Beautiful handwriting snaked out on the paper. Cerira exclaimed and reached out to touch the letter paper.
As soon as his fingertips touched it, the handwriting suddenly retracted and disappeared, as if it was frightened.
The two looked at each other in shock. After a moment of silence, Cerira retracted her finger, Gretel coughed, and cast the spell again.
The magic light fell, and perhaps he could feel his aura alone, and the writing on the paper once again filled the air.
This time Cerira didn't dare to reach out and touch it. She lay on the table, put her head over her head, and read silently with Gretel. After a closer look, both of them noticed something strange.
The writing on the paper is not in common language, nor is it one of the languages on the mainland, nor is it the magical language that Gretel learned when he first learned about magic. It is beautiful and round, with many vine-like decorations.
At first glance, it is fresh, yet extraordinarily gorgeous and unique.
"It's elven writing!"
Cerela was slightly startled and turned to look at Gretel. She had learned elf literature - even if she hadn't, it wouldn't be difficult to throw a [Language Proficient] on the scene. However, Gretel's mother left
The letter is actually in elven writing?
Under the light of illumination, Grete's eyes were lowered, and there was no emotion or anger on his face. His lips moved and he continued to read silently:
"When you read this letter, my mother has returned to Yongju Island. I am very sorry that I cannot raise you personally, but my relatives have found me and want to take me back home..."
The following story is very plain, and can even be said to be a bit cliché. An elf traveling abroad falls in love with the young son of a noble in the north, and they are in love with each other.
Elves are not allowed to exist under the rule of the Glorious Holy See. Even if the woman is willing to hide her appearance, the danger is still great if her flaws are revealed. They had no choice but to leave their homeland together and come to the Kingdom of Kent, where the Glorious Holy See has less power and is more friendly to foreign races.
Fortunately, the man was not valued in the family and was far away. After leaving, contact was lost. I thought I could spend my whole life in peace, but who knew that Grete's mother's tribe came to visit and insisted on taking her back...
Judging from the results, it was probably like beating a mandarin duck with a stick, and the arm did not twist the thigh.
Gretel read on without saying a word. His face seemed to be wearing a mask, without any expression.
Serila stared at him for a long time, then carefully touched the edge of his palm:
"Gretel?"
"Ah...ah?" Gretel suddenly came back to his senses:
"I'm fine...Don't worry, I'm really fine. I just didn't expect...my life experience turns out to be like this..."
Cerira remained silent and kept staring at him with bright eyes. Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, half turned around, sat across the table from her, and slowly recalled:
"My mother disappeared when I was very young. I followed my father and grew up eating a lot of food. I sewed and mended, washed and washed, and was surrounded by aunts and ladies. When I was less than ten years old, my father died in the war.
Only these are left..."
A house, a set of armor, and a small amount of savings that was enough for the original person to grow up safely. There was also a box of books, and he taught the original person how to read and write before he was alive.
Everything is different. If the original father was a noble son, everything would make sense.
As for which family the original father belonged to? How powerful was it, where was the fiefdom, and what title was it? Gretel was not interested at all.
Not to mention that it was the original father's family and had nothing to do with him. The Rhine Kingdom was deep in the continent, east of the Brolin Kingdom, so he went crazy and ran there!
Wouldn’t it be great to be a magician? Wouldn’t it be great to be a doctor?
It was his original mother's life experience that surprised him. Gretel stretched out his hand and touched his neck, pulling and pulling, and pulled out a small pendant:
Light green, water drop shape, neither gold nor jade, nor wood nor stone. Of course, it is definitely not plastic, resin, silicone or anything like that.
He couldn't see it at the time, and with his current eyesight, he still can't see it. Maybe, after returning to Nevis, he should go to the parliamentary exchange and go around the warehouse of the Department of Change to broaden his knowledge?
"I remember - I don't know who told me, but I have this paragraph in my memory - this is what she left behind..."
Cerela glanced over in surprise. From the beginning of reading the letter to now, Gretel has been in a daze and thought, but there is no sadness or sadness.
The calmer Grete became, the more worried she became. But she didn't dare to ask questions directly, so she had to go around and look at the pendant:
"Hey, this is..."
It was hard to tell at a glance. She stretched out her hand to Gretel:
"Can you show it to me?"
Gretel leaned forward and put the pendant in her hand. The silver dragon girl squeezed it, rubbed it, pinched it, and barely bit it with her teeth. She still couldn't tell what material it was made of.
With the induction of mental power, we can make judgments:
"This is good stuff!"
Little Princess Yuehui is a treasure of the Silver Dragon Clan. She has seen quite a lot of good things in her own treasure house and her aunt's treasure house. But this pendant is still worthy of her praise:
"The life force inside is very strong. It's very small, but very strong. Gretel, look at what this is for?"
The pendant was also mentioned in the letter. It didn’t say what it was or how useful it was. I only mentioned it earnestly at the end of the letter:
"The map to Yongju Island is engraved in this pendant. After you reach level ten, you can touch it with your spiritual power and you can see everything...
love you mom
Eluni Emmagil”
Gretel cast his gaze into the darkness. Emma Gil means "jewel flower" in the Elvish language. Based on his limited understanding of the elves, the status of the family with this surname should be very high.
Level ten? Only when you reach level ten can you be qualified to go to the elven settlement?
"Hey, you're so stingy. It takes me level ten to let you know the map." Cerela wrinkled her nose on the side:
"Isn't it Yongju Island? Although it's a little far away, on the other side of the New World, it's not hard to find... Gretel, if you want to go, I'll go home tomorrow and ask how to get there!"
It's just a place where elves live. Why can't she know the dragon clan when she looks at it? It means that she usually doesn't pay attention to it. It's impossible for the elders in the family not to know!
"Ah, no need." Seeing that she was unhappy, Grete laughed instead. He took the pendant from the silver dragon girl's hand and hung it back on his neck. He looked at the angry little princess with warm eyes:
"I'm not in a hurry to go anyway. I'll tell you if I want to go after I'm level ten!"
Well, the world is so big, I want to see it too. Magicians of level 10 or above can go everywhere. Maybe then, I will want to see the scenery of the elf settlement?
"Now, let's think about how to convince Uncle Karen to perform surgery on little Avril..."
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