Chapter 743: Acquaintances
The old man's vision is still very unique and long-term. Bayi Chinese ā āā„.ā 8=1ā¤Zā„ā„.=Cā¤Oā„M
It's like Taylor.
When he finished reading the contents of the letter, he did not rush to comment, but gave a long hiccup.
The room was filled with the smell of alcohol.
The girls looked embarrassed and ran to the kitchen to cook under the pretext of doing so.
The children pinched their noses and rode away with little squeaks.
In the hall, only our group of smoked old men who were worse than dead, but were too embarrassed to walk away.
Taylor said leisurely: "The one who should be born will always be born, and no one can stop it." ā
Just one sentence, and after saying that, he continued to drink.
This sentence has no beginning and no end, and it makes me feel a little confused.
Is it to say that Carter Scott took Achilles to the northern woods to be born?
Or is it something that will happen to them after they move into the northern forests that should be born and cannot be stopped?
I tried to ask Taylor, how many layers of meaning did he hide?
Taylor ignored me and just drank.
I snatched a bottle of wine from him, poured it, and comforted myself: the old man is far-sighted, and the words he says are full of philosophical flavor that he doesn't understand.
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Remy says she misses her grandmother.
This is what she said after we brought out the fruits after we had served them, and she picked them up one by one and smelled them.
The little one thinks that grandma should be true, but she wants to eat the fruit there.
Originally, I was going to coax her to forget it, after all, the situation is special now, and there is the unknown factor of Ananrita.
Unexpectedly, her little temper is not only stubborn, but also irritable, and she cries with a pout, across the wall and the road, and can also make the neighbors complain.
It can be seen how loud she is full of anger and how loud her cry is.
The five phoenix girls kept persuading me with their ears blocked, and finally, I compromised: "Then take advantage of the dark night and the wind is high, let's go together." ā
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The night was dark, but there was no wind.
On the streets, apart from the dim street lamps, there was no one to be seen.
I led the entire guild members, except for Yang Ka's team, plus Anarita, towards the Elven Forest.
Rounding the winding path, I said hello to the king of the forest, and then bypassed an even more winding path, and finally, I came to the entrance of the fairy dwelling place full of white fish.
Taking off my shoes and stepping into the water, I spoke to the bottom of the pool.
Not long after, there was a soft sound, and a white light lit up at the bottom of the pool, and the entrance appeared out of thin air.
Everyone entered in 6 times, and when it came to Ananrita, I was worried about whether she would be left out, but fortunately she did well.
The entrance slowly closes, and we descend slowly down the stairs.
Turning into the staircase, it suddenly opened up, with bursts of fluorescence and bright lights.
The goblin patriarch is taking a group of goblins to eat fruit and binge.
"Grandma!"
Remy pounced on the fairy patriarch like a little swallow.
"Remy!"
The fairy patriarch trembled with excitement and opened his arms to embrace Remy.
Seeing that a touching scene was about to appear, the phoenixes had even begun to brew tears.
"Grandma, this fruit is not mmmm~~"
Volleying around, Remy grabbed an apple and nibbled on it.
The arms of the fairy patriarch were empty and lonely.
I pour.
The turn was so abrupt that I wiped the sweat from my forehead and my eyes twitched.
"An Xiaoyi, why did you suddenly bring Remy back?" The elven patriarch walked up to me and raised his head, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together: "Are you planning to give Remy back?" ā
"Obviously," I said, spreading my hands, "you're thinking too much." ā
Pointing to Remy, who was eating and drinking, he said, "It's your granddaughter, she misses you...... And the fruit here. ā
The fairy patriarch ignored me and turned to stare at Analita, "I see, where have I seen you, little girl?" ā
"Her name is Anarita," I explained, "and she's an elven princess." ā
"Anarita...... Ana Rita ...... Oh, I remember" the fairy patriarch's eyes lit up: "You are that little girl, in the palace, I also hugged you." ā
Anarita looked puzzled and tilted her head to look at the fairy patriarch.
She frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, and then, with a twist, fell into Lirea's arms.
"What's wrong with you?" I stepped forward and asked by holding her up.
"Head...... Hurt. ā
Her face was pale, and large drops of sweat ran down her cheeks.
The fairy patriarch looked serious, stretched out his hand, and put it on her forehead.
"Her brain, traumatized?"
The fairy patriarch turned to me and asked me for the truth of the matter.
"She's been hit hard in the brain," Taylor stepped up, "Philedtrika, long time no see." ā
"You are ......" The fairy patriarch was stunned at first, and then trembled all over, as if he had been shocked: "Tai...... Taylor? ā
Taylor smiled slightly: "I haven't seen you for decades, it's hard for you to recognize me." ā
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Who is Taylor?
I didn't ask about that, and neither did the fairy patriarch.
But she said from the side how strong Taylor was, well, it should be said how strong he used to be.
The fairy patriarch told me, "Taylor, this guy defeated the Minotaur boss alone when he was twelve years old. ā
Twelve-year-olds either learn combat skills in the Adventurer's Academy, or they can only farm mobs at a lower level.
There are only a handful of people like him who can defeat the Minotaur boss alone.
Besides, he's a pastor.
This is already a miracle.
The goblin patriarch also told me that at that time, she was only sixteen years old, and that she was the princess of the elf clan, and that Taylor was only a hairy boy of less than twenty years old, with a magic wand and a tattered robe, and roamed the dungeons alone; And she, the princess of the elven clan and her companion, the elven princess of the same age, that is, Anarita's grandmother, are also infatuated with him.
When he said this, the fairy patriarch's face showed a rare flush, like a young girl with spring.
She said: His heroic appearance at that time is still vivid in her mind, and having him by her side is like having an extra reassuring shield, no matter how powerful the enemy, she and her companions dare to rush up to fight it.
She also said: Those days were the happiest and happiest times she will never forget.
I looked at Taylor, who was drinking fruit wine, and asked her, "Has he been drinking since he was younger?" ā
"Hmm" the fairy patriarch nodded, "This is one of his few shortcomings. ā
"Then why didn't any of you marry him in the end?" I don't understand.
"Because he left, very suddenly, and without saying goodbye" the fairy patriarch was sad: "Beatrice and I looked for him for a long time, and finally had to return to our homeland and marry each other. ā
"Oh" I sympathized with her plight: "I'm sorry. ā
The conversation abruptly stopped, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.
I tried to find a topic, so I turned to Achilles, who has been thinking about a lot lately.
"You said that Taylor is very powerful and a genius, so is he as powerful as Achilles now?"