Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Mystery of His Origins
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Taking a deep breath, Ryan struggled to suppress his excitement, and immediately began the final step as he looked at the six-pointed star model in front of him, which had become dim and transparent due to the exhaustion of his mana.
Memory Spell!
The spell model does not disappear immediately after each spell is successfully cast, which is not only evidence that other spellcasters recognize the spell, but also a shortcut for Ryan to remember this model.
As Ryan's mind moved, his spiritual power quickly covered it, and he saw the translucent six-pointed star suddenly tremble, and the invisible power continued to swim in it. Soon, when Ryan's spiritual power copied it, the six-pointed star model completely disappeared.
In Ryan's Spirit Sea, a spell model that was exactly the same as Fang Cai's Dancing Light Technique suddenly appeared, hanging alone in this space.
Spell:
0 Ring Spell: Dancing Light (0/1)
After successfully memorizing the spell model, Ryan felt a faint connection with the magic net in the originally empty spiritual sea, and a magic power gradually poured in, making the model of the dance light spell more and more full, with this trend, Ryan could cast it more easily after more than ten minutes.
Successfully activating the spell list, Ryan was excited at the moment, but the sky gradually darkened, and he quickly packed up his mind and walked towards the laboratory.
When Ryan pushed open the door of the laboratory, he suddenly showed a look of great surprise: "Mentor? β
Unlike in the past, today's Lancedel did not leave early, nor did he continue his experiments, and the blonde uncle sat quietly by the window, holding an old book in his hand and constantly flipping through it. Hearing Ryan's voice, Lancedell stood up and focused his deep gaze on Ryan for a long time, and the room fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
"You've mastered spells faster than I ever thought." The slightly magnetic voice was very low, containing an indescribable charm, and Lancedell looked at Ryan's bulging eartips, and his heart was full of emotion, "You are worthy of being a member of the Sun Elves." β
"Mentor, what are you talking about?" After a slight pause, Ryan and Lancedell looked at each other, looking a little dazed.
"The black-haired and black-eyed half-elves, in this continent, only the descendants of the sun elves and humans have a very low probability of appearing, they are born with the powerful magical talent of the sun elves, and even surpass it." Looking away at the dim stars outside the window, Lancedel fell into a memory, "At first everyone else thought it was a human inheritance, but it wasn't. β
"The root cause is that the innate magic affinity is too strong, and the magic erodes the body, making its physical characteristics take on this appearance. These half-elves are not blessed from birth, and they are known as Vernaed, Daylight Outcasts. β
"Weak mental strength could not harness this magic, and most of Vernaaide died as a child after being mentally damaged. Even if they survived, this daily ordeal cast an unimaginable shadow over these half-elves, whose common sense was mostly distorted, coupled with the powerful magical powers they wielded, made them the bane of the civilized world for a time. β
"It is precisely for this reason that the Elven Court of the Silvermoon Alliance has declared that all marriages between the elves and humans must be monitored, and Vernaed must undergo baptism." At this point, Lancedell looked at Ryan again, "As a Vernaed, you have neither been delirious nor baptized, and to be honest, I have always felt incredible. β
Hearing Lancedle's words, Ryan couldn't react for a while, and looked at the pointed ears that emerged from Lancedel's scattered blonde hair, he was also a half-elf! Be a normal descendant of the day elves and humans!
The Sun Elves, because most of them are blonde and golden-eyed, coupled with their pale golden complexion, are called Golden Elves by many foreigners, they are different from the wood elves yearning for nature, and unlike the moon elves' firm belief in gods, they have the strongest magical power.
They call themselves the High Elves, who are rumored to be descendants of the High Elf mages who magically caused the Well of Eternity to explode and divide the continent of Ariel tens of thousands of years ago. Their strong strength has become their proud capital, even if they are also elves, the moon elves are called pedantic gods by them, and the wood elves are not much different from the uncivilized wild elves in their eyes. As for the other races, they are not even qualified to be on an equal footing with them.
These Sun Elves are also the first elven group to teach human spells, and their relationship with humans is quite passable, and the only Sun Elf Empire, the Silver Moon Alliance, has an extremely high status in the Northland, and few people dare to take the initiative to invade their territory.
Ryan had never heard of what Ransdell said about Vernayd, perhaps due to the habits of his previous life, he didn't pay much attention to the characteristics of his black hair and black eyes at first, and he didn't link his other half of the elven blood to the sun elves. After all, with the bloodline of the Sun Elves, they will more or less inherit their physical characteristics, just like Lancedel standing in front of Ryan.
"You can't be mistaken, can you? I've never experienced the kind of condition you are talking about. Finally clearing his thoughts, Ryan finally spoke.
"I was puzzled at first, but I finally found the reason in the past two days." Handing the old book in his hand to Ryan, looking at the magic circle covering the entire cover, the latter was surprised to find that an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart.
"This is a special kind of note I got from the Sun Elves, the Book of Roots, which has the ability to read legends, and can present the reader's physical conditions such as bloodlines and pathologies."
"I don't remember I've seen it... Remembering that he fell asleep inexplicably during his first meditation, Ryan suddenly understood completely: "You used suggestion on me? β
"Oh? It seems that you don't know anything about spells. Surprised by Ryan's understanding of spells, Lancedell was slightly stunned, looking at the young man frowning tightly, he waved his hand indifferently, "Don't be in a hurry to get angry, haven't I already compensated you these days?" β
"The books? Isn't it my pay for cleaning my room? β
"Remuneration? Hahaha! Lancedell looked at Ryan's puzzled look, and suddenly laughed backwards and backwards, even tears were squeezed out, and after a while, he seemed to feel tired, so he sat down and explained to Ryan, "You must have heard of me these days, do you think that as my apprentice, just cleaning the room can be such a good reward?" Kid, you're naΓ―ve. β
Seeing that Lancedell seemed to be a little unbearable, Ryan no longer knew what expression to use to face him, and his face was full of indifference.
"But then again." Calming down the mood of wanting to laugh, Lancedell stood up and walked in front of Ryan, bowed slightly close to his face, looking at the blonde uncle's gradually enlarged face covered with stubble, Ryan reflexively wanted to step back, but an irresistible force stopped him.
"It's beautiful." The distance between the two was no more than a fist, and Lancedell carefully looked into Ryan's eyes and let out a heartfelt sigh. As if in response, in Ryan's black iris, the pale golden dots of light became brighter.
"The breath of the Well of the Sun."
"What do you mean?" His heart suddenly froze, and Ryan looked at Lancedel, who had gotten up away from him, and his face was incredulous.
"There used to be a group of Sun Elves who believed that the spring water of the Well of the Sun could suppress the influence of natural magic on the spirit of Vernaed, but because the magic of the Well of the Sun was too large and manic, not to mention its preciousness as a sacred place for the Sun Elves, even high-level mages would be burst by the magic after drinking it directly, and more people thought it was just a joke."
"But I know from the Book of Roots that your body has been infused with the spring of the Well of the Sun." Patiently explaining to Ryan, Lancedel's gaze gradually drifted, and he fell into a memory for a while, muttering as if talking to himself, "It seems that the idea of those crazy people fighting poison with poison is not groundless. β
"How is that possible?!" As a former legendary mage, Ryan certainly knows about the Sun Well of the Sun Elves, which was responsible for the separation of the continent of Ariel tens of thousands of years ago! Legend has it that it is a bridge to elemental chaos and possesses magical power that can destroy the entire multiverse!
"Nothing is impossible, but it is a bit unexpected that your mother was able to get the spring water of the Well of the Sun." Apparently mistaken, Lancedell thought Ryan's suspicions were due to his ignorance of the water poured into the spring, not the value of the Well of the Sun.
"Well, since you don't have Vernaed's illness, then I'm relieved." Tapping Ryan on the shoulder, Lancedell strode out the door.
"Mentor." After a brief silence, Ryan stopped Lancedell, and as the latter turned his head to look, the teenager's next question silenced the entire laboratory, "What is the baptism of Vernayd?" β
"If you want to resist the erosion of magic power, you must have enough spiritual strength, the successful person bathes in the sun and lives proudly, and the loser can only die." The ambiguous words faded away, and Ryan didn't move for a long time as he watched Ransdell disappear into the night.
Quest: Mystery of Origins
During your conversation with Lancedel, you discover that you are the Sun Elf Vernayd, and that the infusion of the Sun Well spring water frees you from the erosion of magic. But the Well of the Sun is a sacred place for the Sun Elves, and with the fact that Kylot and Philip never mentioned your mother, the experience of the two lives makes you feel that this matter is absolutely extraordinary, and perhaps the Sun Elves in the Silver Moon Alliance will have clues.
Looking at the task prompt that suddenly appeared, Ryan understood the origin of the strange feeling in his heart, the Well of the Sun is the biggest secret of the Sun Elves, how can his parents get its spring water? Who is your mother?