Chapter 189: The Inheritor's Magic Stone

With the help of the Breeze Bead through the trap area, the sense of crisis in his heart finally faded, and Morey breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the table and reached out to touch the stone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Can't pick it up.

Although it looks like it is only the size of a pomegranate, even with its strength, it still does not move. Morey was surprised, but not much surprised, the old nobleman had already told him about this before.

If you want to take it away, you have to use some special methods.

However, Morey did not rush to start, but first carefully observed.

It's a black heptahedron with a strong texture, and it looks angular and hard. Although it caused such a big turmoil, its appearance was very ordinary, and there was no gorgeous color at all, and if it were thrown on the mountain, it should be the kind that not many people would notice.

But the strange thing is that it feels warm to the touch of the hand, which does not match its appearance at all, and it is obviously not the stone that I am familiar with.

Walking around the wooden table, except for the bottom one, which was pressed, the other six sides were clearly seen by Morey.

If you look closely, you will see that there is a pattern on each of these faces. Without hesitation, Morey pulled out his monocle, and with the effect of the Mental Concentration Amplifier, it was easy to identify what was on it.

Painted on it...... A sword, a medicine bottle, a staff, a leaf, a hammer, and ......

A paw print?

"What do these patterns mean?" said Morey, nodded in a sudden realization. "I see...... Is this a reference to the ancient people who left their impressions?"

The longsword is obviously a swordsman, and the staff is naturally a magician, a medicine bottle...... Well, I guess mean the alchemist.

But what does the leaf represent? Is the hammer a blacksmith? Well, it's not impossible.

And what about paw prints?

I can't think of it at all.

Morey scratched his head in confusion, but then again, these patterns may not necessarily represent a profession, and it is very likely that he was wrong.

The last side was suppressed, and I don't know what the pattern was there, but Morey didn't think about it anymore.

The giant orc outside could rush in at any moment, and there was no time to delay now. Thinking of this, Morey closed his eyes, bent down slightly, and gently pressed his forehead against the stone......

At this moment, above the canopy of the giant tree, Wendick was frowning, looking to the south, as if his gaze could see the hill through the long distance.

"Didn't you say that the stone was hard to hold, and Brother Born would be fine, would you?" Gore was a little behind in his head. Morey had been walking for a long time before he suddenly clapped his hands, remembered the stubble, and hurriedly asked.

"I don't know. Wendick still had that cold expression, and if he hadn't stared at the south without blinking, he might have thought he didn't care at all.

"How is this!" Gossel glared anxiously, but when he saw the old nobleman staring at him, he immediately laughed dryly. "Uh...... What happens if it fails?"

Wendick was silent, and Gossel waited for a long time, muttering uninterestingly.

Wendick probably won't explain.

But Gossel didn't expect that Wendick was silent for a while, but suddenly sighed, and slowly spoke. "This stone was once a national treasure of Talir. ”

"Huh?" Gossel was stunned.

Every few hundred years, Tarir gathers some of the country's most talented young people. After all, it is a note left by an ancient powerhouse, and if you can take this opportunity to obtain the inheritance, the benefits to the future of Talir naturally need not be said. ”

Speaking of this, a strange look suddenly flashed in the eyes of the old nobleman.

"If it weren't for that person, it probably wouldn't have been sent here and kept tight. ”

"Who?" Gossel asked, as he listened more and more confused, and couldn't help but ask tentatively.

It's a pity that Wendick didn't pay attention to him, but said to himself. "It's a pity that there is only one owner of the stone after all, and if you want it to recognize the master, you must have a talent that is enough for it to recognize! ”

"Ah, can Brother Born, isn't it hard to say that?" Gossel didn't think about it at first, but when Wendick said this, he couldn't help but be startled.

"Yes, it's almost impossible!, but this stone must not fall into the hands of someone of unknown origin, even if there is only the slightest possibility, it must be tried!" Wendick said, looking at the bone prison in front of him, his brow furrowing more and more.

"Trouble! Although this orc's bloodline is nowhere near that concentration, it has been able to summon this contract for quite a long time...... But how it ends, I can't just watch with nothing. ”

"Huh...... That's right. As Wendick said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes flickered.

"Uh, me?" Gossel was a little dumbfounded, and he turned his head to look around, and found that Wendick really seemed to be staring at him.

"How...... Ahh

Wendick suddenly took Gossel in his hand, and despite his miserable struggles, he shoved it out in the light film.

He muttered to himself while stuffing it.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that you are not a pure-blood, maybe you can squeeze it out......" Although the old nobleman seemed to be heartless when he spoke, his eyes flickered slightly, obviously thinking about something.

There is one thing that Wendick did not say.

There is actually a special reason why Morey tried it...... He was the so-called 'Magician', a profession that did not exist in ancient times.

Even if Morey can get the approval of the magic stone, it is impossible to get the notes of his predecessors, let alone those relatively 'dangerous' things. At most, with the help of magic stones, it is just a chance to get a deep cultivation.

And whether he can succeed or not depends on his talent. There is no way to fail, but if you succeed...... At least it won't let the secret of the magic stone get out.

Merely......

"Ahh

His face was pressed against the light film, and he was grabbed by the old nobleman and shoved it out. It's a pity that the light film rejects him, although it is a little weaker than the old nobles, but it is only a little weaker. No matter how hard the old nobleman tried, Gossel only squeezed out a little, and he couldn't squeeze it anymore.

"Sure enough...... the old nobleman shook his head and said with a sigh.

"You did it on purpose, you don't have to try it, you know it! Oh my face!" Gossel sat on the floor with a sad face, rubbing it carefully.

"You haven't said it yet, what will happen if Brother Born fails!"

"Uh-huh...... Wendick groaned, but shook his head and hid the phrase in his stomach.

Let's hope he hasn't failed......