The Brave Girl and the Great Demon King

Chapter 25 033: Paradise of Gold and Black Prophecy
No matter what reason Leopold brought people to the tribe, in all fairness, Alicia lived a comfortable life in the village, eating and drinking, and wandering around within a certain range, except Apart from not being able to get close to the sacred tree and having to put up with Leopold's childish tantrums from time to time, life felt strangely peaceful.

While walking around the village, Alicia found a lot of card making materials, which are precious materials that are hard to find in the city, but here only the roughest treatment was done, and they were randomly distributed like garbage and weeds. Abandoned in the corner of the ground, Alicia felt distressed when she saw it. She couldn't help but regret why she didn't learn more about material identification and collection, so that it was the first time that she discovered that she had missed it on the way. How much precious material was lost.

For Alicia, the knowledge related to card making was re-learned in the two years after amnesia. Her memory did not have this kind of reserve, and all her card making materials in these two years were When buying processed finished products in city stores, I have never seen fresh unprocessed raw materials with huge differences in shapes, and this difference in understanding lasted until this day, and Alicia suddenly woke up. The most precious card-making raw materials come from the depths of the Jiehe River.

"Can I take it?" Alicia asked Leo Potter, pointing to a bundle of weeds piled up on the side of the road.

The animal-skin boy held the back of his head and said strangely: "So you like this kind of thing, it's worthless, and it's used to make beds and make fire."

Alicia suddenly felt a little speechless. It is the most commonly used silver grass in the manufacture of high-end blank cards. If you buy it in the city, you will pay by the root. A root is at least [-] Ola, and you need at least [-] to [-] It can be said that most of the cost of a blank card is spent on this silver grass, but here, it is the most worthless burning weed. The huge gap... really makes people feel very subtle.

"Silver grass, cabbage flowers, white wicker... I want these things." Alicia picked up a bundle of silver grass without saying a word, and then reported a list of material names.

Leopold scratched his face and asked dumbfoundedly: "What are these things, I've never heard of them, what do you want these rubbish for?"

"Such waste will be condemned by God." Alicia said solemnly.

Because she has never learned the relevant knowledge of material identification, Alicia is not sure. She can only search for similar materials from various corners of the village, and test them one by one, and finally find what she needs. In such a place, even the most luxurious materials seem to become commonplace.

This place is really a card maker's paradise. With such thoughts in mind, Alicia was busy testing her new cards almost all the time.

Peel the silver grass into thin filaments not too thick than a hair, carefully weave it into a square card the size of a palm, soak it in a solution of mineral gold powder until soft, apply the juice prepared with cabbage flowers, and then wait for heavy pressure After shaping and drying in the sun, you can get a smooth and clean blank card, which is the necessary carrier for card making.

Then there are brush production and ink mixing. For Alicia who is used to these things, it is not a big deal. The only thing that makes her difficult is the identification of materials. It is not like a finished product bought in a store here, with complete packaging. And the label, and because the preparation method is different, the difference between the materials is also very huge, but the advantage is that the material is rich, so most of the time, Alicia kept throwing it into the temporarily polished ink bottle All kinds of things, sometimes without signs, sometimes with choking smoke, sometimes even set off a huge explosion, all kinds of dangerous reactions, Alicia never tired of playing.

In this tribal village in the depths of the Boundary River, there are very few opportunities to touch cards, let alone such a systematic card-making technology, which makes Leopold feel very novel. Come over to watch, and then sarcastically laugh from time to time, "What new tricks did you come up with today?"

Because the feeling is all nonsense, so most of the time, Alicia is silent and will not respond, which often makes Leopold angry and annoyed, and there is an unspeakable grievance, " It was obviously you who proposed to me, if it wasn't for the fact that you're still pretty good, I wouldn't have agreed!"

In the past few days, this topic has been brought up several times, making Alicia feel a little impatient. In this girl's simple thinking, anyway, she has fulfilled the obligation to explain and clearly refuse. As for these villagers How they misunderstood, how they stick to the custom and refuse to let go, that is their business, as long as it does not bother her, then it has nothing to do with her, so for Leopold's words, this double black girl is just short He replied, "It has nothing to do with me."

"I'll give you whatever you want...why are the women outside so hard to please." Leopold felt even more aggrieved.

"I was captured by you, and everything was taken away by you, so it's not free." Alicia was still the same indifferent, and she didn't even look up when she was talking, concentrating on the ink on her hand, Sprinkle it into powdered materials, stir carefully twice, watching the ink gradually change from mottled black to a uniform gray with a slight fluorescence, Alicia couldn't help exhaling secretly, she finally found the right one. one recipe.

"It's done, what is it?" Leopold, who was still a bunch of children, immediately forgot about the quarrel, and leaned over his face happily, dipped his hand in ink and tasted it on his tongue without hesitation, and then showed a sad face Looking around, sticking out his tongue and fanning the wind, "It's so unpalatable, bitter and spicy!"

Alicia moved the bottle of precious ink that had been prepared with great difficulty to the side, then picked up a brush made of poplar wood, dipped it, and tried to put the first stroke on the card.

"By the way, there is a sacred tree sacrifice ceremony at night, which is super lively. Do you want to watch it with me?" Hu Tianhai chattered so many gossips, Leopold finally got down to business, and asked with his face raised and his eyes sparkling. .

Holy tree?

As soon as this word was mentioned, Alicia immediately became interested, stopped writing, thought for a while, and said, "Don't use your customs to trap me, I will go."

"Then I'll pick you up at night." Leopold said with a smile.

At about the same time, in the center of the village, in a hut near the sacred tree, there was another skin boy who looked exactly like Leopold, talking intimately with a white-haired old man, and then fingered A strange unfinished pattern was traced on the table. If Alicia saw it here, she would immediately recognize that it was the half-drawn card pattern, completely imitated by this Leopold.

"It's very difficult to draw, and I always feel something is wrong." This boy who looks like Leopold said, even if it was just copying and imitating, he still paused several times, stumbled, and it took a long time to trace the half of the pattern out.

"It's natural. The drawing of the magic pattern requires the flow of magic power, and it can't be learned just by looking at it." The white-haired old man said kindly.

"It's really a magic pattern. Could it be a magic pattern master?" This Leopold said in surprise, and then he showed a happy smile, a happy and satisfied look, which made the white-haired old man look up at him.

"Li'an, you don't have to abide by the restrictions of customs for foreigners, and the gods will forgive your behavior." The white-haired old man said slowly.

"No need." This Leo Potter smiled happily, "Alicia is very good, interesting and fun, and she is much prettier than the girls in the village, and she won't teach me that this is wrong, that is wrong ,I quite like it."

The white-haired old man couldn't help showing a worried look, "That kind of magic power is not for ordinary people. Not only can it break the magic seal, but it is also not affected by herbs. In the future..."

"Grandpa!" This one Leo Potter yelled disapprovingly, and said with a stare, "Did you poison Alicia? What if the poison is stupid, and the children born in the future will become stupid."

To be able to think of such a long time ago, the white-haired old man couldn't help showing a look of dumbfounding, reached out and patted his grandson's shoulder, the expression on his face gradually became silent again, and said slowly: "Li'an, it's not Grandpa!" I won’t help you, it’s just that this matter is still a little strange.”

"what?"

"Do you still remember the prophecy made by the previous priest before he died? 'Blackness will bring destruction, the birds that have lost their nests mourn and die, and there is only the last glimmer of hidden hope'." The white-haired old man muttered vicissitudes of life, sigh Said, "Perhaps the black in the prophecy refers to this foreigner with dark magic power, who will bring destruction to our village."

"But, but, doesn't it mean that there is still hope? Maybe it's just that there is no danger." This Leopold murmured words that even he himself was not quite sure about.

The white-haired old man sighed, patted his grandson's hair lovingly, and said, "Forget it, don't get too close to that stranger until you're sure. Go and invite the elders over, and discuss about the sacrifice at night." , the power of the sacred tree is almost exhausted, it has been almost two years..."

"Oh, yes, Grandpa." This one Leopold agreed, turned his body, and suddenly dispersed into a group of black insects, buzzing and flying out of the house, flying to all parts of the village.

And the sight of the white-haired old man looked in the same direction as the bugs flew out, and suddenly looked at the cabin where Alicia lived temporarily. The old eyes seemed to penetrate the space, causing Alicia over there to suddenly open his eyes. There was a cold war.

(End of this chapter)