After the first game, there was a short break.

The line of artisans from Elpahim finally squeezed out of the crowd. When the dwarf in the lead saw Fang Yuan, he was extremely excited, and stepped forward to take Fang Yuan's hand and said loudly, "Mr. Ed, do you remember me?" My name is Hal Spark, and we met in Elpahim. ”

This simply startled Fang Yuan, and he looked at the other party with some horror, but the dwarf's strength was so great that he didn't break away for a while. After being taken aback, Fang Yu vaguely remembered that he had indeed seen the other party in Al Pahin at that time.

The other party was one of the dwarves at the time.

However, his first reaction was to look left and right apprehensively, although he was prepared for being recognized, but it was inevitable that he would be nervous when it came to the end: did he really have enough capital to attract the attention of the military? Will the military really accept his terms? What if they still plan to take him back to Earth?

Although Miss Scarpet, his cousin, Sophie, and his own reason had already told him another answer, he could not stop thinking about it.

But when he looked around, he didn't see the presence of military personnel, and he couldn't help but wonder: Did he think too much? The military actually didn't pay that much attention to him at all?

Fortunately, the dwarf did not notice this, and said with great interest: "Elpahim thanks to your help, although Arquette does not say it, he has always apologized to you in his heart." ”

Fang Yu touched his nose and replied, "It's okay." "He has already taken the old dwarf's battle goblin design first, and the so-called short hand, of course, can only be written off.

"You're reasonable," Hal complimented, and he staggered back into the distance before turning back and saying, "The game is about to start, so I'll leave it alone and we'll talk about it when it's over." ”

Fang Yu nodded like a peck of rice, and only begged the dwarf to let him go first.

But the dwarf didn't mean to let go, but asked: "The next competition is to make fairy dolls, those southerners know this very well, but Mr. Ed doesn't have to be psychologically burdened, we Elpahim craftsmen still have some say in the kingdom." ”

What to say???

Fang Yu was confused, he didn't think about going to Ossian to participate in the Rausch competition, and hurriedly said perfunctorily: "This, don't worry. ”

"Don't really worry?" Hal was surprised: "The Kokapka school doesn't seem to have any goblin-related knowledge. ”

"This ...... I taught myself a bit. ”

Self-study?

Now it's the dwarf's turn to be confused, this goblin has been passed down from generation to generation, and the skills of the Rose Workshop are also one of the secret skills of the Xilin-Sibika family in the territory of Kaulin-Ishurian, and the player named Rollin is actually learning from the inheritance of the ancient tower, how can this be self-taught?

If you can learn this by yourself, then what kind of craftsman association, large and small workshops do you need?

But before Hal could figure it out, the short break was over.

The staff rang the bronze bell to inform the contestants to enter. Fang Yu was relieved and fled.

During the admission, the live broadcast of the game, the Super Athletic Community, also organized a short interview. Originally, an inconspicuous player like Fang Yu couldn't reach any shots, but after the first round of the competition, he seemed to have become the center of the conversation.

So when the reporter took the projection crystal and asked him about his opinion on the second game, Fang Yu suddenly sweated a little, and he couldn't say anything: "This, this, slightly, slightly, slightly......"

His image was transmitted to the sky above the square through a projection, causing everyone to be speechless for a while.

This is the main player of Ragnarok, who scored full marks before?

No matter how you look at it, it's a half-grown child.

However, people are such strange creatures, and such a stammering answer makes people think that it is not pretentious, simple and true, which makes Fang Yu win the favor of many people.

In short, there are a lot of fans in the community in an instant, who have posted that this contestant is so cute, just like the brother next door, and there are many female fans who are seeking dating and personal information.

Looking at Tang Xin, who was browsing the post, his face sank like water, and Ai Xiao trembled on the side.

Of course, Fang Yu didn't know that much.

Just as he didn't know Rollin's answer on the other side—in fact, the reporters didn't interview the latter at all, only Count Cillin-Sbicca. The Earl did not mind cheering up his students, but replied:

"Rollin is only scratching the surface of the dragon lance, and has only seen it once in Idus. I fancy him because of his talent for goblin craftsmen, compared to which the former is nothing at all. ”

The Earl's tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to mind the way the previous game looked.

This remark caused an uproar in the live broadcast room - the understanding of the dragon gun is only scratching the surface, and it can score 94.5 points only once in Idus. How high is the talent of the so-called fairy craftsman?

For ordinary people, naturally no one will believe these words.

The Rose Workshop is the oldest elven workshop in Kaulin-Ishurian, and as the contemporary head of the Celin-Sybika family, Count Sirin-Silbika is undoubtedly the authority among the kingdom's elven artisans.

Even he said that Rollin was talented in goblins, so how could he wait?

For a while, even everyone in the Seven Seas Brigade couldn't help but hold their breath a little outside the venue.

"What are you worried about," Tianlan looked at everyone, a little strange, "I put all my blood on Brother Ed, and even I am not worried." ”

Kita glanced at her worriedly, "But the captain hasn't learned the elven inheritance related to the fairy envoy in the Hall of a Thousand Gates." ”

"Huh?"

Tianlan screamed: "Tata, why didn't you say it earlier!" ”

When Fang Yu walked to his position and stood for a while, he raised his head and looked outside the arena, and as far as his eyes could see, he saw a scene of a sea of people, and the black and oppressive crowd extended to the periphery of the square.

Countless pairs of eyes, thousands of gazes, were converging on this small arena, where he was standing. He thought he would be a little nervous, but for some reason, his heart was at peace at the moment.

Fang Yu knew that his opponent was by no means idle-

They teamed up with the Shadow Throne to come up with two extraordinary topics, of course, they wouldn't be shooting themselves in the foot, he must have been very good at it. Fang Yu even knew that the other party had another alchemy mastery, which must be his ability to press the bottom of the box.

The opponent didn't take it out in the last round, but this round may not be clumsy again, and as long as the opponent scores more than 91 points, Ragnarok will lose.

Fang Yu has never been the kind of person who cares more about winning than anything else.

- As long as he loses, he doesn't have to lose money.

But at this moment, when he put his hand on the prepared fairy gem, the cold touch responded down his fingertips, and somehow, he couldn't help but think of Ender's words in his heart.

"Ed, don't let down the little girl of the Albert family."

"She's not as strong as you think, and now there's not many people she can trust."

Fang Yu's heart couldn't help but flash the gentle eyes of Miss Ship Officer.

Trust is always mutual.

So this time.

He's going to win.

He only raised his hand slightly.

In fact, there was no special movement, and before Fang Yuan's fingers even touched the crystal, the brilliant gem stood up automatically, as if there was an invisible force that made it levitate in mid-air.

And no one will see that not far from Fang Yuan, there is a small fairy lady sitting upright with her hands pressed on her knees.

That's the guardian of the Silver Tower.

A pair of light green changing eyes, full of the light of reason.

"Miss Tata," Fang Yu quietly looked at his dragon soul and replied softly, "This time, please again." ”

Tata only nodded.

But she suddenly raised her head, looked at her knight with a focused gaze, and said softly, "Mr. Knight, let me tell you a story first." ”

Fang Yu was slightly stunned.

"Ed, have you heard of the history of the elf envoys?"

Her voice was soft.

It's a story that the world has never heard before.

The origin of the fairy envoy comes from the last work left by the great alchemist who has been praised by the world to this day.

It was the only design that was unfinished among the many great works of his life, and this design became the origin of everything that followed.

He left behind a doll, a fairy gem, a will, and an idea—a type of puppet that people had never seen before, and it was unlike almost any kind of flexible construction today.

It is incomplete, so much so that the Artisan who wields it becomes an outlier among the Combat Artisans.

Goblin Messenger.

A type of combat craftsman who can't fight.

After that, countless craftsmen went down this unfinished road—

Because in that assumption, there was a sentence left: "To the successor, I believe that the supreme realm of the craftsman has finally found a direction......"

“…… We have seen a light in the darkness, the light of the Tower of Silver, and as we depart, I must give this most precious legacy to those who really need it......"

A mutilated will leaves the world with a puzzle that will never find its way.

But it is believed that this is the answer left by the great alchemist, the only missing piece of the craftsman's puzzle - the craftsman dragon knight.

“…… Fairy Messenger, is it really the path to the Craftsman Dragon Knight? ”

Miss Fairy's eyes were bright.

"For hundreds of years, this question could not be answered—"

"The Silver Tower was born, and in the era I was born, the great masters of the art who guarded the legacy of antiquity, tried their best, but in the end they fell short."

"And I was born out of this plan."

Fang Yu looked at her in surprise: "Miss Tata, do you remember everything?" ”

Tata nodded: "After passing through the Hall of a Thousand Gates, I have gradually remembered some things from the past these days, although not much, but they are also quite helpful. Thank you, Mr. Knight, for this is your gift to Tata. ”

She tapped her skirt lightly and stood up, looking up at him.

"Now it's Tata's turn to give you a gift."

"Please take a closer look, Mr. Knight, the craftsmen of the Silver Tower used to make fairy dolls like this-"

“…… And the fairy skills that are now in Kaulin-Ishurian are actually just scratching the surface of what they were at the time. ”

"It's just a pity that I don't know what happened after that, why the fairy skills are scattered......"

She said.

While gently raising his hand, he stretched out a slender hand, and only pointed at the crystal, and a silver vein of light was generated between the two.

In her light green eyes, the crystal was reflected in Fang Yuan's spiritual world.

It is colorless and unpretentious, but it reflects the last piece of the fairy dragon knight's territory.

No attribute dragon crystal.

Then the light is like the first birth of the world.

……

Rollin coughed lightly.

He looked blankly at the materials in front of him, metals, furs, fabrics, crystals, and some magical artifacts that he couldn't name, piled together in such small pieces that it would be difficult to break them down without a professional craftsman.

But he didn't seem to be thinking about this game at all, and his dark eyes even seemed a little hollow.

The square is very quiet.

Countless eyes watched in silence, watching the movements of his hands.

It was understood that Goland, the Shadow Throne, and the Guta had all withdrawn from the match, and that the only one who could decide the winner was a player they had never heard of before.

A team of inconspicuous Ragnarok.

And how will this dragon-slaying hero of Idus, in their minds, deal with it?

Rollin coughed heavily, almost bent down in discomfort, and he leaned against the table, frowning slightly. After a moment's breath, he raised his right hand with a pale face, and on his right hand, he was wearing a craftsman's glove with a mysterious pattern.

It was dark and dull, with a dull golden glow.

He spread his fingers slightly.

It was as if a low exclamation was coming from the square.

Two dark gold circles, the intersecting phases of the moon, covered with thorny sun patterns, overlapped each other, overlapping a huge six-pointed star, swirling and opening out in front of him. It's like an invisible force descending from the square—

The next moment, all the materials seemed to rise from the table automatically, levitating in mid-air.

Under the flames of dark gold, the metal turned into liquid, and the black light automatically filled the starry sky-like structure point.

It's not the first time people have seen that circle.

It's so out of place with today's alchemy—

"It's the same technique that those two Ragnarok players used!"

"Ancient Alchemy!"

"But this circle seems to be much bigger than before......"

"He even knows ancient alchemy!"

It's like a pebble thrown into calm water.

Ordinary viewers don't really know much about this scene, but they can fully appreciate the majestic power, which is leaping from an unknown dimension to the square. Just as they didn't know, that dimension had been known to the serpents of Sinsas for a thousand years:

Sea of Shine.

Aether –

In the VIP box.

Alchemists, large and small, stood up from their positions one by one, and watched the scene with a gaze that seemed incredulous, and some of them couldn't even hold it back, and took two steps forward to the front of the stands.

They gripped the railing in front of them with their hands, and even the knuckles were a little white because of the exertion.

Some of them looked back at Count Sirin Sibica, and the Count still seemed to be as serious as ever, but there was only a slight glint of relief in the depths of his eyes. As if imperceptibly, he nodded slightly.

It's done.

Alchemists naturally know more than ordinary people.

They knew that it wasn't just ancient alchemy, it actually came from an even more legendary legacy—the Elven Relic, the Mark of the Dragon.

And a slight inhalation sound in between.

Falaise was the only one who was attracted by the sound of the door pushing behind him, for he was seeing the fluffy little monster, trembling through the crowd, then looking at him with some fear, and shuddering and pulling out a note.

The dwarf jumped from his position, and at the moment no one noticed his actions, he just walked over and took the note from the little monster's hand, and did not feel dirty, and took a look at it first.

Falaise's eyelids jumped slightly, and he raised his head:

"He's on the field?"

His heart skipped a beat.

Dalu nodded seriously, very solemnly, indicating that it was not deceiving, the human said it clearly.

"You'd better hope it's not a prank."

Falaise lowered his voice and said viciously.

Dalu was very frightened, but he still reached out and grabbed the other party, Falais paused for a moment, and then remembered something, and forcibly took out a gold coin and put it in the other party's hand.

"I'll give you the rest later."

He said.

The elf nodded.

Falais climbed into his chair and looked over the field, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

What he saw was naturally not Rollin.

Rather, it is a pair of warm, silver eyes.

Nearly 100 meters away, but that gaze still looked directly into his heart, making him feel as if in an instant, he had gone back to many, many years ago. At the time, he was just an apprentice—

He still remembered his mentor, holding a silver, star-shaped crystal in his hand and sighed to him, "...... It's a pity that you haven't experienced that era, otherwise with your talent in the Dragon Soul Crystal, you will definitely have a place......"

The old alchemist erected the crystal and erected it in front of him, and under the heavy silver light lay a small, quiet man.

“…… I don't see that day anymore, Falaise, but maybe you still have a chance......"

"Maybe one day, you'll find the only answer......"

"Remember our failures, Falaise ......"

"But it will work out one day."

In the heavy crystal.

The silver-haired elf was sleeping peacefully, her long eyelashes drooping and motionless.

How long has it been?

But it seemed that in the blink of an eye, even he was gradually approaching his twilight years, and if it weren't for the shocking glimpse of Fenris's underground, perhaps he would have thought that his mentor had told him everything.

It's just a white lie.

But he was wrong.

Because that silver brilliance comes from the noble dragon soul, it seems to be the tip of the dark tower, the light inherited from the world.

……

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