Because the train was already on the road and felt that it was about to leave here, the people in the carriage who were planning to leave their homeland also relaxed a lot, and began to have some simple conversations with each other, and the atmosphere in the carriage became a lot more relaxed.

"Can I read your book?" At this moment, an old man with the temperament of a scholar and well-dressed walked up to the seat next to Leo, sat down, and asked.

Leo looked at the old man, did not speak, and handed the battle wizard note in his hand to the old man.

"Thank you. The old man took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and moved the fluorescent stone on the table to the note, he did not look at the contents of the note, but took the magnifying glass, and carefully firmed up against the cover.

"The shell of the book is supposed to be made of the skin of some kind of creature, the pattern on the cover has traces of the Moriaan civilization, the ornamentation on it is the main religious ornament of the end of Moria, and the language on the cover should be Gamore......" The old man recounted his findings as he studied the cover of the Battle Wizard's notes.

At this moment, Leo, who was listening quietly, was a little surprised by the old man's erudition, and when he got the notes, he also studied the patterns on the cover in order to find out how to make the magic book. However, he could only tell from the shape of the patterns that it originated from a civilization whose main language was Gamorei, and he couldn't determine what the patterns had to do with the spellbook itself.

Now the old man next to him was able to judge the origin of this pattern so quickly with just a little identification, which showed that the old man's knowledge was extraordinary, and it also made him a little interested.

He didn't think that the old man was talking nonsense, because he also had some understanding of the Moria civilization, which was an ancient tribal civilization on the Viron continent, which appeared before the Fran Empire, but it appeared for a short time, and in less than a hundred years, it disappeared in the long river of history, and there were very few relics left in the world.

The reason why he knows something about the Gamorian civilization is because when he was learning Gamore, the old man Rembrandt also told the history of the Gamoret language, and strung together all the ancient civilizations related to the Gamorite language and talked about them one by one, and the Moria civilization was an ancient tribal civilization that he focused on.

The name of the Moria civilization is due to the fact that one of the most complete ruins of the civilization is located in the town of Moria, in the Porto region.

More than 40 years ago, a local winemaker was planning to develop a hill next to the town of Moria, where he could grow new grape seedlings, but at the beginning of the construction, he discovered fragments of ancient structures buried in the ground, as well as a number of fine gold and silver coins and ornaments.

When this news came out, it was a great sensation in the local area, and it also alarmed the Imperial Academy of Sciences at that time. Therefore, the Academy of Sciences immediately sent historians and archaeologists to the town of Moria, specifically excavated the ancient monuments, and finally excavated a small town of a civilized tribe, and this civilized tribe was finally named the Moria civilization after some data collation.

When Rembrandt first introduced the ancient civilization related to the Gamoree language, he focused on the Moria civilization. The reason why he attaches so much importance to the Moria civilization is because the Moria civilization is different from other Gamorean branch civilizations.

Although other civilizations are related to the Gamorei language, most of them only use the basic roots of the Gamore language as decoration, or a new language after the evolution of the Gamorei language, and do not completely use the Gamorei language as the main body of civilization. Only the Moria civilization is a tribal civilization that is completely based on the Gamorian language, and from the existing remains of the Moria civilization, it can be found that the Moria civilization is completely created according to the model of the Gamorey language, so the old man Rembrandt also suspects that the Moria civilization is an ancient wizard civilization.

It is precisely because the Moriath civilization may be related to wizards, so the ruins and archaeological materials about this civilization are all protected by the Imperial Academy of Sciences, and there are very few people who can see the relevant materials, and even fewer people can study them in depth, so the identity of this old man is not simple now.

"Excuse me, can you tell me how you got this book?" the old man asked Leo with interest after a cursory study of the contents of the cover, then put down the magnifying glass in his hand.

"A friend sent it. Leo replied casually, and inquired: "I don't know if your Excellency is ......"

"Wilson Geralt. The old man looked very happy and reported his name.

However, Leo is well aware that the name is definitely a pseudonym, because if he remembers correctly, it should belong to the best-selling protagonist, who is a world-renowned historian and adventurer.

It's just that Leo didn't debunk the other party's pseudonym, but talked to the old man casually, and the content of the conversation was naturally based on the notebook in his hand.

In fact, there is no need for the old man to tell his real name, Leo already knows who the old man is, after all, the old man's age, coupled with his understanding of the Moriath civilization, there are only a handful of people like this in the entire Velen Continent, and there is only one person who fits his image, and that is Dior Bronno, an expert in ancient civilization.

Rembrandt was not a pure historian or linguist, although he knew the history of the world of Veron very well, and he also had a high level of knowledge in various languages, but he knew a lot of knowledge, and this knowledge also distracted him, so that his various specialized knowledge was always a little bit behind the master's stage.

Old man Rembrandt also knew his flaws, so he specially gave Leo a list that would help him to deepen his knowledge of the Gamore language and wizards, and this list was full of master experts whom he admired, and Dior Bronno was among them, and he was at the top of the list.

A native of France, Dio Brownlow graduated from the National Institute of France and has been working at the National School ever since, starting as a basic assistant teacher and eventually becoming a professor at the School of History.

Although Dior Bronno is a master of ancient civilization as far as the old man Rembrandt is concerned, his reputation is not very great in the academic world. This is mainly because he is not good at socializing, rarely publishes academic reports in journals, and has never done anything like helping some nobles write genealogies.

Because of this, Dio Bronno was not sought after by the aristocracy to make a name for him, and in this case, no matter how good his knowledge was, it was impossible to obtain the corresponding prestige and honor, so it took him nearly fifty years to climb to the position of professor.

Rembrandt met Dio Bronno at a conference on ancient civilizations held by the National Academy, and he had never heard of the name Dior Bronno before that.

At this meeting, the two had some academic discussions about a lost ancient civilization, and Rembrandt found that Dior Bronno knew more about the ancient civilizations of the world than he could have imagined, and the study of ancient languages was even more astonishing. After that, the two became a must, and the old man Rembrandt had a lot of questions about ancient civilizations to Dior Bronno, and even many of the basic roots of the Gamorite language mastered by the old man were also completed with the help of Dior Bronno.

Originally, Leo had planned to go to Lyon to take a boat, and after the ship sailed to the port of Nice in the south of Boto County, he would try to find Dio Bronno to see if he could get some clues about the production of this magic book from him, but he didn't expect to meet it here by coincidence.

Leo didn't intend to reveal his identity, because judging from the current situation, Dio Bronno should be on the run, and if it weren't for the fact that the magic book in his hand was too attractive, he might not have said a word to the people around him.

"Can I read what's inside?" asked Dio Bronno politely to Leo.

Leo couldn't help but provoke Dior Bronno's curiosity, so naturally he would not refuse, nodding in agreement.

Dio Bronno picked up the magnifying glass again, flipped through the notes, and saw a large number of torn and broken pages on them, and he couldn't help but look annoyed, but as he saw the contents of the following pages, he immediately forgot about the torn pages and was completely attracted by the contents of the book.

Because the text on the page is handwritten, although it is not too sloppy, it is not easy to read, and in such a faint light, it causes some reading difficulties.

After reading less than a page, Dior Bronno felt that his eyes were a little too tired, so he immediately stopped reading, closed his eyes slightly, let his eyes rest, and recalled what he had just read.

"Do you believe that there are wizards in this world?" asked Dio Bronno suddenly.

"Can you believe it?" asked Leo rhetorically, instead of answering.

Dio Bronno shook his head and said, "I won't believe it until I see it with my own eyes." ”

Leo's answer to Dio Bronno was a little different, because he thought that the other party and the old man Rembrandt had been friends for many years, and they should have been in contact with the things of the dark world, but he never thought that the other party would know nothing about the things of the dark world like an ordinary person.

At this time, Leo realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding before, because he often came into contact with the people and forces of the dark world, and constantly saw mysterious things such as wizards, clansmen and monsters, which made him subconsciously think that even ordinary people would know more or less about the things in the dark world.

But now after meeting Dio Bronor, he realized that the vast majority of ordinary people in the world of Veron are the same as Dio Bronno, they don't know anything about those legendary things, they just listen to the things in the dark world as stories, and they don't know that these things are real.

"Your book is very interesting, it should have been written by someone who wanted to become a wizard in ancient times, and it involves some ancient occult rituals, which is very valuable. Dio Bronno's tone was a little excited, and he tentatively asked, "Are you willing to sell this notebook......?"

"No, I'm still using this notebook. Leo shook his head, and when Dio Bronno looked disappointed, he said, "But I can lend you the notes until we are separated." ”

Dio Bronno was pleased at first, for him there was nothing more pleasing than studying the knowledge of ancient civilizations, but then he immediately noticed that Leo's attitude was a little abnormal, and looked at Leo vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you?"

Leo did not answer, but drew a combined root on the table with his finger that had no meaning, which was taught to him by the old man Rembrandt, and it was the old man's exclusive creation of heraldry, which was found on the old man's important documents and letters. If the old man next to him had really corresponded with the old man Rembrandt for many years, he would definitely be able to recognize this mark.

Sure enough, as soon as Leo drew the root of the combination, Dior Bronno immediately recognized it, and asked with a look of surprise: "What is your relationship with him?"

"Students. Leo replied, "He taught me Gamore, and he gave me time to visit you in Nice, but I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Dio Bronno's face was overjoyed when he heard Leo's words, but it was quickly replaced by suspicion, after all, he was now preparing to smuggle out of the United Kingdom, and a student of his friend suddenly appeared next to him, which made people feel that something was wrong.

Dio Bronno didn't say much, and drew a new combination on the table, which was a little game he had made when he was communicating with Rembrandt. The game is very simple, that is, by combining any basic root of Gamore, forming a root combination with a complete meaning, and then the other party forms an antonym in the same way, and then creates a combined root root, let the other party solve it, and the cycle repeats.

In Dior Bronno's opinion, if the strong man next to him was really a student of the old man Rembrandt, he would definitely know about this little game between them.

After writing the combined characters with trepidation, Dio Bronno turned to look at Leo and waited for the other party to answer without giving any hints.

When Leo saw this combination root, he quickly thought of the little game that Rembrandt had mentioned to him, and without thinking too much, he drew the antonym combination root he had created on the table, and at the same time recreated a new combination root according to the rules of the game.

Seeing that Leo naturally created a combination root according to the game method, Dio Bronno smiled on his face, his alertness relaxed, and he continued the game with great interest, drawing a new combination root on the table.

Leo and Dio Bronno's actions naturally caught the attention of the spies in the front and rear rows, who initially thought that the old and the young were exchanging information through some kind of code, and this speculation made them a lot more excited, and the fact that they were able to catch two Imperial spies would be enough to get them promoted and raised.

But they soon realized that their guess was wrong, because the two of them constantly changed the combination of roots not so much as to exchange information, but more like some kind of word game, which made them extremely disappointed, and felt that this trip might be in vain again.