If you want to prevent it, you must know your friends.

When human beings are still in the stage of ignorance, even common diseases such as colds and fevers will be boasted of being possessed by spirits.

So he prayed to God to the Buddha and prayed in all directions, just for healing.

There is often only one result of this, either the patient goes through some painful torture and eventually recovers, or the patient does not survive and burps with a cold.

The reason for these two situations is nothing more than the strangeness of human beings to colds and fevers.

In the same way, if we can't complete the ancient writings, one day in the future, someone will use the power of the ancient characters to start a dispute, and we will naturally be powerless to fight against it.

Even if we win in the end, this fruit will be infused with countless blood.

For the future of mankind and the stability and prosperity of the Zephyr Continent, please help us!

Master Dewey was sincere in his words, begging Fred-Alexander to change his mind.

However, Fred Alexander did not reply immediately, he said calmly: "The power of a single ancient text is not as strong as you think, unless it is a sentence, or a complete ancient text, it can exert the power of the world, but to activate such a sentence, it must consume a huge amount of mana. ”

"How big?" Master Dewey asked.

"It depends on the bloodline," Alexander said, "A person with pure ancient blood, only one or a few can exert his power, and in addition, at least one hundred thousand adventurers above the fourteenth level have the possibility of giving it a try." ”

"This ...... Isn't the gap a little too big? Master Dewey questioned.

"It's not big" Alexander shook his head: "Ancient writing was originally specially designed for ancient races, especially a pure-blooded royal family like me, so it is natural to give us benefits in some aspects. ”

Hearing this, Master Dewey's eyes couldn't help but darken.

I know it was the end of some of his deepest ambitions.

Master Dewey was never a man who was willing to be lonely.

He went from an obscure goblin apprentice to a magical airship creator who shocked the world, from a poor boy who could only make ends meet, to a business tycoon who single-handedly controlled the lifeblood of the world economy.

These not only show that he has perseverance and ability that is different from ordinary people, but also a manifestation of his unwillingness to be lonely.

Today, he is a leader in the field of scientific research and business, others may see the brilliance that he can't hide, but what I see is the loneliness hidden behind the brilliance.

With no opponents in these two fields, he threw all his attention into ancient civilizations, but the historical documents about ancient writing were all fragments, and almost none of them had a complete explanation, which made him toss and turn and couldn't sleep at night.

However, he did not dare to issue a reward order and mobilize all mankind to search for historical documents together, and he was worried that someone would take risks for a huge reward.

Once historical documents are mixed with fakes and distort the meaning of certain ancient texts, it may lead to irreparable tragedy.

Moreover, for Master Dewey, mutilation is only the loss of a historical trace, a mistake, but an unforgivable fault!

He would rather leave it blank than make a mistake.

That's why he's been so slow to study the ancient writing on my arm.

Prudence and never making mistakes are his unrelenting philosophy.

It is precisely because of this that in the process of studying ancient characters, in order to deduce one of the meanings of a certain text, he even stayed awake for several nights, and almost exhausted his already very weak body.

At the moment, the person who is really familiar with the ancient writing is right in front of him, but he refuses to cooperate, how can Master Dewey not be discouraged?

Although he is not related by blood, after all, he is like his own son to me, and I really can't bear to see him so lost.

Gritting my teeth, I took off the gauntlet of my left hand, and removed the layers of gauze wrapped around my left arm little by little.

This action instantly alarmed Master Dewey, who rushed over with a lunge, grabbed my hand, and shook his head with a solemn expression.

"Father-in-law," I said slowly, "Forgive me for my incompetence, and I can't help you many times, but this time, I hope to be able to help you, even with the secrets of my body." ”

"No, absolutely not!" Master Dewey vigorously wrapped the dismantled bandage back around my arm little by little, and said in a low voice as low as possible: "Even if you can't get the complete annotation of the ancient text, it doesn't matter, but this secret of yours must not be easily revealed, I don't want you to be assassinated because of the exposure of this secret, I don't want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, do you understand!" ”

After staring at Master Dewey's stern gaze for a long time, I barely managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "Father-in-law, please let me help you once, even once, okay?" Don't worry, you'll be fine, you have to have faith in me, okay? ”

Seeing that Master Dewey still refused to let go, I continued to persuade him: "Think about Achilles, think about Carter Houghton, these people have tried to kill me, but none of them have succeeded, doesn't this just show that your righteous son and I have a strong ability to protect myself, please believe me, I can protect myself, and I will not let the kind of thing you are afraid of happen." ”

After staring at me with confidence for a long time, Master Dewey hesitated and let go of his hand.

Just as I was re-unpacking the bandage, he hurried to the top of the stairs and shouted upwards, "No one is allowed to come down without my permission, not even Hale!" ”

Master Dewey is the real controller of Vicky Castle, the only uncrowned king of Siege Castle, his words are more useful than the holy decrees of the two kings, and naturally no one dares to disobey him.

By the time Master Dewey walked back to me, the bandages on my arms had been removed.

I saw that most of the surface of my left arm was crowded with dense black and red ancient characters.

They are packed up, but they are actually distributed on the surface of my left arm in an extremely regular manner.

Master Dewey took a deep look at my left arm and said, "There are a lot of new words." ”

"Isn't it," I looked over and over at my left arm, and said with a wry smile, "If this continues, it won't be a few years, and my entire left arm will have to be covered with ancient characters." ”

After a few casual chats with Master Dewey, I looked at Alexander and said, "You see, on my arm, there are so many ancient characters born with it, I think, since there can be a human existence like me on the Zephyr Continent, there must be a second, a third, or even many of them, but we can't just take everyone's clothes off and look at it." ”

However, while I spoke, Alexander kept staring at my left arm, and he didn't seem to hear a word of me.

After a while, he said with difficulty: "Unexpectedly...... ...... really exists."