Things went a little awry, but the outcome was good. Uriel opened his eyes and found that he was standing by the lake, with water waves rippling next to the goblin.
...To be honest, it's not that good either.
Uriel repeatedly confirmed that he entered the illusion in front of the city gate because he was worried that there would be countless "mysterious armors" in the city. He must remember clearly that he is in the second level of illusion, peering into the future.
But when he woke up, he should have returned to the path outside the city gate and looked at the tall towers and spiers in the distance. Instead of being helpless under the goblin's questioning. Half of his magic evaporated into thin air, and only this fact made him slightly calmer. That may be the truth, but it is unclear and unreal, like the mist that separates the dawn.
The fact is that he has long since escaped the shackles of magic and returned to his original anchor point. Uriel looked at the pool. There was no water in it, it was full of goblins. This is what York told me, in real reality he said it.
"What's your story?" the goblin asked him, pure amusement in his eyes. "I'm willing to listen."
Uriel tapped his forehead, suddenly realizing that he had been silent for long enough. "An adventure that took place in an old castle." He heard himself reply hoarsely. "We defeated the golden sculpture guarding the gate, defeated the jumping knight's armor and the blind guard, and got two gems and a pendant."
The goblin listened intently.
"...We arrived in front of the throne and stood under the platform." He stopped. Meimi stood aside and exchanged surprised looks with York.
"A good story," Kamaria the fairy encouraged, "Why don't you finish it?"
"Will you believe my story?"
"I don't believe I've ever heard of it."
"No, you only believe what you see." Uriel whispered. He saw the baffled expressions on the orange-faced man and the little gray wolf. In fact, he was just as confused as they were. "We climbed to the top floor and found that there were no treasures or antiques there. It was emptier than anywhere else, and it didn't look like the elves' palace at all. It is the most mysterious place, far more than Black Moon Lake and you."
"That's Alanwo's altar." The goblin was surprised, "I'm sure you've never been there."
"Are you satisfied with my story?"
The Kamaria fairy was silent for a moment and backed away. The water surface of Black Moon Lake roiled, and countless water droplets flew into the sky. "It seems I don't have enough bubbles to exchange your adventures. Take whatever you want."
The bottom of the lake is exposed.
The brilliant brilliance of treasures is enough to make people lose their awareness of wealth. It can satisfy any greedy person in the world, it is endless wealth. Anything that falls into the Black Moon River will be found here. Gold coins, emerald crowns, jade lions, idols, pearls, onyx. In addition, there are glasses, watches, blue ribbons, earrings, forks, and silver-inlaid key chains. Some things even transcend the boundaries of wealth.
"Oh my God, Uriel, how did you do that?"
The adventurer can barely move. For a moment, he was afraid to look at it.
"I think the goblin lady has the same problem." The apprentice was almost speechless in front of the real treasure. Fortunately, he was mentally prepared for this sudden scene. "The adventure takes place in Kamaria, after we leave here."
"You are the most gifted astrologer I have ever met."
"To be honest, I have never met any astrologer except myself."
The goblin shook his head, not quite believing what he said. It’s true that the fairies know a lot of things, but they certainly don’t like to recall everything about astrologers. "I've only met a few people."
After getting the story, the apprentice found that the goblin lady was not aggressive at all. She is actually a talkative mysterious creature, friendlier than a werewolf. "I have never paid much attention to your human standards. There are simply too many of them. There are many humans and many countries. It's just that they basically don't come to Alanwo, and the elves don't welcome them."
"why is that?"
"Because they only know how to take, but they are not willing to give back."
I take that back. Uriel pretended not to hear York and Memie's snickers. "Of course I will tell you my method." He promised, "But if we want to trade equally, I think the attitude of the ancient elves may not be enough."
"What do you want to know? I'll try to remember."
"About Kamaria and the war that year."
The goblin readily agreed. She doesn't seem to care about the deviation in value. A good story is far more valuable to the Fairy Lady than the treasures of the Black Moon River and the precious lost history. If only everyone were like goblins.
"Alanwo was destroyed at the hands of the evil dragon." She spoke first, "You all know this. But before the decisive battle, Kamaria had already fallen."
"Isn't this the capital of the country?" Meimi couldn't help but ask.
"The enemies were too many and too powerful, and the elves had to retreat into the forest and abandon the city. A long time ago, before Kamaria sank to the ground, this place used to be a magical city in the middle of the forest. And After Heather's followers invaded the werewolf's hometown, they finally escaped with their lives by hiding back in the goddess' sanctuary."
The little gray wolf picked up a crown decorated with silver leaves and clasped it on his head. "It sounds like the evil dragon has avenged us." He now doesn't look like a werewolf who has a hatred for the past and hangs out in human cities, but a funny pug king.
"Shut up, Meimi." York scolded, "Please don't interrupt." If these words fell into the ears of other Order side mystics, they would never be happy.
Fortunately the goblin didn't care. "The evil dragon Winserspoon is the mortal enemy of all life in Knox. It is driven by hatred, but it does not kill for revenge. It is hatred and killing itself." She paused for a moment, "and it is unstoppable."
Uriel remembered that in order to guard Alanvor, the ancient elves had formed an alliance with the Sala people. But even so, the elves' royal court was not immune to disaster. "What about the St. Mirend Alliance? Why didn't they stop it?"
"How to stop it? After that, the descendants of Alanwo joined the alliance. They left their homes, crossed the mountains and ridges, and came to the north of Binya Io. It was not until then that the Great Alliance of St. Mirende was established."
"Are the descendants of Alanvor still alive?" York asked.
"Of course. The elves do not only exist in the southern part of Binya Io. After the Alanwo elves went to the north, they integrated with the local people. Now they are called the mist elves and have their own country again."
"Faftanna." The orange-faced man said, "I know it, the country of the fog elves. Faftanna is its name. It turns out that the fog elves also have the blood of Alanwo."
"There are many kinds of elves, and no one cares about the so-called bloodline except themselves," the elf lady said. A large group of water fairies were flying around her, and some fell on the railings and stone statues of the arch bridge, turning into droplets of dew.
"There are not so many races among fairies. Elements determine our different forms of existence, but mystery is the source of everything. Our hearts are connected to each other."
Uriel didn't know whether humans and elves could communicate with each other based on her logic. Faf Tanner and the Mist Elves filled out his database of knowledge about the mysterious world, but the apprentice was not yet satisfied. "So, Kamaria was destroyed by the evil dragon, so we didn't find the remains of the invaders."
But the goblin lady shook her head. "The evil dragon did not do it himself. The demon lord led the army and invaded the royal city." She couldn't help but regret, "Even if there are unknown people, they can't save the day."
"The Nameless One?" Uriel repeated.
"Forget it?"
The mercenary and Meimi said in unison.
"Looks like you've met these guys before."
"In Frostleaf Castle." York replied, "We have to deal with a madman who wants to use the souls of all the people in the city to turn himself into a nameless one. He almost succeeded, but soon Uriel and a Sky Messenger Finished him. I heard it was the former who killed that bastard himself." At the same time, the mercenary turned his head away, wanting to see the embarrassment on the apprentice's face.
But Uriel didn't notice this at all, he was thinking about the Nameless One. The word seemed to have some kind of magic, vibrating the air and striking at his heart. "The Nameless One was involved in Kamaria's destruction?"
"Aren't you an aggressor?" York also asked.
Kamaria Fairy looked even more surprised than them: "The person who became the Nameless One is none other than His Majesty the King of Alanwo. How could he destroy his own country?" Suddenly she thought for a moment, "I know what you think of the Nameless One. . They are indeed very dangerous... There will also be nameless ones among the goblins, but I don’t know much about those companions.”
"It's rare that you goblins don't know something." Meimi said, "If people could realize this, the goblin treasures would have been lost long ago." He didn't know what this meant.
The Nameless Ones are no different from demons in the eyes of the Veniwassians, but mortals cannot feel the threat of evil dragons and demons - a thousand years is enough for humans to forget a lot. They are not fairy tales, but they are not far off. Meimi knew that the Nameless One was a demon, just like working civilians knew that there was a murderous maniac hiding in the city. Who would care about the patrol team and the Sheriff's Department?
"The Nameless Ones are the only realm we can't touch except gods. The goblins who are also the Nameless Ones may be able to, but in fact, their souls will make us feel uncomfortable."
"It doesn't matter what happens to that kind of thing." The adventurer muttered. He raised his voice: "Is the king of Alanwo a demon?"
"Obviously, no." Uriel interrupted him, "Can you tell us the details, madam? You must know everything. You can't get close to the Nameless Ones, but ordinary people don't have this concern. And their affairs are unknown to fairies. I don’t know.”
"My name is Aurora."
"Please be more detailed, Ms. Aurora. You have been of great help." Uriel tried his best to show his sincerity. His heart beat faster, realizing that the following remarks may be the closest to the facts without any personal feelings. evaluate. The identity of the Nameless One overlaps with that of the Elf King, and it is clear that the Lord of Alanvor has made a choice.
