"Human skin mask?" Achille, who was listening, couldn't help but interject at this moment. Diarlando and Fayle glanced at the boy and said in unison, "Go to bed and rest!" Achille actually drank strong wine and lost a lot of blood, and was really a little bad, and when he heard the order, he obediently changed his clothes and went to sleep in his hammock.

Seeing Achille fall asleep honestly, Diarlando continued to talk about what he had seen. "There's a magic seal on the jar, so I didn't open it. The spell is like this......" said Deirlando, casting a nebula-shaped mist of light in the palm of his hand, and a hexahedral crystal jar appeared in the center, and you can clearly see that the part where the lid is connected to the body of the jar is printed with a circle of incantations.

"Only love is eternal, beauty is eternal, and love is eternal...... What kind of mess is this?" Fayl read as he looked at the words and frowned.

"These are three sentences in Gubran, not some magic spell. The pattern on the bottle looked familiar, and it seemed to be a spell used to keep the biological reagent fresh and vibrant. Fayer turned around and looked at it carefully, and Zuihou came to a conclusion.

"I can't guess what it is without a sample, but since the ancient Bran has appeared, it seems that this woman named Pis must have a lot to do with Bran. When we go to the show tomorrow, we can touch her bottom line. Fayle's interest has shifted from the mask to the "tooth monster" still frozen in ice.

"It's supposed to be today, past midnight. Diarlando looked at the hour and corrected Fayer's words.

Fayle methodically opened the strange hourglass, put the entire ice mound inside, and then tightened the rotating screws and sealed them. "What are you?" said Deirlando, looking curiously at the new tool, sighing that Fayle's carriage was a moving treasure trove.

"Separation pump - I found it from the ruins of Augustus. Fayl poured magic into the handles on both sides of the hourglass, and the inside of the hourglass began to spin. The ice created by Fayer's magic had remained frozen in Deirlandor's magic container, and now it began to melt rapidly as it swirled.

The melted liquid flows through the thinnest part of the hourglass to the bottom half, while the gray filaments and metal gums are left in the top half.

"It doesn't seem like it's going to be such a hassle, just find a container to melt the ice. Dillando held his chin and watched the mage for a long time, and couldn't help but speak.

"You know, the purpose of the separation pump is not to dissolve the ice, but to identify the ingredients. Fayer gave Diarlando a disdainful look, amused at his ignorance. With that, he removed a metal strip from the side of the hourglass, from which he could see that all the liquid solids were clearly separated.

"This is Bran's version of the elemental analyzer, so small, we probably need a room the size of a room. "The longer Deirlandor and Fair interacted, the more they realized that in the thousand years of separation, Bran's magic and jishu had become so different from Turanda's that it was hard to believe that they were the same shijie.

"Lead ...... Nickel...... Vanadium...... Mercury...... Manganese...... Iron...... Copper ......" Fayer looked at the colorful layers of liquid under the hourglass, and began to check what was there.

"Strange...... It's not a living thing. Zuihou Fairle frowned and put the hourglass back on his knee, then looked thoughtfully at Reses, who was crawling on Dearlando's shoulder to breathe. "And this thing should count...... He's dead. ”

"Ah, what do you mean?" Diarlandor raised half of his eyebrows in curiosity.

"According to the elemental identification, the thing in it is just a pile of metal, and there is no life factor in the stratification, so it should not be a living thing. I'm guessing it could be some kind of magical creature based on the power of the earth, and then its magic has been eaten by Ryseth, so it's dead. ”

"Riseth, it's just such a live mouth, and you've been eaten, how can you catch the rest now!" Diarrando turned his head and criticized Reses on his shoulder. Reses turned around and spewed a slender fireball in the direction of the lord's fortress, pointing straight at the half-hollowed-out peak.

"Where are they?" said Dearlando, closing his eyes, probing in the direction of the mountain with the dragon's senses.

The hollowed-out mountain has a faint magic, there are countless dried ore veins underground, and there are a few bright magical points of light in the castle, which should have a lot of good things. Further underground, a dense and bright spot of magical light flickered a few hundred feet below the castle. Underneath that are thin, reticulated veins, like the roots of potatoes that have just formed tiny bulbs.

"See what?" said Fayle, who had already emptied the liquid from the separator pump, and was now studying the lead-cast gums that had completely turned into a piece of ordinary metal. Seeing Dearrando reopen his eyes, he asked.

"There was something underneath the castle, but I couldn't see what it was. Everything will have to wait until today's banquet to reach a further conclusion. If Count Gruder had colluded with Bran or had been brainwashed, I would have to get rid of him. Deirlando's face had a cold look, and he had never been merciful to his enemies.

Fayle let out an uninterested oh and continued his research. He picked out the gray filaments, and the filaments that had lost their magic power were as hard as ordinary wires, and their strength was so weak that they broke after a few twists. The metal teeth that serve as attachment points for magic are etched with vague spells, but I don't know if they are so badly damaged that I can't even tell what the words are.

All of Zuihou's things were completely vaporized by Deirlando's use of the magic sword's heat when the inspection was fruitless, because it was not clear what kind of activation mechanism it was, or whether it was the safest to completely eliminate it.

Fayer returned to his carriage and pulled up the curtain to rest, while Diarrando showed no sleep. Thinking that Achille would be attacked today and even that he might die, he felt for the first time since he was reborn that his abilities were still insufficient. Reses was almost immortal, but how could he be more protective of the others?, pondering, Diarrando ate up a large basket of food that Luna had placed by the fire.

When Achille was woken up by the sound of seagulls in the early morning and found Diarlando standing by his hammock, the boy was startled and nearly tumbled out of the hammock.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, it's better to give each of you something to defend yourself. Diarlando finished saying that he had lost something on Achille's stomach.

"What is this?" Achille picked up the tiny object and found it to be a slender silver-white ring. I put it on it, and I was able to put it on my middle finger. But when the ring came up, it was scorching, burning his fingers, and Achille hurriedly tried to pull it off, only to find that the ring was gone.

"Amulet, and one for your sister. Give the fish to Aunt Rumm and I'll go to sleep. With a few words, Diarlando fell into his hammock and began to fall asleep.

Achille froze, then fumbled around his body again to find another, smaller ring. Dearrando looked a little tired, something that almost never happened.

"Could it be that the boss didn't sleep all night last night and was making this amulet?" Achille was a little moved in his heart, and looked at the thin ring carefully, but he still couldn't tell what material it was made at all. Like silver and brighter than silver, it is a little elastic when pinched, and it seems to be a little warm to the touch.

A seagull drops a large red fish of some kind on Achille's head, forcing Achille to stop studying the ring and begin to clean up the large pile of seafood that the seabirds have delivered. The boy carefully wrapped the small ring in leaves, stuffed it into his arms, and began to move the pile of seafood.

Fayer opened the curtain at half-past six in the morning, and emerged from the carriage to perform the odd stretching exercises, which are said to be exercises that Master Bran would learn to maintain his flexibility and agility. Although he was ridiculed by Dearrando for his strange movements, the mage resolutely maintained this habit.

When the mage finished his morning exercise, he also found a thin silver ring on the baffle of the carriage, which seemed to have been placed there early in the morning.

The blinking active Liliang on the ring was clearly from the Starlight Dragon, and Fayl held the ring in metal tongs and placed a miniature fireball on it for testing. The fireball bounced off less than three feet of the ring by an invisible wall of air, and a transparent layer of soap bubbles flashed through the air.

Fayl saw dragon spells on the short-lived film, such magical words could be seen everywhere in the Demon Dragon King's Chongyan Palace, spells written in a dragon language that was difficult for humans to read.

Unexpectedly, the incident of Achille's attack actually made Dillando, who has always had a headache with magic, make up his mind to rummage through the dragon magic stored in the depths of his memory. This is not a good thing for Fayir's revenge......

The mage pinched the thin ring in his finger and looked through the rising sun to see what was driving magic. A thin stream of liquid flowed slowly inside the slender ring, with a heavy sticky feeling.

"Hehe-dragon blood ring, it's really generous. Fayl looked at it for a moment, then smiled and put the ring into a small black box and put it away snugly. With the blood of the dragon, there are so many things that can be done, and it is a great gift, but unfortunately the giver does not know how valuable this gift is.