Angel didn't say anything, just stared at Sicia quietly.
Xicia looked a little confused, and it felt like Angel had guessed her thoughts.
After all, he suddenly changed his mind, and Xicia was too embarrassed to say anything. She could only turn her head and not look at Angel: "If you don't want to know anything, then I will take a short rest..." Or, Calm down the sudden fear a little.
As Sisia's words fell, the dark mist all over the palace slowly gathered, seeming to completely surround Sisia on the throne.
Just when Sisia's figure was about to disappear into the darkness, Angel said, "Let's talk about treasures, then?"
"Treasure?" Sisia stopped controlling the black mist and hesitated before looking at Angel:
"You mean these treasures?"
Sisia waved her hand gently, and four items appeared in front of her -
There is a dark crystal ball, a piece of kraft paper that has been sewn around the edges but is still a little wrinkled, a cane that emits a faint shimmer, and a gray stone slab without any decoration.
These four treasures were the tolls paid to Sisia by his companions.
"Yes, let's just talk about these few items." Angel paused: "Of course, if you want to talk about the more meaningful and special treasures in your collection, that's okay."
Xicia said very vigilantly: "If you want to talk about the treasures I collected, you can. You have to trade other treasures with me first. If they belong to you, I will talk."
"Let's talk about these four treasures. Do you want me to trade with you first?"
"That's not necessary, but..." Sisia looked at Angel suspiciously: "You don't seem to know your teammates that well?"
"What you call a treasure lies in its meaning. These meanings are hidden in the most secret corners of everyone's heart. No matter how familiar they are, even if they are relatives, they may not understand the meaning of the treasure."
After saying the above words, Angel said in a matter-of-fact tone: "However, you are right, I really don't know my teammates very well. This is also a temporary team here, and the people I know the most are, We didn’t get along for more than half a month.”
Sisia: "...Then you just said a lot of nonsense."
Angel: "I'm just correcting my logic."
Sisia narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure you want to correct your logic with the former prophetic wizard? Because of my transformation into a box, I lost my ability to predict, but some of my spiritual touches have not disappeared."
Angel: "...If you had said that you were once a prophetic wizard, I would have stopped talking nonsense."
The words of the prophetic wizard have no logic at all. They are blabbering and thinking. What they are saying now may have happened days or months later. This is gross logic.
"You don't respect your elders, you like to talk back, and you blame me?" Sisia was speechless.
Angel was silent about this, but his eyes were shining. Sisia looked at this familiar look and almost made up the sentence in her mind - "After all, I am not yet twenty years old."
Sisia quickly waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. However, you still dare to explore the ruins with someone you don't know well. You are very brave."
"Everyone has different desires, but the goals are roughly the same, and they are all deep in the underground waterways." Angel: "As long as there are oaths to bind them, there won't be any big problems."
The most important thing is that Angel himself has a trump card.
"What's more, the underground waterway is not an important relic in the wizarding world at present. At least outsiders think it is not very dangerous."
Sisia: "That's true. With your team, as long as you don't commit suicide, wake up those sleeping old guys, or take the initiative to go to places you shouldn't go, then the danger here is indeed not great."
After a pause, Sisia asked: "Speaking of which, do you want me to evaluate your teammates or these treasures?"
Angel: "It doesn't matter. Just say whatever you think you don't need to worry about... After all, you are already very tired. If you worry about it again, Popota will probably have to wait longer."
Angel's tone was serious, but Sicia just felt ridiculed.
This man's temper is like this... He is only twenty years old, young and energetic... Hold it in... I used to be a big shot after all, I can't care about it, I can't care about it...
Similar voices kept lingering in Xixia's heart. Although her chest was tight, her expression was pretending to be indifferent.
"Although you don't spend much time with your teammates, I believe you know your teammates better than I do. So, let's talk about these treasures." Sisia: "Which one do you want to talk about first?"
Angel: "Anything is fine, whatever you want."
Angel's indifferent attitude, in Sisia's opinion, still implies that she wasted time and did not dare to face the tribe... It was really a bit annoying.
However, Sicia misunderstood. Angel actually knew something about these treasures. What he really wanted to know was the situation of the Black Earl. But he didn't want Xicia to notice the clues, so he simply said "whatever", one by one, it would always be the Black Earl's turn.
Xicia, who didn't know what was going on, secretly gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "Then in order, I'll start with the crystal ball."
Sisia suspended the dark crystal ball in her palm, with rare appreciation in her eyes.
"In my opinion, this crystal ball is much more interesting than your two gold coins."
"It seems to be contaminated with the breath of death, but this breath of death is not the real breath of death. It is about to die but not to die, to live towards death." Sisia: "Do you know what this means?"
"Change your fate." Angel said tentatively.
Sisia chuckled: "This word is too big. It can't change this day, nor can it change my life. It just gently plucked the string of fate and made the worst result collapse."
Sisia pointed out Vai's ability in one sentence: "the smell of death."
Noah's divination shop opened by Vai is nicknamed the "Death Divination Shop", but the people who come to his divination shop are all people who don't want to die. They knew that the choice ahead might involve the risk of death, so they came to Vai to avoid the risk.
Therefore, Sisia is right. This is actually Vai using his own ability to pluck the "string of fate" and turn the outcome of death around.
"What's the point of this?" Angel asked.
Sisia: "It means that the bad results are only on the surface. What is hidden inside is actually full of vitality."
After Xicia finished speaking, she gently weighed the crystal ball. Under the dim luster, Angel vaguely seemed to see a ray of purple light.
"Death and life are reversed, and the life string is overturned. Even if you don't look at the meaning of this crystal ball, it can be regarded as a very good extraordinary object. If the dying person wears it beside him, through the death energy disguised on the surface, maybe This can help you avoid death."
Sisia's last emotion made Angel's heart beat faster.
Angel thought of Jon.
If Jon had such a crystal ball that seemed to have a strong aura of death but was actually full of life around him, would he be able to avoid certain death?
Thinking of this, Angel couldn't help but ask: "Miss Sicia, are you sure this crystal ball can help the dying person avoid death?"
Sisia glanced at Angel: "It's possible, but its upper limit is not high. It can be used by ordinary people or middle- and low-level apprentices. If the strength is higher, it will be of little value... What? Do you want to protect it?" man of?"
Angel: "Yes, an ordinary person who wandered from another world."
Angel doesn't care about exposing Jon's "alien" origin, because when a wizard hears this sentence, he will never think that Jon may come from another universe; calling him an ordinary person is just a general term, like Like the people of the abyss, they would not really regard Jon as a "human being", so Angel did not do anything to cover it up.
Sisia's knowledge base is obviously very rich. After hearing Angel's words, he immediately understood: "The erosion of the world's will?"
Angel nodded.
Sisia: "How far has the erosion reached? If it has just begun, find a way to give him extraordinary properties and embark on the path of extraordinaryness, so that the erosion can be avoided to a certain extent."
Angel: "... He is about to die. Currently he can only be frozen in a coffin."
Sisia frowned: "Has it come to this? Since you want to protect him, why didn't you do anything before?"
Angel: "He was my enlightenment mentor, and I grew up with him. When he was already emaciated, I met a passing guide. At that time, my age..."
As soon as Angel was talking about age, Sisia quickly stopped: "I understand, you don't need to continue talking. It's just that you met him very early, when you were still an ordinary person, so you didn't know what happened. What happened, and I don’t know how to save it, right?”
Angel nodded: "Now, is this crystal ball still useful to him?"
Sisia thought for a moment: "It should be of no use. When he didn't have the death energy in his body at the beginning, it might be useful to have this. But now his death energy has penetrated deep into his bones, and he is fighting against the will of the world. With this The upper limit of the crystal ball is no longer useful to him.”
Although he had expected it, Angel's eyes were still a little disappointed when he heard Sicia's answer.
"Do you still want to hear about this crystal ball? Or do you want to hear about crystal ball users?"
Angel suppressed the sadness in his heart and returned to calm: "Miss Sicia, please feel free to say whatever you want."
Xicia: "There is nothing to say about the meaning of the crystal ball. But the user of this crystal ball is a bit interesting. I can feel that he is reluctant to give up the crystal ball, but he is happy to give up the crystal ball; he is also afraid I am proud of my own abilities."
Angel: "I know this well. His ability is inherited from the blood of the Black Earl. The Black Earl is the real body of the nose embedded in the stone slab."
"Is he also from the Noah clan?"
Angel nodded: "Yes, almost all the abilities in the blood of the Black Count have been passed on to different descendants, and the Black Count has made countless clones around these descendants. It is said to be for protection, but it will inevitably make the descendants Random thoughts.”
Sisia: "Based on my experience, in the wizarding world, this kind of thing that sounds abnormal on the surface is generally not abnormal at all. If it is not abnormal, there may be an abnormality."
"On the contrary, for ordinary families, it is reasonable to think about conspiracy theories for this level of anomaly."
Angel: "Miss Sicia thinks that the Black Earl has no ill intentions towards his descendants?"
Sisia: "The Black Earl must have a plan to pass on his bloodline ability to his descendants. But it's not malicious, it's hard to say."
When talking about this, Sisia suddenly thought of something and took out the crystal ball again: "Did his ability come from the Black Earl?"
Angel nodded: "This ability is called the smell of death, and it is inherited from the Black Earl. Because it is related to the sense of smell, the nose that follows Vai is the Black Earl."
Sisia: "That's it..."
Xicia held her chin, thought for a moment, and said to Angel: "This crystal ball is of little use to the alien life you want to save. But if the Black Earl also has the ability to smell death, and he also has the ability to cast this A medium of ability, such as a similar crystal ball. Then maybe his 'crystal ball' can be useful to the alien being in your mouth."
"However, this is just my guess. Your enlightenment mentor was already in a frozen state before his death. Even with the Black Earl's 'crystal ball', he may not be able to really come back to life."
Sisia's words were like giving Angel a shot of chicken blood. Angel, who had no hope at all, now became enthusiastic again: "Even if it can't be completely cured, there should be no harm in it, right?"
Xisiya nodded: "If it affects people who are in good health, even if it is a fake death aura, it will have an impact. But for people who are depressed, there is no need to worry about any harm even if there is no benefit."
After confirming that there was no harm, Angel solemnly saluted Sicia: "Thank you for informing me."
Sisia: "Originally I thought you didn't understand etiquette, but it seems you still understand."
Sisia's tone was teasing, but Angel didn't reply at this time. Although he felt that what he said were sincere words, Xixia always seemed to think that he was making excuses, so just stay silent.
"There's nothing more to say about this crystal ball. Let's talk about the next thing." Sisia tossed the crystal ball lightly into the dark mist. At the same time, a piece of crumpled leather paper floated down from the air. fell into Sisia's hands.
Sisia: "This paper...what should I say?"
"A small accident led to an ordinary person's extraordinary journey. But because of this small accident, he wasted decades."
"If I were to evaluate it, it would be one word: stupid."
Angel said silently in his heart: It seems that you have already commented on Kael's words.
"This piece of paper carries Kael's obsession. Apart from his obsession, this piece of paper should have no value, right?"
Sisia: "That's right. However, I sensed something about the original owner, which is quite interesting. Do you want to hear it?"
"The original owner of the leather paper? Who is it?" Angel asked subconsciously, but he regretted it as soon as he asked.
Before he could reply, Sisia rolled her eyes at Angel: "How do I know who it is? I can only perceive the meaning on the paper, and a little bit of memories and emotions, but I can't see it directly. past circumstances.”
"What's more, this piece of paper is only a few hundred years old. Do you think I can recognize people ten thousand years from now?"
Angel: It’s because my IQ has dropped... No, it’s because my mouth is faster than my thinking.
"Ahem, let's talk about the original owner, shall we?" Angel changed the topic stiffly.
"I think that 'stupid' one should also be given to you." Xixia snorted before starting to talk about the topic: "Before talking about the original owner, I want to ask first, is the formula on the paper the space system? The energy formula?”
Angel nodded: "It's a variation of Bazel's biphasic formula."
"Bazel's biphasic formula?" The ten-thousand-year-old antique looked confused.
Angel simply used an illusion to simulate the original form of a row of Bazel's biphasic formulas: "This is the original form, a formula created by the twisted wizard Bazel thousands of years ago..."
Angel was spitting what he said, but Sicia was confused when she heard it. She used to be a wizard of the prophecy system and knew very little about the space system. What's more, after so many years of development of space knowledge, all the stereotypes are being overturned or new ones are being introduced. It's strange that Xicia can understand it.
After a while, Angel stopped, and Sicia asked weakly: "Do you also do research on the space system?"
Angel: "A little research."
"...Okay." Xicia suppressed the depression in her heart and praised: "I didn't expect that you know a lot at such a young age..."
Angel: "It's all the work of the forerunners, I just picked up their wisdom."
Xicia was afraid that Angel would say "I'm not even twenty yet, I need to work harder..." and quickly changed the topic to the right track.
"The reason why I asked you if the formula on the paper is the energy formula of the space system is because the original owner of this paper was not from the space system." Sisia: "The original owner was a gastronomy wizard."
"Gourmet wizard?" Angel only heard Kael say that what he found was the remains of a white wizard, but he didn't expect that this white wizard was actually a gastronomic wizard?
By the way, are there any dark wizards among gastronomic wizards? If we were in the wizarding world of the Northern Territory where there is a tradition of "sacrifice to demons", it would be possible for a dark wizard from the gastronomy department to appear, but in the Southern Territory, almost all gastronomic wizards are white wizards.
"What is a gourmet wizard doing to study Bazel's biphasic formula? Curiosity?" Angel asked doubtfully.
"If it was curiosity, then this story wouldn't be interesting." Sisia: "The gourmet wizard ate some kind of hallucinogenic food, and then suddenly got inspiration, swelled up, and felt that he was helpless. I knew everything I knew and could do it all, so I picked up a book at hand and started to deduce the formulas in it."
Angel: "Then what?"
Sisia: "The hallucination disappeared the next day. He saw the transformed form he had deduced. Thinking of everything last night, he just felt embarrassed, so he stuffed it into a book casually, out of sight and out of mind."
"Later, the gourmet wizard left and forgot about the book, and even more about the piece of paper. And then, the story of your teammate Kael."
After listening to the whole story, Angel didn't show it on the surface, but he was full of surprise in his heart.
Unexpectedly, there is such an unexpected bloody story behind Kael's leather paper.
If Kael knew that the transfiguration he had studied for decades was just the random scribblings of a gastronomic "addict" who grew up high, he would probably be so depressed that he would vomit blood on the spot...
However, although Kael has done useless work for decades, at least he has embarked on the path of a wizard, and with the help of this transformation, he has learned all kinds of knowledge about the space system.
From this point of view, the gastronomy wizard also contributed.
The fantasy of a drug addict hundreds of years ago created a space-system successor hundreds of years later.
how to say? This is also a wonderful encounter.
