Evetrona's old stories

The two looked at each other, both showing a sudden look.

"So, the big man holding the Black Feather Seal is Lord Harvein?"

Eve pretended to nod calmly, expressing her affirmation, but in fact she didn't know anything.

"Then, Your Excellency came here from the Infinity Mountains?" asked Barnbaros.

"Yes." Eve was called "Your Excellency" by each of them, and for some reason she felt a little smug, and when she answered in the affirmative, the expressions of the two people on the opposite side also became awe-inspiring.

"We have read the letter. Your Excellency seems to be going abroad?"

"Going to Klikin..." Eve's tone was a little weak, she wasn't sure if Klikin was considered domestic or foreign here.

"When are you going to leave?"

"As soon as possible."

"It's a long way to go to Krigin, and you may need to make some preparations. Why don't you rest here tonight and start tomorrow morning?"

"It's exactly what I want, so thank you both." Seeing that the matter was settled smoothly, Eve was delighted in her heart, and even her tone of speaking began to imitate the two people on the opposite side, and began to use accents.

The three of them chatted again about the Infinity Mountains and Harvey. Seeing that it was getting late, they ordered the servants to prepare a room for Eve to spend the night. When Kregev and Barnbaros left the living room, they both heaved a sigh of relief.

"The fireplace is burning too hot." Barnbaros wiped his oily forehead, "Look at the sweat I'm sweating."

"That's right." Kregev tugged at his collar and sighed, "It's almost summer."

"I didn't expect Harvey to have a younger sister." The fat man said, "Did you notice her clothes?"

"what happened?"

"It's not easy." Barnbaros approached Kregev's ear and lowered his voice and asked, "Have you ever heard of Shibai?"

Kregev turned his head abruptly, almost hitting Barnbaros' nose, "What do you mean? Don't tell me that the clothes are made of fierce white leather..."

"That's right." Barn Barros clicked his tongue twice, "She came out of the Infinity Mountains, and her tongue is still so tight, these brothers and sisters must be carrying out some very important mission. You know the identity of Harvey, And this Ms. Harvey, even I can't see the depth of her strength."

"Really." Kregev frowned, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "She doesn't look more than fourteen or fifteen. Do you think she is stronger than you?"

"You can't judge by appearance. Old Harvey, you know, has been dead for 50 years! Lord Harvey is at least in his 60s, maybe 70. If this Eve is really Harvey's sister , I'm afraid it must be someone from your grandma's generation."

Kregev couldn't close his mouth in shock at Barnbaros' words. His expression became unnatural, and he forced a smile and said, "Uncle Ba, stop joking..."

"Think about it, how much knowledge did you have when you were a teenager?" Barn Barros shook his head, "I'm afraid it's just leaking out, and if someone tries to test you, you have to tell people how much property you have in your family. Bar."

Kregev didn't argue, because he had done it.

"I know you too well. When I saw a pretty girl, I wanted to get close." Barnbaros snorted, "A person in his 30s holds a lot of power, but he still looks like a young man. Corey, don't provoke that girl."

"How dare I..." Kregev shrugged and smiled wryly.

And on the other side, deep in the boundless mountains...

When Harvey climbed up the middle ridge, he saw the long red dagger.

The dagger stuck vertically on the rock gave off a faint light, flickering like a burning heart under the night sky, the snow around the dagger was evaporated by the heat emitted by it, leaving a one-meter-diameter small pit.

Harvey marked the sixth mark on the map, stepped forward, pulled the dagger off the rock, and put it in the storage compass.

He lifted the rock and picked up an old copper book from the hole below it, and there was a letter under the big book, which made Harvey tremble in his heart, and he hurriedly bent over to open it The envelope, standing on the top of this icy and snowy mountain, began to read the text on it.

"To Lord: What is lost is irretrievable, so I'll stop talking that touching nonsense.

"This place has gone deep into the hinterland. I wonder if this level of cold can dilute the anger that cannot be vented in your heart? If not, then continue to search, go to all the places where meteors fall.

"You must have found another me, but you neither sent her away from the mountains yourself, nor gave up looking for the remaining clues. I think, based on your character, you may have begun to suspect that I lied to you, and I And it does lie to you: she is not me, not the me when I was young, nor the me who lost my memory, but she is related to me, you can see it-she is my continuation.

"I said that to a large extent to appease you, lest you do some irreparable stupid things. Some hatreds are not real hatreds. They can dissipate with time, and some burn more and more. This is what really needs to be solved. Wait a little longer, Lord, and don't vent your anger on innocent people. I'm afraid they will say: 'The man who stood up to the sky was finally bewitched by her and became a second demon.'

"The preacher who resolves the sufferings of the world is destined to become the world after death, but I have not been able to achieve this, and I think I can't do it, and you are the same. Maybe the new Iftrona can, but I can't either Sure, she is a foreigner, a seed, and she needs to take root and grow here. Lord, take care of her, but don't treat her like a child, treat her as your friend, respect, understand, and learn from her.

"Lord, I know that for you, some words can only have one audience, and that is me. After I leave, those words will lose their meaning forever and become bad seeds that cannot bear fruit, but the thoughts will last forever. You are the person who understands me best in this world. As long as you live, the past Evetrona will still exist in the world, and she will speak to you in your heart..."

The letter paper was gradually damaged in the wind mixed with the energy of frost and snow, and finally turned into powder and scattered in Harvein's hands.He slumped on the rock with some weakness, and his eyelids drooped tiredly. He just squinted at the continuous mountains and the sparse stars above the mountains.

A red bright spot drifts from a distance, like a meteor that flickers on and off, getting bigger and bigger from far to near, until you can vaguely distinguish that it is a bird, a fiery red bird the size of a falcon bird.

The bird's speed was extremely fast, like a featherless iron arrow, it flew to Hawein's side in an instant, fluttered its fiery red wings, and landed steadily on his left shoulder.It is like a glowing red lantern, reflecting the white snow under the feet bright red.

This bird has a long pointed and straight vermilion beak. The tip of the upper beak is sharp and hooked like a thorn and bends downward. The hard cuticle extending inversely with the coracoid forms a shank-shaped crest along its face. This crest is like a piece of red-hot cast iron, and its temperature seems to be able to ignite the air.

"What's the matter, are you unhappy again?" The bird suddenly spoke, but his voice was as deep as that of an old gentleman.

Lord shook his head, but his eyes still stayed in the distance. He took out the red dagger and handed it to Bird.

The bird looked at it with its head tilted, and then said: "Isn't this my feather? And it's the one that was given to Iftrona. Forget it, keep it, I won't take back the gift I've already sent .”

The corner of Lord's mouth twitched, showing a smile, which was not vivid, he snorted, and said: "I just remembered to ask you now, many birds use their most beautiful feathers to court, and you, too so?"

"What do you think, Lord, I told you before that we are all suitors of Iftrona." It whispered in his ear.

Lord moved his shoulders, as if a fly had stopped there, and the bird also moved its wings, adjusting its balance, but it didn't fall.

"It's alright now, we're all broken in love." Harvey sighed weakly.

"Yeah, we are all broken in love." Bird repeated his words, and then said: "What have you found here? You seem to have known the truth?"

"Probably." Harvey stood up, "The so-called wisdom is a piece of crystal, the so-called knowledge is a magic book, and the so-called body is a little girl of unknown origin. I feel that even if all these things are collected, there is no way to revive an Iftrona, there is no alchemy formula, she is really dead."

"It seems that she has fooled us all badly, let's be sorry." The bird half-opened its wings and touched Harvey's face.

"Eve has my imprint on her body, go find her and don't bother me here."

"Who is Eve? Evetrona?"

"Eve is Eve."

"What are you talking about? Also, you said you want to stay here alone? Could it be..."

"Don't be noisy, I just want to be alone for a while." Harvey rubbed his dry and chapped face.

"I don't agree." The bird shook his head, "I'm worried about you."

"What are you worried about? What will happen to me?" Harvein said, "You admire Iftrona purely because of her appearance, not her soul, because she resembles your first master very much."

"It's the first... Bah, the first friend." Bird fluttered his wings and hurriedly corrected him.

"And just now, when you went to the No. 13 marked location, I found a little girl. She has blue black hair like Evetrona. She is a small version of her. She is the Eve I just mentioned."

"Really?" The bird's eyes widened, and its beak nearly dug into Harveyn's ear.

"I said, she has a mark on her body, you can find her." Harvey tilted his head.

"You should have said earlier, I'll go find her right away!" The bird fluttered its wings, but its claws didn't leave Harvein's shoulder.

"Okay." Harvey handed the red dagger to the bird again, "This time you can use it again."

The bird stretched out its wings, and the tip of the wing touched the dagger, and the dagger turned into a beautiful flying feather, hidden among its many red feathers.

"Apologize to her for me. Just say that I have something to do and I can't go back to her for the time being. You take her to the home of Mr. and Mrs. Dakren."

"Understood. Before I leave, I would like to ask again, how long do you want to stay here?"

"About two or three years." Harvey scanned the blue mountains stretching under the moonlight, "28 locations, we have been searching here for half a year, and now we only found nine, I want to find them all .”

"Oh? Are you sure you don't need me to help you?"

"It's pretty good here, don't worry about me."

"Well then, take care, and don't forget to signal me if you decide to come out."

The bird flew away, and the man sat back on the rock desolately, taking off his strong mask.The cold wind swept across the mountains, making a whistling sound, covering up the sound of the man's sucking, and the fine sand-like snow was swept up into the sky by the wind, and then sprinkled all over the sky.In the desolate and cold polar mountains, the grief-stricken man is helplessly venting his resentment and longing for the dead. The turbulence of the snowy mountains and rivers tolerates his momentary cowardice and comforts him.

Travel Novice (Part [-])

Red Eagle Fort is located in the country of Mokoto, which is located in the extreme north of Yudi, and Mokoto is a part of the former Mayedisa. The land is mostly plain and cold, and the northern part is sparsely populated and the people are tough. For outsiders, it seems that only those who are truly powerful can be respected by the locals.

"It's quite inconvenient to go to Klikin from here." Beside Eve, the old housekeeper Mowa stretched out his rough hand, pointed to a certain point on the map, and said, "The fastest road is this one. Here... we need to cross the Tianxia River. Our carriage will be unusable at that time. We need to find another place on the opposite side after crossing the river. Then there is this side. This forest is huge, so we need to go around it outside, or take the marching gorge of Sunshine Valley. The road here will be easier, but there may be some dangers. Beast..."

"I'm not in a hurry to find a more stable one." Eve said quickly.

"Ms. Eve, let's take the marching gorge." On the other side, a boy suggested: "We in Modesa are not afraid of those beasts and bandits, so you can enjoy the journey with peace of mind, and leave all the troublesome things to us."

The boy's name is Bowen Ross Berklin. He is 17 years old this year, and he is the age who is not afraid of anything.Like his general father, Kregev, Bowen Ross also has a sharp-edged face, but his jaw is not as wide as his father's. Although it is less stable, it has a little more heroic spirit unique to young people.

His attitude towards Eve was respectful yet suspicious.Unlike his fathers, Bowen Ross didn't dare to have the slightest suspicion as long as he heard Harvey's name-he had a sensitive mind that belonged to young people.Eve's visit shocked all the famous people in Red Eagle Fort, and when Bowen Rose heard about it, he heard the details from his father, and he suggested to his father that he should act as a guard to follow Eve to Klikin.Kregev felt that this request was not only in line with etiquette, but also allowed Bowen Ross to increase his knowledge by the side of the big man, so he agreed to it.

And this morning, when Bowen Ross saw Eve for the first time, he was really disappointed. This weak and weak girl seemed to be still reminiscing about the good dream of last night, and she was still in a daze until now.But Bowen Ross did not show this contempt. Although he grew up under the guidance of Barn Barros like his father, he is much more sensitive than his father. Therefore, he always maintains respect and humility towards strangers, and can follow the teachings carefully.Although he didn't quite understand the reason, he knew that it was much better than being scolded by someone afterward.

Let's go now.A total of seven people went to Klikin with Eve, including a coachman, Kregev's two personal guards, Bowen Ross and his three guards.Logically speaking, escorting people with such identities should not send only a few guards, but on the one hand, Kregev and Barnbaros overestimated Eve's self-protection ability, and on the other hand, they misunderstood her phrase "as soon as possible", thinking that she was asking to travel lightly, and Eve just happened to lack understanding of all common sense, so she naturally had no objection.So in the end, the escort team became just a symbol. Although the members of the team were all extraordinary in strength, without the battle of the big shots, it was ultimately a lack of deterrent to the criminals.

The convoy has only one carriage, which is pulled by three strong plateau horses. The coachman drives the carriage, Bowen Ross and Eve ride in the carriage, and the five guards are distributed around the carriage on long-lasting Golan horses, and one of them leads the extra horse, which is for Bowen Ross. Some supplies are placed in two double-wheeled buckets and several horses take turns to haul them.They set off shortly after the sun rose in the morning, and the road conditions in early spring were fairly good. Less than two days after Eve set off, she arrived at the first city in Mokoto, which was considered to have stepped out of a border area where few people lived.

Although Bowen Rose and Eve were in the same carriage, they hadn't talked much. Eve wanted to know about the world, but she didn't know how to ask questions so as not to make people suspicious. She was cautious by nature, or more aptly said, she was timid and fearful. Before she left, she asked the old housekeeper Mowa for a few books, saying that she would read them on the way to relieve boredom. But after she opened the book, she was dumbfounded—she couldn't understand the words in the book, and could only see that it might be a phonetic script.

So here comes the question: How did Eve understand and speak the language that the locals can understand?

She didn't even realize it until she read the book: what she spoke didn't seem to be a language she had brought with her from another world, nor was it a new language, but more like a direct expression of her thoughts—that is, she What was meant to be said was automatically translated and conveyed to the other party, and vice versa.

Eve raised her head and looked at the opposite corner of the carriage, where Bowen Ross was sitting. This young man with a brown cropped head was leaning against the carriage with his eyes closed, and seemed to be muttering something silently.

"Bowen Rose?" Eve whispered tentatively.

"You say." Bowen Rose opened his eyes suddenly, he sat upright, and looked at Eve with a respectful expression.

"What language do you think... I speak?" She still couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and finally asked the question that had been entangled for a long time.

"What language?" Bowen Ross touched the back of his head blankly, "Isn't it Modesa?"

"What do I say?" she asked again.

"Very good, as if speaking his mother tongue." Bowen Ross nodded quickly.

"Then, let me say a few words and see if you can understand."

"Okay, tell me." Bowen Ross swallowed, seeming a little nervous.

"Car," Eve said.

Bowen Rose's eyes lit up, "Is it a carriage-like vehicle? But I haven't seen it."

"Almost." Eve was very surprised when she heard Bowen Rose's answer, and then said the next word: "Next—airplane."

"A kind of machine that can fly..." Bowen Ross was a little puzzled, "Can it really be done with just a machine?"

"Plato."

"It seems to be the thinker of an ancient city-state?"

Eve was getting more and more surprised.

"Xiang Tuo."

"Is it an edible plant with a special fragrance? It should be similar to sail grass?"

What she wanted to say was coriander, but she made a typo on purpose, but the other party could still understand it clearly, as if the words she said were only used to assist the transmission of thoughts, and the difference in the sound itself was irrelevant.

"cell phone."

This time, Bowen Rose opened his mouth, but he didn't answer. He said with some frustration: "I seem to understand what you mean, but I can't tell what it is... How did you do it? You can express it so specifically with only one word. Could it be a magical effect?"

Able to annotate the speaker's utterances without impressing the listener with an understanding beyond his or her common sense.

"Probably." Eve replied perfunctorily.

Apparently, she noticed that she was expressing a form of communication that was more refined and precise than words, as if expressing thought itself. What was it?Is it the talent possessed by Iftrona, or...

She thought of Harvey, and the strange tone of his voice. Was he speaking Chinese then?She suddenly thought of something, stretched out her hand, hooked a lanyard from under her neck, and pulled out an ancient copper coin with body temperature from her pocket.

Is it this thing?Eve frowned.Why is this level of technology so easily achieved in the wizarding world?If evaluated according to the level of science and technology in the past world, this copper coin is at least a device that can only be invented after the emergence of strong artificial intelligence or even super artificial intelligence. According to what she has seen so far, the Mokoto country seems to be still at the stage of medieval civilization. Level, so - where does the unconventional equipment come from, can magic really do whatever it wants?

If she hadn't really traveled to this world and witnessed it with her own eyes, Eve would never have thought about how a magical world that removes mysticism and natural religious elements can achieve self-consistency in a logical way-but now, she really After time travel, when this world is not likely to be a dream or a fictional world, then how to understand and live in this world becomes a problem that Eve needs to face.She wants to understand first, and then decide whether to use the rational thinking she used to deal with all possible future events.

Bowen Ross looked at the pensive Eve and wiped the sweat from his brow.The unknown is undoubtedly scary.Just now, it was just a conversation, and Bowen Ross already realized Eve's unfathomable, and he was even a little worried that the other party had already noticed that he had disrespectful thoughts before, but he didn't say it.So he just sat there with guilt, like a pious confessor.

But the silence between the two didn't last long. They heard laughter from the guards, and Bowen Ross opened the car window to look, only to realize that someone had hunted a deer.

The deer was hit by an arrow in the neck, the arrow slanted into the deer's head from the back of the neck, and the arrow tip pierced through the chin, which seemed to hit the brain stem.This gray deer has not completely lost its vitality. Its hind legs are still trying to escape, but its body can no longer control its balance. It can only lie on its side on the dry grass like a spinning top with its head as the center. spin around.The temperature in early spring is not high, and the hot air rises from the deer's torn wounds and snouts into the air, and the brown and yellow grass leaves under its body are also smeared bright red.Eve felt a little uncomfortable seeing this scene, but couldn't help but watch it.A short guard got off his horse and ran towards the dying deer amidst the laughter and howling of the crowd. Seizing the opportunity, he grasped one of the deer's hind legs with his right hand, and then pulled the deer backwards, The dagger stabbed somewhere on the inside of the deer's open foreleg, and the deer did not move at all.

The short man's name is Gorusido, and he is a good archer on horseback.

Gorusido ripped open the deer's belly on the spot, with a serious expression on his face, and seemed to be muttering some inaudible words. He cut off the internal organs with a dagger, and threw them one by one into the bushes that had just sprouted by the roadside. Then he grabbed a few grass leaves and wiped the blood on his hands and the venison.He threw the processed deboned venison and deer hide into the hanging bucket behind the horse, and it didn't take long for the convoy to move on.

Eve stared at the hanging bucket for a while, as if she could smell the smell of blood emanating from it.

"Grucido used to be a hunter in a small local tribe. Their tribe didn't do farming, and almost every man was a good hunter, and this guy was the best among them." Bowen Rose thought that Eve was I saw the person on the horse, so I introduced it to her.