Ms. Thrandis's expression changed slightly. She hesitated for a while and nodded to the knight-to-be: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Knight-to-be. The weather is really nice today."
"..."
Her daughter also greeted Griffith happily: "Hello, big brother, the fertility rate has dropped again this year, dropped again!"
…
"You can't talk like that!" Galadia watched Ms. Thrandis and her daughter leave with an embarrassed look on her face. She turned around and grabbed Griffith and whispered, "You are a human, it's up to you to say this.
"Because you don't have fertility problems, you say that as if you can do it for us," Galadia pinched him hard, "Think about it carefully, ugh, it's really nasty! Ms. Thrandis is beautiful
And noble, you, hey, what should you do~"
Really, really embarrassed. Griffith touched the tip of his nose and lowered his head.
"Really, why do you say that?" Galadia rubbed her long hair and muttered, "We are different..."
The air was silent for a moment.
Miss Elf's movement of rubbing her head suddenly stopped, and she seemed to see thunder and lightning flashing on Griffith's head.
"I, that's not what I meant..." Galadia was a little flustered, her eyes wandering and not daring to look into the knight's eyes, "I mean, the situations of elves and humans are different, and we need to think about each other.
"
The meaning of this sentence is actually similar to the previous sentence.
The two of them were like walking on a single-plank bridge across the valley. If they made the slightest mistake, they would fall. There were traps and taboos on both sides.
Seeing that the two of them were already standing on the precipice of the quarrel, Griffith fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a notebook, and wrote with a pen: "I will review and sum up my experience in the future work and life."
Learn lessons, conscientiously study and implement Canaanite customs and etiquette, and conduct self-criticism based on reality..."
"Where did you learn all these endless cliches?" The girl smiled and patted him on the arm.
"How can you call it a cliche? These are all corrective measures that will be implemented in action." The prospective knight shook his head repeatedly and turned back in his notebook to a page full of itinerary. "Next, I heard that Canaan
The farm and the Great Rift Valley are very interesting, no, they are worthy of field investigation~”
…
When dusk falls, Canaan is lit up by crystalline gentle light. The gem-like hangings and crystals hanging on the buildings and treetops bloom with pure light. The white jade-like streets are steaming with light blue light, and during the day
The splendid city has turned into a quiet holy land of pale blue. The occasional singing of orioles and nightingales makes the place peaceful and beautiful. Snowflake-like illusory light flakes fall from the treetops and eaves, flying among the pearl and jade pendants, like
Just like a fairy tale.
Griffith has been playing here for a whole day, but he is still attracted by this unimaginable scenery.
Canaan was indeed bathed in smoke-free light just like the legend said.
"This is the light of psychic crystals. The larger ones are suspended in the magic matrix and charge the nearby small crystals. They can not only illuminate, but also drive many magic items." Galadia walked side by side with him, as always.
Not walking in a straight line, pushing him off the humanoid path from time to time.
She raised her hand and stroked the light blue light mist, adding a bit of mystery to her beauty: "This is the huge underground magic energy network all over Canaan that transmits magic power to various nodes. The light mist is the diffuse energy and air
Diffraction phenomenon after the action of particles in the medium.”
Although I couldn't understand it, it made people feel that it was very powerful. Griffith smelled it and found that there was no other smell except the fragrance in the air: "What is diffused is loss, right? The energy consumption of supplying the whole city must be staggering!"
"
"Who knows," the girl spread her hands, "Our energy is infinite and we don't care about losing this little bit. The eternally glorious Kingdom of God on earth is not for nothing!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the bright light like a sea of stars flickered for a moment, and then suddenly became brighter.
Before Griffith could ask what was going on, the entire block suddenly fell into silent darkness, with no trace of lighting or haze.
Griffith, who had been taught the lesson before, remained silent and even looked forward to it. He felt that this must be some important event, maybe it was arranged by Galadia, and she was preparing to give him a surprise in the dark!
After about five minutes, the light returned again, and everything was as normal, as if nothing had happened.
Miss Elf rubbed the ends of her hair next to her ears, with a bit of embarrassment on her face: "Yes, that's it. Recently, I heard that there is some malfunction in the magic power transmission pipeline. This will happen in a short time..."
"oh--"
Griffith didn't ask anything in detail. In this beautiful blue and white night scene, he was in a very good mood, and he even looked forward to whether something would happen if he stayed in the dark.
Galadia silently led him to the temple of the Starlight Goddess where human visitors stayed.
This is a temple that guides and protects travelers. From the main function point of view, it is also a unique hotel in Canaan. Like other elven facilities, you do not need to pay a single centime for accommodation and food. All humans who come to Canaan should
Rest and stay here or in a similar place. If you want to stay at the sponsor's home, you need to declare in advance.
There are high domes, dark oak wall panels and two-person-high floor-to-ceiling windows. There is also a pleasant cool breeze in the air, making guests feel more comfortable.
The person in charge was a half-elf. He registered the prospective knight's identity information and gave him a room on the second floor.
"It's so convenient~" Griffith sincerely admired this place where you can do anything for free, then turned to Galadia and asked, "Would you like to come up and sit down?"
Miss Elf was stunned for a moment, her face as red as the sunset. She whispered "See you tomorrow" and ran away with a squeak.
…
The temple is beautiful, but the appearance of the building is a bit weird, mixing many different architectural styles. The strong base of the temple is deeply embedded in the limestone on the river bank, just like a bulldozed castle. On the base
Beautiful stone covers three floors of spacious and bright rooms.
It is built on the edge of the limestone cliff and the elven residential area. From the second-floor window, you can see the spiers of the Nebula Temple and the pleasing dome of the Archon's Residence in the distance. The terrace on the other side can have a bird's eye view of the valley and the valley in the distance.
A vast farm.
The furnishings in the room are very elegant, with flower-decorated window panes outlining the exquisite shapes. The white fir and oak floors are covered with fine wool carpets. The bathroom is completely paved with white porcelain. The washbasin, bathtub and floor are all white and smooth.
.
However, this place is different from the outside. The light that does not require candlelight and lamp oil cannot be brought into the room. On the table in front of the window is an oil lamp that humans are accustomed to using. There is a bookshelf next to the not-so-large bed, on which are neatly placed human items.
Elvish history and songs written in Chinese.
Griffith leaned on the bed in a relaxed mood, took out a book and started reading.
The history of the founding of Canaan looks like a fairy tale. The supreme gods came to the world, brought eternal fire and knowledge, and bestowed blessings on their descendants, the elves.
This book looked particularly tiring. It had complex clauses, grand parallelism, elusive wording and endless classical humanistic nonsense. Griffith read it for a long time, then summarized it and found that the book said nothing, and the history of Canaan was turned over and over again.
That's that short section.
The contents of the other books are a bit scary. The elves who have just established their home are attacked by cannibal trolls. They hide in dense forests and darkness, attack farms and cities, and capture elves for evil sacrifices.
The trolls are so crazy that they are almost terrifying. They gradually find that girls can please the evil gods better. They capture some every year, take them to the top of the altar, and inject evil into the girls with twisted dances and flute sounds. The elf girls become
Those vessels of the terrifying gods wandering in the wilderness, the volcanoes in the distance will erupt with flames, and the evil gods express their joy and satisfaction in this way.
These stories are too obscure and general, and the details of evil gods and sacrifices are not mentioned at all.
Griffith thought it was a translation problem at first, but after carefully reading the original text with a dictionary, he found that the author clearly intended to make it obscure and difficult to understand, and the original version was also incomprehensible.
The text is full of horrifying descriptions, and the narrative is fragmented, and the fear, sin, and obscure hemming and hawing make things even more horrifying. The trolls living near Canaan are a group of hereditary demons who live in
In the shimmering caves, purity is defiled, animals covered in filth are raised, and their blood, gelatin and organs are fed.
In the end, the trolls were defeated by the God's Favorite and their allies, and could no longer launch sneak attacks in the darkness.
The protagonists of the story are the elves led by Villanoy, Sylph, Undine, Salamandis, Norman, Hades, and Amon. They have obtained light, wind, water, fire, and earth.
The favor of the seven powers of darkness and spirit.
These seven powers are generally slightly consistent with the six normal states of fire, ice, thunder, air, light, and darkness in dust crystals. It may be that the names and classifications of different civilizations are different. Griffith compared it and felt that the wind
The reference to thunder may be similar, but the expression is different; in addition, the earth and spiritual power are not reflected in the dust crystal.
With the blessing of mysterious power, the elves destroyed the troll fortresses and armies, driving them into remote swamps and deep forests. The trolls once built many cities in the vast world. But the differences between elves and humans
The rise destroyed their civilization. Although they were powerful and brave, their affinity and understanding of magic were far from being comparable to that of elves and humans, so defeat was inevitable.
The golden empire of the trolls was destroyed in the flames of war, civilization was cut off, and cities were destroyed one after another. The tribes retreated to distant mountains and forests, and even succumbed to the power of the orcs and became warriors and priests of their armies. There were only a few gods.
Ancient and broken knowledge is still passed down in the temple stronghold.
These histories are recorded in general magic and archeology textbooks. Although they are very old, they are widely disseminated.
The history after that becomes clearer.
"Humans became allies of the elves, and together they spent the turbulent second half of the First Age." That's it.
Griffith turned the page and discovered that there was a story about the Second Age.
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Hey! What about the second half of the First Era? Who tore out the middle story? Griffith was so angry at the shameless fragmentation that he jumped out of bed, didn't even sleep, and looked through other books.
See if there is a description.
The elves didn't pay much attention to that period of history, and occasionally briefly mentioned a few of the terrible wars that took place at that time, and they were even more precious about words about humans.