The little girl is only eleven or twelve years old, her forehead is only as tall as Sally's chest. She is wearing a gray robe that can be seen everywhere, but she suddenly becomes eye-catching because of the pair of orange leather boots with tassels on her feet. Her big eyes blinked at first glance and felt full of innocence, but the slightly raised mouth always reveals a faint cunning.

Sally opened her mouth to answer, but when her eyes were locked on the little girl's hair, her original smile suddenly froze.

The little girl has dazzling red hair.

"It's just...a bone fragment."

Sally pursed her lips slightly, and when she answered, a moment of confusion appeared in her mind - wasn't the "she" that Roddy mentioned was just a head of red hair?

You should know that although the people of the Kingdom have hair of all colors, red hair is extremely rare. At least Sally has never heard of it within the territory of Everta... So she always wanted to know who the woman who made Roddy lose her mind for a long time every time she mentioned it?

Is that woman called "Nefei"?

Looking at the little girl in front of her, Sally remembered the fact that Roddy said she was 37 years old, and another "association" that made her sad suddenly appeared - if this little girl had a relationship with Roddy, would she be Roddy's...

Female...daughter?

"Sister, what are you thinking?"

"Well? Well... nothing, I just think you are cute." Sally squatted down, raised the dice in her hand, and asked, "Why do you ask it?"

“Because it is glowing.”

The little girl's answer surprised Sally. She raised her hand and looked at the dice in her hand. The gray bone surface was extremely smooth because of her long-term caress. She said that there was "reflection", but "glow" was absolutely impossible.

"But I didn't see the light."

Sally glanced around. The little girl seemed to have no parents. Those unrealistic ideas were quickly suppressed. She felt a little nervous... She was so sensitive just because she saw red hair. After all, she was really hurt by that bastard.

The little girl smiled and showed her white and neat teeth. She pointed to Sally and said, "Your body actually has light, but it's covered and can't see clearly."

The temple guard next to her only regarded her as a cute but strange child, and said in a rough voice: "Aren't your parents here? You can easily get lost by yourself."

"I'm not afraid, hehe." She raised her head and a small red braid was thrown behind her ears. "I came out with Uncle Sam, and he was there-"

As she said that, she pointed to a few people in the distance who were pushing a simple "cart" out of the city and continued: "I just think the things in my sister's hand are very interesting, so I'll ask. Now that it's okay, I'll leave first!"

The little girl was generous and had a very cheerful tone, but just as she turned around, Sally suddenly asked, "By the way, little sister, can you know your name?"

"I? Just call me Camilla!"

Her unprepared look and her bright eyes made the guards on the side smile. Sally said softly: "Your hair looks so beautiful, is your mother also red hair? Such a color is really rare."

"Mom is not red-haired." Camilla shook her head deliberately, acting obediently, extremely cute, and then waved her hand, "I'm leaving, goodbye!"

After saying that, she ran to the distance with a brisk pace. Sally smiled, but relaxed in her heart: It seems that she was thinking too much, "Nefei" and "Red Hair" have too many clues, and it is so easy to find it. Don't always be so nervous.

Sally shook her head, dispelled her original doubts, and turned toward the monastery.

On the other side, the little girl had already jumped onto the cart pulled by the horse, with her calves hanging there, and was humming a song in her mouth.

"What did you see? So happy."

Uncle Sam is a farmer in Mogra village. Whenever the market opens, he would come to the city with the people in the village to sell some goods. This little bitch sitting in the car is the daughter of Mrs. Kamira, the respected lady in the village. Although she likes to run around every time she comes out, she is very sensible and never causes trouble. Over time, every time she comes to the market, her appearance becomes a kind of acquiescence.

"Uncle Sam, it's interesting to see a little bone in my hand that I've never seen before that glowing bones."

"Oh? That's quite interesting. By the way, this is the medicinal herb that Mrs. Kamilla asked me to buy. I'll bring it to her when I return to the village."

"I thank you for mom, Uncle Sam!"

"Little Nefi is really sensible."

Uncle Sam smiled, but the little girl waved her hand and protested: "Call me Camilla! Mom said that you should not let others know your name outside."

As she said that, she looked around seriously, but at this time the group had left the city and walked on a remote path in the countryside, with no outsiders around.

"According to you, Miss Camilla!"

Uncle Sam laughed. Naifie was like a pistachio to them, and it could bring laughter and happiness wherever they went. In 588, 12-year-old Naifie smiled innocently with them, enjoying the warm feeling brought by the warm sunlight in the clear weather.

Drive along the way, when it was sunset, Mogra Village entered the sight. Before the little loli arrived at the village, she jumped out of the cart, thanked Uncle Sam, and then jumped into the village. Naifie and her mother Kamilla lived together. The place they lived in the northwest corner of the village, which was a bit remote, but not too far away.

The smoke from cooking stoves rose from the chimney, and the red sunset glowed with Naifei's flying red hair. The monotonous village seemed to have added a hint of color because of her appearance.

The free-range hen was scared away by Nefi. A shepherd ran over to rub it with a pleasing look. Nefi waved his hand and said, "Good, be good, be good." After coaxing for a long time, he finally shook off the big dog with saliva. When he stepped to the thatched hut, Nefi sniffed, looked around with big eyes, and then tiptoed to step into the house.

"A little man and a big devil" refers to a little girl like Naifei. Although she is still young, she is really smart. In a village with a very high illiteracy rate, she knows more words than the steward of the count in the village, and not only that...

"Nefi, have you forgotten the rules?"

When the soft but majestic voice came out, the little girl who had originally wanted to sneak into the room was settled in place, then stood up straight like a deflated ball, and honestly began to recite a series of sentences with strange pronunciations. There were several words that were very different from the Bolinga language that made Naifie stumble, but she finally finished all the words and sentences smoothly.

Mrs. Camilla did not comment, which meant "qualification". Nafi breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the room, but found an old and thick bronze book on the simple wooden table. She stood on tiptoe and looked at the cover of the book, because the handwriting on it was blurred because it was too old.

"This is what you need to recite the next book. Starting today, you can get in touch with the mantra and memorize the first mantra before you can eat."

He only heard the sound but did not see the person, but Nafei replied honestly: "Okay, mom."

Then she swallowed a few saliva, smelled the tempting smell of food, sat at the table, opened the old book, and read the words composed of high elf words-

"Basics of Arcane Spells."

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"Advanced Arcane Recharge Research..."

Similar voices also sounded in the "classic room" of Wagra ruins.

At this time, the person who spoke was Brody. The High Elf Language is similar to the Wood Elf Language, but in many aspects it seems complex and gorgeous. When chanting it, there is a sense of indescribable ups and downs. When the old elf reads the words on the surface of the book, Roddy was standing behind him, looking down at the decaying orc corpses.

It is obvious that Brody's emphasis on this ruin is unconcealed. As soon as dawn, he hurriedly brought two teams of wood elves to the ruins, and without saying a word, he tried hard to find valuable "relics".

Roddy didn't say nonsense, so she took them directly to the originally closed "classic room". When she saw the books all over the ground, Brody's expression was really wonderful. In Roddy's description, it was probably like a thief who saw piles of gold, and his mouth almost had a cramp!

However, compared to Brody's excitement, Roddy was not actually interested in "arcanism". Before traveling through time, Roddy's second advanced profession was the pure physics "Berserker", so even after playing the game for 7 years, he had never really used any spells.

In fact, his career choice is something that most people cannot understand. A "ranger" who is good at ranged attacks is definitely the first choice to practice "magistrate" as a control assistant. Even if it is not a law position, agility professions such as "assassin" will be an excellent choice.

But Roddy chose the Berserker, not because of the coolness of the dual-held weapon or the barbaric moves... The biggest reason is actually the anger in his heart - after Nefi's death, the extreme revenge mentality made Roddy unable to calm down and study any spells. Although the "Berserker" had rough fighting skills, it was the most suitable profession for his "mental state" at that time.

In other words, Roddy's psychology was pathological at that time, and he needed to vent his inner emotions in an extreme way of fighting.

But when time reversed and he had the opportunity to save all this again, Roddy's heart calmed down. He listened to Brody muttering to himself, but at this time he became interested in "arcanism" and asked, "Can these books help you?"
Chapter completed!