers in the hall shining together.

The grotto hall was lit by braziers with brackets, and Friedlier looked around and saw that the floor of the hall was paved with polished very smooth gray marble, and in the middle of the hall was a black Ouroboros carved from obsidian, which was inlaid into the floor. On the four walls of the hall are lined with gray stone brick walls, and in addition to braziers, there are countless bottles and jars. And on the walls, there are countless bizarre symbols and images inscribed. He looked up and saw that in the entire cave hall, only the ceiling still maintained the original appearance of the cave.

Friedlier walked over to the black Ouroboros motif in the ground, reached out and touched the obsidian embedded in the ground, and then looked at Oive.

After glancing at Friedlier, Oiv turned around and retrieved a stone tablet from a stone platform in the hall, holding it up to Friedlier and asking, "Do you recognize this?" ”

Friedlier got up and looked closer to the slate, and he saw that the slab seemed to be carved from volcanic rock, and on the slab full of pores was carved a word made of ancient Phedon runes. Seeing this, Friedlier opened his mouth, he wanted to pronounce the word, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't think of how to pronounce them for a while.

"If you don't know, forget it." Oeve said to Friedlier, and then she put away the slate, "I know these symbols are strange. ”

"Nope." Friedreel suddenly said, "I know. ”

"What?" Oeve looked at Friedlier in amazement and asked him, "Do you know these words?" ”

Friedreel nodded.

"What does that mean?" Oeve asked him urgently.

Friedlier knew what that phrase meant, of course, but he thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know how to express it in Randy. He gestured with his fingers, first at the center of his eyebrows and the muscles in his arms, then with a shouting motion, then with his hands he made a horn on his head and pretended to go to the wall beside him, and after hitting the wall, Friedlier nodded as if he had heard something.

Seeing Friedlier's somewhat funny movements, Oiff hung her head and laughed secretly after a little patience.

Looking at Oeve snickering, Friedlier spread his hands and said in Randy, "Strength, break, communicate." ”

"I don't quite understand, can you try to talk about it again?" Oeve asked him.

Friedlier patted the wall, then he raised his hand and pointed to the ancient phedon rune on the stone tablet and said again, "Communicate." ”

Oeve still looked at Friedrell with a blank eye.

Somewhat helpless, Friedlier pointed to the X (with an extra vertical bar in the middle of the X) on the slate and said, with the sharp B character in Feyton, "These three sticks represent crossing and crossing, and the B symbol composed of these two identical triangles represents replication and synchronization, and the combination of the two letters should mean synchronous communication that can pass through obstacles." The distorted U character in front represents the brutal power of the original cow. I think the meaning of their formation together is that they are connected through everything with great power. ”

Of course, Oiff couldn't understand Friedrear's Featon language, but she was a little overjoyed when she saw Friedreel speak a lot of words, and he smiled slightly and said, "Friedreel, it seems that you know these ancient words, so come with me." ”

Friedlier saw Oive's face with pleasure, and he vaguely understood the purpose of her bringing her here, and she was here in the hope that he would be able to explain the meaning of the Phetton rune for her.

After putting down the stone slab in his hand, Owe led Friedreel to the other end of the hall. After rounding a stone platform, she approached a small, strangely shaped secret door, and pushed it open. Oeve turned around in front of the secret door and beckoned to Friedlier, motioning for him to follow her in.

Entering the stone gate, Friedleer found that the stone gate was followed by a narrow passage, but this passage was no longer a natural cave, it was smooth and well-proportioned on all sides, and there were wooden beams in several places, which indicated that it had been dug by hand.

A faint white light reflected from behind the corner of the passage, and Friedlier thought it was familiar at first, but when he turned around the corner and saw the light source, he couldn't help but gasp in surprise. He didn't expect this white light to come from a large piece of glowstone.

"This." Friedlier pointed to Oiff to the glowstone placed on the wall bracket, then to her heart, "We, Phyton." ”

"Yes, it's a specialty of your Phydon." Oeve said, "Someone of you in Pheton sold it to us. ”

Friedlier clearly understood Oive's words, and he asked her, "Who?" ”

"Luga Doseya." Oiv said to Friedlier, "Do you know her?" ”

Friedreer nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Although Friedlier didn't say it, he was extremely unhappy with Lugadosea's behavior of stealing glowstone. Like most of the Phaedons, he always believed that every glowstone contained the soul of the ancestors, and Lugadoseia's behavior seemed to him to be a complete desecration of the spirits of the ancestors of the Phaeton.

"Let's go." Oeve removed a glowstone lamp with claws attached to one side of the wall. She grasped the base of the claw and held the glowstone lamp in her hand. The glowstone lamp emits a light no less than that of a torch, illuminating the narrow tunnel nearby. The two of them continued on their way by the light.

Friedlier had been walking behind Oive, and after a short walk, he faintly heard a strange clatter coming from the other side of the tunnel. To Friedlier, the sound was more like the sound of a red-hot iron sword being quenched.

At the end of the tunnel, a hall reappeared. The hall was filled with a white light, and Friedlier followed Oiff into it, and he saw that the hall was far less large than the one before it, nor as neatly built as the one before, but the sight in it shocked him. For Friedlier saw that the whole hall was illuminated by four large glowstone lamps placed in the corners. And they only have one glowstone lamp like this for Frosttrail Island, and that is the one placed on the bow of the Starlight.

After cursing the greedy Lugadosea in his heart, Friedlier gazed at each of the stone lamps here, silently asking for forgiveness and guidance from his ancestors in his heart. At the same time, he was amazed at how Oive's gang could afford to buy such a valuable item, and how they only used it for lighting.

"You guys get out of here first." Oeve said suddenly.

While Friedlier was staring at the glowstone lamp, he suddenly heard Oeve say this, and realized that behind a tall and strange wooden utensils in the house, there were two old men in dark green burqas. Two old men emerged from behind the wooden frame, and after a brief and silent gathering of tools, they walked past Friedlier and walked outside.

As they passed by Friedley, Friedreel looked at them, and he found that these two men were the same two farmers he had seen in the camp on a daily basis, and the two farmers who often went out to buy food and come back to cook.

"Who are they, what are they doing?" Friedrier waited for them to leave and asked Oive.

Oeve shook her head slightly, not answering Friedley's question.

She beckoned, leading Friedlier around the strange wooden utensils. As he walked around the wooden implements, Friedlier saw a puddle of black mud on the ground where the two farmers had just stayed, and the black mud emitted a hint of heat. Friedlier stepped forward and sniffed closer, and he smelled a faint sour smell.

"Look here, do you know any of these?"

At the same time that Friedlier smelled the black mud and asked, Oiff was already standing under a rock wall at the end of the hall with dense inscriptions, and she pointed to the inscription on the rock wall and asked Friedley, "Most of the words on it are very similar to the words on the stone slab just now." ”

As Friedlier approached the rock wall, he first felt that this rock wall stood out in the cave hall. It seems that this rock wall, along with some of the surrounding stone walls, is far older than the rest of the cave.

Puzzled, Friedlier came to the bottom of the rock wall, and was surprised to find that the inscriptions on the walls were all ancient Pheuthedon scripts and Guffedon runes.

Some of the inscriptions are mottled and archaic, while others are blurred. Apparently these words have been inscribed on this rock face for a long, long time. While seeing the old inscriptions, Friedlier was surprised to find that there were a large number of ancient Pheufidon combinations that he could not even understand in these ancient Pheuthedon characters.

After trying to discern the simplest first paragraph on the rock face, Friedlier found that the first paragraph meant to exhort people to follow the rules. But as for what the rules were, they were not written on it, and Friedlier naturally did not know.

Friedlier turned to look at Oeve beside him. He wanted to tell her the gist of the first words. However, when he turned his face to look at Oive, he was keenly aware that Oive's hand was now pressed against the hilt of the sword at her waist. Friedlier immediately sensed that Oeve was being wary and wary of himself.

Seeing this, Friedlier immediately withdrew the words that had come to his lips, and he no longer intended to say anything to her. He gestured to Oeve instead, he pointed to his eyes and head, and he motioned to her that he needed to look and think about what was on the wall.

Oeve nodded at him in understanding.

Friedlier quickly moved his gaze back to the rock face. His mind tightened rapidly as his gaze wandered between the ancient Pheuthon words on the wall.

Why is she wary of me? They saved me and taught me their language, did they want me to help them translate the ancient Pheuthedon script? In this way, there must be a very important message in these words. However, since Lugadocia was in contact with them and would sell them glowstones, why didn't they want her to send a sage to decipher the words for them? After all, in Feathon, people who know Old Feathonian are not particularly rare.

Friedreel continued to wonder, could it be because of the Ouroboros logo? On that day, they drew the Ouroboros logo in the arena, so they took advantage of the chaos there to save themselves. Perhaps they thought that only those who identified with the Ouroboros logo were qualified to read the words? Perhaps there is a possibility that no one in the Featon Islands uses Ouroboros as their family crest except for themselves.

After some thought, Friedlier planned to decipher the meaning of the words on the rock wall and proceed to the next step. He then turned his attention back to the rock face.

After reading the words on the rock wall for a while. Friedlier found that in the lines of Paleophedon script of varying lengths on the rock wall, there were several key places in each row that he could not understand at all. This caused great confusion for his interpretation.

He skipped over the unintelligible phrases and continued to read backwards. After studying for a while, he further discovered that every line of words on this rock wall has a certain narrative pattern. Each line has a specific narrative pattern, which is very much like a formula. However, Friedlier could not understand these formula-like narratives for a while, because the ancient phrases he could not understand were precisely the most crucial parts of the formula.

He read from top to bottom, trying to find a line without an ancient phrase in order to be able to read a sentence so that he could understand what was inscribed on the rock face. But by the time he had read most of the text, Friedlier had not been able to find a single sentence that did not contain the ancient Feyton phrase.

Fridlier was disappointed when he saw that the last paragraph also contained the Old Pheuthonen phrase. However, just as Friedlier was about to stand up, his remaining gaze on the rock wall suddenly realized that the last word in this last line of text was an old Feyton phrase, but he knew it very clearly.

Friedlier approached the rock wall, and he carefully translated the inscription, "The sage of Sibboldreel, the broken sword of Calpori, (the unknown ancient Phedon phrase), the falling star of the evil serpent, the black glow crystal of the abyss, with (the unknown ancient Phedon phrase) as the medium, in the fire of the sun (the handwriting is blurred) on the day of the fire sacrifice to get the night to fall, the night. ”

The ancient phrase that Friedlier could understand was nightfall! Because this ancient and complex phrase was inscribed on the blade of his "Nightfall" sword, he was all too familiar. He instinctively wanted to go to the "Night", but then he suddenly remembered that the "Night" had become the spoils of the Atholls in the meantime.

After a sigh, Friedlier continued to look at the line, and he couldn't help but recall in his mind what his father had said to him when he was alive.

"After your mother's death, the only thing I care about is the Philosopher's Stone, and this is my pursuit. If sword training and combat are also your pursuits, then I will give you this nightfall that is refined through the medium of the Philosopher's Stone. You have to treat it as a part of your life, train hard, and use it to defeat all the enemies you encounter in the future. ”

When he looked back at the inscription on the rock wall, he suddenly understood that another phrase in this text that he could not understand should mean the Philosopher's Stone, which must be the ancient Phedonen notation of the Philosopher's Stone.

Friedlier remembered the ancient way of writing "Philosopher's Stone", and then he immediately began to trace the inscription on the rock wall upwards, and he looked at the inscription on the rock wall from bottom to top, and he was surprised to find that the word "Philosopher's Stone" appeared many times in the entire rock wall inscription.

Originally, some passages that he couldn't understand became enlightened because he understood the word Philosopher's Stone.