After leaving the archives, Bing Zhixie thought about it all the way. Now he can confirm that there was such a thing in Tubat volcano, which is also the Guzangusi River Basin, and there was such an ancient magician. However, as far as what is known now
, there are still no clues, and the Dark Compass is not mentioned in the files recording this incident from beginning to end.
As she was walking, the aroma of wheat and milk wafted into Bing Zhixie's nose. She turned around and saw that it was a bakery. Only then did Bing Zhixie remember that she hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.
He looked at the clock in a nearby store and said, "It's already four o'clock. It's time for dinner in a little while, so feel free to eat whatever you want." He walked into the bakery and said, "Boss, buy two loaves of bread."
"Which kind do you want?" The boss held a plate of freshly baked bread and arranged it one by one.
Bing Zhixie looked at it and said, "Brown bread."
"Big or small?"
Bing Zhixie said: "Small, two." (Author: White bread is very nutritious, but the blood sugar content of white bread is higher than that of white sugar. On the contrary, black bread is more suitable for people with high blood sugar.)
The boss wrapped two pieces of hot black bread in oil paper bags: "Here, a total of six silver coins."
"I also want a cup of hot milk." Bing Zhixie put his hand into his pocket to get the money, but was scratched by something. When he took it out, he saw that it was the small piece of the three-headed python's slough.
He casually found a stone chair under the shade of a tree and sat down. While eating bread, Bing Zhixie looked at the snake slough in his hand. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly realized that the snake slough was still very new: "Hey, it's strange, Clo
Yi said that the last time they encountered three-headed flaming pythons was not long after the eruption of Tubat volcano, but this snake slough doesn't look like something from a year or two ago." Because I was thinking about Sufina, I never thought about it.
Notice this. But it doesn't matter, since we have left Tubat volcano anyway.
In the evening, while having dinner, Alice happily talked about learning to fly an airship today.
Hullington asked: "Isn't there no ready-made airship there? How do you learn?"
"You're so stupid. They have a model that imitates the cockpit. It's actually quite simple. You can learn it once you learn it."
"Okay, I'm stupid." Hullington asked again: "Then what did your master, Bing Zhixie, do today?"
"I went to the archives to check information for a day."
Hurlington said: "No way! You're such a boring kid. You only do serious things every day. In addition to asking for information, you just stay in the house and read magic books. There is no entertainment at all. Don't you think it's too boring?
Sometimes you should go to fun places and have fun. You see, I am still 'working' during the day and can still play at night."
Alice had always been opposed to Hullington, but this time she heard his last words and nodded in agreement.
"I have my own way of life, don't impose your thoughts on me." Bing Zhixie waved her hand and called the waiter: "Another chicken rice."
"Hey, Master, what happened to your hand?" Alice saw a wound on Bing Zhixie's hand.
Bing Zhixie took a look and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I was scratched by the scales on the snake."
"Master, haven't you thrown away that piece of snake scale yet?"
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The next day, in the giant bird's manufacturing factory, Alice learned how to drive an airship, but she was thinking about her master Bing Zhixie.
Kester taught for a while, and when he saw her like this, he asked, "Alice, what's wrong with you? You studied very well yesterday, why are you so absent-minded today?"
Alice shook her head and said nothing.
"Take a rest." Kester sat on the toolbox next to him and asked again: "Are you worried about anything? Tell me and maybe I can help you."
"Well, I'll tell you." Alice sat next to him and said, "Actually, it's not my own business, it's my master's."
"That boy with white hair?"
"Well." Alice said: "My master has a... friend. I feel that master cares about her very much, but they are now separated in two places. When master celebrated his birthday some time ago, that woman sent a very good letter
I gave my Master a birthday gift. Master didn’t say anything at that time, but I felt that Master must be missing that person. Last night I saw Master looking at the birthday gift in a daze, but because we were going to travel around the world, Master felt that
I will never see her again, so I want to forget what happened in the past, but I know that my master still cares about her very much."
"So that's what happened." Kester said, "But this is your master's emotional problem, so what's the use of worrying about it?"
Alice said: "You don't know, my master is a very closed person. He won't care about anyone casually, so I don't want to see him lose this relationship. I want to help him."
"Then what can you do?"
Alice said: "My master said that these days are her birthday, so I want to pretend to be my master and send her a gift."
Kester said: "Isn't it wrong for you to do this? This must be your master's private matter. If you do this rashly, you may make him angry."
"It's okay, I'm not worried about him being angry with me. My master always talks harshly, but in fact he cares about me very much. I know this." Alice frowned again: "It's just that I don't know what to give.
Good, I can express Master's feelings. I can't write a letter, and I'm worried about it now."
Kester said: "The flower that best expresses care and love here is the Blood Flame Flower, which represents eternal pursuit and passion."
"Ah, no, no, it's not this. That person is a teacher from the college, my master's teacher, not the one you think." Alice explained quickly.
"It's okay." Kester said: "Blood flame flowers express care, intimacy and love. Although they are mostly given to lovers, they can also be given to relatives and teachers. Children here also give blood flames during festivals.
Give these flowers to your mother to express your love for her."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Is that so? Hey, this Blood Flame Flower sounds like a good name. The person my master cares about happens to be a fire magician.
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Kester said: "The representative pattern of the Blood Flame Flower is the passionate flame."
"That's great, I'll buy it later." Alice said happily.
"If you want to buy it, you may not be able to buy it."
"Why?"
Kester said: "Blood flame flowers only grow inside volcanoes. They are a food that some fire-loving monsters like to eat. They are not often sold in flower markets. Occasionally, some people will pick them up after they encounter them when they go down to the volcano.
And this kind of flower is as difficult to preserve as a flame. Once it leaves the volcano, the flower will wither and wither in an environment where the temperature is lower than 270 degrees. If most people want to preserve it, they will use fire magic crystal to create a box specifically to hold it.
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"Inside the volcano? I've been there a few days ago, but why didn't I see the flower you mentioned?" Alice thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, since there is one, I must get it. I'll go there later.
I’ll look for it at the flower market on the street. If it’s not found, I’ll go to Tubat Volcano.”
Kester was startled: "If you want to go to Tubat volcano, that's not possible. Most people don't dare to go there."
Alice smiled and said: "It's okay, I've already been there once. Look, I'm sitting next to you now. And I'm not crazy enough to go there alone. Those horned demons were very capable last time.
I was beaten so badly that the self-destruction almost killed me, and my injuries haven’t healed yet. I won’t go without safety guarantees.”
Kester also laughed: "You are really brave. You dare to go again after being injured once."
Alice pointed at herself with her thumb: "I am a warrior. How can I survive on the battlefield if I lose my courage and fighting consciousness."