Chapter 197: Gossel's Hexagonal Crystal

"It's just that you're not healed, you might need a crutch...... Oh, don't get me wrong, how could I possibly give this broken stick as a gift. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Wendick may have eaten salty today and coughed twice from time to time.

"Alright, no kidding,"

After a pause, the old nobleman showed a breezy expression. "Actually, I have something to entrust to you. ”

......

Morey got a letter.

Wendick only explained two words, then shook his head and walked away. His tone was terrifyingly casual, as if he didn't care at all about whether it would be delivered or not. And it's a strange request - you can deliver it in your lifetime, remember not to send it too soon.

Hearing this, Morey couldn't help but show a strange expression.

What strange conditions. Normally, shouldn't the sooner the better?

But if you think about it, Wendick has a strange temper, and it is estimated that he is not happy to be sent early. It's okay, then follow him, anyway, it's just a letter, he doesn't rush us or anything.

Daria, the city of Saint-Calle, the Storme family?

Morey searched through his mind and found that he had never heard of it. However, although he didn't know where the city of Saint-Calle was, Morey was not too worried, since it was said to be a certain city in Daria, he would definitely know the way by asking.

The letter was enclosed in a blue envelope with small magic fluctuations on it, which was supposed to be a special magic lock that people who didn't know the solution couldn't open. Morey wasn't interested in the contents, so he put it in his magic pocket.

Along the mountain road, Morey followed Gossel out, and suddenly felt some emotion in his heart.

Who would have wanted to escape from the Devil's Throat and come to such a special place. A month ago, I wouldn't have imagined that I would have encountered something here.

I didn't expect that breaking through the third order would be so bumpy.

In Morey's plan a month ago, before he broke through, he should find a quiet place to prepare silently for a few days and strive for a success. If nothing else, it should be easy to break through the third order, how can there be so many extraneous branches.

There was no stubble chatting with Gossel, and the boy was also a little frustrated when he saw that Morey had made up his mind to leave. As he walked, he persuaded from time to time, as if he wanted to try to stay.

Listening to his depressed tone, Morey could only smile helplessly.

Although I get along well with Gossel, there are still a lot of things waiting to be confirmed outside, and I can't change my mind just because of two sentences. But what Morey didn't expect was that when he happened to be chatting about the Ratchets, Gossel suddenly scratched his head and said. "Don't worry, no one will be bad for the Talo Clan. ”

"Hey, why?" Originally, it was just small talk, and Morey didn't take it seriously, but what he didn't expect at all was that Gossel would say such a thing?

Morey was suddenly surprised—was there anything he didn't know?

"Brother Born, it seems that you don't know much about the Taro," Gossel said with some surprise. "Don't you know the legend of Click?"

"What legend?" said Morey.

"It is said that a long time ago, Taklo was actually the pet of the ancient goddess of luck. Gossel said this, with a hint of awe on his face. "If anyone hurts Ta Rak, they will be haunted by bad luck..... To put it simply, it's going to be bad luck. ”

Seeing Gossel's troubled expression, Morey couldn't help but laugh dumbly. "It's just a legend, but you'll believe it. ”

"Don't you believe it, you can't get along with anyone, and you can't get along with luck!" Gossel said with a wide glare, very vigilant. "If I pay bad luck, I will be poor for the rest of my life, then it is better to let me die!"

"Hey, what's the use of asking for money?" asked Morey, with some surprise. ”

"Huh?" Gossel was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously muttered to himself. "I don't think I need it...... Ah, no, no, no!"

Morey's face was strange - I couldn't tell that this kid was very fond of money.

"Brother Bohn, think about it again! There's your favorite cucumber here!" Gossel couldn't help but say when he saw that Morey was really leaving.

Morey listened, but his face darkened a little - who likes cucumbers so much?

FeelingsIn your eyes, is Brother Born a person who likes to eat cucumbers very much?

However, Gossel's next words made Morey couldn't help but be happy.

"I've been blowing flowers here for many years, I really don't want to do it! What should I do if you leave, just the old man's temper, eighty percent of them are going to call me to blow flowers for him again!"

Morey quipped with a laugh. "Hehe, how old are you, fifteen?"

"Fifteen?" Gossel snorted.

But at this moment, his voice suddenly stopped, reached out and touched a stone on the side of the road, and said unexpectedly. "Oh, it's already there...... It's so inconspicuous that I almost didn't even notice it. Suddenly, he pulled out a palm-sized key, pressed it against the stone, and said as he moved. "Brother Bohn, wait a minute, wait for me to open it. ”

Gossel seemed to be only halfway through what he had said, but Morey didn't care, just as if he was complaining.

Although most of the old nobles' books can't be taken away, some of them are probably not too valuable, and they just have a protective defensive barrier, as long as you start gently, you can still take them out and look at them.

Speaking of windward flowers, Morey had deliberately checked the relevant records before.

'The White Frost of Aymea'

This is the scientific name for the windward flower.

In an illustrated book of the old nobles, it happens to be very detailed. It's hard to think of the name, and Morey also happened to see the illustrated book and description, so he determined that it was a windward flower.

It grows in one season, blooms in the wind, has no leaves in white flowers, is very tough before flowering, and cannot be hurt by steel swords, but after flowering, it will naturally fall off, and buds will regrow on the stem. The conditions for this plant are very harsh, and it must be in a windy place with plenty of magic, and most of the wild ones grow on high cliffs. Because it is basically impossible to have such ideal conditions, it is actually quite rare for hoarfrost to be truly completely open.

Looking at this description, it is indeed unmistakable.

However, its role recorded later is somewhat surprising...... It turned out to be calm.

The content of the record says that if you can spread the petals of a mature windward flower on the bed, it will have a good sleep aid effect, and it will be a miracle effect on the treatment of insomnia.

As soon as he thought of this, Morey couldn't help but wonder...... What does Wendick want so many windward flowers for?

The small diameter of a windward flower is also two meters, and the petals are dozens of layers, so it can be said that the petals of a flower can completely cover a bed, and there is definitely leftover.

However, he had to have a hundred and ten windward flowers for Wendick in the past few days, but he was not satisfied. Listening to his tone, the attitude towards the windward flower is completely more and better, as if it is not enough at all.

In Morey's thoughts, Gossel had done it, and a soft silver glow flowed from the stone surface. That silver color is very special and gives the illusion of flowing.

Morey understood and glanced at Gossel and said. "Then I'm leaving, take care!"

"Eh, wait!" Gossel was about to say goodbye, but it suddenly occurred to him that he slapped his thigh and spoke. "I almost forgot! I still have something for you!"

Morey was a little puzzled, but saw Gossel suddenly take out three crystal-shaped things out of nowhere and hand them to Morey with a smile. "I've just learned to do this, and if only you had left two days late, I could have made you a few more. ”

"Uh, what's the use of this?" Morey looked at in confusion.

"This is a magic passage!Brother Bohn, if you are in trouble, you must remember to use it, and I will help you make the short-eyed guy into a meatloaf pie!" Gossel said proudly.

Magic Passage?

The exit from the rock had been completely opened, and Gossel, although a little reluctant, waved goodbye to Morey, and did not forget to say a strong exhortation. "I'm not kidding, you must remember to use it when you are in trouble!"

"Just crush this and call you to help?" asked Morey, surprised.

"Yes, yes, don't forget!"

"Okay, I remember. "Gossel's enthusiasm is a bit unusual, it's really unbearable. Morey smiled bitterly, but couldn't say anything, so he nodded.

It's not that I doubt the usefulness of this thing, but anyway...... We don't need a child to help us, do we?

But it doesn't matter, although eighty percent of them are not used, it does not prevent it from being used as a souvenir.

Looking at the three crystals in his hand, Morey was suddenly a little surprised - with Gossel's hairy personality, he could still make such exquisite crafts.

These are three hexagonal cyrule-blue crystal pieces that look very thin.

Like ice crystals, delicate and gorgeous.