What Dickt saw was naturally Tang Xin and Ai Xiaoxiao, who had just set foot on the land of Van Rick.

The two had been traveling in Aitalia for quite some time, and the vacation was coming to an end, but Ai Xiaoxiao hadn't forgotten her main purpose - the main match of the Continental League was about to start - so she hurriedly pulled Tang Xin to the south first.

After all, it is naturally impossible for them to go to the Othello Empire, not to mention the visa issue, and it is too late in time. However, even if you can't make it to the main event, the final exhibition match at Cowlin-Ishurian is always something to watch.

Although Aitalia's trip is bizarre enough to make every tourist feel worthwhile, but in fact, Ai Xiaoxin really has one last regret - of course, Tang Xin naturally understands the little caution in her friend's heart.

However, she did not object, so the two said goodbye to Ai Xiaoxiao's parents and took a liner airship all the way south.

In fact, they were still in Goland a week ago, and although the snow and ice had melted in the north, the temperature had not yet fully warmed, but as soon as they arrived in the south, the two immediately felt the warm climate here.

At the same time, after Ai Xiaoxiao got off the ship, he was violently shaken by Van Rik's Erdolphin Minaret.

Tang Xin was fine on the side, but she looked at the spire that entered the clouds with a little surprise.

And the former was completely stunned, she tilted her head, her mouth opened wide, and even her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Oh my God, did you see Sugar Candy?" It's also so beautiful! ”

"I'm not blind, how could I not see it." Tang Xin turned around and replied angrily.

"Of course I do," Ai Xiaoxiao retorted as a matter of course, "It's just a way of sighing." ”

"Your way of exclamating is really unique," Tang Xin thought to herself, but she only sighed: "It's just average, only a little similar to Elpahin, haven't we just been there?" ”

"Each has its own beauty, Tangtang, you are really unkind." The girl complained.

Tang Xin only glanced at her.

What is beautiful in its own way, in fact, is just a surprise. Fortunately, she has long been used to it - her friend is actually just a little girl who thinks of a play.

Speaking of which, she couldn't help but think of the 'traditional costumes' about Aitalia that she had picked up for a long time in Xingmen Harbor before, and Ai Xiaoxiao was also more excited than anyone else, but it turned out that Aitalia had been wearing it for two days and was very troublesome, so she yelled to change back to the clothes on Earth.

I can only be glad that they are not really the Chosen One, and they were not a few years ago-

After all, the communication between the chosen earth and the aborigines is getting deeper and deeper, and the clothing culture from another world will not attract onlookers in the local area. Of course, one reason is also because of the increasing number of tourists, and the fact that they choose to travel is some classic routes, and the locals have long been surprised.

It's just that although the clothes have changed, the tourists are still half of the recruiters after all, and the occupations that the two of them should have are still there.

Tang Xin had an opal cane in her hand and a delicate white-gold magic guide furnace on her back, and what she originally chose in Xingmen Harbor was actually a white holy robe - her profession was naturally that of a healer.

She knew that her friend would definitely bump and bump along the way, and it would inevitably cause a lot of trouble, so choosing the identity of a healer was just right to protect her friend. Of course, it is more important that the healer does not have to participate in any dangerous battles, and it is not easy to arouse the hostility of other electors and natives.

But Ai Xiaoxiao is different, carrying a pair of dexterous magic furnaces on his back, and a pair of double knives and a short bow hanging on his back, at first glance, he is the identity of a ranger. It's just that the equipment is as new as new, and I haven't used it a few times at first glance.

It's just that brand new is brand new, but these equipment are not ambiguous at all.

Those two knives are the best of the best below the fifth level, and they are very famous among the Electors and Trainees as the 'Comet Twin Blades', and as for the short bow, they are naturally also very valuable, and they come from the hands of the Elves of Evan Quinn.

However, Tang Xin couldn't understand the meaning of Ai Xiaoxiao's body at all, because the other party not only fainted blood, but also had never participated in any battle since coming to Aitalia.

The level of the two of them is completely based on the cognition and exploration experience obtained by opening the map.

But the other party obviously didn't realize this at all, and even planned to help her buy a set of healer's best equipment, but Tang Xinyi sternly refused.

"You buy these things now, how are you going to get rid of them when you leave in the future?" Tang Xin couldn't help but ask the other party this question. But Ai Xiaoxiao thought about it carefully, and then replied as a matter of course: "Find a handsome little brother and give it to him." ”

"You don't have a fever, do you?" Tang Xincai touched his friend's forehead.

Ai Xiaoxiao hurriedly let her cold hands and changed her words: "It's really too troublesome," she thought about it again: "It's good to lose it, it's not worth a lot of money anyway." ”

"So that's what rich people hate."

Tang Xin was so slanderous in her heart.

It's just that in front of the other party's parents at that time, she didn't say it directly, and only resolutely rejected the other party's proposal to give her a set.

It's just that even Tang Xin herself can't believe that she really followed such a crazy girl all the way to the south.

The two of them tossed and turned in Attaria for two months, and although the other seemed to still have endless energy, she herself only felt tired and almost broke up—it was tired.

Not to mention that the holiday homework has not yet been completed, and it is less than a week to return to Xingmen Port, which could have been fully utilized. She didn't know what medicine she had taken wrong, and she actually wanted to come to the Far South with this guy to watch an inexplicable alchemy competition?

Then again, does this guy really know anything about alchemy?

Thinking of this, Tang Xin couldn't help but look at the past suspiciously.

Ai Xiaoxiao was admiring the towering Eldorphensal Tower, so that Tang Xin could only see the side face of her friend - unlike the other party, she knew how boring the professional competition of craftsmen was, and she really doubted that this guy would really be interested in such a professional competition?

Thinking of this, Tang Xin suddenly spoke: "Little princess." ”

"Huh?" Ai Xiaoxiao looked back at her curiously.

Tang Xin asked, "Let me ask you, have you really watched an alchemy competition before?" ”

"Yes," Ai Xiaoxiao replied as a matter of course, "Have you forgotten?" ”

Tang Xin was taken aback: "Why do I know if you have watched the game." ”

"Let's watch it together."

What the heck?

Tang Xin suddenly had some bad premonitions in her heart: "I said the little princess." ”

"Yes."

"I ask you, how many times have you watched such a game?"

"How many times?" Ai Xiaoxiao thought seriously for a while: "Just once," she said here, her tone was a little disappointed: "He's not participated in the later competitions, those competitions are not interesting at all, what is there to see." ”

Tang Xin looked at this guy coldly: "......"

"What are you doing, Sugar Candy." Ai Xiaoxiao was a little creepy by her.

"I also want to ask what the hell we're here for."

"Watch the game."

"But those games are no different from what you've seen before."

"Huh?" Ai Xiaoxiao was taken aback: "But, but, but ......" She said several times before she said: "What if 'he' comes?" ”

Will he come?

Of course, Tang Xin knew who the 'he' in her mouth was.

She was a little angry: "You can't count on this to come to the south, right?" ”

"Or else?"

Ai Xiaoxiao suddenly saw Tang Xin's face change, and was startled: "Tangtang, what are you going to do?" ”

"Goodbye," Tang Xin said angrily: "You can watch your game yourself, Miss, I will not accompany you!" ”

Not only did she feel hopeless with the damn girl now, but she even felt hopeless as well.

Because although she was so angry in her mouth, she knew in her heart that the reason why she agreed to her friend to come to the south was actually not the case? There was little hope, but I always wanted to see if that damn big pigeon would really come to this race.

After two months, she didn't seem to have a better choice.

Isn't it?

Dickett was watching Tang Xin leave angrily from a distance, and the little girl behind her also hurriedly ran after the former in a panic, and the two left the hall of the airport area one after the other.

He couldn't help but smile, then raised his head and subconsciously looked at the other side of the hall, and just happened to meet his gaze in that direction.

Dickett was slightly stunned.

There was a starport soldier in a black trench coat, and the other party had obviously just walked out of the airport passage and had a face-to-face with him. Ditek looked at the man, suddenly remembered the other person's identity, and nodded lightly to him.

But it was at this moment that the two old-fashioned puppets finally sent his wooden box to the side of the lifting platform.

"Sir, may I ask which floor you are heading to?" A dull inquiring sound emanates from within the construct.

"Leave it here, I'll do it myself," Dicht replied, turning around, "you can go somewhere else." ”

The construct—or perhaps the alchemist behind the construct—bowed to him slightly. Then the two puppets squeaked and staggered away, staggering away in the other direction.

Ditek only glanced in that direction one more time, then stepped onto the platform.

Not far away.

The soldier in the black trench coat looked in this direction and froze for a moment—obviously the previous gaze made him a little concerned—but Su Changfeng stopped, only thought about it slightly, and then remembered something. "Is that him?"

Su Changfeng immediately remembered many things.

That was more than thirty years ago, right?

He still remembers meeting each other at the signing ceremony of the joint declaration between the Xingmen Port side and the aborigines. At that time, however, he was already one of the main representatives of Kaulin-Ihurian, and he was still a newcomer to the military.

In his memory, the other party's appearance has not changed much from today, but his temples are dyed white, which seems to be more vicissitudes.

Su Changfeng actually remembered the situation at that time.

At that time, he had just been selected as a successor to take over the class of the first generation of Star Gate Pioneers. And the Stargate Pioneers of that era were naturally many different from the Electors that people know today.

There were no such people as a caller.

The original Star Gate Port was far from what it is today, and the pioneers who followed it were not called Electors - they were only called 'Holy Choices' by the locals, and the only people who went to Star Gate were soldiers like him, government elites, and scientists from all walks of life.

At that time, the era of commercialization of Stargate had not yet arrived, but it had already taken shape in the planning.

After that, there were the first and second generations of free callers, but the origin of everything can be traced back to the earliest pioneers at that time - after all, without them, there would be nothing after the stargate.

These memories of the past only stayed in Su Changfeng's heart for a moment. It's just that when he looked in that direction again, Dictor had already disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned for a moment, only to realize that the other party had gone to the lower floors through the lifting platform.

However, Su Changfeng is no longer the hairy boy he was thirty years ago after all.

Years of experience in working in Xingmen Port have already shaped his unfazed personality today, and this shocking glance did not leave much impression on his heart, only silently thought: "He is still Luo Ban's father, the other party is still alive." ”

Of course, an important character reappeared after disappearing for many years, which is certainly interesting, but Su Changfeng didn't think much about it, and just silently wrote it down in his heart.

Then he looked back.

After all, this is not his main job at the moment, Su Changfeng is looking back at the team members who came out of the passage - they are a few young people wearing black trench coats, and behind them are some young teenagers and girls, also wearing training uniforms and various equipment.

At the front was a little fat man.

And the staff of the Southern Alchemy Alliance was still asking the other party's name, and the latter put the heavy shield in his hand on the ground, and secretly cursed that this damn equipment is really heavy, and I don't know who suggested that he choose the Iron Guard.

Then he replied angrily to the staff urn: "Luo Hao." ”

The people in the back also reported their names and IDs one by one.

"Yuwen Yu."

"Ant Han."

"Stop."

As for the little girl who walked at the end, she was not tall and a little shy, and replied in a red face and whispered: "Ten nights, ten nights." ”

……

April 7, three days before the start of the Continental League.

Earlier in the day, a somewhat unique elven sailing ship arrived at Van Rik's lakeshore harbor.

And not long after, Fang Yu appeared on the long trestle bridge of Van Rik Waterfront Harbor with a suitcase, in fact, he stopped, and was looking up at the tower of Eldorphin from afar-

and a few nameless white waterfowl, which flew overhead into the forest on the other side of the lakeshore.

Although water shipping is not as convenient as air routes, it is also an important part of the cargo turnover in the Long Lake area, after all, compared with the airship liner in the air, the cost of water transportation in Long Lake is almost negligible - so from the waterfront wharf, the eye is also a forest of masts.

In fact, the water transportation of Changhu Lake is the one that supports the commercial prosperity of the south.

And here is the Far South.

Although the history is not as rich as that of the northern heart of the kingdom, and the legends of the gods and monsters are far less than those of the distant Coast of the Scepter and Cape St. Huyen, its warm and pleasant climate, the abundance of its products, and the rumors about it have long been known far and wide.

However, when Fang Yu really set foot on this land and stood on the trestle bridge on the bank of the long lake, it seemed that he had experienced the breath and terroir of the south for the first time.

The sailors and workers with different accents who come and go on the pier in the distance, as well as the local adventurers, are all completely different experiences from the north. Even more so than Nevad, which is also on the shores of the Long Lake, explains everything that belongs to the South.

It's still Kaurin-Ishurian.

But there is a foreign flavor - it is incompatible with the cold and magnificence of the north, but it has its own style.

Fang Yu looked at the spot for a long time before he walked forward. After he had said goodbye to the elf Ariel, who was going to return the same way by boat, and as for himself, he had already informed Sophie, Sky Blue, Odin, and the others—

So there should be three groups of people today who know that he will arrive at this place.

One is Sophie and Akane, and then his own adventure party, Sylvid, Miss Attila, and Sky Blue. It's just that the latter should have arrived in Van Rik a day later than him, so he can't count on it today.

Fang Yu didn't know if Her Royal Highness the Silver Princess of Vislan would come to pick him up, but Ragnarok's people should come.

Because of the game, he informed Odin in advance. The other party had received his message before, but he seemed to be a little inseparable, and he didn't ask him much about how he was in the Hall of a Thousand Doors, and simply gave him a reply.

Odin told him that he had informed the Ragnarok side and that they should bring someone to pick him up today.

And this is also the reason why Fang Yu is standing in this place at the moment and looking around.

But what he didn't know was that while he was standing in this place with the box in tow, another group of people were also on the trestle adjacent to him, also looking for traces of this legendary 'new teammate'.

On the third trestle, the soul fingerprint was frowning at the note in his hand.

She looked at it several times to make sure she hadn't misread the number—it was clearly written on the slip of paper, it was the number three trestle. As mentioned above, the other party is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and his appearance should be wearing an alchemist coat, carrying a suitcase, with short hair, and his appearance is unremarkable.

And the other party will hold a clockwork fairy in his hand to identify himself.

But she looked around, and she didn't see such a person on this trestle, not even an alchemist, there were not many people on this trestle. There was only one fishing boat in the distance that had arrived earlier in the day, but there was no rumored elf dhow in sight.

Someone in the group looked in the direction of the second trestle, but the sail of a tall Cage sailing ship was just enough to block that direction.

After twelve o'clock in the afternoon, someone finally complained: "Didn't you say that you arrived in the morning, why haven't you arrived yet?" ”

Immediately, someone turned around and asked, "Mu Lan, have you figured out which ships arrived at the port before?" ”

It was one of the two girls who was asked, and she replied with raised eyebrows: "Do you think this is an airport, most of the wharves on the water here are fishing boats, which come in and out every day, and the local nobles have not set up a special lakeshore port authority, at most they can inquire through the dock workers if there are any boats arriving." ”

She said angrily: "You still want to know which ship has arrived in the port, have you thought too much?" ”

The man couldn't help but lose his voice.

Only the soul fingerprint mentioned: "Don't make any noise, it may not be stable on the long lake, and it is normal for the boat to be delayed." ”

But before she could finish speaking, a person next to her suddenly said, "Wait a minute, look over there." ”

"Which side?"

"Over there at the second trestle," said the man hurriedly, "there's someone over there who looks like we're looking for!" ”

The soul fingerprint was slightly stunned, and then looked in that direction.

……