"Gotta win, Mr. Eddard!"

The little leprechaun in a maid's costume stood on the railing of the trestle and waved vigorously at him.

"I see, Miss Nightstar." Fang Yu was holding a suitcase in one hand, and was turning around and smiling at the people on the trestle.

"Oops, it's so annoying, is it only the night star? What about us, what about us? The other three leprechauns also huddled on the railing of the trestle and complained to him as well.

Fang Yu looked helpless, so he had to apologize to them all again: "Of course, there are Jasmine, Mint and Miss Yuejin, I will come back to see you when I have the chance." ”

"Really?"

"Great, we're waiting for you, Mr. Eddard."

"So Mr. Ed must defeat those people and come back quickly!"

The goblins all knew that he was going to the Continental League in Van Rik - but they didn't know that the match was just an exhibition match before the main event in Assyria, and they only thought that Fang Ou would go to Assyria after defeating those people.

Orshu, that's a distant place for the elves of Nevad.

However, Fang Yu actually didn't have the intention of joining in the fun. It's just that he promised Odin that he would join Ragnarok's alchemy team to participate in this competition, of course, he still doesn't know how the King of Warriors intends to arrange him in, after all, it stands to reason that the entry list should have been decided years ago-

He also happened to be a few years ago, because of a coincidence (he was actually sold) to participate in the last group game of the Continental League in Cowlin-Ihurian, so he is more aware of the details of the format.

On the trestle, a few little goblins showed some reluctant looks.

Although Fang Yu had only been here for a week or two, for the goblins here in Nevad, the other party was one of the few guests who didn't mind their pranks, and they were still half a student of Lord Anrothor, and friendships were always established unconsciously.

Fang Yu looked at the tree house in the distance, and the little goblins on the trestle, and also had some feelings in his heart. But after all, happy times are always short-lived, and the time to leave is fleeting.

In the distance, a snow-white dhow is anchored on the lake, with elven-style silver sails hanging from it, and its long mast is reflected in the water, quietly standing in the inlet surrounded by green trees.

Before he got on the boat, he turned around again and saw a few little demons looking in his direction attentively, waving their little hands at him. Fang Yuan's nose was sour, and he turned around, but it was a pity that Mr. Anlother had left beforehand, and he couldn't come to see him off.

So much so that he didn't even have a chance to say goodbye.

It took a while for Fang Yu to calm down, and he looked at Ariel on the ship, the elven bartender of Nevad, and asked where the owner of the elven dwelling had gone.

And Anrothor had the elven bartender escort him to Van Rik beforehand, so he was on the ship. Listening to his question, the latter only shook his head slightly, and replied, "If Lord Anlother intends to leave, then no one will know where he will go. ”

Hearing this, Fang Yu couldn't help but raise his head with some disappointment, looking at the snow-capped Holy Bow Peak in the distance, above the emerald green forest, shining in the sun.

Above the peak, there is always a faint cloud mist.

Indeed, he knew the true identity of the owner of the elf's dwelling, and as a dragon, this answer was perfectly normal.

After looking at it for a while, he remembered something, and asked the other party again: "Mr. Ariel, do you know Odin?" ”

Ariel nodded, he looked at the lake and said, "That's also a young man who walked out from here, and he helped Lord Anlother a lot in the early years, and he also saved the night star once. Only then did he turn around and say to the other bird, "If you are interested, you can go and inquire." ”

"Inquiring?"

Ariel replied lightly, "Some of his stories have become legends in the poet's mouth," and his voice was a little melodious: "These legends are still circulating in the south. ”

Fang Yu was stunned when he heard this, and then he was a little envious. What was once an adventure has become a legend from word of mouth today, but when will he and his Seven Seas Brigade be able to leave their own story? Is membership unknown, or is it remembered?

But what he is chasing is not such a pace as the king of warriors.

Rather, it is the footprint of great explorers like Sir Ma Wei.

And above the clear blue sky.

Above the clouds of the Holy Bow Peak.

A quiet gaze watched the silver lone sail make a long trail on the emerald green lake until it disappeared. It was only a moment later that Anlother spread her wings and turned and flew in the direction of the westward branch of the mountain range.

Like a silver shadow, he walked through the clouds, but it wasn't long before he broke through the clouds and descended into a hilly forest.

In the distance of the forest, the summer tower stands on top of the hill, and the stone walls that have remained after a thousand years seem to be submerged under the dense vines. The lich Don stood in the woods, looking at the building from afar—he remembered the time he had lived, it was a long memory.

But compared to that old building, he was actually just a young man. It holds its chest with its bony hands, and the warmth that belongs to the living has long been extinguished, but the obsession in its heart has not been let go, allowing it to always walk on this world.

It wasn't until the strong wind blew in his face that Tang De raised his head and looked at the pair of silver wings that fell from the sky.

Milleymis gathered his wings, and before he landed, he gradually transformed into the form of an elf, dressed in a white robe, with long hair and a shawl, and looked at the undead with a quiet demeanor - if he didn't remember what the other person looked like when he was alive, he would have burned it to ashes.

"I said," said Anrother quietly, his voice rather cold, "don't come here again, look at what you are now, Donde." ”

The flames in the skeleton's eye sockets dimmed slightly.

"I'm sorry," replied Donde, "to disturb you again, honorable Lord Milleusmis. ”

It bowed slightly.

Anlother didn't say a word, only frowned. He suddenly asked, "Do you know Ed?" ”

"The young man?" Tang De suddenly remembered what had happened in Fort Worm, but it shook its head: "I'm not here for this. ”

"I know."

"I found him." Tang De suddenly spoke.

The forest fell silent.

All that remained was the sound of the wind caressing the leaves.

An Lother looked at each other quietly, and suddenly opened his mouth to ask something. Tang De nodded first, then shook his head.

Anrothor was silent, and after a few more moments, he said, "I can't help you, I said I would never reforge that dragon slayer sword again." He paused: "Don't let the flames of revenge consume you, Donde, you have gone too far on this path. ”

"Of course I do," Donder opened his mouth, a giggle that bordered on self-deprecation. It pressed its hand to its empty chest, "Look at me as I am, Mistress Milleusmis, the flames of vengeance have consumed me. ”

It replied hoarsely, "I can't go back, I just want to die with all this." ”

Anlother sighed.

"Well," he replied, "I can't help you, but someone can." ”

"Who?"

"You must have heard of the legend of the Hall of a Thousand Gates, Donde?"

The lich was slightly stunned.

……

Compared to Golland, and even compared to Duron, Van Rik is not a big city.

But it's even more famous than the former. Not only because it's the birthplace of the Rose Workshop, the home of the elves, and the city of the Sirin-Sbicca family, but more importantly it's the Tower of Babel. This is the headquarters of the Southern Alchemist Alliance—

As soon as the soul fingerprinted, he saw the spire that towered into the sky in the middle of the city.

The name of the tower was actually Alffindor, the tip of the cog, in the Kaulin-Ihurian language. It's just that the Electors like to call it the 'Tower of Babel', because it is indeed very apt for this minaret, standing up to the sky, rising from the ground and reaching into the clouds.

As a result, the locals liked the name of the minaret that the Electors were proud of, and over time, the Tower of Alffindor for 300 years now has a new name, the Tower of Babel.

And this name has not been born for more than a century.

The soul fingerprint covered her bangs with her hands, so that the wind from high above would blow her hair to the ground—the airport area was on the 120th floor of the spire, which was about five hundred meters above the ground, and the wind was so strong that it could blow people around—if there was no magic array outside the airport.

From here, she looked down at Van Rik like a silver coin on the shore of a lake, and the sparkling lake was almost curved. The lower part of the tower was constricted in her field of vision, like a filament, and she took a step back, not daring to look again.

But my heart was pounding.

The rest of the group was talking, and the station was not in the south, so many of them were visiting this famous place for the first time, and seeing the towering minaret for the first time.

However, they are used to seeing the fantastic scenery of Aitalia, and everyone can't see much shock in their hearts, and what they care more about is actually the 'new teammates' who will meet next.

"Did Boss Odin say when he would arrive?"

"Who knows, maybe it's only these two days."

"So what are we going to do now?"

The soul fingerprint turned around and looked at the group of men and women behind him, a group of five, two little girls, and the others were all men.

One of them was asking, "By the way, what do you think the other person looks like?" ”

"It's a boy, right? Or maybe a girl? ”

"Wouldn't he be great?" One of the little girls asked.

"That's not clear, but Boss Odin said that the other party has a lot of potential." The one who spoke first replied.

"Cut, it's not that good."

Several people chattered and discussed, but there was inevitably some ridicule in their tones.

After all, they are members of the Grand Guild, and this is not the first time that such a thing as a temporary placement has happened. Although the professional guild is well-disciplined, it is not an important competition or event, and there will always be some favor and face - or 'promising' young people who have been temporarily promoted from some youth team to meet the world.

Even the children of the club's top management want to come to the park for sightseeing, which is not impossible.

Therefore, what they care about is not the level of the person himself, but what is the identity of the other party and what does it look like? Is it a handsome guy or a beautiful woman? If it's just mediocre, I'm afraid that these people will immediately feel a great disappointment.

After all, that's their only fun with it.

It's just that the soul fingerprint listened to the discussion of a few people, and inevitably frowned, so he turned around and reminded: "Assemble, I'll arrange the next work." This time we're not just here to compete, we're also looking into the south. ”

"Finally," she paused, "it's an exhibition match, but the Kaurin-Ishurian Craftsmen's Association is drawing up a list of contestants, and if you do well, it's not impossible to be on top of it." ”

"Remember, this is a rare opportunity to become famous."

So when the people heard this, they fell silent.

They are not the alchemy studio of the top main group of the guild, otherwise they would not have come to participate in such a small competition. But the exhibition match is nothing, if you can participate in the main match of the Alchemy Continental League and take back a place or two from the Osyria.

For a team of their level, it is also a rare opportunity to show themselves.

What's more, they are Ragnarok's team, and the chances of being selected by the Kaulin-Ihurian Artisan Association are not small.

Of course, this is only for these young people. As a team leader, the soul fingerprint does not need to show any strength in such a small competition, she has been a professional craftsman in the guild many years ago, and these juniors naturally have to respectfully call her senior sister when they see her.

However, as a conscientious and responsible team leader, she naturally hopes that the results of the team she leads can be better.

She looked at the five young men and was about to say something more, when suddenly someone hit her in the back. The soul fingerprint is not a combat profession, and this time it almost brought her to the ground, but fortunately, a hand reached out from the side to hold her steadily.

So that she didn't fall.

Soul Fingerprint looked at the man a little annoyed, and then realized that the other party was actually a somewhat serious middle-aged man, the other party had gray hair, but the appearance was dignified - she looked into the other party's eyes, and was almost startled. It was a pair of eyes that contained the breath of wind and frost, as if they carried too much time and experience.

But for a moment, the look in her eyes returned to normal, making her almost think that she had seen it wrong. The middle-aged man had already politely lifted her up and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, this young lady, this place is too cramped, I didn't notice you in front." ”

The soul fingerprint couldn't say anything.

She is not a person who is unforgiving, and when she saw that the other party apologized, she was also angry. And the other party is just an aborigine, what can she care about? It's just that the soul fingerprint couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man more, so he realized that what hit him before was a huge box.

The box was about half a man's length, sixty or seventy centimeters high, nailed to death with a wooden plank, and I don't know what it contained, but it seemed to be quite heavy. Two sluggish builders were carrying the wooden box forward, only to accidentally bump into her because the passage was too narrow.

The box looked a little strange, but the soul fingerprints were only a cursory glance. Van Rik was also an important transit port for goods in the south, and it is not surprising that people arrived here with all kinds of strange goods.

It's just that the cargo is transported by airship, and the cargo is also valuable.

The Chosen One girl in front of the older knight did not pursue the matter, and after apologizing again in a low voice, she let the two antique structures carry their goods towards the freight aisle. At the same time, Dickt actually complained in his heart about the stinginess of the Southern Alchemist Alliance—such old-fashioned dolls should have been eliminated a long time ago.

Although these dolls were still mainstream constructions before he left for Dorifin, he had been to Elpahim, so he naturally knew that today's new dolls have long been updated.

However, he gently touched the mustache on his lips, and thought to himself that the Southern Alchemist Alliance and the Kaurin-Ishurian Artisan Craftsmen's Association did not agree with each other, and it didn't seem to be just because of political reasons.

After saying goodbye to the dwarf Arquette, he headed straight south - no one else may know, but what happened on Fenris Island was not hidden from him. After all, he had fought side by side with the other party in Dorifin, so he was naturally enough to recognize the identity of Fang Yu in the communication crystal at a glance.

After getting what he wanted from the Craftsmen's Association, he went all the way south, and sure enough, he found Princess Brian at Goland, and confirmed the news from the other party and his eldest son. And counting the time, he thought to himself that the little one should also arrive at Van Rik.

Thinking of this, the old knight turned around.

Silently glanced at the huge wooden box.

What he promised Fang Yu and the others to investigate, although it took several months, it was not all fruitless. It was just the news he received, but it was not reassuring, and if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have forced Arquette to take out the thing.

This made the old dwarf angry enough—

He only patted the box lightly before moving on. Just before entering the freight passage, the attention was drawn to the two little girls not far away.

That's a tourist.

Dickt knew the title—though it was a rare novelty for him, and it wasn't used by the Chosen at the time of the Battle of Byrne. However, it is said that since then, many such people have entered Aitalia between the Chosen and the Non-Elect.

Until then, he could scarcely imagine what the visitors to the world between the Chosen and the Non-Chosen were like, and he had learned about these 'common sense' from Arquette.

However, this is the first time that an older knight has seen such a person - in fact, it is not the first time, because seriously speaking, Kita, Luo Yu and Sky Blue are also regarded as tourists, and he has seen them before.

But Luo Yu and Ji Ta are different from this after all.

Because the two little girls not far away were obviously dressed in clothes that were not in this world—this is typical of tourists.

……