book of old days

Chapter 34 The Omen Dream
Sean looked at the majestic temple in front of him in a daze. The temple was built of huge stones and was more than ten meters high. There were statues of deer, bears, goshawks and ravens standing under the eaves.

Although it still looks magnificent, this majestic temple is obviously dilapidated now, showing a decadent and decaying atmosphere everywhere.

The mottled walls, the stone pillars with only half of them left, and the thick door with a crack in it all tell all of this.

Why are you here?He thought a little strangely, what kind of place is this place?

At this time, a burst of singing came out from the dim hall.

Through the crack on the thick wooden door, one can see the faint fire flickering in the dark hall, which does not give people a warm feeling, but rather like a ghostly fire in a cemetery, vaguely, but the flame still attracted Xiao En. Attention, it seems that there is something waiting for him there, a kind of fate that is destined to come, drives him to step forward to find out.

He took a few steps forward and stepped on the ancient moss-covered stone steps. The singing gradually became clear. It was a hymn to the warriors, sung in the language of the Nords. Sean did not He doesn't know Nord, and he hasn't even heard it a few times, but at this time he can clearly hear the meaning of the singing.

"Hey, hey, Nord warriors are courageous."

"Hey, hey, the long sword and battle ax are shining coldly."

"Don't be afraid of the fire of the giant dragon, and don't be afraid of the lies of the devil."

"Go to the high mountain, enter the deep sea, and spread the name of my Lord Aumwe."

"Step into the battlefield, stain the shield with blood, sing the name of Aum, spread my name."

The singing was mesmerizing, as if countless people were singing loudly together.

An impulse grew in Xiao En's heart. He wanted to join the chorus, sit by the fire, drink and eat meat, and cut off the heads of his enemies. He was as fearless as a battlefield.

He walked to the door and was about to push the door when a white light suddenly appeared behind him.

He turned his head, and in the vast starry sky, there was a white star shining. Somehow, the light came to his eyes. The star was dim, and the outline of a woman could be vaguely seen emerging from it.

"You shouldn't have gone in." The woman said with a sigh.

The singing voice in his ears became louder and louder, as if calling for him to join, Xiao En hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but push the door open.

"You shouldn't have gone in there."

He woke up suddenly from the dream.

Hoo, hoo, hoo!Sean gasped loudly, in front of him was the wooden ceiling, he stared at the goshawk pattern on the wood, and it took a while to realize where he was.

Here is Nordforsen, the nameless manor in the Valley of Oaks, his new home.

It had been a week since he moved in, but Sean still hadn't fully gotten used to his current life. Occasionally, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would mistakenly think that he was still living in his own apartment in Sword Castle.

He didn't think that apartment was his home at first, but at this time, in the old mansion deep in the desolate valley of Nord, listening to the whistling wind coming from the window, that ordinary apartment also made people feel at this time. He felt nostalgic.

Sean sighed, opened the curtains and looked out of the window. Through the rough-edged glass window, he could see the birch forest in the valley rustling by the wind, dimly shadowed under the white moonlight, with a desolate look. beauty.

The moonlight outside the window was shining in, white eyes were bright, the sound of the howling wind and the rustling of leaves were intertwined, and he lay down again amidst the sound.

Pulling the fur covering his body, Sean closed his eyes.

His mind was still running slowly.

That dream was obviously not a nightmare, but for some reason, it made his heart tense, and he felt inexplicably heavy and sad, as if it was some kind of omen.

That temple was very strange in his dream, but when he thought of it now, it reminded him of the reliefs of the gods on the wall.

He wondered if it was because he drank the spiritual water that his spirit had undergone some kind of sharp transformation, so that he could sense the ancient gods that had long been forgotten.

Or maybe he just thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. Speaking of which, when he first saw the statue on the building, he was indeed a little touched.

Sean didn't think for too long, and soon fell asleep again, as if the heroic singing sounded in his ears again.

Sean woke up early the next morning.

It has been a week since he moved here, and he has completely bid farewell to all entertainment. Although he was very boring in Sword Castle, he still had a lot of books to read, and he could go to pubs and theaters, or find a few friends. Play cards together and chat freely.

However, in this remote town, in this uninhabited valley, there are only trees and wild animals as companions, which makes his work and rest schedule surprisingly healthy, going to bed every day when it gets dark, and waking up when it's dawn.

Putting on clothes and wrapping in a fur coat, the first thing he did after getting up was to light the fireplace in the living room.

The climate in this deep mountain is very cold, and the thick outer walls of the mansion can't keep out the cold. Every day, the fireplace must be lit to maintain the temperature in the living room.

The living room is very big, and it was tidied up by Sean. He is not a hardworking person, so only the living room and his bedroom have been cleaned up in the huge manor, and the rest of the rooms are still kept for him to move in. when.

He made himself a breakfast by the fire in the fireplace, venison sausage fried in lard, two wild eggs, and a bowl of leftover oatmeal porridge from yesterday's meal, which was already cold and boiled over the fire. After a while, the aroma of grains reappeared.

He was a little tired of this kind of monotonous breakfast. Although there was always a shortage of food in Sword Castle, at least there were delicious pastries and fresh fruits, and occasionally he could have a big meal. Here, there were only cereals and all kinds of game. , Mushrooms, Bird Eggs.

In fact, even these are not available every time.

He thought that in the afternoon he should go to Nordforsen to buy some food, or go hunting to see if he could catch a rabbit or a grouse or something.

For safety and personal interest, he bought a shotgun in town, but so far, it hasn't been sold.

After breakfast, he came to the study room. He said it was a study room, but there were few books, and he didn't care about the few outdated knight novels and business books on the bookshelf, probably left by the previous owner.

All he cares about is the few books he brought, and his job is to read books every day.

During the day, he would specialize in studying the ancient Breton language and Essian cipher text. So far, he has mastered the ancient Breton language, but the Essian cipher text still has no clue. Scholars of the language are obviously trying to decipher the mystery through imagination and bold speculation, but the results are mostly specious.

Occasionally, Sean would read the "Knight King of the Kingdoms", that book was originally brought out by Sean because of its precious collection value, but unexpectedly, it became a rare pastime reading for him here.

For a week, he tried his best not to read an old book, but devoted himself to learning characters, and now he has finally achieved some success.

Sean couldn't wait to open the Book of the Old, turned to the part written in ancient Breton at the back, and slowly started reading.

(End of this chapter)