A fable began to circulate in the distant past

[Since the birth of the world, millions of years have passed, I don't know who customized the order, every once in a while, when the civilization of Varadi is established, and when it reaches its peak, the world will usher in a war of destruction, and everything will return to the beginning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Past civilizations will be forgotten in the gears of history, and no sporadic clues can be found in any records.

The descendants of the surviving pioneers have once again established civilization, elves, humans, orcs, and dragons have all ruled the world, but no living creature has ever rewritten this fate, and so on, never stagnating.

As the years go by, the world is once again ushering in a new beginning. However, at the end of the last established civilization, the descendants of the pioneers found the end of the world for the first time, from where they brought back a book. 】

-- From the previous part of the Chronicles of Valadei

On the continent of Valadei, there are only a handful of the most prosperous cities, St. George!

At this time, in the center of the city of St. George, among the city's most iconic buildings, a young man of ordinary appearance hurriedly passed the noblely dressed men and women, ignoring the etiquette of nobles and magicians.

"Hey, civilian, this is not the place for you, get out of here!" said one of the struck magicians with a frown, looking at the boy's shabby clothes.

"What... What? I have something to do! Don't stand in my way!" In normal times, the boy would definitely have to repair the guy in front of him, but at this time he had a task that could not be delayed, and he really couldn't spare time.

As he spoke, a strong wave of magic power erupted from the young man's body, rushing towards the magician who spoke, and the magician felt a great sense of oppression coming over him, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

The surrounding magicians also looked shocked and couldn't help but exhale.

"Oh my God. This is a fourth-level great magician, how old is this boy, if St. George has such an outstanding genius, why have we never heard of it. ”

"Maybe it's the closed disciple of His Excellency the Legendary Magician, these are not what we are qualified to know. ”

......

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Magician, but I offended you. The magician said in horror.

The boy didn't have time to pay attention to the sighs of these little people, the reason why he released the magic fluctuations was just to make it easier when he was in a hurry.

Sure enough, on the next journey, the young man walked over without any obstacles, and then boarded the magic elevator and came to the top level.

Compared to the lower classes, the top floor is very narrow and has dense bookshelves. The boy walked along the red carpet in the aisle, and at the end of it was an old man sitting in a chair with his eyes half-closed.

The young man tiptoed to the old man, suddenly took a deep breath, and then yelled: "Old man~ get up!"

"Ahh~" The old man was so frightened that his beard stood upside down, came back to his senses, looked at the young man in front of him, and said helplessly while holding his wrinkled forehead.

"Little Nellina, maybe you should learn to respect the old man's manners. ”

"It's a pity that I'm playing the role of a poor boy who works hard for a living, and has never learned aristocratic etiquette, so you can call me Mr. Peter. Nellina retorted. As he spoke, the boy took out a bag and spilled a lot of powder with a wave of his hand, and the surrounding area was glowing, covering his whole body. When the light faded, Nelena became a beautiful lady.

Delicate facial features like a puppet, a round face, smiling, small dimples on both sides are very cute, and behind the long golden hair scattered, a lady who combines the elegance and nobility of a nobleman with the playfulness and tenderness of a little girl.

Even wearing poor male clothes could not hide the charm of this lady. Well... Yes, this outfit fits perfectly, and maybe Ms. Nerina's boobs are not much bigger than the boys'.

"Well, Mr. Peter, I would like to ask you, aren't you going to go to the border city of Hader to experience the life of a poor boy, and use this as a source to write a narrative biography of the poor class? ”

"Old man, I have discovered something earth-shattering enough to stir up the literary world, and I have paid a heavy price to get here as soon as possible to tell you the good news. ”

Although the person in front of him is a well-known master of obedience in the literary world, and at the same time a legendary magician who is famous in the wizarding world, well... But there is no doubt that it still can't change the reality that he is an old man.

The life of a legendary figure named Greer Daurassa can be described as a fateful experience, and it can be said that he himself is a living heroic history.

"Oh my God~ You won't tell me that you will get here from Hader City to Dan Lipton, and then take an airship here, it will take more than five hundred gold coins and five days. Dao Lasa said helplessly.

"Yes, as compensation, you should pay me back the full amount of these gold coins. ”

"Then I need to be shocked by the news you brought, otherwise you'll have to bear the costs. ”

"Hey, I'm confident enough that you'll be blown away when you hear the news. ”

"I've lived for so many years, and there's nothing that can surprise me anymore, unless those old bastards close their eyes and don't wake up again, or if you're able to write a history of the Immortals on your own. However, these two things are almost impossible to happen. Dao Lasa said very calmly.

"Well, I hope you can continue to be calm after seeing this. Nerina smiled confidently, slapped her white palm on the table, and then pushed forward, and when the palm left the table, a golden melting paper came into the eyes of Dao Lasa.

"What are these, the last words of those old fellows?" said Daurasa, puzzled.

"No, this is a submission intended for publication. ”

"Are you kidding? Little Nellina, it's not funny at all, it's just a piece of melting paper, what can you write!"

"That's what I thought at the time, so I paid for it and was so shocked that my jaw dropped. Nellina thought about it and revealed something a little, so that Dao Lasa had some cushion.

"Well, I barely believed you once. I don't want to see this kind of ridiculous thing a second time, hey! Could it be that this writer has found the end of the world..."As soon as the words fell, Dao Lhasa fell into the world written by this melting paper.

"Hey, I'm sure you'll take it back, right now, right now!" said Nellina, though she couldn't hear her anymore.

As the magic on the melted paper slowly worked, the world in Dao Lasa's eyes changed into a vast world, with no spectacular buildings and awe-inspiring armies.

It was as if silent music suddenly rose from the depths of the invisible soul. Some voices are melancholy, full of infinite melancholy, others contemplative, flooding with memories, gloomy omens.

A man and a woman, in front of the beach, with their backs to each other, leaning against a tree, are obviously very close, as long as they stretch out their hands, they can reach it, but there is an indescribable distance.

The boy has an intoxicated love in his eyes, and the resoluteness hidden under the love is like a stubborn stone, which will never waver despite the wind and rain. In their youth, every child has had naïve fantasies in their hearts and made unreasonable things. Dao Lasa couldn't help but think of his past, who knows that the reason for opening the prelude to the legend of his life is just for a woman.

"I hope you can find someone better!" the affection in his pupils quickly disguised as the boy turned his head, putting on a mask of indifference.

The girl's face was dull, her mouth open, but it turned into silence, nodding wordlessly, and the boy turned away, almost at the moment of turning, the boy's tears crossed his face.

Daulasa sighed deeply, and he saw that under the tree where the two were nestling, the trees that grew on the same root could no longer cling to each other in the wind. He saw that the stars in the night sky looked at each other without interacting tracks, and even if one day the trajectories met, they would be nowhere to be found in an instant. He saw the birds gazing at the fish, one in the sky and the other deep at the bottom of the sea, destined not to look at each other.

In the middle of the ring, the man and woman had already left, leaving Dao Lhasa alone to stand on the beach, quietly listening to this sad music, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the magic fluctuations of the melting spirit paper had long since subsided, and he was still intoxicated by the dream-like sad dream.

"What's going on? Is it worth five thousand gold coins!" Seeing that the old monster like Lhasa, who had lived for thousands of years, was fascinated, Nellina knew that her round-trip expenses had been properly paid.

"It's worth the price... Well... Isn't it five hundred gold coins?" said Dalasa back to his senses, only to realize that there was a hole in Nerina's words.

"Dear teacher, I'm sure you don't care about these little things, don't you?" said Nerina, blinking her eyes and speaking innocently.

"Okay, five thousand gold coins is fine, but you have to tell me, who wrote this biography, Carlisle, or Vanessa?" said Daurasa excitedly, as Nerina said, and now he didn't have the heart to care about these few thousand gold coins.

Perhaps even Nelena does not know what this biography means, and it is no exaggeration to say that what he holds in his hands is not only an unprecedented biography, but also the beginning of a new era.

"No, no, this biography was written by a writer in Hardtown when I was experiencing life, and perhaps this is his first work. ”

"It's... How is that possible!" Daurasa began to calm down, even if he didn't need Nelina to speak, he had already vetoed the possibility of saying it in his heart, he was very familiar with those writers who had been famous for a long time, it was by no means this unique style of writing, but it was impossible for him to believe that this was the work of a newcomer-level writer, but... This unique style of writing is indeed unprecedented in the entire literary world.

Thinking about it, Dao Lasa stroked the hot golden melting paper in his hand, the strength was gentle, as if he was treating a beloved woman, every word, every word, it was mediocre, but in the hands of that mysterious writer, one by one, it became the most beautiful language in the world, which was a miracle.

And... That sad melody... Dao Lasa seemed to think of something, his eyes were slightly condensed, and when he looked closely, he found that there was still an extremely light layer of handwriting on the melting spirit paper, and if he didn't look carefully, even a magician would be difficult to detect.

There is also an obscure name hidden under "The Furthest Distance in the World".

Moonlight - First Movement

Immediately followed by the musical symbols hidden between the lines, the faint handwriting, almost invisible, and the end of the end is an ordinary word.

【Rabindranath Tagore】

The beautiful and sad music paired with the most beautiful language in the world has made this one... Absurd, yes, Daurazak really can't think of any words to describe the beauty of this biography, and if anything, it's unbelievably absurd.

"Hurry up, call me a council at once, what, whatever they have at hand, come over to me!" Daurazak immediately picked up the microphone next to him and shouted hysterically. Bruises were already rising on his forehead.