Blood tax

Chapter 247 Brave New World Part [-]
Ms. Serrandis' expression changed slightly. She hesitated for a while, then nodded to the quasi-knight: "Nice to meet you, Mr. quasi-knight, the weather is really nice today."

"..."

Her daughter also greeted Griffith happily: "Hello big brother, this year's birth rate has dropped again, and dropped again!"

……

"You can't talk like that!" Galadia watched Ms. Serrandis and her daughter leave with an embarrassed expression, then turned her head and grabbed Griffith and whispered, "You are human, you are the one to say this Call it harassment."

"Why, why?" Griffith was sweating profusely and stammered.

"Because you don't have a fertility problem, you say that as if you can do it for us," Galadia pinched him hard, "Think about it, hey, it's really obscene! Ms. Serrandis is beautiful And noble, you, hey, how can you do it~"

Really, really embarrassing.Griffith touched the tip of his nose and lowered his head.

"Really, why do you say that?" Galadia muttered as she rubbed her long hair, "We are different..."

The air was silent for a while.

The movement of Miss Elf rubbing her head suddenly froze, and she seemed to see lightning flashing over Griffith's head.

"I, I didn't mean that..." Galadia panicked a little, and her eyes shifted, not daring to meet the knight's eyes, "I mean, the situation of elves and humans is different, and we need to think about each other. "

The meaning of this sentence is actually the same as the previous sentence.

The two of them are like walking on a single-plank bridge across the valley, if they make a slight mistake, they will fall down, and there are traps and taboos on the left and right.

Seeing that the two were standing on the precipice of quarreling, Griffith groped in his pocket, took out a notebook, and wrote with a rustling pen: "I will review, and I will definitely sum up my experience in the next work and life." Lessons learned, conscientiously study and implement the customs and etiquette of Canaan, and carry out self-criticism in connection with reality..."

"Where did you learn these endless clichés~" the girl smiled and patted him on the arm.

"How can you say it's a cliche, these are all corrective measures that will be implemented in action," the quasi-knight shook his head again and again, and turned back in his notebook to a page full of itinerary, "Next, I heard that Canaan The farm and the Great Rift Valley are very interesting, no, it is worth field research~”

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When twilight fell, Canaan was lit up with a crystal clear and gentle light.Gem-like ornaments and crystals hang from buildings and treetops with a pure radiance.The light blue light is transpiring on the white jade-like streets. During the day, the magnificent city becomes a light blue quiet sanctuary. The occasional singing of orioles and nightingales makes this place peaceful and beautiful.Snowflake-like illusory light sheets fall from the treetops and eaves, flying among the pearls and jade pendants, just like the wonderland of fairy tales.

Griffith has been playing here for a whole day, but he is still attracted by the unimaginable fantasy scenery.

Canaan was actually bathed in light without smoke, as in the legend.

"This is the light of psionic crystals. The larger ones are suspended in the magic power matrix to charge the nearby small crystals. Not only can they illuminate, but they can also drive many magic items." Galadia walked side by side with him, as always Don't walk in a straight line, and squeeze him off the humanoid path from time to time.

She raised her hand to stroke the light blue mist, adding a bit of mystery to her beauty: "This is the underground giant magic energy network all over Canaan that transmits magic power to each node. The light mist is the diffused energy and air." Diffraction phenomenon after the interaction of particles in the

Although I can't understand it, it makes people feel powerful.Griffith sniffed it, and there was no other smell except for the fragrance in the air: "What diffuses out is loss, right? The energy consumption for supplying the whole city must be astonishing!"

"Who knows," the girl spread her hands, "Our energy is endless, and we don't care about losing such a little bit. The eternally glorious kingdom of God on earth is not for nothing!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the bright light like the sea of ​​stars flickered for a while, and then suddenly brightened.

Before Griffith could ask what was going on, the whole block was suddenly plunged into silent darkness, and the lighting and fog were gone.

Griffith, who had learned the lesson before, said nothing, and even looked forward to it.He felt that this must be some important event, maybe it was arranged by Galadia, and he was going to surprise him in the dark!
After about 5 minutes, the light returned again, and everything was as usual, as if nothing happened.

Miss Elf rubbed the ends of her hair by her ears, her face was a little embarrassed: "Yes, like this, recently, I heard that there is something wrong with the magic power transmission pipeline, and it will be like this in a short time..."

"Oh--"

Griffith didn't ask any more questions.On this beautiful night, he was in a very good mood, and he even looked forward to what would happen if the lights were kept in the dark.

Galadia led him silently to the temple of the Goddess of Starlight where human visitors stayed.

This is a temple to guide and shelter travelers, and it is also a hotel unique to Canaan in terms of its main function. Like other elf facilities, there is no need to pay a penny for accommodation and food.All human beings who come to Canaan should rest and stay here or in similar places. If they want to stay in the home of the guarantor, they need to declare in advance.

With its high vaulted ceilings, dark oak siding and floor-to-ceiling windows that are two heights, guests feel comfortable with the cool breeze in the air.

The person in charge was a half-elf. He registered the identity information of the quasi-knight and gave him a room on the second floor.

"It's really convenient~" Griffith expressed his sincere admiration for this place where you don't need to pay for anything, and then turned to ask Galadia, "Come up and sit?"

Miss Elf was taken aback for a moment, her face was as red as sunset.She whispered "see you tomorrow" and fled out with a sharp sound.

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The temple is beautiful, however, the exterior of the building is a bit eccentric, mixing many different architectural styles.The strong base of the temple is deeply embedded in the limestone of the river bank, like a bulldozed castle.Three levels of spacious and bright rooms are capped with beautiful stone on the plinth.

It is built on the edge of the limestone cliff and the elf residential area. From the window on the second floor, you can see the spiers of the Nebula Temple and the pleasing dome of the Archon's mansion in the distance. The terrace on the other side can overlook the distant river valley and The vast farm.

The furnishing in the room is very elegant, the floral window panes outline the exquisite shapes, the white fir and oak wood splicing floor is covered with fine wool carpets, the bathroom is completely tiled with white porcelain, and the washbasin, bathtub and floor are all white and smooth .

It's just that this place is different from the outside, the light that does not require candles and lamp oil cannot be introduced into the room.On the table in front of the window is an oil lamp that humans are used to.There is a bookshelf next to the not-so-big bed, on which are neatly placed elf histories and songs written in the human language.

Griffith leaned on the bed in a relaxed mood, took out a book and started to read.

The history of the founding of Canaan looks like a fairy tale.The supreme gods came to the world, brought eternal fire and knowledge, and bestowed blessings on their dependents—the elves.

This book looks very tiring.The subordinate clauses are complicated, the parallelism is grand, the elusive wording and the classical humanistic empty words are endless.Griffith read it for a long time, then summed it up, and found that the book didn't say anything, and the history of Canaan was just that short section.

The content of the other books is a bit scary.The elves who had just established their homes were attacked by cannibal trolls, who hid in dense forests and darkness, attacked farms and cities, and captured the elves for evil sacrifices.

The trolls are so crazy that they are almost terrifying. They gradually find that young girls are more pleasing to the evil gods. They capture some of them every year, bring them to the top of the altar, and inject evil into the young girls with twisted dances and flute sounds.The elven girls became the containers of the terrifying gods wandering in the wilderness, and the volcanoes in the distance would erupt flames, and the evil gods expressed their joy and satisfaction in this way.

These stories are too obscure and generalized, and the details of evil gods and sacrifices are not mentioned at all.

At first, Griffith thought it was a translation problem, but after carefully reading the original text against a dictionary, he found that the author clearly intended to write obscurely, and the original version was also incomprehensible.

The text is full of creepy descriptions, the narrative is fragmented, and the falterings of fear, guilt, and ambiguity make things all the more terrifying.The trolls that dwell near Canaan are hereditary demons that live in glimmering caves, defile the pure, and raise filthy livestock to feed on their blood, flesh, and viscera.

Ultimately, the trolls were defeated by the God's Blessed and their allies, no longer able to sneak in the dark.

The protagonists of the story are the elves headed by Villanoy, Sylph, Wendine, Salamandis, Norman, Hades, and Amon. They obtained light, wind, water, fire, earth, The favor of the seven forces of darkness and spirit.

These seven powers are generally consistent with the six normal states of dust crystals, fire, ice, thunder, gas, light, and darkness. It may be that different civilizations have different names and classifications.Griffith compared it, and felt that the references of wind and thunder might be similar, but in different forms; in addition, the power of the earth and spirit could not be reflected in the dust crystal.

Under the blessing of mysterious power, the elves destroyed the fortress and army of the trolls, and drove them to the remote swamps and deep forests.The trolls once established many cities in the vast world. They are very powerful and fierce, but their affinity and understanding of magic are far from being comparable to those of elves and humans, and their defeat is inevitable.

The troll's golden empire was destroyed in the flames of war, civilization was cut off, cities were destroyed one after another, tribes retreated to distant mountains and forests, and even succumbed to the power of orcs, becoming warriors and priests of the army.Only a few temple strongholds still hold ancient and broken knowledge.

These histories are also recorded in books on general knowledge of magic and archaeology. They are very old and cherish words like gold.

The history after that is clearer.

"The Men became allies of the Elves, and together they passed the turbulent second half of the First Age." That's all.

Griffith turned a page, and after discovering it was the story of the Second Era.

Hello!What about the second half of the First Era?Did someone tear out the middle story?Griffith was half-dead by shameless fragmentation. He jumped out of bed and couldn't sleep. He looked through other books to see if there was any narrative.

The elves didn't pay much attention to that period of history, and occasionally briefly mentioned a few terrible wars that took place at that time, and they were even more vague about the actions of humans.

Griffith threw the book on the rug angrily.

"These stupid roe deer with pointed ears!"

(End of this chapter)