Chapter Forty-Eight: The Future Disciple of the Heavens
So Rosen picked up some arrows that didn't look good and threw them over...... By the way, Xiao Yu was not idle, and Lawson let it move freely on the periphery, which made the little guy happy for a long time.
There was a boy younger than Rosen who was also hunting beasts, and when he turned his head, he accidentally saw Rosen, so he laughed, "There are very few people here in the morning, so let's go in and have fun, shall we?"
Rosen said in his heart, just what he wanted, the place where the child played outside was not suitable for him at all, so he shook his head in a chic manner and simply called out a good word.
"I'll have to hunt seven one-eyed werewolves, and one one-eyed werewolf king......," the boy said as he walked. Rosen noticed that the blue crystal longbow he was holding in his left hand was of such quality and lustre, it was definitely a rich man...... It is estimated that with the blessing of this inducer, this child's strength will not be below him.
"Mission?"
"Hmm...... Homework. It's still a student, don't be so serious. ”
When Rosen heard this, he sighed again. Nima is no longer a student herself.
"What house are you from, what grade are you in?" the boy asked.
"I'm not from here. ”
"Ah, where are you?"
"Not far away, Templar. ”
"The Templar, the Hidden Sanctuary, I've wanted to go there for a long time. However, I am still a year away from the minimum age limit......"
"Then you are my future apprentice. Rosen laughed.
"Haha, yes- by the way, did you come to Wind Feather City alone?"
"No, there are many more. Like me, they're all new members of the Hidden Sanctuary. ”
"There are a lot of people together, so it shouldn't be a more important task. ”
"Hey, congratulations, you guessed it right. Knowing the Wind God Bow, this perverted task requires us to find a suitable person to inherit the power of the Wind God and let him awaken the soul of the Wind God Bow. ”
The boy scratched his hair, "How do I find this, but I wish I was the one so that I would be invincible in the world, and you would be able to make friends, haha." ”
“...... I'll admit that I hope so too. Rosen still looked at the road ahead, this kid is very sunny, Rosen is a person, once others talk more than him, it is definitely not easy to communicate, so he is so embarrassed that he doesn't know what to say.
Rustle –
The sound of grass. Before Lawson could make out his bearings, a sharp wind swept by his side, and only a dry, hoarse cry of pain was heard, and a wisp of psionic smoke drifted out of the grass.
Rosen blinked, this shot speed, 0/a second, exceeded?
"Moire Snake...... Although non-toxic, it is particularly annoying. Ah, what are you looking at me...... Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Sturg and I forgot to introduce myself. Ha ha. Stog scratched his hair and laughed sheepishly.
"It's okay...... My name is Rosen. Rosen also smiled back, and turned to look at the blue crystal longbow in Storge's hand, I rub, this thing can't be the inheritor, so powerful, but what is the criterion for testing whether a person meets the standard.
Besides, does God really exist?
"Sturg. Rosen suddenly looked at Sturg seriously and said.
"Huh?"
"Did you hear the call of the god of the wind......" Rosen wasn't sure, but he firmly believed that the method of trying one less and seeing one less was a little more than a stroke of luck, but it was an extra effort.
Stog staggered back two steps, unclear, "This...... What are you talking about, isn't the legend of the wind god already ......?"
"No, according to the law of conservation of energy, the power of the gods will not disappear, it must still be in this world, maybe it is still in Wind Feather City, you can feel it seriously......"
Stog was so frightened by Rosen's sudden aura of middle two that he broke out in a cold sweat: "It's impossible, the gods are all in the god realm." ”
Burst......
The Divine Realm?
The kind of thing that only appears in books?
I have never heard of a supernatural being so firmly convinced of the existence of the Divine Realm!
What the hell is it?
Wind Feather Castle No. 1 Auction House is about to hold a grand auction in two days. Wind Feather City is not only a city of hunters, but also a city of spirit pets. The items that have been confirmed for auction have been written on the display board outside the gate of the auction house, and most of them are the best spirit pet eggs, and of course the price is not cheap.
How could Grint miss such a beautiful event and directly pull the group in.
After all, when she came to this place where there are decent spirit pets, not only did she not buy a good spirit pet that suited her, but she was also frightened by Miles's caterpillar, and it was really in vain not to enter a cute spirit pet as a consolation.
As for the question of money...... Grint: I'm sure Lanaya will help her out!
"Hello, are you here to take pictures?" The front desk is as polite as formatting, no matter who is coming.
Grint blinked, what is the auction-give-away?, "No, can I see what is going to be auctioned?"
"I'm sorry, but the pre-show will only start tomorrow, not today. ”
Grint suddenly pouted like a deflated ball, pouted and left.
The front desk also smiled when she saw her like this, after all, she knew that people of this age would not come with any valuable and rare items.
"We're here to do business, don't waste time everywhere. Lanaya said.
"Hee-hee, didn't I check one more place too!" Grint made an excuse for himself.
Lanaya sighed. In the end, there are no clues, how to find this person.
At this moment, Ted, who had few words, suddenly spoke: "Will the divine consciousness of the gods find a suitable inheritor on its own, and if the gods themselves cannot recover their original powers, there should be an urgent need for someone to accept his power and replace him, right?"
Ranaya thought about it, and it seemed to make some sense, and just nodded her head twice when she heard Zovet ask, "Who said that?"
Ted said, "...... It's Lawson. He just messaged me about it. ”
Lanaya thought for a moment and asked, "Will the person who is approved by the Anemo God realize this?"
He didn't mention it. But if that's the case, then things are much simpler, and there's no need to call on the entire Hidden Sanctuary to go out and find it?"
"Also, the inheritance can be completed without the interference of outsiders...... Wait a minute. Lanaya was startled.
At that beginning, outside the Hidden Sanctuary Temple, the book turned out the broken pages like a demon......
Doesn't she feel it!
Isn't this the process of slowly regaining strength!
"What's wrong?" Ted asked.
"I ...... I think that person must have been aware of this, and it is too impractical to take the initiative to search, and we have to find a way to lure him out. ”
"How?"
"It's hard to say if it will work out. Let's go to the Aeolus statue first. ”
Arnold was holding a book on the introduction of identification techniques, and he finally found it from the pile of many books on the use of magic, how could he easily let it go.
"Arnold, Arnold!" the sound of climbing the ladder sounded a little hurried.
"Take out the tin box again and show it to me. "The woman, despite having climbed only one floor, was still a little out of breath.
Arnold obediently took the tin box out of the drawer and put it on the table and opened it. The woman stretched out her hand, but stopped abruptly in the middle of it, her fingers trembling. She stammered, "This ...... Is this really an antique from more than 900 years ago?"
"Yes, that's what the master said. ”
"If it's true, nephew, why don't we sell it. ”
Arnold was stunned for a moment, and said, "Isn't this bad? No one can be sure of its value...... Besides, who's going to buy it?"
"Let's fight it, I don't want the treasure of the town store, just send it to the auction house, in case any connoisseur knows the goods, you can sell it for a good price, not to mention the return to the capital, ten times back to the book is considered less!"
"But ......"
"It's not that much, let's go, I know the No. 1 auction house in our city, it's still collecting goods today, and it's too late." ”
Arnold took the iron box that was stuffed into his arms and walked out of the store helplessly. It's going to be another trip. He wanted to say, but how could the auction house accept something that even Master Miles couldn't estimate the price of.
If you can't send it in, you will definitely have to be told by your aunt.
It's so heavy. Arnold's hand holding the tin box was a little sore. Maintaining this position has already run one back and forth, and another back and forth. It's choking.
"You...... You're going to put this up for auction?" Miles made a headache expression, "I'm embarrassed, even if the antiques of the same vintage are worth different according to different factors such as materials and construction standards, I can't set the standard price of a nine-hundred-year-old antique, right?"
Arnold kept his head down, he knew he was going to fail.
"Besides, I didn't tell you to ask Lanaya first...... Oh yes, the guy who gave you the feathers, that's someone else's stuff, how can you say that you sell it?"
"My aunt said she sent it. ”
"Oh, send...... I'm sorry, but I'm a little personal. Miles is an admirer of Lanaya, although at first he just wanted to see if he could strike up a conversation...... Something like that.
Miles hesitated, "Well, I'll give you a few similar references, and then you can set the price, pay the commission and sign the contract." ”
Arnold's heart finally landed with a stone, he didn't expect it to be so easy, Miles actually readily agreed.
Arnold was taken aback when Miles listed the prices of several antiques that had been successfully auctioned for around 900 years. Fortunately, the commission fee is not expensive, and the service fee is only deducted from the auction proceeds after the transaction.
"You really don't want to know what's written on it?"
"In case I knew what was written on it, and in case I made a lot of money, I would definitely choose the latter. ”
"Haha, yes, different professions have different wishes. ”
Arnold smiled ignorantly, career aspirations.
The afternoon sun pours quietly on the pale blue stone pavement. Five shadows of varying lengths are angled in a row at an optimal angle. Despite the wide road, it is off the beaten track, like a sacred place that has been forgotten by the world. At the end of the road, an eternal figure stood, watching, waiting.