Teucer waited in the tunnel for a long time before his eyesight regained his sight, and he tentatively climbed out, and what appeared in front of Teucer was a damp cliff cave with a water curtain as a "curtain", and the sunlight was shining into the cave through the water curtain hanging outside the cave, and the light jumped with the flowing water outside the cave, and the light reflected in the cave was like a soul with nothingness dancing.

To be exact, Teucer was from a collapsed stone bed, where two avant-garde shoes were placed, and the tunnel he had made was right next to the stone bed, and the collapsed stone bed was littered with scattered dry weeds, and Teucer looked at it, and almost peed his pants again, the most striking thing on the bed was not the poisonous spider hidden in the avant-garde shoe at the foot of the bed, but the completely dry skeleton lying on the bed for an unknown amount of time. The white "cloak" has been turned into a beige cloth brush due to years of corrosion and rat gnawing.

"Oh, goddess Arcana bless, this skeleton scared me almost out of breath." Teucer calmed down and breathed a long sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that the white bones in front of him were not so gloomy, but looked very pitiful, "Poor fellow. ”

Where Teucer crawled out, the pair of tattered leather shoes scattered around were still on Teucer's side without hesitation, not because there were one or two skinny poisonous spiders growing inside them, but because the shape of the boots was too avant-garde and funny. The soles of the shoes were embedded with dirt, and occasionally the carvings of the soles could be faintly seen through the cracks in the dirt - they were rows of dog-tooth lines, and the stripes on the heels were in red and yellow, and he remembered the clown in the bard's mouth, and the clothes he wore happened to be red and yellow.

On top of the dry skeleton, a ring completely caught Toucer's eyeballs, the dry bones hung from the left phalanx on the edge of the bed, and the top of the ring with the same avant-garde shape was embedded with a green 'gem', which seemed to have a green glow like a sensibility. Teucer involuntarily walked to the bed of dry bones, only to realize that, in addition to the strange ring on his left finger bone, his right hand, although it had long since become a dry skeleton, was still tightly clutched a roll of drawings of unknown material that had been severely yellowed. Teucer's understanding was nothing more.

"This man must have been a nobleman somewhere. Out of escape, he took refuge in this deep mountain wilderness. Teucer sighed softly, "For a noble lord, such an end and ending may not even be able to be imagined in front of him. You have to admit that you are lucky, although I am a low-ranking person, but I am still a citizen of Arcana, and today I am lucky to find you, and I can recite a prayer of Arcana for you, so that your soul can get out of this cave and ascend to the temple of Arcana. ”

Teucer fell to one knee, clasped his hands into fists, and folded his thumbs to pray to Arcana on behalf of the desolate "nobleman", "May the goddess Arcana save his soul and ascend his soul to your great temple." Your believers and children are here to pray, and to pray to you sincerely about the people and things that happen to you. ”

In Toucer's eyes, the ring that shimmered green was like a seductive elf, he carefully removed the ring from the finger bone of the skeleton, and played with this plaything that only nobles would have, and finally he couldn't put it down and put it on the index finger of his right hand, "Is it that my bad luck has come to an end, as long as I can return to Goodbay, I will definitely sell this ring to the rich centaur Mr. Alec, and when the time comes, I will get out of that poor town and go to Entle, Go to the distant royal city and see how prosperous it is! ”

Teucer fell into a beautiful fantasy, he fantasized about himself galloping on a horse in the grassland, fantasizing about the glass after glass of intoxicating wine in the tavern of the bustling town, until the sound of running water pulled him back to the reality he was now facing, and he subconsciously took the scroll of paper that the dry bone's right hand was holding tightly, and wanted to find out.

"This piece of paper must be very precious to this noble lord, otherwise he would not have held this piece of paper tightly in his hand until he died! Maybe it's a secret treasure map? Maybe it's a title deed to his estate? In the midst of Teucer's thoughts, he couldn't help his curiosity, and slowly unfolded the scroll gently, his eyes once again completely conquered by the yellowed page.

This is a vivid map, which accurately draws every corner of the Tarque continent, Teucer easily found the exact location of the town of Goodbay in the southern mountains of the map, although it is not marked as a town on the map, but the surrounding familiar mountains, vivid terrain undulations, seem to clearly jump on the map, but what puzzles Toucer is that the whole map is marked with words, Teucer can't help but look at the sword in his hand, these words are like tadpoles with strange shapes, Or curly, or diastolic, but Teucer didn't know any of them, maybe the town of Gudebai was not called "Gudebai" when this skeleton-like nobleman was alive, maybe it was called Baidegu, or Degubai.

"Perhaps, this map reveals ancient secrets." Teucer muttered to himself excitedly, his gaze rapidly wandering over the entire Talk continent depicted on the map. A looming red cross finally appeared on the map, showing the location of a large mountain called Hawke, located southwest of the town of Gudebai.

"The mountain is as far away as an elven town farther south." Teucer only knew that the southern part of Goodbay was the domain of the Wood Elves and Goblins, and other than that, Teucer knew nothing.

"Ah, there's a red cross here, too!" The second red cross appears on the map, which happens to be the main town of the Kingdom of Rinston, the king's capital of Parma. The main feature of Parma is the vast forest of El Helino red crown wood and the peninsula city bordered by water to the west, north and east, with a trade route that precedes any race, and it is one of the most prosperous cities in the whole of Talke, ruled by the legitimate king of the Saxon family, Serolt Saxon, whom Tokti did not dare to mention. "If I'm guessing correctly, this must be the royal capital where His Majesty the King lives!"

"What is this!" Teucer jumped up in shock, a terrifying scene appeared in front of his eyes, ice and snow were mixed, thunder flashed, he seemed to penetrate the shackles of time and space, and a terrifying picture suddenly appeared in his mind, and the third red cross also jumped on the map, from the entire Talk continent, the place marked by the red cross seemed to be the extreme south of the entire continent, on the cliff covered with ice and snow, lightning and thunder, a large snake with four-legged wings rushed through his mind, that place seemed to be unheard of outside Teucer's world.

Perhaps, there will be a fourth red cross "Huh, what's going on!?" Teucer exclaimed, the unfamiliar voice coming to mind like a ghost again, "My messenger is here. "The red cross on the map seemed to be moving slightly, it was a chaotic island, the sky above the island and the southeast part of the sky was densely covered with billowing black clouds, and the barren wilderness seemed to have countless ugly creatures pouring out of the southeast.

"Who are you?" Teucer's mind was shouting, and the sight the map had given him made him suddenly panic. "Who the hell are you? Why can I see these strange sights!? ”

"How many times have I said it before you understand that I am your master. Everything you see is reality. Our memories will soon come together, my lovely excellent life pollutant. In due course, I will naturally make you understand everything. The voice made Tok's head flutter.

"Get out of my brain! Bastard! Teucer's consciousness stoggled with the mysterious voice.

"I chose you. You can't escape from my intelligence. The voice became hoarse, "Look, here I am." ”

Teucer's eyes didn't seem to listen to his brain, and his gaze seemed to be held hostage by something, eventually landing on the map where a green "dot circle" was drawn. The green circle is located near a crescent-shaped island in the vast ocean.

"Oh, my goddess Arcana, is this the former homeland of our Trians?" Teucer speculated that the crescent-shaped island near the circle must be the Crescent Bay in the Tame Sea, "The priest of Jeminsk once told me about the origin of our Trians, who were brought to this land from the distant Crescent Bay by the goddess Arcana and the god of war, Sidrion. But he never answered where Crescent Bay was. Bards have also sung that the Crescent Bay of the Taim Sea is the home of mankind, but they never know where this legendary place is. ”

"Why are you letting me look here?" Teucer tried to connect with the magical voice, but there was no answer in his head, and Teucer gasped, "Maybe it's too far away from the outside world, and my mind is playing a joke on me." ”

When Teucer looked through the map again, the yellowed pages of the map seemed to fade a lot, like ink meeting clear water, the outline of the map began to blur, and the vivid picture began to fade. The entire map quickly vanished, and in the end, Traucer was holding a blank yellowed page. Teucer was stunned for a moment. He tried to echo the details of the map, and the red cross on the hill not far from the town of Goodbay felt very familiar to him.

Teucer looked at the sword pinned to his hemp rope "belt", "I finally get it!" That's what this map is all about! The meaning of the four red crosses is 'the place of hidden treasure.' The excitement in Toucer's heart was once again stirred by the vanished drawing, and if it was a living person lying here, he would have liked to give this stranger a passionate kiss, even though it was a white bone that made ordinary people feel uneasy.

He gave his sword a name: "Teucer's Sword of Rebirth." ”

Teucer was in a mood of longing, his heart had already flown to the distance marked by the other three red crosses. He held this sharp sword tightly in his hand, and now that he had been baptized by fate, he seemed to have become extremely strong, and he was no longer afraid. The courage that belonged to the young man suddenly surged in Tork's body, infusing his body with one warm current after another.

A hallucinatory voice echoed in Tork's head: "Yes, you do have good analytical skills, this is a huge advantage of the innate excellent brain gyrus, with an invincible weapon - get out of here, it's time to embark on the path I designed for you!" The future will be ours! "That voice seems to be 'guiding' Teucer all the time." No matter how much you resist, I have designed 10,000 probabilities for you, and no matter what, you are always mine. ”