After seven or eight lines, the text version looks neat, without a lame sense of deviation, Li Hao held the quill pen, looked up at the blurred outline outside the window, and then shook his sour arm, and continued to write, this is a habit of doing things, never stop halfway because of tiredness or boredom. Si Mi'er, who came from the door, took a cup of hot green tea and two small snacks, gently rested on the desk, and smiled: "For you, this is much more difficult than fighting with people. ”

Li Hao didn't raise his head, insisted on the last two lines, and said bitterly: "That's true, can you imagine a court poet being forced to take the knight's gun from the hands of his compatriots, that's what it feels like." ”

The corners of Si Mi'er's mouth were lightly raised, and she walked behind Li Hao, looking at the handwriting that was completely deliberately restricting the shape, and then saw the pages of the book opened on Li Hao's left hand, and after she carefully read a few lines, her expression was a little unavoidably surprised. Because the book excerpted by Li Hao is not a book in the real sense, but a popular manual published by an official institution, the reason why it is popular is because the things recorded in this manual are all obscure and boring elven language, from words to short sentences to paragraphs, there are detailed explanations and writing skills. Its provenance is actually very accidental, the author used to be the senior canonical administrator of the White Rose Royal Magical Society, deceased, he likes to study the chanting and writing of various spells when he works, and now if it is the same kind of magic, it is much more refined to complete the chanting steps in Elven language than in human language, and this seemingly complicated topic once caused discussion and research in the Ministry of Magic of Lista and the magic associations of various countries, and the final conclusion perfectly verified the administrator's statement. Therefore, more and more magicians on the big 6 are trying to learn Elven language, but what they didn't expect is that the difficulty coefficient of Elven language is 17.5 times and 23 times that of Western and Savage respectively. It would be difficult to achieve this career ideal if it were not for a child who was abandoned by his parents in the forests of Poplar Valley as a baby.

As a result, in the high-level magic realm, elemental masters are accustomed to communicating in Elven language, and laugh at magicians of the same level who do not speak fluent Elven language.

The former user of this manual was the muse, and his elvish language was almost more fluent than his native language. Li Hao, who finished copying the last line, threw away the pen, picked up the green tea that was still warm and drank it, and sighed: "Don't stand behind me and look at me with the eyes that look like a monster, the writing of elfs, I have been practicing for five years, and the muse said that this kind of score can't even reach the passing line, but I can say some simple sentences, do you want to listen?" ”

Si Mi'er was a little confused, she lifted the veil that shrouded Li Hao or her heart, and said insincerely: "Forget it, I'm afraid that you will tell some third-rate poets, that is too unfair for a woman who doesn't understand Elf at all." ”

Li Hao stood up with a smile, looked directly at the Valkyrie in military uniform, and said with emotion: "Boring life, for a long time, I haven't written so quietly, sometimes I think, if I were Constantine Dante, which style of maid would I have first." ”

Valkyrie habitually glanced at him, her cold face looked a little sluggish, and she said sarcastically: "You can think of this kind of idiot and boring stupid problem!" If you're bored, go ahead and provoke the guys stationed in the Windmill Hills, you've always loved thrilling things. ”

Li Hao, who was tasting the delicious snacks, muttered: "But Lao Tzu prefers to cherish life." ”

Si Mi'er was completely speechless, her originally irascible and brutal royal sister's temper began to dilute after that "intimate contact" with Li Hao, at least in the face of this man who showed a tepid state many times, she felt a little heartfelt emotion. …

Is he afraid of death? Who is the iron-blooded man who struggled in "Noah's Ark" and would rather face death than give up his friends?

He's a deserter? In order to protect a group of old and weak women and children, who single-handedly challenged the traitor Darth?

Shameless about him? And who is Mr. Rabbit, whom the Emir often mentions to himself in his conversations and whose face is full of appreciation?

Si Mier told herself that in this world, there is nothing more precious than youth, and there is nothing more worthy of remembrance than youth. Can a "woman" who has grown up with "men's standards" since she was a child become an elegant celebrity who often appears on the cover of the court pictorial? A female general who protects her chastity? It sounds so tearful, but it's a pity that this kind of emotion has long been shattered in this dark age with religion as the belief and faith as the source.

The blue-collar worker with some mood swings hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "You learn these elven languages because you want to become a magician?" ”

Although Li Hao saw the side covered by Si Mi'er, he was not in a hurry to tear it open, and pushed the boat down the river: "Do you think that an adult man who uses his fist as a weapon can realize this idea?" ”

Si Mier simply didn't speak, she had no potential as a politician, and she never took advantage of Li Hao when she was in a mouth fight.

Li Hao walked to the large 6 plate diagram of order specially hung on the wall, and said with a smile: "Let's go back to the topic just now, maybe in the eyes of Constantine, Rome is a more precious place than Casablanca, because where is not only the cradle of him becoming a careerist, but also a bright banner representing his success, he grew up on the shoulders of aristocratic giants, so he sees a lot of things, maybe you and I have no luck to meet when we are old, for an emperor who already has a deep foundation, this is very important, More important than what he has to pay, just like you can never go out on the streets shirtless in the summer like the men. My birth is not a story, but it is an absolute tragedy, at least in the eyes of my peers, a child without a father is not qualified to be a warrior, because this kind of person does not have an initial mentor, has not experienced the dangers of the Warcraft Forest, it is a kind of blood that cannot boil even if it is filled into the bones. So I chose to accept the reality and hide and read the books left by my grandfather during his lifetime, which were very exciting, and there were even many magic books that I couldn't understand at all. The most knowledgeable man in our village was the headmaster of the school, but he was a Muggle through and through, and I lost another chance to win blood. Then I was told that it was time for me to grow up and contribute to this dilapidated home. I thought about it and thought that sailing was a particularly valuable thing, so I went around collecting wood and rags for sewing sails, and you would not think that it took me two whole years, and every time I did that, I had an indescribable sense of accomplishment, that it was a child who knew nothing about the world, longing and fantasizing about the world, or rather a kind of earliest heroic faith. It wasn't until I finished the boat, dragged it out of the thorny grass on a sunny afternoon, and made the three words Li Hao on the sails with paint, that I felt that the whole world was mine, and I was going to go far away to find the legendary treasures, to slay the evil dragons entrenched on the isolated islands, and then to show the people of the village the spoils of war, that a child without a father could still become a great warrior. ”