To Burris The Spellcaster And His Family Dependent - Chapter 67

When Sir Naylor woke up, it was dusk a day later. His first reaction was to touch his sword. The sword is not there, the armor is not there, the scales are not there, the pants are not there, not even the socks. He sat up in horror. Fortunately, he still had a thin cotton nightgown on his body. This kind of light and fluttering clothing was too inexistent.

He looked around guardedly and found that this was not an underground temple or a dark corridor, but a simple and clean standard guest room. His personal belongings were all placed on the table, and a note was pressed under the sword, which was Esther’s handwriting.

She told him that this was the Grey Goose Inn in Black Cliff Castle, and they had left the underground ruins yesterday.

Naylor remembered: Yesterday they encountered a small landslide. He rushed to protect the princess and Lisa with his body, as if he was hit on the head by something…

He took a moment to get dressed, hesitated against the armor, and finally put them in place.

The wooden door creaked, and Estie came to look for him. She took him to the next door, where Lisa was talking in a low voice with the young mage.

Lisa was half lying on the bed, leaning on a thick pillow, her whole body covered in a duvet, and a thin blanket on her shoulders. Her long, dry gray hair was cleaned and combed and tied into a loose braid. When talking, she would unconsciously twist the braid slowly. This is exactly the same as the mother of Naylor’s childhood memories. .

Yesterday Lisa’s eyes were chaotic and lethargic. She couldn’t even react to someone approaching. Today, she has completely returned to normal. Now she has clear eyes and a gentle tone. Apart from being gaunt and weaker than women of the same age, she is no different from ordinary people.

There were several books beside her bed, all of them were religious overviews, local biographies, etc. The young mage “Kreve” was sitting on a chair beside the bed with a map, and Lisa stretched out the skinny quilt. Hand, pointing to something on the map, whispering something to the mage.

She can talk. Her voice is unpleasant, she often has to stop to think about vocabulary in the middle of speaking, and often can’t speak a complete sentence because of coughing…but she can speak.

Sir Naylor couldn’t figure out why she didn’t say a word for so many years since she had no problem with her voice?

Estie also walked over and sat beside Lisa. These wizards seem to be familiar with Lisa… Naylor realized with shame that during his sleep, the princess and wizard must be taking care of Lisa, so Lisa trusted them.

As for the “scholar” named Lot… the man seemed unreliable, and he didn’t know where he went.

The young mage “Kreif” stood up and cleared his throat, introduced the mother and son to each other in an embarrassing atmosphere, and roughly talked about what happened this day… It was nothing more than entering the underground temple and what happened to the cave. of……

After listening, Nayler asked, “We have all left the cave-in tunnel safely, what about Lisa’s book? Have you brought it out?”

Burris and Estie quickly exchanged glances, and Estie tentatively asked, “What history book are you talking about?”

Nayler thought about it carefully: “No…I mean, I don’t know what book it is. My mother has always carried a book with a metal cover and a mirror on one side.”

The two wizards suddenly felt cold. The Skeleton Lord should have disturbed Naylor’s memory, how could he still remember this book! Is this book’s influence on people so great that even the demigods can’t erase the memories of it?

Fortunately, Esther reacted quickly enough. She sat on the side of the bed with her shoulders collapsed, with a look of regret: “Oh. The history book I’m talking about also refers to it. It’s okay not to mention it…you mention it…”

Naylor became nervous: “What’s the matter?”

“It’s a pity. Isn’t the underground ruins caved in? We didn’t have time to take it out. The situation was very dangerous. You passed out to protect me. Mr. Lot supported you while I was protecting Lisa. Kreve used magic to bring us out…None of us went to get the book…”

Hearing what she said, the haze on Naylor’s face was swept away: “That’s okay! It’s probably a cult, dangerous goods.”

After speaking, he paced back and forth in the small guest room, looked out the window, and then at his mother, his eyes faintly excited. Burris had seen this look, and Count Hrolf was like this before going out and before eating.

Naylor finally organized the language and wanted to say something, but Lisa rushed in front of him: “Don’t tell the silent prayer.”

Naylor was taken aback. After seeing him again after a long absence, my mother did not try to get close to him, hug him, nor actively ask him anything… The first thing she said to him in her life turned out to be “Don’t tell the silent prayer”.

Then came the second sentence: “Don’t tell the silent prayer that I’m alive, let alone let him know that you are looking for me. It doesn’t make sense.”

Naylor frowned: “But… Father and brother have the right to know…”

Lisa looked directly at him, her face tired, but her eyes were very firm: “I hope you keep a secret and don’t mention me, but I have no right to order you. You can choose what you want to do. If you have to say it, I too Powerless to stop.”

Esther looked at Burris, and Burris curled her lips secretly. There is a joke between their teachers and students: the temple knights have three major advantages-to listen to no persuasion, to eat soft but not hard, to be afraid of the mother but not the father.

Lisa has suffered a lot in her life, and she is also a bard, she must have a thorough understanding of the character of the Templar knight.

Sure enough, Naylor bowed slightly to Lisa after a difficult psychological struggle: “I understand. I will respect your wishes… Until you agree, I will not tell anyone where you are. Now I have to go back. I have been away for too long and it is time to report back to the temple… I hope you can trust me. After returning to the temple, I won’t say anything.”

Lisa nodded and smiled, but said nothing. Nayler waited silly for a while, and finally bowed his head and walked out of the room.

Burris and Estie breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound of the knight clawing down the stairs.

Lisa clicked on the map in Burris’s hand: “Okay, let’s continue talking.”

“Okay.” Burris agreed, but his thoughts couldn’t help but drift away… He almost sympathized with Naylor. Lisa didn’t seem to care much about this “son who reunited after a long time”, she was polite and indifferent to him, as if he were just a stranger.

The female priest continued their previous topic and pointed a way on the map.

From the northern frost field to the gem forest, to the northern border of Alder and today’s Sargo, over the Lunar Mountains, into the western desert plains, and then back to Sargo from the south side of the mountains, walking into the central plains of the mainland, all the way east , Return north again, sail from Sandenia, stop on multiple islands, return to land, and arrive at the five tower peninsula where the training institute is today…

Some people traveled across the oceans to find new shelters, while others returned to the Central Plains and continued to wander in several areas in the southeast.

It is said that this is the path the pastors of the Black Lake Guard have traveled for generations.

Lisa certainly didn’t go this far herself. Every Black Lake pastor will remember the path the ancestors walked, and then continue their journey for a lifetime. Because they were expelled and denied, they lived hard and hidden, but they never disappeared, let alone stopped.

In order to find the sacred objects related to the guards of the Black Lake, in order to find the temples left by ancient times, they can travel all over the world.

Lisa is the luckiest of them. She accepted the bequest from her ancestors, obtained the ancient book of sacred objects, and brought the book to the temple guarded by the Black Lake.

Her lifelong wish is to finish reading this book, to listen to the last words of the departed god, to read the secrets left out of the world, and to understand the legends that no one sings.

It is said that the book disappeared for many years, and Lisa’s grandparents got it in a deal with the island elves by chance. They keep it secretly by their side and pass it on to future generations or students.

Hearing this, Burris secretly sighed: Not only did Morvia not continue Finney’s research, he even sold part of Finney’s collection… It is estimated that he only left things related to the control of murlocs, at most. Leave some books and notes of the instructor. Anything he doesn’t understand, doesn’t understand, and seems to be more valuable, should have been sold outside the Tower of the Sea.

Finnnett was too miserable. He was expelled from the academy and disappointed by the students… If he was born in the present age, it would be great. Now that alien studies and toxicology are completely legal, his life will certainly not be so bleak.

However, this proves one thing from the side: there are no magic traps in that ancient book, otherwise Movia would not be able to live until now.

Burris asked, “Madam, have all your ancestors read this book?”

“They couldn’t hold on.” Lisa sighed.

“What is’failure to persist’?”

Lisa said: “Come, listen to me slowly explain to you. I am old and very weak. Maybe I will pass away soon. Before that, I would like to tell those who want to hear. people.”

The hidden pastors believe that “The Chronicles of the Midnight” was written by the guards of the Black Lake. It was written and written before the planes were cut off; while the “Silver Odes” was written by gods, priests, believers, etc. , It was written after being separated from the plane.

The “words” in the book are not words, but an ancient magical rune. This rune contains a huge amount of information and can compress language, text, senses and memory. A character is a legend, a paragraph can present a person’s complete life, and a parchment can describe the rise and fall of a country.

The book is only half thick, but it contains enough things to fill a library.

It is quite difficult to read it. Only those who can decipher the runes can read it, and those who can read it may not be able to read it.

Another feature of the book is that it is divided into two halves, with a chronicle on one side and a collection of carols on the other, with a thick leather in between.

When reading the first half of the miracle part, you can only look from the front to the back in order, not backwards. It’s like life can only move forward but cannot go back. If you turn back, your mind and memory may be damaged. The specific damage varies from person to person.

The second half of the book is relatively loose. You can read it over and over again. This part was written by the pastor and the divine envoy, and there is not such a powerful force of order.

During the first half of reading, Lisa had read back several times. She knew that this would destroy her mind step by step, but she still couldn’t help rereading some parts that she couldn’t understand.

These are not the greatest price readers have to pay. What’s more stringent is that once you start reading this book, you can’t speak again until you have read it thoroughly, nor can you mention everything about the book through words or gestures.

Once you break the vow, what you have read in your mind will disappear, and if it is more serious, you will completely forget the existence of the book. If you choose to re-read after forgetting, and then accidentally break the precept again, after repeated several times, your soul will be damaged. At the slightest level, your mind will be confused, your memory will be broken, and at worst, you will completely collapse and become a delirious idiot.

Lisa said: “My grandparents, my teachers… They didn’t persevere. Everyone knows it’s difficult, so no one will criticize the loser. Fortunately, I did it. This is my lifelong wish. I am very satisfied.”

Burris thought for a while and asked, “Madam, are these reading rules for all the creatures trying to read, or are they only for mortals?”

Lisa froze for a moment: “You would ask me this…”

“Is it weird to ask this?”

“It’s kind of…” Lisa smiled weakly. “When my teacher failed, her sister said, Oh my God, how can anyone be willing to pay so much for reading a book? No matter how meaningful a book is, it is not worth your effort. life……”

Burris said: “It’s not difficult to understand. To tell you the truth, many people don’t understand how the mages are willing to spend a lifetime in boring research. In my opinion, madam, you have not’giving’ your life. This is originally you. Life.”

A glimmer of light flashed in Lisa’s eyes, and she lowered her head shyly: “It’s unbelievable. You can think so at a young age. Thank you.”

Thank you too, because I am not young. Burris nodded perfunctorily, still thinking about the question just now: “Regarding the reading rules of books…Are these regulations only for mortals? The truth is that the true gods are above the holy things, and they will not be sacred. As for the divine envoys or priests with divine magic, they may be subject to some restrictions, but the holy artifacts should not harm them…”

Lisa coughed slightly. She said too much today and seemed a little tired: “I don’t know… In fact, the so-called’rules’ do not exist in the book, and they are not written in the book. We, Pastor Black Lake, are slow through sacrifices and lessons. Slow summarized the reading rules of mortals.”

Burris touched his chin and nodded: “If there is no active mention of taboos in the book, it means that the true **** or divine envoy can use it at will. They will not be in danger of conscious confusion, so no warning is needed…”

So, what if it is a demigod? This doubt hovered in Burris’s heart, and he didn’t ask it in the end. Lisa probably couldn’t answer it anyway.

Esther helped Lisa adjust the cushions and let her lie down on the bed. The conversation this afternoon made Lisa very happy, but it also made her weaker.

The two mages took care of Lisa a few words, and prepared to go to the next room to continue the exchange of books. At this time, there was a loud noise in the middle room of the corridor.

Burris wrapped up the entire floor of the hotel, and there were no other guests here. It was Burris’ room that made the sound.

“It’s the Maharaja!” Burris frowned. “He secretly wants to read that book!”

Esther asked: “How did you know that he wanted to read?”

“My room door and window have protective spells. Only he can walk in without triggering the spell. Because of this, I have set up some small organs in the room that have nothing to do with magic… He must have stepped on it. It’s a mess!”