The moonlight in the desert was very bright, shrouding the hotel room in a clear light.
Fang Plover put down his quill absentmindedly and inserted it into the ink bottle.
He raised his head, then lowered his head, and sighed - he closed the diary with both hands, stood it up, and inserted it into a pile of books. Those big books with thick covers had names such as "The Theory of Ether", "Geography of Istania", and "Examinations of Alchemy of Numelin" written in gold-lined text on some spines.
Fang Yu looked at the moonlight outside the window, with many thoughts in his mind, and some thoughts about the day could not stop coming to his mind.
He stepped back, slid open his chair, and reached out to open the drawer - inside the drawer was a stack of parchment that looked like dead leaves, with curved symbols on it that seemed to fluoresce in the moonlight.
He glanced at it and silently closed the drawer. Those are the handwritten texts of the Yuanhai Scroll, and the scholars who copied them were born far earlier than their time, so the handwritten texts themselves can be regarded as cultural relics.
He shouldn't have had these things with him in the first place.
But by some strange coincidence, Fang Pliance himself didn't know what kind of mentality he had. When he was leaving the manor, he asked Her Royal Highness the Princess to keep them.
The other party didn't refuse.
Perhaps they were also key clues in the investigation into the slave trade. Fang Plover himself thought so too. The reason why he did this may be because these documents are not more or less connected with the Dragon Worship Cult. Maybe it’s also related to the homeless man——
But the next moment, he realized that these were just excuses.
He simply wanted to leave these documents, as if a voice from somewhere told him to do so. Once this thought arises, it can never be stopped.
This made him more and more uneasy, wondering whether he was controlled by a mysterious force like Dragon King Lifgard last time, and made a decision that was not his intention?
He hesitated again and again, and finally made a decision. He reached into his coat pocket and took out a talisman from there. The amulet was about three fingers wide and similar in length. It was shaped like a silver crescent with an elf iris carved on it.
He took off the original Nite Owl brooch from his left breast coat, replaced it with this amulet, and then calmed down. As if he had found some psychological comfort, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This amulet, called the 'Wall of Anrothe', was given to him by Nervad's master. In fact, he had already fulfilled the wearing requirements after the Battle of Vanric. Just because I couldn't bear the calculation power bonus of the Night Owl Talisman, I never changed it.
And this amulet is actually a level 38 elf rare item, which is enough to prevent mental attacks below level 45. It may not be good enough to resist the spiritual induction of Dragon King Lifgard, but I think it can be used to block it. The spiritual influence emanating from an ownerless object invisibly should be enough.
At least that's what he thought.
Unfortunately, the opposite happened.
But after Fang Yu put on the brooch, he found that it was of no help at all. He still couldn't stop the endless thoughts in his mind. As soon as he closed his eyes, all the words on the long scroll of Yuanhai that he had seen during the day appeared in his mind.
Even those crooked and unfamiliar words made him have a strong and persistent thought - he had really seen those words.
But Fang Plover came to his senses immediately.
There is no way he has ever seen these things.
His eyeballs trembled under his eyelids, as if he had seen something strange.
The next moment, Fang Yu opened his eyes uneasily and lowered his head, only to find that he had opened the drawer again without knowing when.
In the drawer, those papers were still lying quietly in that place, motionless.
Fang Plover was so frightened that he quickly closed the drawer with a snap.
He raised his head in a cold sweat and looked out the window. From the direction of the hotel, you can see the streets facing the river outside, and the moonlight reflects the river brightly.
From a distance, a girl walked over with a water jug on her head and stopped by the river. She bent down and placed the mat on the bank first, then rolled up her skirt and stepped into the river with her bare feet.
The other person put down the jar in his hand and started filling it with water.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yu seemed to have just come back to his senses from the illusion in his heart. He put his hands on the table, took a breath, and finally couldn't help shouting:
"Miss Tata."
"Mr. Knight?"
"Papa."
Tata's quiet voice and Nini's milky reply sounded at the same time.
Miss Goblin's voice did have a power to calm people's hearts, which made Fang Yu feel at ease a little. He leaned back on the chair, supported the table with his hands, and waited for a while before asking:
"Miss Tata, did you feel anything just now?"
Tata emerged from in front of him, flapped her fairy wings slightly, and looked at him with bright emerald green eyes and replied:
"You are troubled, Mr. Knight."
"I know," Fang Plover withdrew a hand, pressed his forehead, and asked in a weak voice: "Have you heard any sounds before, just like... just like Lifgard at that time?"
Tata slowly shook his head:
"No, Mr. Knight. But I just feel that you seem to be very anxious, and the anxiety in your heart comes from your own thoughts."
"My own thoughts..." Fang Yu shook his head: "Can you feel what I am thinking, Miss Tata?"
Tata thought for a moment before replying: "Your thoughts are very confused. It seems that you are looking for a certain fragment of memory and comparing it with it. You want to figure out where you have read these words."
This is exactly what Fang Plover is thinking at this moment.
But instead of clarifying his thoughts, Miss Goblin's words made him even more confused.
He replied anxiously:
"But the problem is, I have never seen these words, but I can't stop having this idea in my heart. From the time I left Princess Rupert's manor, until now, this idea has never stopped."
"Maybe you should face it," Tata replied.
"face?"
"Because the facts have proven that there is no point in escaping."
After saying this, Tata closed his mouth and said no more.
Because the thoughts in Fang Yu's heart were also the thoughts in her heart, and the futile comfort was just adding chaos out of thin air.
Sure enough, her attitude made Fang Yu calm down a little. He calmed down and asked again:
"So Miss Tata, do you know Yuanhai Changjuan?"
The goblin lady nodded.
Fang Yu couldn't help but look at her in surprise: "Miss Tata, do you really understand?"
Tata spoke again, his voice very quiet, as if he was just narrating a piece of history:
"These ancient texts come from a certain era in ancient times. I know some people have studied them, but not many stone tablets have been unearthed from under the Abyssal Sea, and people's knowledge of the Abyssal Sea Scroll is also intermittent."
"slate?"
"The Yuanhai Scroll is recorded on stone tablets. Mr. Knight, the documents seen in later generations are all hand-copied or rubbing texts."
It suddenly dawned on Fang Yu that, except for the documents left by the elves in the Numelin era, all the Abyssal documents were found under the Abyssal. Naturally, paper documents cannot be preserved, and only stone tablets can be preserved.
While talking to Miss Goblin, he found that he seemed to be less uneasy.
In addition, at this moment, Nini also appeared and pestered him to play with her.
Fang Yu tapped his little daughter, Fang Nini, on the forehead with his hand, making the latter giggle. Listening to this simple laughter, his anxiety subsided a little.
After he calmed down, he turned around and asked Tata seriously:
"So Miss Tata, are there any... weird rumors about the researchers of the Abyssal Scroll?"
Tata thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, some of its researchers have gone crazy."
Miss Goblin is obviously not the kind to comfort people. Fang Yu couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva:
"Crazy?"
Fortunately, Miss Tata was still concerned about her knight's mental health and replied: "Don't worry, such examples are very rare. And most people cannot understand the meaning of these words, and their interpretation of the stone tablets is superficial. On the contrary, There are lizard people who have studied this deeply, and they have a unique astrology that can interpret the contents on these tablets by comparing the stars.
But that's not all. The older the slate, the more difficult it is to read. And that is the ancient and sacred secret of the lizard people, and it has never been told outside. In addition, the Numerin elves also interpreted part of the contents of the stone tablets and evolved into ancient alchemy. "
Fang Yu listened and was silent for a moment.
He has a good relationship with the lizard people. The master of the Tada lizard people is of the guardian lineage of the stars and is especially good at reading slates.
It's a pity that the other party is not in this place at the moment, and knowing this is of no use.
He asked again: "Aren't there any abnormalities in these words themselves?"
"It's just ordinary ancient writing, Mr. Knight."
"So they are really long scrolls in the deep sea?"
The goblin lady nodded slightly.
"I saw it before when I was at the Silver Tower."
Fang Yu has absolute trust in his fairy lady.
After hearing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it again, and then slowly opened the drawer again. What Miss Tata said was not unreasonable. Escape was not an option. He could not maintain this state forever.
Since it was not a spiritual attack, he wanted to see what these ancient texts were about.
Tata watched this scene quietly and did not object.
At this time, Fang Yu took out the first page from the drawer - which was also the most complete page of the Yuanhai scroll - he carefully held the dry parchment and cast his gaze on it.
It was strange to say that at first glance, he felt that the moonlight seemed to become brighter.
At this time, the Istanian girl outside the window had already finished fetching water by the river.
The other party put down his skirt and walked up from the river. He bent down again to pick up the mat placed by the river, placed it on top of his head, placed the clay pot on it, held the pot with one hand, and walked back in the direction he came from under the moonlight.
Fang Plover watched this scene from a distance.
But at the same time, he also looked at the scroll in his hand. He seemed unable to concentrate for a moment, but the winding words seemed to come alive on their own, jumping into his sight one by one.
He obviously didn't understand the words above at all, but a strange thought came to his mind - these words were incomplete. And like a natural instinct, he subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, fumbled for a while, and took out a Corin-Ithurian silver coin.
This silver coin has a face value of thirteen lisels. One side is engraved with the symbol of the Ouroboros, which represents alchemy, and the symbol of the gold element in Etalia alchemy.
The other side is engraved with the profile of Ms. Roman - below is a relief of a scale - that is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with an unserious face. Unbelievers call her the Laughing Maiden, hence the name.
Fang Plover raised the silver coin and faced the moonlight. A ball of silver light fell on the parchment, and the dark parts between the twisted words actually lit up one after another.
Looking at these words, he seemed to take it for granted. Although he could not understand them at all, the silver coins in his hand illuminated the words hidden on the parchment one by one from left to right.
Fang Yu couldn't help but speak out a strange note. ,
But the next moment, he finally got a jolt and came back to his senses from this mysterious state. With a 'ding-dong' sound, the silver coins fell to the ground.
Fang Yu suddenly threw the parchment document on the table and realized what he had done before.
His forehead reflected the moonlight, and his face was slightly pale, with a thin layer of sweat oozing out from it.
He took a step back, couldn't help but stand up from his chair, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Tata, just now...?"
"I didn't remind you just now, Mr. Knight," Tata looked very calm and replied, "because I think it will be helpful to you."
"Is it... helpful?" Fang Yu looked a little dazed. What just happened to him was like a short dream.
Tata then said:
"I feel like you're reading those words and learning something from them."
Fang Yu was stunned and asked: "I learned something -?"
He suddenly closed his mouth and turned on his Dragon Knight system. There are indeed a few lines of hints above, mainly saying that he has gained some cognitive experience through reading.
I don’t have much experience, I have a few hundred points, and I jumped five or six times in total. But it is not an unusual operation to gain cognitive experience by reading unknown literature.
It's just that the system's prompts are very vague and very different from usual. Moreover, when Miss Tata said that he had learned something, she was probably not talking about this.
Fang Yu checked it carefully, then opened his eyes and discovered that all his calculation, logic, memory and other attributes based on intelligence evaluation had increased by three points respectively.
He remembered it very clearly, especially since his calculated attribute was the main attribute of the combat craftsman. Since leaving Idus, the base value should be 228 points. Since then, it has not been upgraded, so it should remain unchanged.
But at this moment, it is clearly 231 points.
You can increase your attributes through reading, which is too sensational. Moreover, it is not only the calculation power that is improved, but all attributes under the intelligence evaluation, which means that the main intelligence attribute is improved.
At least in Aitalia, he had never heard of such a thing.
Fang Yu was afraid that he had made a mistake. He remembered that he had changed the night owl brooch before, so he wore the brooch again, but the result was still the same.
He took off the brooch in disbelief and was stunned for a while before asking Tata:
"Miss Tata, have you ever heard of such a thing?"
The elf lady slowly shook her head.
Only Nini didn't know what was going on, looking up at the two of them.
But Fang Yu had no intention of caring about the little girl at the moment. He just pulled out the broken Yuanhai scrolls one by one, and then read them one by one. When reading the second and third pictures, he entered that mysterious state.
After coming back to his senses, the intelligence attribute will be improved to varying degrees, but it is not fixed. The second time it was 2 points, the third time it was only 1 point.
In other words, after three readings, he gained a total of 6 points of computing power, which may not seem like much, but the growth of computing power is almost constant throughout an alchemist's life. Especially compared to basic computing power, including equipment and skills, there are only so many. And the so-called secret missions in the world are just to learn some rare special skills that can 'increase the computing power or reduce the computing power requirements of the structure'.
In other words, if he can still learn those skills, it means that Ping Kong has 6 points more basic computing power than others. And this is the result of him only reading two pages of the Yuanhai scroll.
Fang Yu suppressed the doubts and excitement in his heart and continued reading. But when he read the fourth scroll, he felt a wave of fatigue sweep over him, and he couldn't help but feel his eyelids twitching.
He let out a long yawn, then quickly shook his head and regained consciousness.
When he realized what had happened, he looked at the parchment document in his hand again, but this time, he no longer had the same wonderful feeling as before.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, and the doubts in his heart flashed away.
But he immediately reacted: it seems that reading these words is not without cost, it requires mental energy. Mortals use crystals and spiritual power to control ether. As an alchemist, he naturally understands this.
Fang Yu silently put down the scroll.
I felt uneasy but also a little excited.
The excitement was naturally discovered from the long scroll of the abyss, a brand new world.
But after the excitement, the uneasy mood inevitably returned to my heart.
First of all, these things in his hands are Yuanhai scrolls, which are things that prohibition is expressly stipulated in Prohibition No. 7. He is violating the regulations by holding these things at the moment.
Although Ban No. 7 was not the earliest clause stipulated in the "Stargate Declaration", it was also a supplementary clause signed by the Super Competitive Alliance and Stargate Port after the Battle of Bain.
If someone discovers that he is related to these things, there will probably be no good results.
What made him even more confused was that before him - especially before the No. 7 ban was signed, there should have been many chosen people who had read the Yuanhai Scroll.
But why have they never had this situation?
He couldn't help but compare in his mind what was so special about him. The only thing that can be said to be special is that on the one hand, he has the power of the dark dragon, and on the other hand, the only possibility left is Cang Zhihui.
Unfortunately, when he approached the parchment scroll with the back of his hand, the mark on it did not react at all.
On Nini's side, the power of Dragon Golden Dragon did not fluctuate at all.
Fang Yu tried for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.
But when he picked up the last drawing, he couldn't help but be stunned. The last drawing, the one he had seen from the eldest princess of the royal family Penelope, only had a parchment pattern with arcane patterns and no words.
At that time, he felt that the pattern on the painting might be some kind of magic circle, but it had no connection with the alchemy magic circle in his impression.
At this time, he used a silver coin to reflect the moonlight, reflected the pattern on the blank part of the drawing, and remembered it in his mind.
An idea couldn't help but arise in his mind:
Here is a recipe.
He is an alchemist, so he has naturally learned the relevant knowledge of the potion school. The potion school that Pudra of the Elfendor Council is proficient in is only a branch of alchemy, but in the earliest days, it and the popular magic school actually came from two completely different knowledges from the beginning.
Potions is the inheritance of potions from the Numelin elves. Together with elf forging and enchantment, they are called the three major skills of the Numelin elves.
Of course, the elves' potion science is very different from today's. Today's potion science serves alchemy, and its products are also magic reagents.
In the Numelin era, elves mainly used this skill to prepare various mana potions, magic amplification potions, and even potions with various magical effects.
At this moment, Fang Yu felt vaguely that the formula on the drawing seemed to have some connection with the potion science of the Numelin elves, but it was even older.
But what exactly is the recipe?
Is it also related to computing power?
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