【Task Log】

【Silent Guide:

The 'Dirty Fiction' adventure party needs you to travel with them to the Misty Forest and help them catch 2 adult frostworms alive.

Adult frostworms caught alive: 0/2

Mission description

Your partner has left you again for various reasons, but you have long been accustomed to it. But either way, the adventure has to go on. Ordinary life can make you feel at a loss, and only the exciting and dangerous adventure life can make you find yourself.

The 'nasty novel' adventure party from the city-state of Muya has taken a fancy to you and hired you to be the team's guide with a good salary. There are many reasons for this, not only because you're an experienced adventurer with great martial arts, but also because you're a Nord - one of the previous dead companions of the 'Nasty Fiction' team was also a Nord.

They hope that after this mission, you will officially join the 'nasty fiction' team, but that's for later.

As for now, winter has passed, and the frostworms are about to return to their bottomless nests, so there is not much time left for you.

Let's go, the Misty Forest is calling.

Reward: 100 Soul Energy. 】

What the hell is going on? What is the so-called soul energy? Who will give me this reward?Barrett frowned and pursed his lips at the strange words in front of him. The tattoo on his forehead was huddled together by the frowning motion, looking like a black iris about to bloom.

These words actually jumped out uncontrollably, and Barrity's heart was really a little panicked about it. There is also the narration-like description of the mission in an opera, which makes Barrett feel like an actor in an opera, standing on the stage for others to enjoy.

Barrett didn't like opera, and he didn't like the strange singing voice of the actors when they sang. Why can't he sing well in a normal voice? As a Nord barbarian, he did not understand the so-called high art that the nobles often listened to.

I'd rather play a clown than sing in one of those high, deep voices. Barrett was cranky. But I'm not very good at making people laugh, and he's a little hesitant.

"What's the problem?" said Old Will as he looked at Barrett, "you seem to be feeling lost again, is this task embarrassing you?" but I'll say more, your eyes don't seem to be focused on this task book, unless you're a squint like a kobold I know. He smiled.

Old Will's words brought Barrett back to his senses, and the barbarian adventurer shook his head vigorously, and found that the words in front of him had disappeared again.

If I continue like this, one day I will be insane, and I will become like that 'mad Tom' in my hometown, in a trance every day, full of unintelligible babbling.

The kids in town love to bully 'Crazy Tom', including Barrett. Because 'Mad Tom' is not only crazy, but also small and short. Although he was a pure-blooded Nord and not a half-breed like Barrett, he didn't show that in terms of size, but rather like a dwarf.

When he is bullied, 'Crazy Tom' will also say some cruel things, he will hold his head and run while shouting: "You wait for me, when I have ten mana!"

Barrett didn't know what that meant, in fact no one knew, and no one cared about the words of a madman.

Damn, now is not the time to think about all this nonsense, Barrett looked up and saw that Old Will, the half-elves, and the ogre were all watching him.

"No, it's not a matter of the task. He explained. Taking a deep breath, Barrett carefully read the contents of the parchment in his hand again, which only described the objectives of the mission and the rewards that could be paid, and there was nothing else superfluous.

Two patterns are printed in the lower right corner of the parchment, one of which is the magic seven-pointed star, which is the symbol of the Magical Guild, and the other is a piece of parchment with a dagger nailed, which is the symbol of the Adventurers' Guild.

This means that the quest was issued by a mage in the Magic Guild, which in turn assigned the quest to the Adventurers' Guild in the city-state of Muya.

"There are some things that do confuse me. Barrett rolled the parchment, tied it with a blue strap, and handed it back to Old Will, "but not for this task. ”

"If you can, you might as well talk to me. Old Will looked at Barrett with piercing eyes.

"You ......" Barrett glanced at Master Will across from him, hesitated, and then, as if determined, reached into the glass next to him, where the rye beer was still a shallow bottom.

Barrett gestured horizontally and vertically across the table with his rye-soaked fingers, and he drew the word "day" in a regular manner.

He thought about it for a while, as if feeling that the word 'day' was not enough to explain the problem, so he dipped the index finger of his left hand in the rye beer at the bottom of the cup again, and then slowly wrote the word 'zhi' as well. He wrote it slowly, but it was still a little distorted when finished.

"Do you know those two words?" Barrett asked, pointing to the 'log' drawn in rye beer on the table, to Master Will who had started smoking his pipe again.

Mages are always very knowledgeable, and their exuberant curiosity and great power make them want to study and understand almost anything, so they always give ordinary people a sense of omniscience. In fact, the entire group of mages is indeed not much closer to 'omniscient'.

The Venerable Will in front of him claimed to have lived to be 200 years old, and he must have been very knowledgeable, and Barrett hoped to get a little help from him.

Old Will leaned over to take a closer look, and couldn't help frowning and muttering: "Are you sure these patterns are words? and not some kind of mark? We all know that most of the mage marks that the mages have created for themselves are very special." ”

"It should be a word, it could be some kind of rune, but it wouldn't be some kind of sigil. Barrett replied.

The imprint is lonely and unsociable, and just like him, even if he joins the 'nasty fiction' adventure team, it seems a little out of place. Words and runes have 'brothers', and they will unite and show different meanings in different forms.

"In my 200 years of memory, there is not a single script on the entire continent that has this structure. Will mage in his 200s pondered, pondering the patterns on the table, "But judging from their structural connections, it is indeed possible that they belong to some kind of writing that has not yet been known." White smoke erupted from the mage's nostrils, reminding Barrett of the mist of the Misty Forest.

"Words do not only represent the expression of meaning, but also reflect the birth and evolution of a civilization. Moreover, the original writing and language still have a very powerful power. "Will Mage seems to be a good teacher," is a popular belief among mages that originally there was only one writing and language in the multiverse, and that it could only be used by a very small number of creatures far more powerful than legendary mages and gods. ”

Taking advantage of the interest, Master Will told some unknown legends to the few guys in front of him, "Because of some unknown factors, at a certain point in history that cannot be studied, a part of this single text has been stripped of its power by those powerful beings, so that more species can learn to use it. Later, in the long process of historical transformation, the original script that had been stripped of its power gradually evolved into many types, and even now, you can still find some special traces of the existence of some special traces, such as the lingua franca, the High Elves, and the orc language, which only exists with very few words, and their writing of the word 'mother' is much the same. ”

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, glanced at the crowd with his eyes, and then said, "Of course, this is just an opinion that cannot be considered right or wrong. ”

"If they ......," the mage pointed to the word 'log', his eyes lit up a little, like a child stumbling upon a novel toy, "If it is indeed a certain kind of writing, generally speaking, there should be more of the same kind, which is undoubtedly of high research value, so do you know more?"

"This ......" Barrett hesitated, not knowing what to answer.

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