Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 188 Talent Questions
"If it's just a legend, the person who wrote this poem must be a girl full of dreams, and a lonely girl."

Yuena sighed softly, there was a touch of sympathy between her brows.

Sentimentality is something that boys and girls often have. Even when they are old, they will occasionally look into the distance in a daze, looking at themselves in the past.

I would like to sleep in the ice for ten thousand years... The ice and snow are lonely, let alone turn into hard ice and be buried in the ice and snow for thousands of years.

"I heard from the adults in the clan that Rose is a girl blessed by ice and snow. In order to keep her smile, ice and snow built a palace for her."

"But some people say that Rose is actually just a girl's dream, or even a snowman's dream."

"We Bantus have lived here for generations, and we have never seen a palace built of ice and snow."

Min Tai took off his rabbit-eared felt hat, his brown hair was a little naturally curly, and there was a faint trace of sweat on his forehead.

The corrupt Sky Castle EX Dornier, and Isadora, who is proficient in various special magics, made the interior as warm as spring, and the flames were still stroking the bottom of the pot.

Although everyone put on cooler clothes, it was still a bit hot for Min Tai, who was used to the cold weather of ice and snow.

"I'm full, thanks for the treat!"

Min Tai patted his belly in satisfaction, and unconsciously looked at Mai Lu. This girl with a white pet was holding a big bowl of dipping sauce and was gnawing on the meat on the ribs, eating with relish.

After a while, Hiate also put down her chopsticks, Gu Yu was drinking juice with a straw in her mouth, Ye Lin wiped her mouth and put down her chopsticks.

Mai Lu stuffed another large roll of meat into the hot pot.

"Uh, this..."

Looking at Mai Lu's plump pride and looking down at his own mediocrity, Min Tai subconsciously wanted to try some more.

Could it be that the meat that you eat after you are full will come here?

Mo Mei put a glass of strawberry juice in front of her, and said with a slight smile, "Don't force yourself after you're full. It's not good for your stomach. Mai Lu is an exception."

"Ok."

I drooped my head and felt a little frustrated. The Bantu people were not short of meat or dairy products. Could it be that it was not a matter of diet, but a matter of talent?

After packing up the tableware, Isadura led Mintai to the end of the corridor inside Dornier, a locked room.

A group of enthusiastic and kind-hearted men and women attracted a naive and ignorant little girl, and then walked to the locked room at the end of the passage...the library.

"Here are all photocopies. If there is nothing to do on weekdays, it can be used for leisure and entertainment. I also need a quiet place to record what I see and hear."

Isadou stretched out his hands and pulled the purple gauze skirt neatly, pressing it under the plump thighs and fat to avoid wrinkles of the gauze skirt.

The slender fingers dotted with purple nail polish, holding a special pen, writing the day's experience.

Min Tai is very envious of his intellectual, elegant and mature temperament.

The three walls of the library are made of simple bookshelves with wooden boards, a large round wooden table is placed in the middle, and a dozen chairs covered with wool cushions are placed around it.

"Sister, are you a bard?"

Min Tai was very curious, and leaned over to look at the notes that Isadura had spread out, and the story was written in very clean handwriting.

Then he sneaked a glimpse of the justice in front of Isadura, who could be placed on the table, and couldn't help but bow his head in frustration.

"No, I'm the head of the library taught by GBL. I traveled and took risks with the captain, and recorded many unknown anecdotes. Does the Skyveil Behemoth know that we live on it?"

"Mintai, on the bookshelf marked 1-A, there are some basic theories and usage methods of magic, just take a look."

"Well, thank you."

Isadura, who had written a few paragraphs, stopped writing suddenly, and a bold idea popped up in her heart.

If the adventurous knowledge can be published as a book, will it set off a new trend in Arad like Seaman's poetry collection?

By the way, you can earn some personal extra money...

"I know a person from Xuzu, she also likes words and poetry, maybe you will have a common language."

Yelin picked up a book while talking and flipped through it. This book happened to record the incident in the Cave of Sorrows. That battle, which was not tragic but tragic, achieved the reputation of the Four Great Sword Masters and buried a Forgotten Luxe.

As one of the Four Juggernauts, because Lukexi was erased by the mysterious existence, Buvanga's simple and strong sense of justice prevented him from being affected by Sherlock's ability, and became a key figure in killing Sherlock.

It also made other principalities and empires re-evaluate the combat power of the Bantu people.

"Bwanga..."

He closed the book and smiled. Sure enough, even the GBL sect, which gathers the world's knowledge, could not record the doubts in the cave of mourning.

The erased people, even their existence in the books are also erased.

Probably heard his murmur, Mintai worshiped like a little girl: "The patriarch is practicing on the nearby snow mountain, and he only comes back once every half a month. The patriarch is the one who defeated the apostles."

"Yeah, maybe he's trying to kill the ice dragon."

Smiling, he put the books back to the original place and bid farewell to leave. He returned to his bedroom in a daze, his thoughts whirling, until he reached the lamenting cave at the beginning.

Buvanga was not wrong, his honor was only passively accepted after Lukexi's death, and he didn't know it, but in his heart, he just felt a little worthless for the dark elf who did everything he could.

Closing his eyes, his mind was filled with the puzzled appearance of A-Gumpo holding the Lukexi business card he gave him.

next day
He was woken up by Hiate's knock on the door, rubbed his eyes that were still a little bit open, and was eating a bowl of vegetable soup after washing the intestines and scraping the stomach. Min Tai brought back a piece of bad news.

The warrior Emery, who was sent out by Orka yesterday to look for the cries of children, was injured.

Like Mintai, Aimuli is a member of the Kunik tribe who believes in the hare totem. Although he doesn't deal with Rabina very much because of his warlike character, he has nimble legs and feet and is good at rushing on the snow.

"Come on, let's go and have a look." Ye Lin greeted.

In yesterday's tent, the white-haired Emily was drenched in cold sweat, his right arm was drooping weakly, his face was pale and his lips were bloodstained.

But he is worthy of being a warrior of the Bantu tribe. When he was healed by the shaman in the tribe, he just didn't hum at all.

"Let me do it."

Holy light glowed from Yuena's cross, and a layer of lush greenery slowly submerged into his right arm, greatly reducing the pain.

In terms of healing ability, the paladins of Remedia Cathedral are more professional.

"Thank you, noble paladin."

Orka clasped her fists in thanks, and the other clan warriors were also extremely grateful.

"Emully, what's going on, your speed is so fast that even the Frost Tiger can't catch up with you."

As the deputy head of the clan, there was a mysterious accident among the clansmen, so he naturally wanted to figure it out.

"The giant, a frost giant, the cry of the child came from the giant, and that giant also summoned a kind of red and yellow toy soldiers similar to humans, many, many."

Emuli's tone was rapid, and he was even more surprised. Seeing the frowns of the people around him, he could only helplessly add, "I swear in the name of God Kulaine, I'm not lying."

It's no wonder that Orka looked displeased and thought he was making excuses for his injury. The ice and snow in the snowy land of Ston are hard for creatures, and where did the toy soldiers who are about the same height as people come from.

If you summon an ice elf or a goblin, it's okay, and the toy soldiers are a little weird.

But Emuli swears that the Bantu people worship the gods, which is equivalent to the highest oath, and is bound by the same oath as Aragorn and Marr, and it is impossible to lie.

　Thank you for the 1000 point reward of "I'm here again", I forgot yesterday

　　
　
(End of this chapter)