"How many people know about this?" Kenny sat in the thick oak chair with his eyes closed, his fingers tapping the eagle wolf's head on the armrests in a 'click' sound. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Aiden stood aside, his gaze resting on the palm-sized, crystalline black scales on the table. "The person who discovered it was Miss Sula from Nikko City, followed by the Young City Lord and Prince Sonny, and only these three people saw it except me. He paused, "Lord, I've pretended to be as calm as possible, those twenty guards shouldn't know, our people don't have to worry, but the young city lord must have seen the clue." ”

"Are you so sure?" Sersi stared at the thing as well, as if his eyes had taken root and sprouted on it.

"Nobody has ever seen that thing, maybe it's really just a snake?" Mike gasped. Somehow, he always felt that after Aiden brought that thing in, even the air in the room became a little weird.

"I have a say in this, there is no such big snake in the world, at least not in the First Continent and the Sumerian Continent. The white-robed bird whisperer asserted.

"We haven't been further north, maybe it's something there?" Lawrence said as the flesh on his chin trembled, "or I'll go back and organize an expedition at once, and go—"

"There's no time, man. Mike interrupted him, "In a week, the army is about to march south, if we delay the expedition for no reason, what will the lords of the other territories think?" he patted his old friend on the shoulder, "This is not the First Continent, those guys have no common interests with us, it is all out of the affection that the lord has accumulated over the years....."

“..... Affection is better than nothing. Camille snorted.

"Lord, what's next?" Selsey asked.

"No..... It's impossible ....." Kenny sighed in succession, as if he had the same distress as Mike.

"Aiden! Ask again, why the fuck isn't that old guy coming?!" Sersi had apparently lost his patience.

"Don't rush, after all, he is old now, and even getting into the carriage is a problem, not to mention that the temple has so many books, you have to rummage through them one by one. Mike stood up and walked over to the window and pushed it open, trying to take a few fresh breaths.

"We can't wait, let's go straight to the seminary. Kenny stood up, "Aiden, wrap your stuff and be careful." ”

"Yes, lord. The pro-soldier nodded.

The North City Seminary, not far from Fort Horn, is also built halfway up the mountain. Due to the scarcity of manpower at the time, this building was built with the support of Assyria, and its appearance naturally looks the same as the Assyrian path, under the cover of several towering trees, it is difficult to find the spire between the branches and leaves, and the exterior wall made of sunken wood, if you do not except for those gods painted by Eugene, it is difficult to find that this is a temple, but more like a huge tree house hidden in the forest.

The air smells of old sheepskins and old ash. In front of them were huge wooden bookshelves, topped with dark tops, stacked with ancient scrolls and all sorts of fur-bound books. Somewhere in the room was an oil lamp, a yellowish light seeping through the stacks of books, as if it hadn't been extinguished for ten years.

They follow the lights and weave their way through the narrow passages beneath the vaulted ceilings. There was old paper everywhere, and Kenny asked Selsey to extinguish the torch in his hand just in case, as most of the books here had been shipped from Nippur, and the collection of books in Nippur came from the First Continent, some of which were older than all of them combined.

Eugene hunched his back and sat in an old, rotten wood chair. Today, he is nearly 90 years old and continues to serve the gods and believers. Since the establishment of the northern city, he has had several serious illnesses, perhaps because of the favor of the god Namu, he has always escaped from the palm of death, and sometimes, even he himself does not know how to survive.

The light came from an oil lamp hanging overhead, and he looked up when he heard footsteps.

"Elder, excuse me. ”

"Huh?" Eugene looked up, even if he was so close, and there was a light above his head, he couldn't see who the man in front of him was, and his ears were obviously not as good as before.

"I said, excuse me. Kenny raised his voice.

"Oh, Lord Kenny, you're here yourself, I'm too slow, sorry....." Eugene stood up extremely slowly, "You seem to have brought quite a few people here, this place is so small, and there aren't so many places to sit, or we-"

"We have an urgent matter, Elder. Sersi glanced back at Aiden.

"Oh, this thing is beautiful!" Eugene carefully took the black scales Aiden handed him. He looked at it in the dim light for a long time, then picked up a magnifying glass and studied it carefully for a while. The scales were constantly reversed in his hands, reflecting several colors of glow in the light of the oil lamp, sometimes transparent, sometimes dark.

"See what?" said Sersi lost patience again.

"It's a little small," the old man muttered, frowning, "it should be bigger." He lifted the scales, leaned against the oil lamp and looked at it for a moment, then put down his magnifying glass, spat on his thumb, and said as he opened the old book on the desk, "This thing should be about the size of our heads, but it's only the size of a palm." ”

"Are we suspicious?" Kenny asked, a hint of gratin popping up in the corner of his eye.

"Elder," Camille squeezed forward and walked to the table, "Are there any other animals in this ancient book that have scales like this?"

"Monty python?" the old man turned a few pages forward and pointed to the young man, "The meaning of this passage is that as early as seven hundred years ago, there was a giant python in the extremely cold land from the mainland to the north, and the hunters called it the 'white dragon'.....

"I've heard of it, I've seen it, I've eaten it. Camille shook her head quickly, "Its scales are white, but the one we got is black." ”

"Could it be that it's been a long time and has faded to black?" Kenny asked.

"No, my lord. Camille turned his head, "It can only be black and white, just like our hair can only go from colored to white." ”

"Lord," Eugene looked up, "could it be, this thing has been stored in the forest for decades, but it has not been discovered, after all, that forest is the private hunting ground of the Dalton family, and few people hunt it." ”

"Listen, guys. Kenny looked at the mysterious scales on the table, "The southern expedition is imminent, no matter what, this matter cannot be spread, if the other lords know about it, we will be isolated....."