Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 902 A Little Understanding
Locke had no choice but to convince himself.

After receiving a positive answer, Zhou Xu showed a look of joy on his face.

However, before he could be happy for a few more seconds, Locke's next words made his expression freeze.

"I can accept your Majesty's arrangement, but I'm ashamed to say that I don't know much about how to breed and train giant eagles."

"..."

"Or to put it simply, I just don't know anything."

"..."

The muscles at the corners of Zhou Xu's eyes twitched slightly.

"Then what did the chief mean when he said he wanted to take the young eagle back to train?"

Hearing this, Locke did not hide anything and took out an ancient scroll from his arms.

"This is an ancient scroll of our tribe. It should contain the method of taming a giant eagle."

"Isn't that enough?!"

Looking at Zhou Xu, whose face was full of confusion, Locke coughed twice, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

"This ancient scroll was passed down from the old civilization. It is written in the ancient Elvish language, not the common language."

Later, as if he was afraid that Zhou Xu didn't understand the key, Locke explained it again.

"To this world, we elves are an alien race that migrated from other worlds. Before that, we mainly used the ancient Elven language, but later, in order to facilitate communication, we learned the common language of this world, and made the common language of this world the main language among us."

"This also led to the use of the ancient elven language becoming less and less frequent within the tribe. Later, even among the elves of the old civilization period, not every one of them understood the ancient elven language."

"After the destruction of the old civilization, the situation became even more serious. Even I, the clan leader, can only say that I have a basic understanding of it now."

Having said that, Zhou Xu finally understood why Locke was embarrassed.

My goodness, these elves in front of me have actually lost their own mother tongue!

"So, I originally wanted to go back and spend some time studying this ancient scroll. Once I understand it, I will naturally know how to cultivate it."

"..."

Zhou Xu rolled his eyes after hearing this. It's not the right way to sharpen your sword before a battle.

The four young eagles are gradually growing their wings, and we estimate that they will be able to start training in a month or two. But you tell me, you are going to go back and study now? How long will it take to finish this study?!

Fortunately, Zhou Xu had a backup plan. He had already sent people to learn from the pterosaur trainer. If that didn't work, he would use the lizardmen's method of training pterosaurs to adjust and train the four eaglets at the same time.

But before that...

"Chief, can you let me take a look at the ancient scroll?"

"Your Majesty also understands the ancient Elven language?"

Locke gave him a strange look.

Zhou Xu smiled.

"Well, you have to see it to know."

"..."

Locke was silent for two seconds, but finally handed over the ancient scroll in his hand.

"Your Majesty, please take a look."

Logically speaking, this is considered an important ancient scroll among the wood elves and must not be shown to outsiders.

Locke gave it to Zhou Xu easily at this time, on the one hand, because he thought it was impossible for Zhou Xu to understand the ancient Elven language. Even he, the chief of the wood elves, could hardly understand it now, so how could Zhou Xu understand it?
Wasn't that a joke to him?
Of course, if Zhou Xu could really understand it, that would actually be a good thing, because he couldn’t understand it!
Although Locke said before that he would go back and study it, this is the ancient Elvish language.

This is like asking a modern person to study oracle bones.

It would be fine if you were a scholar specializing in this, but the problem is that you are not. Isn't that embarrassing?

In this case, to put it bluntly, this ancient scroll in his hands would be of no use at all.

If Zhou Xu could understand it and translate the contents for them, although it would result in this technology being known to outsiders, it would still be better than it being completely lost.

From this point, it is not difficult to see that Locke is actually a smart man and his mind is not confused.

Taking the ancient scroll, the moment he held it in his hand, Zhou Xu could feel that it was definitely not made of paper or cloth, but leather.

The main purpose of making scrolls with genuine leather is to make them easy to preserve and not easily damaged, but it is obviously unrealistic to keep them for hundreds or thousands of years, not to mention that the scroll was passed down from the ancient civilization period, which has an even longer history.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Xu simply felt it and found that, as expected, the scroll had been enchanted.

Just like the enchantments on their weapons, the enchantments on this scroll should also have a mechanism to automatically absorb natural energy and maintain the enchantment effect.

The purpose of this enchantment is to ensure that the scroll will not be destroyed by erosion and aging over the long years.

Zhou Xu felt that the effect of this enchantment was quite good, and the archives rooms of various departments could use this method to preserve some important files.

I'll try to talk to Locke later and see if he can do some research on it. Right now, the focus is undoubtedly on the contents of the scroll.

After opening the ancient scroll, Zhou Xu's expression quickly became serious.

Looking at Zhou Xu's serious face, not only Locke, but also Silk and John who were accompanying him in the breeding room, couldn't help but cast curious glances at their Majesty.

[Your Majesty, can you really understand this ancient Elvish language? ]

During this time, Locke waited and waited, but there was no response, and finally he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Your Majesty, can you understand the ancient Elvish language?"

Hearing the voice, Zhou Xu's attention finally shifted from the ancient scroll in front of him to Locke, who had a complicated expression, and then he smiled slightly.

“I understand a little bit, hahahaha…”

Hearing Zhou Xu's laughter, Locke also laughed dryly, but he was completely confused in his heart.

He was mentally prepared for this, and at the same time he had a little expectation.

But when this thing really happened, he still felt it was a bit magical, and he couldn't help but ask more questions.

"Your Majesty, where did you learn this ancient Elvish language?"

"..."

Faced with this question, Zhou Xu really didn't know how to answer for a moment.

You can't say that he has a systematic translation system. From the earliest common language to the current ancient elven language, there is nothing he can't understand, right?
"Uh, self-study."

"Self-taught?!"

The moment he heard these two words, Locke's tone suddenly rose by several decibels.

At this moment, Locke and John both looked as if they had seen a ghost, but Silk, on the other hand, was somewhat used to it.

However, Zhou Xu obviously didn't want to talk more about this topic. After all, he was just talking nonsense, and the more he talked, the more mistakes he made.

So with two dry coughs, he quickly changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)