"Dream ......"

The dream demon looked curiously at the mural next to it and the wonderful text.

The temple only glanced at it and continued on its way.

Although he was also curious about what was described in the text, his own safety was more important than this.

The Dream Demon Lady grabbed the temple's hair tightly, suppressing her curiosity.

Her glittering ruby eyes were fixed on the various drawings and the wonderful words beside them, clearly fascinated.

"Wow!"

The supersonic bat suddenly screamed, and instead of flying further, it stopped in the air, or rather stopped, helplessly, because there was no way ahead.

The temple stopped at the end of the road, frowning as it looked ahead at the dense and seamless golden gates on both sides.

It is also covered with wonderful writing, and a mural of a man holding something in the center.

The hall sighed, although he didn't want to touch anything here, if it wasn't for the desire to preserve the combat power of the dream demon, he wouldn't even want to stand, it was best to float in the air, but at present, it was obviously not possible.

"As is customary, the agency should be next to it."

He put on his gloves and fumbled around the wall next to him.

Just as his hand touched the wall.

Rumble!

A huge stream of information poured straight into his mind.

When the temple came back to his senses, he found that he didn't know when he was already sitting on the ground, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

He took a deep breath and immediately took out a cotton towel from his backpack and wiped his forehead.

"Napolant, the legendary land of blue skies."

The temple now knows why he understands the words of this world, it turns out that his golden finger has begun to work silently from the beginning, so he will not become an illiterate traverser.

He looked around again, and the words, which he had been unable to comprehend, instantly understood the meaning.

"This golden finger is really amazing."

The temple suppressed the excitement in his heart.

You must know that in the Pokémon world, if you want to become a powerful trainer, although knowledge is not the most important thing, it is definitely a key link.

After all, some cherished and powerful Pokémon are often sealed in their ruins by the Ancient Kingdom.

Therefore, some powerful trainers often have to search multiple ruins for a rare Pokémon to find clues, so that they can be found and subdued.

Otherwise, you won't even see the shadow, so take it and go home as soon as possible, wash and sleep.

For example, in order to subdue his own three god pillars, the battle pyramid pharaoh god generation does not know how many ruins he ran away and how much information he consulted before he could find their traces.

If you change people, it won't be funny at all, because you can't even read ancient words, let alone understand the meaning.

You must know that even if it is the same sentence, there may be multiple points next to it, and maybe it will be completely different in meaning, and when the time comes, let alone find the traces of Pokémon, even if you are not killed by the ancients, even if you are fateful and strong enough.

So, if you want to become a powerful trainer, you can play freely if you think you have a chisa or other protagonist template.

But if not, just study honestly, just like the money spent by the temple on reading papers and literature during this period of time is a large amount.

The hall walked back and began to look seriously at the murals on both sides of the passage and the corresponding words.

Napoolat is a mythical country that is said to float above the sea, so it is called the land of blue skies.

However, in the end, the Napoles abandoned their country and fled to the land, which gave rise to the legend of the land of the blue sky, but there are many explanations why the Napolets abandoned their country, but there is still no conclusion.

And Napodot disappeared into the sea.

He also came across it by chance while flipping through some information on water-based Pokémon, and was slightly interested at the time, so he checked it out.

"Dreams!"

The dream demon pointed to the strange shield sword of Huihong, which appeared the most often in the mural, and asked curiously.

"The sword of royal power, the symbol of the Napolant kingship, is said to contain the soul of the entire Napoolat royal family, and blessed the prosperity of the entire kingdom."

The temple replied casually, and then continued to look at the other words and pictures, not letting go of any of them.

The language system of Napoleon is extremely strange, it is a combination of pictures and words, and it is difficult to understand the meaning of it if there is only one.

"Wow!!"

The supersonic bat looked at his trainer in surprise.

It was obvious that he could really understand it, and she thought that the other party was pretending.

As he translated for the Dream Demon and integrated the information he had gotten, his expression becoming more and more strange, until he finally stood in front of the door, he already had a headache.

Because this gate is not a gate at all, but a mechanism, a mechanism that is used to open the real gate.

The question is, the organ is a question, 'What is the king?' ’

There are two answers, conquest, and protection.

Conquest on the left, protection on the right.

The frescoes and texts in this passage tell a clichéd story.

With the death of the old king and the succession of the new king, the situation of the Napolt Kingdom changed dramatically.

The new king was not only mediocre, but also tyrannical and heavy taxes, which eventually caused all the citizens to leave unbearable.

And when the last citizen left the kingdom, the entire blue sky country was completely swallowed up by the huge waves, and the last king was nowhere to be found.

It's a cliché story, but it's true, because that's how most kingdoms perished.

The temple neither fully believed nor denied all such accounts.

He didn't believe that a single king could destroy a kingdom system, and there must be something deeper in it.

But for the temple, the question at hand is whether to choose to protect or conquer, right or left?

After thinking about it, he turned around and continued to walk back.

He was going to see if there was anything missing, but after another turn, there was still no new discovery.

The temple returned to the door, and his eyes flashed.

What was the purpose of the builders of this ruin.

Mausoleum? Hidden treasure? Or something else?

If a man who could not read Napolet's words came, he could only fumble and enter one of the two entrances.

Or open both entrances and explore separately.

So what is the point of him understanding these words?

What would a descendant of a Napolet, especially a descendant of the missing royal family, think of this last ancestor?

From a descendant of a royal family to a common man, is it resentment? Or does it not matter?

For a moment the temple was deep in thought, and he didn't think the stories told on either side of the passage were meaningless.