"A thousand years ago, the Disaster of Eshorin occurred. The elves of Numelin left three holy objects for mortals and left this world."
"The Lotao people were in the west of the continent, and the last time they saw the elves' fleet heading south——"
"So the people of the wilderness left this record in the scrolls: '...the silver sails were countless, as if they blocked the sky and the sun; the holy ship was all white, shining with the light of the sun...' - Ernu The Merrill Lynch elves left and were never seen again.”
"The huge and glorious empire in the past also disappeared with the disintegration of the floating continent 'Aesorin'. Today, there are only scattered scattered ones in the New World - Kaolin-Ithurian, Lotao and Oshur. The many ancient ruins and their mottled broken walls still tell the glory of the years..."
"And the legend of the three holy objects has been widely circulated among mortal nations since the end of the Giant War. Together with the legend of the Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword, they have become mortal memories of that era."
"The elves gave the Crown of Sea Forest and the Holy Sword of Dawn to the people of Kaolin. The former later became the eternal emblem on the blue and white flag of the Kingdom of Kaolin, while the latter was the dwarves' conversion to the 'King of the Mountains' and called Talos A major opportunity for the Guardians.”
"For a long time, the Kaolin people have been accustomed to regard this crown composed of twenty-one stars as a symbol of royal power and kingdom."
"In the long war with the servants of the dark dragon, the giants, and the Nagas, there were eleven ancestors of Kaolin, leading a coalition of Kaolin people, dwarves, and Avenquin elves. Wearing this crown, I will fight against the power of darkness in today’s Alros——”
"That was the founding battle of mortal men."
"The Oshu people and Lotao people were all involved. The Oath Keepers, the Light Leaders, the Ancient Knights, the Silver Helmets, and many famous legends were all born in that era."
"And until King Elosor's eldest son, Prince Philnis, wearing the Crown of Light, died in the army while fighting the servants of darkness."
"That was the death of one of the most dazzling heroes of that era——"
"King Eloso was inexplicably sad. From then on, the crown he brought back from the battlefield was dusted, and the Kaolin people closed the country for thirteen years. This period of history ended with King Eloso being assassinated."
"That was the most famous 'Moonstone Rebellion' in history. Afterwards, Caolin, who lost the King of Heroes, re-established an alliance with the dwarves, and the Elven Queen also joined the alliance again. So, The Caulean-Ithurian Alliance in today's sense was thus established."
"The coalition of the Corinthians, Avenquin elves, and dwarves has finally ushered in a new hero since the time of Eloso—the Terminator, Varit. This king of the dwarves is... It was the terminator of the Three Dragons Era—"
"In 431, the coalition forces, under the leadership of Warit, participated in the last battle launched by the Oshu people against Naga. In that battle, the Lotao people launched an assault on the flank, and Warit three Entered the Dragon Kingdom and killed the last dark dragon, 'Hell Fang'."
"This has brought an end to an era."
"And this heroic king of the dwarves is also the last dragon slayer in the mortal world since the era of the dragon witch."
"The long war that followed finally came to an end... After the death of the dragon, mortals no longer had their old enemies. The Oath Keepers clan sealed their swords and hid from the world. The fairies who forged holy swords for mortals also joined forces with the alliance. Farewell and return to Sharoan - the Light Leaders disbanded, and the ancient knights also disappeared."
"Only the Silver Helmet later founded the Oshur Empire. The Kaulins, dwarves, and Avenquin elves returned to their homeland and rebuilt this ancient kingdom."
"But the Crown of Hailin has been lost since Emperor Eloso was assassinated. Varit's Holy Sword of Morning Light has also been lost in the vast river of history together with this dwarf hero."
"The two treasures of the Kaolin Kingdom have been missing for nearly four hundred years since the founding of the country -"
It's a little quiet inside the captain's room.
The platform beneath everyone's feet was rising and falling gently and slowly, following the pace of Mr. Gray Rock's progress.
Lich Tang De slowly stopped tapping his cane, stood up, and walked out of the door - Fang Plover saw the lich standing in the aisle outside, his dark eyes staring at the endless scenery above the sea of sand. ; The cool moonlight is shining through the grilled windows, imprinting on his body.
It was like a piece of silvery broken light, rising and falling gently, cutting through the dark shadow on his robe.
Karatu also stood up.
The black-haired middle-aged man turned around, walked to the other end of the captain's room, took down the lighting crystal from the wall there, and then walked back with the crystal in his hand. He raised the crystal in his hand and let its brilliant light reflect the entire picture of Aitaria hanging on the wall on one side of the crowd.
The legendary magician stared at the map for a long time. After a while, he turned back - the light of the crystal reflected half of his face, while the other half was submerged in shadow. His eyes in the darkness stared at Fang Plover and asked:
"What is this place?"
Fang Plover looked in the direction pointed by the crystal in his hand.
His eyes went all the way down, and finally landed on the southernmost point on the map - there - going down the hill of giant trees, passing through Saint Yeli, and entering a wild and broken continent, a mysterious kingdom in the jungle, Gudasso gram. But he had to continue heading south until a long mainland bridge came into view:
That's the First Mainland Bridge.
The Stairway to Heaven, the door to the second world.
Fang Plover looked at that place.
He had looked at this place countless times, imagining that one day he could cross here and go to the world he dreamed of.
But he didn't speak. Karatu didn't want him to answer. He put down the crystal in his hand, and the light in the room dimmed slightly. The great magician sat down on the chair beside his bed, crossed his fingers with his hands, and spoke:
"As for the origin of Kaolin's two sacred objects, it is another long story."
"The philosophical hand of the Oshur people is a creation of Anjana, the god of knowledge, which gives the caster supreme power. The successive magic emperors of Oshur all wore this artifact glove, fighting with Nagas and giants on the battlefield. It’s against a large army of one clan.”
"The eternal emblem of Lotao was half born in the hands of the nature goddess Amaya, and the other half was forged by the romantic poet, patron of artists, and the halfling god Pavivala. It is a piece about protection and It is a holy object of healing, so it rarely appears directly on the battlefield."
"And the two sacred objects of the Corinthians——"
As Karatu said, he took out a emblem from his sleeve and placed it on the bedside.
Fang Yu saw that it was actually the national emblem of Kaolin-Ithurion, and the pattern on it was already very familiar to him - the national emblem of the Kingdom of Kaolin was divided into two, with a blue and white diagonal shield on top. The emblem and three morning stars were decorated on it, one large and two small, which were consistent with the stars on the Kaolin crown he had seen. Under the stars is the Hailin Crown itself.
Under the shield beasts on both sides, the hippogriff and the liger, are the black anvil, the flame hammer of the dwarf god Talos and the white morning sword - the anvil is at the bottom, the flame hammer is at the top, and the white morning light is on top. The holy sword is in the center, and the scattered sparks represent the dwarves scattered in Isolin.
Further down, the emblem's banner is adorned with an ancient Cowling motto: 'Dignity through justice'.
This national emblem actually says it all.
"Hailin Crown and the Holy Sword of Dawn were both forged by Talos. It was just that the goblins later sealed the Dragon Sacrifice in the latter, so the Holy Sword of Dawn became one of the five dragon-slaying holy swords and was used by the dwarves. It exists as the sword of King Varit.”
"So the three holy objects are all artifacts, plus Elaine and Currell's artifacts, the Elf Holy Grail, there are four treasures in total."
"Even in the days of Numelin, they were sacred objects to the elves."
"And why did the elves hand these holy objects into the hands of mortals when they left Aitaria?"
"In this regard, there is a widely circulated legend in various countries——"
At some point, the big cat man opened the door and walked in.
Red leaned against the door, holding his pipe in one hand, but did not light it, and just listened to Karatu's story silently.
"...Today's mortal kingdom is actually the successor chosen by the elves of Numerin. The elves are about to leave Aitaria, but the power of green still exists in this world. The threat of the dark dragon to Aitaria It is still not eradicated. Therefore, they have to choose a successor to fight against the dark forces..."
"So they not only taught mortals alchemy, so that mortals without magic suitability can also master powerful powers. At the same time, in order to allow the weak mortal kingdom at the time to gain a foothold in the war, they also gave away three sacred objects. To the only three mortal kingdoms at that time.”
"Courin, Osur and Lotao."
"Our history today seems to have begun from this moment -"
"This may sound unbelievable, but it coincides with the logic of history. Because just like three thousand years ago, Xinsas supported the Numelin Empire with one hand - now of course the Snakeman Empire has long since ceased to exist, and even the Numelin elves have disappeared. No trace."
"But the trajectory of history remains the same."
"But what is the meaning of this?" Karatu loosened his hands: "Since the disaster of Isolin, the history of the Kaolin people has never been cut off, and the history of the Oshurs and the people of the wilderness of Lotao has also never been interrupted. Same."
As the great wizard spoke, he looked at the big cat man behind him.
Rhett nodded and agreed.
"Therefore, there is a certain degree of credibility in the records of past history," but Karatu suddenly asked: "It's just that after nearly seven centuries, people rarely ask such a question - why does history turn like this?"
Fang Plover opened his mouth.
But he was stunned for a moment and realized that he couldn't answer.
Why did the elven empire, which was so good, leave on its own and leave all its legacy to the mortals who were still weak at the time. After experiencing the Seven Kings Rebellion, the Sinsas Snakemen seemed to have suddenly disappeared, handing over the territory of their original empire to the elves.
Although there are still snake people in the world today, today's snake people and the snake people in the Xinsas era are fundamentally two species. Just like after the Numerin elves left, there are still forest elves like Miss Attila and Avenquin elves like Princess Brianne in this world.
But there is nothing in common between the three.
Where did the elves of Numelin and the serpent-men of Sinthas go?
Only Jita raised her head timidly and replied weakly: "Although the elves left suddenly, they did not leave any information to the mortal kingdom at that time. As far as I know, leaving Aesorin After that, mortals are no longer a piece of sand...so, so..."
"The leaders, top scholars and alchemists among mortals at that time must have known some inside information."
"And especially the alchemists, who were the first students of the Numelin civilization at that time, had the closest relationship with the elves, so they would not be completely kept in the dark."
After hearing this answer, Karatu turned back to look at Jita.
He asked again: "Then what?"
Jita glanced at Fang Plover with some uneasiness, but under the encouraging gaze of her captain, she took a breath and mustered up the courage to answer: "I, I thought that the ancestors of mortals must be related to What agreement did the elves reach that made the information left behind at that time now appear to be fragmentary and unclear?"
Karatu's eyes fell on Jita's magic book.
"Guril's magic book turns out to be in your hand," he looked at Jita with gentle eyes and asked, "Little girl, are you a naturalist?"
Kitta nodded timidly.
"An excellent naturalist does not necessarily have to have strong magic power, but having extensive knowledge and an endless desire to explore the unknown is indispensable." The great magician smiled slightly: "Very good , in Silver Tower, such successors are rare today.”
Being praised so unabashedly by the other party, Jita blushed with embarrassment.
But Karatu looked at her and asked: "Little girl, what is your name?"
"Ji...Jita."
"Jita, are you willing to be my student?" The great magician asked: "Although I am not a naturalist, Gurriel was my best friend during his lifetime. I believe that he will definitely agree to accept a student on his behalf. of."
Miss Naturalist opened her mouth cutely and stared blankly at the legendary magician. For a moment, she almost thought she had heard wrong.
Everyone in the room was surprised, and everyone couldn't help but look at Jita - this was an opportunity that fell from the sky. Who is the black-haired middle-aged man in front of him? He already had the status of Sir Roban a century ago, and his strength as a dragon-slaying mage is even worse.
Not to mention that today, a hundred years later, to what extent his strength is, I am afraid only he himself knows. Not long ago, he teamed up with the Lich Tang De and easily trapped the Wanderer. Although there was a factor that the Wanderer's strength was not at its peak, it was evident from this.
Seeing that Jita was dumbfounded, Fang Piao winked at Sylvester.
The noble daughter smiled and touched Jita's thin vest with her hand behind her back.
Jita was shocked before she realized what she was doing and nodded repeatedly: "I, am I really okay?"
Karatu nodded lightly.
Fang Yu looked at the two of them, thinking that Jita had finally come to the end of her hardships. With a teacher like Karatu, as long as the selector himself is not too bad, he can be one of the first and second tier selectors. And Jita certainly can't be considered too bad in that category, she can even be said to be very talented.
After all, he is also the successor of the grimoire chosen by Tapolis out of a thousand.
But he looked at Karatu, who said before that he was just a clone, and once activated, it would not last long. I don’t know how the other party plans to teach Jita.
The legendary mage has now turned around and picked up the previous question again: "As for the whereabouts of elves and the logic of history, Jita's answer is not entirely correct, but it is similar. Facts Yes, this is also one of my guesses.”
"Because I found some clues during the investigation of Alt."
"Alt's original owner, Tang De's grandfather Maryland, once obtained a sacred object during his lifetime - you should all know the origin of this sacred object - the Holy Sword Moa. Outside the morning light, four Although the status of the Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword is not as good as the three holy objects left by the elves, it is still one of the legacies from the Numelin era."
"During the investigation to get to the bottom of this matter, I found that the four holy swords, like the Morning Light and the Hailin Crown, as well as the Philosophical Hand and the Eternal Emblem, were all sealed in a strange way at the beginning of their forging. the power of."
"This power should come from the shining sea predicted by the lizards."
"Cang Zhihui!" Fang Plover replied subconsciously.
Karatu nodded.
He then said: "In fact, the source of Maryland's power comes from the Glory of Cang."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Karatu," Fang Plover couldn't help but interrupt him: "Are you saying that Maryland's power has the same source as the Cang Zhihui in me?"
He couldn't help but be shocked. The pure dark power in Maryland had no resemblance to the blue brilliance in his own body. But Karatu explained: "I mean the source of Maryland's power. Naturally, most of the power he gained later came from Lifgard and Andro."
"You mean, Maryland, he used the same power as me at first."
"He is far worse than you," Karatu looked at him and replied: "His blue brilliance only comes from a remnant of the Holy Sword Moa, but yours comes from half of the Sea Forest Crown. However, it should be certain that Maryland is gathering the power of Cang Zhihui.”
"But what exactly is the power of Cang Zhihui?"
Fang Yu was full of doubts about the power that suddenly broke out in him but could not be controlled.
"According to my guess," Karatu said: "That should be the origin of the ether of light, a power close to the essential starlight, even purer than divinity itself - in fact, I don't know the gods. How to seal such power into these four holy objects."
"It's just the reason why the elves and gods left these sacred objects in Aitalia. After a long investigation, I think I have some clues."
"It is not the power left to mortals to fight against the dark dragon as people imagine."
"But..."
"In order to prepare for the coming of the evil star."
The moment Fang Yu heard this answer.
Before he could react, he saw a page of light unfolding naturally in front of him.
'The event is over and the experience gained is recorded - 75,000 points. '
'A new event catalog has been obtained - Elf Relics. '
'The superior event catalog is updated, and the third evil star is coming. '
A stream of silver light slowly flows down from the light page, describing every word on it.
Fang Plover, on the other hand, just watched this scene quietly.
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