Just when a group of people were hesitating, I suddenly felt an elemental movement around me. Just in case, I pulled out my dagger and closed my eyes to sense the flow of elements. A stream of water elements mixed with wind elements slowly moved over the cliff.
They gather in the middle to form a belt of elements.
Sibal suddenly grabbed me and pointed to the opposite side and shouted: "Mr. Henmo, look, there seems to be a person opposite!"
The wind was strong now, and it was carrying snowflakes and was raging between the cliffs. I squinted my eyes and set up a pergola with my hands, and looked in the direction Sibal pointed. Behind the thick wind and snow, there seemed to be a person raising his hands towards here.
Soon, a bridge made of ice and snow appeared out of thin air in the middle of the cliff. Laura, who was afraid of heights, came to me, pulled me and said timidly: "Henmo, we are not going to walk across here, are we? This is too scary.
If the bridge collapses, we will have to answer here."
The person on the other side is unclear about whether we are the enemy, and they don't show up early or late, but they show up when we need them most. If it is a group of scum like the evil mage, then we really have no way to survive.
Perhaps the mage opposite guessed what we were thinking. He stepped onto the ice bridge and walked steadily towards us. When he came closer, he stood on the bridge, bowed slightly and saluted: "Don't panic, I am Mei Te."
The owner of the Forgotten Land in Mount Monte - Malik's steward, Kujin, told me to wait for you here for a long time."
The visitor's voice was elegant and simple, but his face was only about twenty years old. He was wearing a gray cloth robe. He was dressed like a wandering poet who appeared on time before Christmas in Inverness every year.
They smell like beggars - even though they claim to be erudite poets or wise scholars.
Although Laura among the three of us is well-informed, the sudden appearance of such a weirdo in this deserted corner would make everyone suspicious.
The man who called himself Kujin saw us standing there, fully alert, and just smiled and said: "Malik knows that you are here for clues about Mr. Sok Olvia, and Mr. Henmo is now
He is wanted by the Magician Association. Although this is Metamont Mountain, it’s hard to say whether there will be other people risking their lives to do something small for money. What do you think?"
"This Malik knows exactly where we are coming from, so he sent this Kujin to greet us. Since we know about Sok Olvia, we believe him for the time being." I told Laura my thoughts.
With Sibal, they don't have any good options now, and this Kujin is gentle and polite, and doesn't look like a bad person.
So I stepped forward and saluted, and when I was about to introduce myself, Kukin stopped me and said, "You are Henmo Cullinan, son of Seavey Cullinan, descendant of Gaines Cullinan, and the two following,
One is a descendant of Julio Hurley, Laura Hurley, and the other is a descendant of the legendary blacksmith Maury Abros, Sibal Abros. Guys, please come with me."
This Ku Jin really knows everything. He found out the details of several of us. Either he is a god or a stick. As of now, there is no other way. So Ku Jin takes the lead.
, led us across the ice bridge cautiously.
When he reached the other side, Kujin walked to a snow-covered stone slab and waved with one hand. The snow was instantly swept away by a gust of wind, revealing the magic symbols on the ground.
"Teleportation array?!" I murmured to myself. Kujin heard my words and cast an approving look and said, "Mr. Henmo is really not that simple. He actually knows the teleportation array."
After being praised by him, I touched my head in embarrassment. Then Kujin said: "You three, please stand in the middle of the formation. It's best to hold hands."
After we stood up, Kujin clasped his hands upside down in front of his chest, and then made a triangular handprint. The teleportation array on the ground seemed to be echoed, and gradually glowed with bright blue light. The surrounding wind and snow became stronger and stronger. I tried to suppress it.
A voice roared through the blizzard: "You must hold on tight, don't throw up!"
"What?" Before Sibal could finish asking, we were swept up by a gust of wind and snow, and we were like dead leaves in the wind. I experienced the power of this teleportation array twice, so I was familiar with the road, relaxed and let it take us wherever it took us.
But Laura and Sibal couldn't. As soon as they landed, they lay on the ground and vomited.
I stood firmly on the ground, and Ku Jin patted my back appreciatively. I explained: "I have experienced this twice before, so I am used to it."
Without saying anything else, he led the way. I helped Laura and Sibal clean up and followed. Only then did I start to carefully observe the surrounding environment. The top of the mountain was extremely flat, and the surrounding area was covered with snow.
From a distance, it seems to have merged with the clouds. On the top of the flat mountain, a path paved with ice bricks leads to a shining golden castle in front.
Sibal wiped his mouth and sighed: "I didn't expect that there is a castle made of gold on this mountain! It's really eye-opening!"
Laura expressed a different opinion: "I don't think this is made of gold, but like reflected sunlight, but what kind of brick wall can create this effect?"
I looked at the castle and asked, "Mr. Culkin, is this castle made of ice bricks?"
Kujin nodded and introduced us to this castle. This castle is called the Forgotten Land. It was built by the magicians who fled to the top of Mount Metmont led by Merlin's younger brother. The name of the Forgotten Land also tells them about themselves.
, when you come here, you have to forget all your previous life and find your own direction again here.
As for why ice bricks were used to make the outer walls of the castle, Kujin was not sure.
Walking all the way to the ice castle, Laura asked curiously: "Mr. Butler, why haven't we seen anyone yet?"
Kujin pointed to the surrounding rooms and said: "Miss Laura, because the weather here is cold, unless there is a real need, everyone will live in the room and rarely come out for activities. Only when the carols are forgotten, everyone will be in Malik
Under the leadership, we gathered in the front hall to recall our past lives and exchange our emotions. But now most of the rooms are vacant because the number of magicians in the Forgotten Land is getting smaller and smaller."
I actually have a lot of questions, but I want to ask Malik in person after I see him in person.
After Kujin led us to a huge hall, he retreated and the door was closed. This hall was like the hall of the opera house that travelers said, with many seats and a stage for performances directly in front.
, and in the front row seat, a rickety figure sat there alone, looking at the empty stage.
Laura, Sibal, and I exchanged glances, walked forward slowly, and walked behind the old man. An old but extremely powerful voice rang out: "Henmo, magic child, you are finally here."
The old man stood up slowly with a cane. Seeing that he was moving slowly, Laura took the initiative to help the old man up. The old man smiled kindly at Laura and said, "Thank you, kind little Laura."
Then, he slowly walked up to Sibal, stretched out his withered hand to touch his face, and said with some excitement: "I didn't expect to see people from the Ebros family. Thank God."
As he spoke, tears flowed from the old man's sunken eye sockets.