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Below the two notches, the smaller one is a ring that can be rotated, and each time you turn the ring, the pattern of the notch will change, and the pattern of the big notch will also change. It's like using a key to change the time displayed by a table clock, and you turn the key and you can see the three hands turn with it.

The mage leader seemed to be very new to this mechanism, and when Magellan explained to him the construction of the disk, it took the mage leader a moment to fully understand.

"So that's the answer to the puzzle? It's the same turntable, and the patterns correspond to each other. ”

"Not necessarily," said the countess, spinning the dial, with bad news, "there are no four patterns in them. ”

"Do you have any information about the Ancient Mage Lord?"

"Yes. The mage leader gave a rare wry smile, "Very much. ”

Looking at the strange expression on Magellan's face, the mage explained to him the current state of the ancient mage lord's legacy: "In the last few hundred years, all the basic systematic theoretical records have been completely destroyed, and some obscure experimental records and valuable magical items have been preserved, but only a small part. We still believe that most of the things that were valued by the Mage Lord have survived, but sadly, they have been hidden. ”

Magellan was helpless for a moment, knowing full well that solving this puzzle might only require a little common sense that was well known in ancient times.

"The Mage Lord can't fight against time either...... I don't understand, they're really too conceited. ”

"Actually, as far as I know, the average lifespan of the mage lords of Saladin the Great was five hundred years, and their concept of time was different from that of modern people, which is something that cannot be helped. ”

Magellan was speechless.

......

Three days passed, and the mage's leader's expression became more and more gloomy day by day, but Magellan still insisted on going out every day to wander around the town.

It's not because he doesn't have a sense of urgency, and to be honest, it's the countess who seems to be most relaxed - she still has a calm smile every day that calms people's hearts.

As far as Magellan knew, the mages were frantically consulting the existing ancient materials, but he was sure from the beginning that it would not be of much use.

"It is always the people who retain wisdom. Magellan told the countess in a ostentatious tone on a bad and windy afternoon.

"I do hear something about Professor Magellan's universalism. "The Countess, as always, was always a perfect lady.

"I'm just telling the truth. ”

"Your mistake is to equate great power with respectability, and don't the so-called majority of people commit fewer sins?"

"Having great power just means that they shouldn't be ignored, isn't it because they do something respectable? I'm not saying they don't make mistakes, but it's not the majority who make mistakes. ”

"Your forgetfulness looks like a lie. Don't tell me you think most of the dark alleys in Ruidu are good people. ”

"It's the rich who are wrong, not the poor. ”

"If you don't despise a poor man because of his assets, you shouldn't despise a rich man because of his assets. ”

Magellan spread his hands and had nothing to say.

The countess still had the same smile on her face, but at this time, she looked like she was smug.

"I understand what you mean, didn't the king of the world become the emperor by that tide. But a lot of people, unlike a person, don't just because they did the right thing last time, they will do it the next time. ”

"You're right," Magellan shook his head......, "but the power I speak of is not just the one that changed everything like that tide, but something more inconspicuous, but something greater." ”

"I'm looking forward to it. The countess laughed.

......

There is a street running from north to south in the town, and the bakery where Judall was an apprentice is on the side of the street, and at the other end of the street there is an old storyteller.

This morning, Magellan came here with a few other old men to listen to the old man's story.

"Saladin the Great led his army to set up camp outside the Holy Land, and the mage lords scattered in all directions, recited the incantation, and summoned the spirits from all directions to build high walls for the camp and palaces for the emperor, so that springs of water gushed out of the desert for the army to use. ”

"The king of the Holy Land led the knights of the Crusaders from the city walls, and saw Saladin's army spread like a dark cloud in all directions, boundless. He asked the loyal vizier Tybilijes, if there was a flaw in the enemy's stronghold?

The Prime Minister replied, no. The king let out a sigh, but did not think about it, which annoyed one of the knights, and the pure-blooded stallion-like Count Roland opened his mouth with a thunderous sound. ”

"Listen to Roland, your knight, my lord, for Saladin is a pagan religion and will die, and he will be punished by God for attacking the Holy Land. I have heard that Saladin's army is full of mages leading troops, and it is necessary to build a palace for himself by sorcery, Your Majesty, this is a self-defeating way, and I am willing to take loyal knights to attack the camp at night, and it will surely cause Saladin's pagan army to collapse and scatter!"

The old man didn't speak loudly, and there was no expression on his face, but his words were very infectious, and this passage of "Saladin's Expedition to the Holy Land" said that Roland asked for battle, and there was silence all around, and everyone was worried about the upcoming war.

Magellan, like the old people around him who listened to the story, sat quietly and waited for the story to develop.

Everyone forgot about the passage of time, until the sun rose and made it unbearably hot, and the old man stopped the story.

The people who listened to the story scattered, they had been listening to the story for more than ten years and knew the habits of the old man.

Magellan didn't go, the old man stood up, but he didn't go, his blind eyes were on Magellan, as if he could see him there.

"I like to listen to stories, especially the stories of the Mage Lords, and I love magic. Magellan did not hide his accent.

"Young man from out of town......" the old man smiled, "come with me, the old blind man is not an impolite person, we Alafa always let the guests leave with a smile and go to my house for tea, I happen to be thirsty." ”

Magellan followed the old man into an alley flanked by traditional Arafan dwellings, with thick walls, small windows, and flat roofs, like boxy fortresses.

The old man walked into a courtyard, sat down in his room, and brought black tea to Magellan.

"The tea leaves of the Dragon Nation never leave Alpha, and if you're coming from the west, it's a novelty, and if you're from the east, it won't disappoint. ”