"You say your name is Little Mithra De?" I don't know why, after hearing this name, the old man, whether it was his voice or body, was a little trembling, it seemed to be very excited, and even gave people the impression that if he was not a Dharma god, it was very likely that he would die suddenly because of this trembling.

"Yes, old man," little Missla slowly took a few steps back, and the whole person became more and more alert, although she didn't know who this old man was, but when he heard his name, he would have such a big reaction, which made her a little surprised, because in her memory, there had never been such a person, but it was obvious that he seemed to have heard his name, "You know me?"

"Whew~" He took a deep breath again, the old man's strong strength made him calm down his emotions, because he also noticed the vigilance of little Misla, he didn't want to do this, scared this little girl, thinking of this, the old man once again put his eyes on the little Misla's body, from top to bottom, carefully and carefully looked at it, slightly squinted eyes showed that although he was looking at the little Misra at the moment, but in fact, his mind no longer knew where to drift, and it was precisely because of this that the little Misra did not cut it with a sword, after all, a girl was looked at by others for no reasonIt's definitely not a very polite thing to do.

After a long time, the old man spat out that breath, "I don't know you, but I know your father, so I will be a little out of shape after hearing your name, because I have something very important to look for your father, can you please take me to meet him?"

"Very important?" said little Misla, tilting her head and glancing at the old man, "but I'm on a mission to dig up very rare ores. ”

"Hehe," somehow, hearing little Misla's words, the old man actually smiled, not a mockery, but a very nostalgic smile, as he spoke, he took off his space ring and threw it to little Misla, "There are many, many rare ores in here, you can't dig them all in a hundred years, and they are all given to you." ”

"Mithril, Adamantite, Meteorite Misra Goddess is on top," little Mishra only glanced at it with a cursory use of psionic energy, and found several precious ores, and most importantly, each of them was unimaginably large, "Senior, are you sure that the contents of this ring have been given to me?"

"Haha, old-timer" The old man stroked his beard and nodded vigorously, of course, and then he added the second half of the sentence in his heart, in fact, all this was prepared for you before, although it was impossible for little Misra to hear this.

"Listen to my orders! Sky Knights, turn the rudder and march towards the Germanic Republic!"

"Yes, big sister!"

"Call me Princess!"

"Okay, big sister!"

“”――

"Where are you from? How did you know my father? And you look like you want to see him, and you gave me such a valuable ore?" On the deck, the space ring on Xiao Mithra's heroic ** hand, although she said that it was very precious, but judging from her actual actions, who dared to snatch this ring, she would definitely slash it with a sword, which also can't help but make people curious, with such a tycoon father of Don Quixote, why is her daughter still so wealthy?

"I," the old man held in his hand a cane that appeared at an unknown time, carved out of some kind of wood, and a beautiful gem the size of an egg on it, and the overall style was more natural, "I come from a very distant place, you have never heard of it, I have known your father a long, long time ago, as for sending you ore, you are his favorite daughter, of course I have to pat your ass, but," he said, the old man's eyes looked into the distance, "I didn't expect to run into you directly." ”

"Then you haven't told me why you fell from the sky, and sealed yourself in the freezer?"

"Well," said the old man, yawning, "I can't tell you yet, because it involves the matter I want to talk to your father about." ”

"I can't know either?"

"Of course, I can't tell anyone about this except your father. ”

"What's your name, mysterious? I don't know your name yet?"

"Oldman, Yogur Oldman. ”

"The name is the same as the person, it's strange, okay, you can play here by yourself, I'm going to go back and count the spoils of war with my subordinates, my ship is very fast, it can fly to the Germanic Republic in two hours at most, if you are tired, let my subordinates take you to a house to rest." ”

"Ha, thank you, I'm very energetic now, I haven't blown the wind for a long time, I'm here to blow the wind, you can do it yourself. ”

"Good. ”

The speeding airship was originally protected by a defensive enchantment, and the wind couldn't blow the deck at all, but the old man in front of him, who seemed to be a mage, could open a small opening in the enchantment with his own ability, to be precise, he was outside the enchantment, and the violent wind blew his hair and beard fluttering, and the white robe on his body also followed the fan, if this scene was seen by Don Quixote, he would definitely think that this old man was Gandalf, a white-robed mage from the demon world, Gandalf, no matter how they looked, the two people were dressed too similarly。

Just like little Mithra said, the speed of the airship is very fast, and it didn't take long for it to cross the sea of falling stars and come to the border of the Republic of German, far away, the port city of Uraspil's towering mage tower with a symbol surname and the magic array all over the city came into the eyes of the old man, still nostalgic, full of nostalgia, giving people a feeling that he had not come back for a long time, and even after forgetting the scenery here, he suddenly returned here one day and saw all the familiar scenes, somehow, the old man's eyes were filled with tears, but under the action of the gangfeng, these tears were quickly blown dry, in factThis was the second time he wanted to cry, the first time was when he saw little Misla, but that time, with his great perseverance, he held back.

Entering the city area, the airship gradually reduced its speed, at the landing point of the little Misla's royal landing, the airship landed slowly, and the carriage waiting in the distance rushed over early, to pick up the aunt, although this time they looked at the old man with some curiosity, because this was the first time, the aunt brought back a strange guy, but this is none of their business, "Princess, do you want to go back to the Sky Tower?

"Send my subordinate to my restaurant, you take me and him back to the Wizard's Tower, and I'm going to see my father. ”

"Got it, Princess!" the coachman opened the door and ushered the two men into the car, and then with a flick of the whip, he sped towards the central main city.

"Have you been here before?" Seeing that the old man seemed to miss the scenery outside the window, little Mithra couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, I've lived here for a while, but that was a long time ago, so I'm still a little nostalgic when I come back this time. ”

"I guess that's when you met your father. ”

The old man nodded again, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have a younger brother." ”

"Yes! A stinky boy, ten years old this year, every time I see it, I want to beat him up!

"Haha, Your Excellency's mothers are all right. ”

"It's all good, none of them are strong, how can there be something"-

"Yo-he, isn't this the ore beauty Misla?" before leading the old man out of the carriage, little Misra heard the familiar taunt, yes, naturally it was little Arthur, driving his little BMW around the outside of the mage tower, "Didn't you just leave?"

"Squeak~" With a foot on the brake, little Arthur's car stopped in front of Misla, "This time I brought back a guest? Hello sir, I'm Arthur!"

"Hello," the old man looked at little Arthur with a slightly strange gaze, although there was also a hint of nostalgia, but it also contained another indescribable feeling, "I'm Yogurt Oldman." ”

"You're a friend of this female tyrannosaurus?"

"Oh oh! stinky boy, I didn't catch you last time, but this time you dare to come to me, see if I don't beat your **! Father, someone is looking for you," after yelling at the sky, little Misra left the old man behind and chased after little Arthur who was driving away.

“”

"You are?" The entire surroundings of the Mage Tower, and even the entire Uraspier are actually under the monitoring of Don Quixote, so his daughter's voice directly alarmed Don Quixote who was in a daze, in fact, now he is in a daze most of the time, after all, he is also old, and there is really nothing to do, so, hearing that someone is looking for him, Don Quixote is still a little happy, in fact, this is human beings, when they were busy, people fantasized that one day I would stop and rest, and do nothing, but one day I was free, but I would miss the full life of the year, looking at the seventy or eighty-year-old man in front of meDon Quixote couldn't help but ask.

"Huh~~" The old man took a deep breath again, it seemed that the previous two maneuvers made his mood not fluctuate so easily, so this time, the old man's voice did not tremble, "Can you change places, I have something very important to tell you." ”

"Okay, please come with me," Don Quixote's eye of rules told him, and the old man in front of him turned out to be a man who had read without any external force** The existence of a demigod, to be exact, his strength has surpassed that of a demigod, and he is at the same level as himself and Char Donghai, which makes him a little surprised, the probability of the Faren world wanting to achieve a demigod without fake foreign objects is almost zero, this time he was picked up by his own daughter, he even had some doubts, whether this old man is the native of the Faren world, of course, with the strength of the old man, Don Quixote still gave him due respect, and took him to a secret room, which was specially used to discuss some confidential issues.

"Hiss~" After lighting a cigarette for himself, Don Quixote had time to look at the old man in front of him who looked very similar to Gandalf, "I don't know what Your Excellency is looking for me?"

"Huh~~" The old man's hand involuntarily pinched the scepter in his hand, and after taking a deep breath, his eyes couldn't stop looking at Don Quixote, and Don Quixote was a little hairy, not because of anything else, but the strong longing in the old man's eyes, he asked himself if he knew such an old man, just when he wanted to ask who you were, the old man spoke, "Father, it's me, I'm little Arthur." ”

After saying this, the tears in the old man's eyes could no longer be suppressed, you can hardly imagine that a seventy or eighty-year-old man would cry so sadly, as if a person has been walking alone in the dark for decades, hundreds of years, just after he himself has become accustomed to this dark world, and suddenly one day when he finds the light in front of him, that kind of mood can no longer be described in words.

No one, especially a strong man whose strength has reached such a level, would not dare to make such a joke with Don Quixote, and even if there were, no one would be able to say this sentence in Chinese, obviously, the old man seemed to be afraid that Don Quixote would not trust him, so he deliberately used a language that only Don Quixote could understand to communicate with Don Quixote, in order to prove that he was really his son! )