“Do you know me?”
Brando immediately realized that he had asked a silly question.
Sure enough, she looked at Elven Queen and didn’t answer it. It was very different from Fairy. She doesn’t seem to like to talk, she is so curious as to be quiet.
Brando and frowns asked: “What is your agreement with Dragon of Darkness? Can the wise men of the Tymors be non-Tilmos?”
White Mist on his shoulder answered his question. She whispered: “The important thing is inheritance, but few Fairy will become wise men…” Her words are self-evident, Fairy’s happy sex is obviously No one would think they are reliable.
Even Ms. Tania, whom he met in the Buga people, is full of all kinds of prank ideas.
But the Miss Fairy is obviously exceptionally different. She just stood there and felt a different feeling. As if it was a thick book, quietly unfolding the pages of the book and reading it, the calm and calm eyes reveal the atmosphere of knowledge and wisdom.
“Miss Tillas is the leader of crystal. Her memory includes knowledge of one third in the World Library. In fact, she is not only the wise man of Yongdonggang, she is in the whole world of the Tilmos. It is also a wise man who knows everything.” Elven Queen’s projection smiled and explained to Brando.
Brando hurriedly nodded to her, but saw a little bit coming out of the Queen’s kneeling. She grabbed her Lady Mother’s skirt with one hand and pressed her eyelids to make a face to Brando.
“Fictional guy, you betray me!” Bear Princess Little Princess is lousyly said.
“Amily!” Elven Queen’s mighty can’t be maintained. She angered the future bear name of the white bear Princess, and hurriedly drove her back: “You give me back to the room, guard, Take Her Highness the Princess !”
Brando’s head suddenly leaked a few drops of cold sweat.
But it is not this bear child little elf that really affects his mood. It is the previous words of Elven Queen.
He couldn’t help but see the quiet Miss Fairy’s eyes. The World Library is the treasure house of Babel Fortress. After the fall of the Tower of Heaven Connection, the knowledge and inheritance are completely lost on the earth. In the past millennium, perhaps Puppet has found a few words in it, and the knowledge gained can be seen in the past. Even a new civilization was built on the earth.
Tumen only got the inheritance about the magic formation of the element from the fragment of a war slate, which established the system of modern Magic. He can be said to be the mentor of all Elementalist and wizard, but his knowledge is in The Tower of Babel is still not worth mentioning in the age of the world.
But now someone tells him that there is still someone in the world who has knowledge of one third in the treasure house of knowledge.
The person who masters the key to this knowledge treasure is still in his impression. An individual in the Fairy ethnic group whose brain is not very easy to use is an ice Fairy.
He looked at the Miss Fairy again. It’s all about looking at a library floating in the air. This library is about a more majestic library than Silver’s Buga people’s White Tower. It encompasses everything and inheritance on the earth today.
There is even more than nothing.
“I recognize you coming.” White Mist suddenly jumped from Brando’s shoulder, and she fell to the ground, looking at several other people.
White Mist stared at Tata Tillias. Miss Thumb, muttered to himself: “You are to Saint.”
Miss Fairy quietly nodded: “I am one of seven to Saint, Ms. Mosak Hess. White Mist. One of the first various ancient holy witch.”
“Those I don’t remember very well,” White Mist replied. “Let me think about it, you are Aerlanta, who are you?”
“In that era, I was called Raya,” Elven Queen replied.
“It’s you, you are the daughter of the high Druid,” White Mist glanced at her with a sparkling look: “I recognize you.”
Elven Queen smiled nodded. “I vow to witness everything,” she said.
“I also witnessed all this for him.” Miss Fairy also used the ethereal and calm tone of the interface.
“I witnessed this for Vaunde.” Finally, Aerlanta, the voice of the sage is thick and low, very neutral, but not surprising.
White Mist looked at them: “The three are holy. Seven to the Holy Re-live, only Buga people, Colossal Dragon, Silver Elf and that person, so you are coming to me?”
Aerlanta nodded.
Brando frowned slightly, and he looked at White Mist, only to understand that the protagonist of the meeting was actually the latter. But it’s no surprise that Aerlanta knows White Mist. They are people of an era.
It was only the conversation between the four people that made him feel like a cloud.
He also heard about the name to Saint, which is in the background of a certain part of the game.
The legendary sage, Aerlanta, walked on the earth for a long time by observing an agreement with Gaetel and Faanzan, guarding the sacred oath of the covenant set by the mortals in War of the Holy Saints.
She is to Saint, so she can live forever.
But there is a survey of what happened to Saint, and there was a period of time, but it was a big deal. Brando once thought that it was a special Perfect Body state until some people unearthed some remaining war slate from the ruins of the flange.
The inscription on the slate mentions the fragment of the incompleteness of Saint, which has been described in the above words: the key to the world, the lock of the clock.
Players based on the inscriptions and some literature speculate that what should be metaphorized behind is the ‘clockwork’, because there are similar fragments on the Dark Blue Poem.
But before he crossed, the investigation was nothing more than that.
However, Brando did not ask questions. He only listened silently. He knew that when he was not interrupted, the conversation between Sage, Miss Fairy and Elven Queen was obviously not his.
White Mist silently looked at a few others. “Do you know?”
“We knew when the dragon Gwendolyn entered the element World, and Miss Tillas also found clues from her knowledge,” Elven Queen replied.
“Tree Shepherds fooled us all, this is a failure to go to Saint, so we will come to you.” Aerlanta also started talking.
Brando couldn’t help but look at White Mist and didn’t expect the dignified sage to turn to her.
White Mist looked around at the audience and replied: “This does not blame you. After all, only a few people know the true identity of the baby girl, but the ring of ashes has been planned for thousands of years. Maybe they can succeed or not… ”
“She can’t succeed,” Miss Fairy replied calmly. “Gwendolyn has fooled everyone, but she hasn’t fooled Dragon of Twilight, and Odin has seen it all.”
“In this case, he still agreed with you for a thousand years?” White Mist asked, staring at them.
Aerlanta was silent for a long while.
Slowly started talking: “Because he has been waiting for that person, the person who is destined in the oracles of Dark Blue Poem, but that person still failed…”
Miss Fairy waited for the sage to finish, and continued to answer: “Dragon of Twilight is a conspiracy in the baby’s body. The ashes of the ring did not find relevant words from the sage’s literature. They may have been deceived. Mr. Odin has long suspected that the ancient Council was probably not killed for the reason, but unfortunately he did not have time to reopen the truth Council…”
White Mist looked at her attentively and looked at Aerlanta.
“If it wasn’t for you, it wouldn’t be like that…”
“War of the Holy Saints was provoked by Mr. Odin, the Blade of Flame, the Holy Sigil of the Wind Empress, and the four series of relic, which he gave us,” Aerlanta replied softly: “The Prophet in the Valley of Saints.” Is Tumen teacher, isn’t it?”
“…”
“Because he is a fool.”
“Mr. Odin is not ignorant, because he knows that the power of the gods has declined. If you can’t lower the order of the entire Vaunde, Twilight will come.”