In the dead of night, Ai Luo's eyes gradually became calmer.

The confused expression now gradually disappeared, and instead became one of precaution and vigilance.

After a long time, he finally couldn't help but glanced at the cat house. After confirming that the cat was really asleep...

"Old God, God of Harvest—Cuzioon."

Ai Luo, said the name softly.

The name had just come out of his mouth. As if he had said something too terrible, Ai Luo involuntarily covered his mouth and stopped uttering a word.

But even though his mouth was closed, there was no rest in his heart.

He continued to work hard to translate the document in front of him, trying to capture the words and restore their original meaning as much as possible.

Capone's manuscript is indeed not very accurate, but this is only about 50% correct. With this information, Arrow continues to explore all the knowledge that can be given in this document.

!

This is indeed an agricultural record.

It seems to record the various methods and seasons of people plowing, sowing, irrigating, and harvesting that era more than a thousand years ago.

Ai Luo translated a few pages, and if nothing else happens, the content in the back should be similar, and there may even be some methods for breeding Warcraft.

However, among these seemingly normal records, Airl would find some very inconspicuous records between the lines.

That is a kind of god.

A god that seems similar to some wonderful ancient belief.

There are not many records about this kind of god in this ancient book. If Airl put aside his translation work and searched for that name completely, it would only appear six times from beginning to end.

Even if it appears six times, it is almost always modified and refined with affixes such as "the gift of the God of Light".

But when this Cuzioon first appeared, there was a record that surprised Airl.

——Listen to Cuzioon’s voice——

Airl doesn't know if his translation is correct, and he also knows that his literal translation may reduce a lot of the beauty of the language.

But the action of listening to Cuzioon's voice seems to have a sense of déjà vu... Moreover, how should this Cuzioon be pronounced? He doesn't even know whether the current Cu was still pronounced in the same way in ancient times.

The translation work is going very hard. The records in this ancient book may not be very complicated, but it is probably an arduous and difficult task to fully understand them.

However, this was not the only book brought back from Capone's room.

Ai Luo closed this ancient book and took out another book about mathematics and physics, opened it, and flipped through it.

This book is not that long ago. In fact, Arrow had read the hardcover version of this book when he was at the Old Vine Tree. It contains a lot of knowledge about mathematics and physics, and some of it is also related to some magic knowledge.

But the book in hand is different from those that can be sold to the public. It is also full of annotations. Moreover, perhaps because the text on it is understandable, Capone's annotations on it are not many at all.

People who know him probably think that he is a mathematician who devotes himself to the study of mathematics.

But in this manuscript full of annotations, Ai Luo saw a trace of the thoughts in the mind of the magic swordsman.

(Did Cuzioon teach us knowledge? Does everything we think, our will or soul come from that ancient god? These mathematical knowledge are too profound, how can it be possible with our human wisdom

Exploring such a complicated calculation formula without knowing anything about it?)

Looking at these records full of self-doubt, Ai Luo didn't know what to say.

At first, Airl could look at these annotations with a bit of amusement, but as his mathematical knowledge deepened, some of the words written by the magic swordsman involuntarily made things appear behind Airl's back.

cold.

(If according to legend, we lost almost everything after the battle with the demons, how could we master in such a short period of time how to draw a perfect regular heptadagon with a ruler and compass?

of?)

The word demon war once again broke into Ai Luo's consciousness.

Arrow held his cheek and thought for a moment, then turned his head again and glanced at the cat house over there. Then, he took out a manuscript he had used for drafting from the side and looked at the data written on it.

In an unknown year BC, the Demon King appeared and brought destruction and disaster to the entire world.

In an unknown year BC, humans and all creatures in the world formed an alliance to fight against the demons.

In the first year of the Just Calendar, the demon war ended. The demon king was sealed, and the world ushered in peace.

Is the data simple?

It's really simple.

So far, the only thing Ai Luo can know is that this demon war created the calendar year. This year is 1303, which means that the demon king has been sealed for 1303 years.

But all the news about the demon war, even how many years before the Christian era did the demon king appear? How many years did this anti-demon war last? How many hardships did the human side go through during this process?

?

I don’t know all of this. It’s like all the previous records have been erased.

This is really suspicious.

A great war against the demons. Humanity finally achieved a great victory in the war against the demons!

Why did such a great war not have any publicity after the victory, but instead gave people a feeling that there was no need to record it at all, and then it was gradually forgotten?

What exactly happened during this demon war? Not even any legends were left behind?

Nowadays, in this world, the memories of the war between demons still remain. I am afraid that apart from the great mages who have truly mastered the secret knowledge, the only ones left are those long-lived races.

Did the Night Clan participate in this war? I don’t know. After all, the Night Clan is not very good in the impression of humans. They even had a war with humans. Even if they participated in the human race, they would probably not be much more.

Record their heroic deeds in the war.

The other one is the flower fairy clan.

Before she turned into the giant tree, the Fairy Queen once said "an eternal agreement with humans" many times.

Does this agreement refer to the contract concluded against the demons?

It's a pity that these flower fairies were basically born after the demon war, and the memory of that war can only be regarded as a legend for them.

If there is anything else...

Once again, Arrow's eyes glanced in the direction of the cat house inadvertently.

In that dark, but warm and comfortable little nest, a monster that he had never heard of before that could speak human language was now living there.

This monster strongly urges itself, a human, to create an adventurer's guild, and it also needs a large amount of magic crystals to restore its strength.

Moreover, it seems that it cannot leave this town for a long time. In addition, it was previously heavily sealed directly under the guild hall...

Demon war, has it... experienced it?

A thought suddenly popped up in Ai Luo's mind. As soon as this idea was raised, Ai Luo couldn't help but feel a little panic!

If this cat really participated in that demon war...in what form did it participate in that war? How much does it know about that war?

more importantly……

What is the relationship between that demon war and the rumored god of fertility, Cuzioon?

Ai Luo shook his head and rubbed his slightly tired eyes.

With the increasingly faint light ball on my forehead, I looked at the time... It's already past three in the morning... If I stay up late like this, I probably won't need to sleep at all tonight.

Ai Luo pinched the bridge of his nose to cheer himself up a little.

He stood up, poured himself another glass of water, and after taking a sip, he looked at the manuscripts and ancient books again, and finally shook his head slightly and sighed.

Forget it, let's just leave it like this and take a rest quickly.

Collecting these books and manuscripts, Airl organized them and stacked them on the shelves behind the counter.

After drinking the tea that had already cooled down in the cup, Luo rubbed his arms a little and prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

But when he reached the stairs, he inadvertently glanced at the bulletin board over there. After thinking about it, he walked to the bulletin board and raised his head to take a look.

"Obituary: Tiramisu, died at the age of sixteen, a boy with long black and red hair, an excellent magic swordsman, who studied under Mas Capone. I hope his relatives will contact Mermaid Song as soon as possible after seeing this obituary.

Guild President Aero Garcia.》

"Obituary: Mas Capone, unknown year of death, middle-aged man with long black and red hair, magic swordsman, former Templar of the Holy See of Light, and later became a traitor to the Holy See."

These two obituaries have been posted here for almost a month...

Of course, in this month, only the townspeople who came to chat would glance at these two obituaries and smack their lips at the two magic swordsmen who died suddenly for unknown reasons. I don’t know if they should be happy.

Still regretful.

It is already mid-August, and in almost half a month, Mermaid Song will set off for the capital. Looking at it this way, these two obituaries should be able to be extracted before departure, and then the property will be processed.

Confiscation is in effect.

After thinking of this, Ai Luo couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face.
Chapter completed!