Ketterry, the temporary office of Dunlun City.

Beneath the side window, a neatly dressed scholar mage with a gray beard crouched over his desk, looking up and down the inscription on the golden spear with a magnifying glass, and from time to time he got up to flip through the notes he had brought.

The black-haired knight sat patiently beside him, nursing his holy sword while waiting for the results of the other party's examination.

"Lord Earl......"

After the minutes of the wall clock had gone three squares, the scholar wiped his forehead with a handkerchief and said with confidence: "The age of this weapon is too old, I only know some of the symbols of heraldry, I'm sorry......"

"It's okay!"

Yalei suddenly became energetic, and hurriedly poured a cup of black tea and handed it over:

"Just tell me what you know. ”

"I'm ashamed. ”

The scholar mage took the black tea with some restraint, took a sip, and then pointed to the round wheel-shaped head of the golden spear, and said seriously:

This is a symbol of the god of light and sun in the epic of Padra, who was revered by the original Padralists as a giver of vitality. He inspires mortal understanding, calls to the wind and rain, and governs everything that moves and stands still, even the other gods. He himself operates according to fixed laws, and he binds the heavens and the earth to make them permanently stable. ”

"Where's the name?" the black-haired knight asked, looking at him.

"Lost ......"

The other party also had a regretful expression, put down the cup in his hand, shook his head and said:

"If it weren't for my participation in the completion and collation of the epic of Padler several times, I probably wouldn't have known that there were ancient gods in the Far East. ”

"Sorry for interrupting you, please keep talking. Yare glanced at the top of the Golden Spear. Silently sighed softly.

The scholar mage relaxed his shoulders. He pointed to the part of the gun body again. Explained in detail:

These lines of inscription are clearly a reference to the Thunder and King of the Gods of Padler, who possesses the power of thunder that shatters everything, and is also the leader of the gods. However, the strange thing is that from the historical records, it seems that this king of the gods does not have a high status among the gods of Padler. ”

"......" The black-haired knight nodded slightly, motioning for the other party to continue.

"And on the reverse side of this gun, the round wheel goes to this part of the gun body. ”

With great difficulty, he turned the golden spear upside down, pointing at the upper part of the body. With a hint of hesitation, he muttered:

"These four slender inscriptions, in the shape of arms, point in all directions, and in the epic of Padler, are the symbols of the gods and creators of all things, the god of the four faces. This great god has a strange position among the Padraic gods, obviously the creator of humanity and order, but there is a general lack of worship......"

Frowning and pausing, the scholar mage turned his gaze to Yalei and said with a blank face:

"The origin of this spear can be traced back to the three extinct gods of Padler, and the potential power must be extraordinary, alas. My knowledge is still too thin to help you more. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

The black-haired knight waved his hand disapprovingly. He said calmly, "For so long, you are the only scholar who can decipher part of the origin of the Golden Spear. ”

After politely offering the bonus and sending the other party to the carriage, Yalei returned to the windmill, and boredly pulled the golden spear for a few turns, and planned to take it to the field to practice swords.

"Good news!"

Nicole broke in from the main entrance with a strange scream, her face was full of excitement, and she stomped her feet and said, "The people of the Canary Consortium are interested in investing in iron ore in Celtic!"

"So what?"

The black-haired knight expressed incomprehension of her fuss.

"The guest of honor of the Canary Consortium is Mr. Lars, the first swordsman of the Empire!" said the female knight, holding her hands in front of her chest, her eyes shining with Venus and her face full of adoration.

"Lars is really famous. ”

Arei nodded understandingly, then looked at her with disdain:

"But what does it have to do with us?"

"Of course it does!"

Nicole also raised the index finger of her right hand with a contemptuous look, and said word by word:

"He'll come too!"

"Sure enough, that's good news!"

The black-haired knight was immediately overjoyed, swept the sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Since there is such a good opportunity, I can't miss it." ”

......

Southern wilderness swamp, deep in the rainforest.

The aquatic horses stepped lightly and silently through the water, slowly moving through the sea of trees, and Nancy looked up at the canopy dozens of yards above her head, carefully examining the orange-yellow light sources, as if trying to see them.

These lighthouse-tall trees rise from the river like spears to the sky, and on their winding vines, glittering fruits grow, which is the source of those orange-yellow rays.

"Those glowing fruits are the prototype of the forest elves, but only a hundred fruits have a chance to give birth to one. When the fruit ripens and breaks, new forest elves fall from the branches and step onto the earthly soil. They resemble human babies when they are born, live to reach adulthood after 300 years, and are a type of high-level goblin that is naturally capable of manipulating plants...... Under the command of Her Majesty Figories. ”

Kasha whispered in her ear in a thin but clear voice.

"A hundred seeds have a chance to give birth to a forest elf, so what will become of the other fruits?" the girl asked curiously.

Before Kasha could respond, with a dull pop, a fruit ripened in the sea of glittering lights above their heads, and fell straight into the water.

Bang!

A huge dark green tentacle emerged from the bottom of the water, caught the fruit with precision, instantly pinched it into a splash of orange juice, and greedily sucked the liquid with the suction cups on the skin.

"Food in the rainforest. ”

The spring fairy replied lightly.

“......”

Nancy's face turned pale for a while, and she endured it for a long time before she could vomit herself.

"Where did we find the scholar?"

After a long time, the girl asked, a little weakly.

"Sometimes, I mean sometimes, not every unhatched fruit of the forest dies, maybe there are some of the lucky ones who can hide somewhere under the water and wait quietly for their chance. Three hundred years later, they will be able to form wisdom and manipulate a certain amount of natural power, and if a human can get this fruit and take it, no matter how old and decrepit it is, they can immediately return to infancy. ”

"Even if I starve to death, I won't eat this fruit!" Nancy said to herself.

Kasha chuckled twice in her heart, then said softly:

"If they are lucky enough to survive a thousand years, they can move freely, and they can disappear into the trees at any time, and the scholar we are looking for is the elf of the fruit of the forest. (To be continued.) )