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"Artifact?" Edward raised his eyebrows. (Read the text novel and go to '')
"Hmm, there are also stories of the arrival of celestial beings, or miracles, etc. In short, the four people can say eight things. However, the most common theory is this... probably because your bards are talking about it.
, most of this kind of light emerging from the ground belongs to artifacts, but in my opinion, it is more like... You didn't see the scene at that time, the kind of brilliance that soared into the sky... Oh, say that.
To be honest, for some reason, my legs are weak and I can't think of anything in my head. I just want to stay away. In fact, you know, I originally wanted to help you."
After taking a sip of wine, the dwarf rubbed his red nose and seemed a little embarrassed: "But after I ran a few miles away, I discovered that there were a few rays of light like that in a very far place - on the other side of the sky.
Get up, that scene is really, ma'am, so amazing... Then by the time I rushed back, a bunch of people had gathered there. Oh, by the way, you haven't told me what they were doing.
What about? Why do you want me to say nothing?"
To the dwarf's question, the young hunter did not give an answer, but lowered his gaze, seeming to have entered another deep thought.
But the dwarf didn't mind this rudeness very much - after taking another sip of wine, he leaned back into a pile of cushions at the back of the carriage and narrowed his eyes in comfort.
Although the ride was just a large boxcar carrying goods in a small caravan, it had a very experienced driver. The axles were fully lubricated and made very little noise when traveling. The docile old horses were familiar with the road.
It is also very familiar, and there are not too many bumps when walking on uneven roads. The goods transported are some soft sheepskin mats and woolen products. More than half of them have been sold on the trade road. The inside of the carriage is very spacious.
The bottom of the buttocks is also covered with a thick layer of handmade carpet, which is soft and soft. It is not an exaggeration to call it a bed.
The sunshine approaching noon shone in through the small window of the carport, and it was warm. Sitting on those cushions, the swaying of the cart became a comfortable experience, as if floating into the clouds, making people feel dizzy.
Sleep...well, actually, from the beginning of the journey to not long ago, Baroque Yeyu has been spending his sleep, but he was lying awake in this place that was more comfortable than the bed, watching the slow scenery outside the caravan window.
The changing scenery and a few sips of fine wine worth a platinum coin and a small barrel are obviously more pleasant.
If there is a bard playing the lute, and a woman with high breasts and a big butt leans next to her... maybe the most comfortable enjoyment in life is nothing more than this, right?
The dwarf thought like this, forgetting about running away from battle for inexplicable reasons and violating the heroic tradition of the dwarves. When you can enjoy it, you still use some weird thoughts to torture yourself, that is a vulgar fool - no
Wrong, a good attitude is the key to a happy life, and it is worth celebrating... Baroque? Not vulgar? Ye Yu narrowed his eyes and picked up the small wine barrel next to him. (Read the text novel to get there'')
On the other side, Edward, the representative of the vulgar, was lowering his gaze and falling on the middle finger of his left hand.
Although he also enjoys the soft slow rocking, Edward does not. He will never be as relaxed as a dwarf - there were too many weird, dangerous, or surprising things in the night that just passed. Well, if you don't straighten out these incidents one by one, you may encounter considerable trouble inadvertently in the future.
The young man stared at the ring body made of fine metal. The facets of the gemstones were shining brightly. It looked exquisite... but it was just exquisite. No matter how you looked at it, it was just a slightly more exquisite shape. ordinary items.
But Edward knew clearly the strangeness of this little thing - not only because no one, including the dwarves nearby, had never discovered the existence of this ring. There was also the miracle caused last night. , and... it was engraved in his mind, a memory that was as profound as if he had experienced it personally, but so distant that it was impossible to estimate its age.
"Artifact...?" He shook his head gently.
He now knows why the magic sword in his hand was easily damaged by a demon last night. No, it should be said that from the beginning, this sword that was randomly placed in the room by a monster was not one of those octopus heads. I made a mistake and let myself get a big bargain.
The reason why it is so powerful is only because of this strange ring in the young man's hand - therefore, the power possessed by this ring is worthy of its name.
An artifact.
Although he has an extremely strong preference for magic, due to the poor way of knowledge circulation in this world, Edward's knowledge of magic items and the like is limited - only a little more than ordinary people.
In fact, magic is no longer as mysterious as imagined in some wealthy areas. {xiaoshuoyd/.com first text} The so-called low-magic items are usually just substitutes for things like oil lamps and fans, used to improve the quality of life. .Most of the real magic items are weapons used for offense and defense. One of the distinctive features is that they have at least one magical power that can be activated. They are also the most common works of mages and alchemists in the world - they can be A wand that stores spells, armor strengthened by magic, and a sharp sword. It may also be just a book containing secrets, or even various props.
Rare magic items already belong to the first level of treasures. The magic on them can be used repeatedly, and to a certain extent, it can even change the balance of power. Some of these exceptionally high-end items are often sung in bard songs. , or even in fantasy. Although there are many legends handed down in the history of a country and a place, only a few are really known to people. They are only among the core members of some big nobles, or the people of a certain king and lord. Having control in your hands is often a symbol of status. (Just read the novel)
Of course, this is just a crude division. After all, the classifications of mages and scholars have been detailed to dozens of levels and dozens of levels. Unfortunately, the various theories of distinction are also diverse and constantly criticizing each other. For ordinary people, there is really no need to memory……
However, those beings named as artifacts...
Or they are not really made by gods, but are often lost in the dust of history, and are controlled by certain churches or great powers established by magic masters. Most of the ancient lost things that can be counted are those in legends.
A powerful person can become the master of a big country by himself, or simply become a real god. No matter what category they are, these artifacts are the stuff of ordinary people's imagination, and they are lucky enough to be able to experience their power.
There are already very few, let alone so-called uses...
Although magical weapons are not common, there have been at least thousands of them in the tens of thousands of years of history of this continent. Even Edward has heard of them from time to time. There are many of them with various magical powers, not to mention a special weapon.
It's a sharp thing. But if it is replaced by a ring that is not a weapon but can exert such power, it is not ordinary.
What's more, this ring should be a clue to a more powerful existence... An item can carry memories and be expressed in such a gorgeous form. The secret must be astonishingly huge.
Big secrets usually mean big trouble.
An artifact falls into the hands of an ordinary person. Such a miracle may only appear in third-rate stories written by bad poets. In the reality of complicated forces, the owner of the artifact must be and will always be a powerful person.
Sage, hero or overlord demon king.
Because those who were lucky enough to obtain these things but did not have the corresponding power have been submerged in the dust of history and disappeared without a trace.
The sober realization made Edward tremble slightly.
Items with great power have unknown but sad pasts. The holder will inevitably encounter a large number of robbers, encounter a mysterious organization with which they had a grudge in the past, and encounter some tragic plots as a result.
...None of these are what he wants. But he obviously can't regret it now, because the ring has been firmly combined with him, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't let it loose from his fingertips.
Every penny.
I wonder if cutting off the finger will solve the problem?
Or luckily, instead of reminding yourself to take over a sector and fly off into the universe...
His thoughts deviated from the original track, so Edward shook his head and mocked the man who had the title of superhero but his family was ruined and his girlfriend was nt
The unlucky civil servant was thrown out of his memory, but he couldn't help but secretly feel grateful for last night's experience - if he had reacted carelessly before, the outcome might not have been like this, he escaped easily, and then embarked on a leisurely journey. (
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Being thrown onto a test bench and decomposed, or being refined into something unexplainable by some magic, is probably a conceivable ending?
When that tool for detecting lies appeared, he was really anxious both internally and externally, and almost lost control on the spot - if the unscrupulous spiritual crystal servant hadn't told him at that time, some kind of method that could block his thoughts.
if.
That is actually one of the telepath's innate abilities. It is called concealment of thoughts. It has a very good effect in combating some spells such as detecting thoughts. However, the unscrupulous spiritual crystal servant has always deliberately not
Mentioned, it seems that he is very happy to feel the anxiety and helplessness in Edward's heart... Therefore, Edward is also very happy to throw him into the space bag and experience the 'happiness' of being unable to communicate with others and unable to perceive everything.
However, this incident also gave Edward more expectations for the power of the soul - after all, at critical moments, the most reliable thing is always the power that is firmly in his own hands.
The effect of mind stabbing has been fully revealed in that battle - the sudden headache felt when chanting a spell is enough to make a spellcaster distorted by his own power. The ability to hide thoughts can make most people with no knowledge of thinking.
The detection has lost its effect, and the energy ray... It is just a power that has just been introduced, and it can already exert such a powerful effect. Things like psychic powers are obviously worthy of the various boasts of the spiritual crystal servant.
But, how can we make this power more substantial?
"Simply put, psychic power is the art of discovering the potential of the mind. Just like the flash of stars, psychic power is the manifestation of the energy of biological consciousness. And the psychic knows how to manipulate the psychic channels to build a magnificent edifice of thought and energy. He knows
Just do it.”
"But I don't know... Is there anything more specific, such as how to awaken those powers?"
"Stupid! Stupid! You should never rely on external forces for some things. Instead, you should focus on your own understanding. What you learn is the most suitable for you! Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
"If you don't know, just say you don't know. What's the point..."
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Recalling a certain conversation he had with the Spirit Crystal Servant before, Edward scratched his head in distress, knowing that he had fallen into an endless loop again.
I can only hope that once I truly enter that legendary place, this knot will be loosened a little bit. (Just read the novel) But this involves another question... How much money do you have left?
?
It should be quite a lot, especially after what happened last night - that priest Qiu, oh, a priest, or a priest... The money was quite generous, but it was very pleasant, two hundred platinum coins, without blinking an eye.
It spilled out in a blink of an eye.
Thinking of this, Edward couldn't help but reach out and touch the gold-inlaid amulet hanging around his neck - the previous piece had already become the prey of those octopus heads, but this time when they met, the Reverend Jude Law casually gave it to him.
One... seems to be even more exquisite than the previous one.
In fact, if we take this opportunity to build some relationship with the other party and let them be responsible for performing the teleportation technique, it wouldn't be a problem to go back and forth to Baiyang Town, right?
Well, actually, maybe you can get more... The church of Lansendre is one of the largest religious organizations in Tuminis, no, on the entire continent. It is even designated in several small countries and many noble territories.
He is orthodox and has extraordinary power, and that Jude Law... Although Edward can't tell the difference between a priest's clothes, but being able to appear on that occasion, he is naturally not an ordinary person, and should be regarded as a fairly indestructible backer.
But from the beginning to the end, Edward didn't intend to have too much dealings with the other party - maybe it was because he was nervous after experiencing strange things, but he felt that the priest looked at him with... something strange.
element, so as soon as he got the chance, he found an excuse to run away - of course, it was not that his dark and thin appearance had any special appeal, it was just that the other party's solicitation was too enthusiastic.
As for whether all this was because of his own ability... Edward would never overestimate his own power. Before, he believed that the priest really admired him, but after being involved in such a big matter,
Now, he can't guarantee whether the other party's intentions are so pure.
If your strength is weak, then it is best not to get too close to a certain organization. Otherwise, you will only become a resource for the other party.
Just focus on your own resources.
Two hundred platinum coins sounded like a lot, but half of them belonged to the dwarves, and now, the sword he had the most hope of converting into coins had turned into a pile of scrap metal - of course, luckily he found
Early, otherwise it might be a bigger trouble in the future. Edward didn't want to become an active criminal of fraud. After all, the security in magic shops on this continent was worse than those in the big shopping malls in his memory.
What's more, they also have the power of life and death against thieves and liars.
Fortunately, this night of busyness and adventure was not in vain - although the mage's robe was not obtained, the two rings that Edward had confiscated from him seemed to be good magic items.
That belt is also a pretty good thing. I don’t know what kind of Warcraft leather it is made of, but it is extremely flexible and light. After hanging on the body, there is a scroll box hanging on the side of the leg, a material bag, and a wider and softer cover.
Even Edward's appearance is not much different from that of a spell caster.
And after looking carefully, there is actually a small bag with space magic attached to it - the space inside is not as wide as Edward's space bag, but it is not a problem to put some small things, such as daggers, change, etc.
of.
However, now, what is placed in that space is a book.
A big golden book looks particularly different - not only are the front and back covers equipped with gold hinges and clasps, but there is also a large gleaming golden lock hanging on it.
At the first glance of this book, Edward was already secretly happy.
A mage must have a magic book to prepare spells, and copying magic in it requires the same price as copying a scroll. Therefore, in the eyes of a mage, a magic book copied by someone else is also a valuable magic item. Of course, in the heart
Surprise was a surprise, he didn't open it randomly - the time and place were not right now, not to mention I heard that some mages would put vicious curses in their magic books to make those who read them without permission
People are deaf and blind, and become crazy.
The gradually stagnant shaking made Edward wake up from his thoughts.
The scenery outside the window gradually settled on a street composed of several rows of houses... The morning had passed, and the caravan had probably arrived at a small transit village.
The hunter took a long stretch. Although he chose the most comfortable car to drive, he still inevitably felt some joint pain after staying in a small space for a long time. He glanced at the dwarf who had begun to snore.
He shook his head and jumped out of the carriage.
This is a small town. But because it is close to the main city of Tuminis, it is quite prosperous. The hunter did a few simple stretching exercises beside the carriage and watched the merchants and servants taking care of the drinking horses in an orderly manner.
, feeding food, and trading some necessities of life with the local villagers, he suddenly missed the small town that was thousands of miles away.
Homesick?
He shook his head.
For him, Baiyang Town is actually just a place where he has lived for a long time. Whether it is the old house that is often immersed in the sound of banging, or the father who is as cold as pig iron in this life, they will only let him
In the midst of familiarity, he felt something strange...or what really made him miss was the dozens of square meters among the buildings in another world. Those two people kept working hard for him.
Talking about his naughtiness, his studies, his salary, and his lifelong events, all the way to the person with gray hair.
But all of this seems too far away, out of reach. No matter how powerful it is, it is difficult to touch...
Hey!
Being immersed in some long-lasting memories, the hunter's senses seemed to be a little dulled by this, so when he was in a daze, he suddenly remembered a small voice in his ears. At the same time, there was a movement of his body.
Bring the news!
The hunter was shocked!
There were carriages to his side and in front of him, and not far to the left was a pile of wooden barrels, so he reflexively turned around - only to bump into the figure that was rushing towards him!
It was extremely dangerous to be thrown into the arms of his opponent, so without thinking, he grabbed one of the opponent's palms, turned over suddenly, pressed the opponent under his body, and held the opponent tightly with one hand
neck, press the opponent's shoulder with your elbow...
Wait... It's not surprising that the opponent is a little too slender and thin, but forget about this fragrance and softness... What's going on with this suppressed whimpering, as if crying?
"Why are you here?"
The delicate face so close at hand made Edward stunned for a moment, then he let go of the hand that was holding the other person's throat in a fit of laughter, and then got up at a loss, listening to the howling sound in his ears, and resisted the little boy who was looking at his head.
Xiaofenquan, he turned his gaze to the figure standing not far away with hands hanging down, and spoke helplessly.
"I think I saw you by chance, so the lady wants to give you a surprise... I'm sorry, Mr. Edward, I was negligent..."
The half-elf changed from the posture of nervously preparing to rush to the rescue, and scratched his head in confusion: "Actually, I also want to ask, Sir Edward, why did you come to our caravan?
"
"Your caravan?"
"Well, to be precise, it is the caravan of the Lenobili family. The Lenobili family has been doing business for eight generations. One-third of the caravans around Romandy basically belong to them..."
"Damn bastard mercenary, fool Edward! You... you pay for my clothes! My elbows are bruised! I want to kill you, in the name of my aunt, the void goddess of all things, I must kill you...
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"Damn it! Who made you pounce on me suddenly? How do I know... Oh! Damn it, you are such a puppy! Stop talking!"
The half-elf's response was quickly interrupted by a nervous expression, and he hurried forward to help - his young lady was already attached to Edward. And the connecting parts were Edward's ears and her teeth!
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