Reginod of the Crow Castle led the team away, and the crisis in the porcelain village was resolved, but Raymond, who was confused, invited the old Hewlett to his room.

"Could it be that such a team has caused such trauma to the porcelain village?" Raymond bluntly questioned without giving old Hewlett time to weigh the words. "Even if Reginord has the strength of a first-level wizard, the porcelain village shouldn't have such a big casualty!"

"Dear Lord Raymond, Reginor is a high-ranking disciple of Lord Viara of the Crow Castle, and his talent is also the source of the tragedy," said old Hewlett, who was a little hunched on his back, with despair and deep fear in his eyes. "It's useless for us to fight his subordinates in this situation within the range of his weakening field......"

Recalling the tragic loss of the previous year, the old Hewlett showed the scene that happened in the porcelain village two weeks ago in front of Raymond, and also made Raymond aware of Reginord's ability.

Weakening the force field, it is not too strong a talent when the strength of the two sides is equal, but Reginord, who has monsters and other magical beasts, has made the porcelain village lose the ability to fight.

The three porcelain people in the entire porcelain village whose strength was comparable to that of a great knight were knocked into porcelain pieces on the spot under the suppression of Reginord's talent force field, which led to the loss of fighting spirit and the tragedy of the porcelain village.

If it weren't for the need for old Hewlett to hand over the extraction method of bitter water, the remaining one hundred and ten porcelain figures would also be killed.

Speaking of this, old Hewlett, who had become agitated in vain, turned his face blue. "They calculated this time to be persecuted, because we can't migrate until the Elemental Tidal Storm comes, which is the sorrow of being porcelain people, and it is also a shackle on the head of our race!"

"Elemental Tidal Storm?" repeated the name mentioned by old Hewlett, and Raymond's face was a little ugly. "Is there going to be an elemental tidal storm in two years?"

"Dear Lord Raymond. You must not be an inhabitant of this world," he sighed, a gleam flashing in old Hewlett's somewhat cloudy eyes. "As long as you protect our porcelain village until the end of the elemental tidal storm, the porcelain village will give you a heavy gift, a heavy gift that will definitely satisfy you!"

Old Hewlett's words made Raymond's eyes sharpen, and the faint aura of energy was also gathered by Raymond.

But old Hewlett, who had revealed his origins, turned his gaze to the window of the room, and looked very leisurely. "Don't be so nervous, even if you are a wizard from the Chaos Realm, the porcelain people will only be grateful to you. ”

Staring at old Hewlett's wrinkled neck. Raymond, whose pupils flashed with red dots, understood through the detection of the chip that the old porcelain man had no defense, and after a while, he lifted his guard and sent out a question. "For what?"

"Although I don't know the name of our world in other planes, the elemental tidal storm that occurs every fifty years is known to everyone," staring at the setting sun outside the window. The corners of old Hewlett's mouth curled. "And you don't even know the lingua franca of the continent, but you can use the ancient Torrean language so well. So you must be a wizard from another plane. ”

Quite a reasonable guess. But it made Raymond, who always thought he was a good cover-up, a little embarrassed. "Can't I be a wizard who has lived in seclusion for a long time?"

"This is the Horn of Despair, except for Viara in the Crow Castle, there has been no wizard above the second level for a long time," Old Hewlett turned his head, his eyes flashed with wisdom, as if he could see everything. "Lord Raymond, please come with me!"

Old Hewlett who got up slowly. Still looking like he was about to die, but Raymond, who followed him to the small building opposite, was shocked in his heart.

Previously, when facing Reginord in the Red Raven Castle, he showed physical fitness far beyond the level of the human knight. But in the moment he spoke, his physical stats had dropped by several levels, only slightly stronger than ordinary knights!

With confusion and incomprehension, when Raymond came to old Hewlett's small building again, the porcelain people who lived here were cleaning the room seriously, and when they saw Raymond, they all bowed to him with respectful expressions.

After walking through the living room and turning the hallway, old Hewlett finally led Raymond to the storage room, and ordered the porcelain man who was guarding the room to open the passage into the basement.

"This place is already being cleaned up, and the whole small building can be given to you tomorrow," said old Hewlett in a somewhat emotional tone, but did not explain the reason, but continued after entering the passage. "The people from the Rook Castle won't be coming again for a short time, so this place can be vacated for you, please don't be surprised. ”

Through the passage behind the closet, a spiral staircase stretched downward, but as old Hewlett entered Raymond in the basement, he quickly felt something unusual.

Raymond, who had explored this basement before, remembered that the depth of this basement was only more than ten meters, and the space inside was not very large.

However, old Hewlett who led the way in front of him with a fire candle, led Raymond into the basement, but after taking Raymond into the basement, he lifted the floor in the corner of the room and continued to lead Raymond downward.

After a hundred meters underground, Raymond, who was following old Hewlett, saw the real bottom through the gap in the staircase.

At the front of the spiral staircase at the bottom, there was a very short passage that was not very wide, and the breath blowing from the open door made Raymond, who had not stepped down the staircase, a little dazed.

Seeing this, a bitter old Hewlett appeared on his face, and he pointed to the room at the end of the passage with some emotion. "It's a secret in the porcelain village, but it's going to be abandoned in two years anyway, so think it's the safest place to be. ”

Facing Raymond, who was shocked by the substantial energy breath in the channel, and the sound of chip warning echoed in his ears at the same time, he really couldn't believe all this.

He didn't perceive any force field that was obscuring the aura, but the concentration of energy in that passage had reached an incredible level, and it was only when Raymond entered the bottom of the spiral staircase that he suddenly noticed this situation.

"It's a very small room, but there should be a lot of energy gathered in it over the past few hundred years," the old Hewlett looked depressed with regret in his eyes and a little embarrassed as if he was explaining what was going on. "Before the Elemental Tidal Storm arrived, this and this small building were for you to use. ”

As he spoke, old Hewlett walked through the passage into the inner room, and Raymond, who had entered after him, could not help but question. "What the hell is this place, and how can there be a room like this?"

The concentration of energy particles is extremely high, and the energy particles of various attributes appear in the room, which affects the vision.

"This village is almost a thousand years old," said old Hewlett, who did not directly answer Raymond's question, but muttered to himself. "It's a pity that no porcelain figure was born who could absorb these energies, so your arrival is a ...... of time."

Old Hewlett quickly made Raymond understand the reason for the existence of this room, and the significance of the elemental tidal storm to the porcelain race.

Born from the Elemental Tide Storm, a special individual will appear in it, and it is a porcelain figure born with wizarding potential.

In order to enable these individuals who can lead the powerful porcelain race to grow, the porcelain race has created some conditions so that such individuals in the group can grow up quickly after birth and assume their obligations to the race.

The talisman-like facilities were passed down and mastered by the elders of the porcelain people, who built such underground chambers near the settlement, waiting for the birth of a clansman with wizard potential.

The porcelain village where the old Hewlett lived had to find a new place to settle after two years, because if he stayed here, he would not be able to give birth to such a special individual.

"Two years!" said Old Hewlett, who raised two fingers at Raymond, with an extremely solemn expression. "Just protect the village for another two years, and you will get far more ...... than you imagined" (to be continued......