Weird Survival: I can devour thousands of talents

Chapter 208 Chapter 207: Abduct? Burn! Last words!

"you also……"

Axia watched Ling Xiao close the door, hesitated, said two words, and then pursed her lips.

"What am I?"

Ling Xiao turned around and walked to the desk and sat down.

Aksia had a lot of questions in her mind that she wanted to express, but when she saw Xiao's calm face, she couldn't say anything.

She stared blankly at the stranger sitting in the seat where her teacher had sat for many years, and opening the ancient book that her teacher had read countless times.

The two figures seemed to overlap in her eyes.

Aksia felt very regretful.

I regret that I had no interest in these books.

I especially regretted that I was so immersed in exploring the mysteries of ice magic at that time that I didn't remember any useful information at all.

When the teacher was not so old, he used to talk enthusiastically to his childhood self about everything.

There is a lot of information about these ancient books.

But he noticed that Aksia was not interested in listening.

Sartre would not force his will.

Just turn the topic to magic, the only thing that interested the little girl.

And now...Axia regrets it deeply.

She also understood.

I definitely heard some very crucial information at that time!
But due to some force and his own inattention, what Sartre had finally figured out was buried in the dust of history.

Judging from his performance just now, Sartre himself may not have realized the specialness of the "mad man".

If Owl had not suddenly mentioned the origin of the "pseudo-man", Sartre would probably never have connected the two until his death.

And after that?
His apprentice had no interest in these ancient books. Angelina, who was a little interested among the younger generation, would most likely take over Sansa's job as priest in the future...

Then wouldn't all this history be completely lost...

"You also...you also realized that the lack of history is strange! Right?"

Axia reached out to hold down the turning pages of the book, and looked at Ling Xiao who looked up with burning eyes.

Although her tone at the end was questioning, it was full of certainty.

"When something evil comes to your house, there must be a ghost; when something is out of the ordinary, there must be a demon."

Ling Xiao said softly, "I'm more accustomed to looking at problems using the 'what, why, and how' approach."

"Putting aside some insignificant influences, I think your Yalan Town should not forget that period of history.

Although the secrets hidden within may be horrific, the more so, future generations should keep them in mind. This will ensure that we remember the suffering endured by our ancestors and serve as a spur to the entire community."

He took Aksia's finger and paused on the page.

"These are the best evidence that our ancestors wanted future generations to remember history. Books made of such fine materials have not been lost after so long."

"This...what does this mean?"

There was a hint of confusion in Axia's ice-blue eyes.

"This shows that successive generations of magicians in Alan Town have tried their best to preserve them, as well as the historical truths preserved within them."

"But if it's that important,"

Axia frowned. "Then why don't the mayor and Mr. Sartre spread the word? Isn't spreading the knowledge to everyone the best way to remember history?"

“Because they don’t remember.”

Ling Xiao said softly, "You just saw with your own eyes the change in Master Sartre's body after he said that name."

"Angelina next to me didn't participate in anything. If you insist, she just heard it. What was the result?"

Aksia looked at him steadily. "But I'm not affected. And... you, you're fine too!"

"Yes, but why?"

Ling Xiao was like a kind and patient teacher. He did not reveal the answer directly, but slowly guided Aksia to think about the truth.

"Why……"

The girl fell into deep thought.

I am also from Yalan Town...

I was raised by Mr. Satyr and Priest Sansa...

I've been playing with Angelina and other friends since I was little...

Although Xiao is from the north, the Qingshan Town where he grew up should be the same as Yalan Town...

Aksia keenly sensed something, but the ensuing contradictions led her thoughts to an even more incredible mystery.

If it was because Mr. Sartre and Angelina were exposed as "Lost Soul People" that they developed the terrifying abnormality of "rapid aging".

The same should be true for other people in Yalan Town.

Aksia thought divergently:
If the fake people...oh no, those "crazy people" knew this, they wouldn't have to bother attacking Alan Town. They could just send someone to shout in front of the two armies.

By then, everyone from the mayor and teachers to ordinary soldiers will be "aged" beyond recognition.

If he shouted longer, he could even let Yalan Town destroy itself without bloodshed...

Axia also had some guesses about why the "curse" of "Lost Soul Man" did not work on her.

That is my own life experience.

Although his origins were still unclear, it was clear that he was not a native of Yalan Town.

Can……

Why is Xiao the same as himself?
According to his own description, there is almost no difference between Qingshan Town and Yalan Town, the only difference is the strength and foundation.

Although Xiao always said that he was not the strongest in Qingshan Town, Aksia was not a fool and would not blindly believe him just because of a few words.

With his record of single-handedly defeating and slaughtering the dwarf apes, and his terrifying magical talent, such a talent would undoubtedly be the best of the younger generation in Yalan Town...

No! He's most likely the strongest person in Alan Town!
I'm afraid I have to completely release the icy power in my body before I can hope to fight it.

Even if Xiao's talent and combat power are not the strongest among them, he is definitely among the best.

The reason why Aksia made such a judgment was that if Xiao was really just a pathfinder as he said, then the high-end combat power of Qingshan Town would be too terrifying!

Do such a powerful force have to flee south for refuge?
Moreover, she keenly found a linguistic loophole in Xiao's words.

Xiao had said before that the other people in Qingshan Town were not far from here.

After spending these days together, she believed that Xiao had a clear understanding of the strength of the monsters near the mountains, as well as... the strength of Yalan Town.

So what is he waiting for?
The threats from the cold wave in the north are really unstoppable, so why haven’t they shown any intention of getting closer?
Could it be that they saw through the enemy's weakness and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack and annex them...

All kinds of confusion lingered in her mind, causing Aksia's eyes to change significantly when she looked at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao didn't expect that this girl's mind worked so quickly.

It is not difficult to tell from the other party's eyes that he seems to regard himself as a bad guy who is ready to "invade" at any time.

Originally, he just wanted to get other information about the "Lost Soul Man" from Aksia.

Although if we press on with the victory, we should be able to get more out of Sartre.

But seeing the old man's frail appearance that looked like he might collapse and die at any moment, Ling Xiao couldn't bear to ask any more questions.

After all, they treat me well.

He kept exploiting the old man for information, and even if the other party finally died from the aging effect brought by the "Lost Soul Man", he would feel it was his responsibility.

Therefore, Axia, who was also unaffected and had lived in the Mage Tower since childhood, became the best choice.

Unexpectedly, it seemed that the girl had mistakenly thought that I was a thief with ulterior motives...

"Who are you!?"

As Aksia retreated, an extremely cold chill spread over her body.

Behind her, a large area of ​​icy light was ready to go.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao didn't even think about changing the subject. He just said helplessly, "I am indeed Xiao, and I am indeed from the north."

"But you are not a lost soul!" He nodded and shook his head.

Ling Xiao sighed, "In fact, I'm not even sure what I am."

Aksia's stern face thawed a little, but her expression remained alert.

"What exactly is your purpose in coming to Alan Town? Are you here with a spell to kill Mr. Sartre and everyone else?"

Ling Xiao smiled.

"This question is not actually a question. Do you think that if I really want to hurt someone, can anyone here stop me?"

"Yes! Me!"

"It seems that you have adapted well to your identity. I have a better impression of your race..."

"Wha...what?!"

Axia lost her composure in a second and asked in surprise, "What do you mean? Do you know me, my origins?"

"I have no idea,"

Ling Xiao answered frankly, "In fact, I'm more curious about your race than the history of Yalan Town."

Without waiting for Aksia to question him, he explained directly, "After all, that obviously problematic history is already history. Even if it could have a negative impact on Master Sartre and the others, it's no surprise to me, so I don't need to worry about it for now."

"But you're different,"

Ling Xiao pointed at the cold light behind Aksia.

"You are neither a Lost Soul nor a Lost Heart. In fact, I do know a little about your race, but it's just a little bit."

"What!?"

Aksia asked eagerly.

Ling Xiao didn't try to be mysterious and said frankly: "Ice Spirit Clan, you are a lost person with the blood of the Ice Spirit Clan."

As soon as these words were spoken, Aksia, who was originally in high spirits, instantly fell into a state of shutdown.

When you have a lot of cards in your hand, you naturally have to consider how to play them together; but when you only have one card to use, it doesn’t matter, just go all in when you have the chance to play!

This was all the information Ling Xiao saw from the Eye of Secrets, so even if Aksia wanted to know more, it was impossible.

Ling Xiao didn't lie to her either.

Compared to the secret of the Lost Soul Man, he is more interested in the Ice Spirit Clan behind Axia!

They are a mysterious tribe with bloodline heritage!

People who have lost their minds and souls are actually not serious living beings.

From Ling Xiao's perspective, in the entire Yalan Town, perhaps only he and Aksia are the two "living people".

Ling Xiao was very curious about the historical secret that caused the name "Lost Soul Man" to become a curse for the Lost Soul Man himself, but he also knew the seriousness of the matter.

Sartre showed obvious abnormalities.

If I delve further into this, I might end up getting into trouble and end up in disaster.

Aksia's breathing was a little disordered.

Her emotions had never fluctuated as dramatically as they had in the past few days in all those years.

In fact, she has always known that she is different from Angelina and others.

Aksia always wants to explore the truth about her bloodline and find her lost tribesmen and relatives.

But life in Yalan Town also gave her an emotional bond.

This is the warmth and tenderness that is imprinted in the blood.

On the one hand, she wanted to leave Yalan Town to find her relatives, but on the other hand, as the youngest and most powerful magician, she had to take on the responsibility of protecting the town...

Now Ling Xiao told her the result that had tormented her for many years.

At first, Aksia felt a sense of relief.

Without verifying or confirming, she confirmed the answer after hearing "Ice Spirit Clan".

This is the body's instinctive feedback and cannot be faked.

So she figured it out...

She's leaving!
But before leaving, she wanted to clear as many worries as possible for Alan Town!

Then... the ice-blue eyes suddenly looked towards the owl not far away.

……

"What? You want to come with me?"

Ling Xiao really didn't expect this to happen.

He really just wanted to gather more intelligence, but after all the talking he did, the result seemed to be a bit off track.

Is this right? !

Although Sartre was old, he was not senile.

It's like I've just been here for a few days and I'm trying to kidnap the "daughter" someone has raised for so many years. Anyone would be angry if they were in my place!
But before Ling Xiao could say anything, Aksia opened the door and ran out in a hurry.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly chased out the door.

But then Aksia ran up to Sartre, who was supported by Angelina, and said firmly, "Teacher! I'm leaving!"

As soon as these words came out, Angelina's beautiful eyes immediately widened.

Her pretty face was full of confusion, and her mouth was slightly open. She was about to say something but immediately lowered her head to see what was happening to Master Sartre.

In her opinion, her best friend was already very sad and confused by Aksia's sudden words, and Master Sartre must have been hit even harder than herself!
Unexpectedly, Sartre just raised his head with all his strength, and looked at Aksia's slightly uneasy but very determined little face with his cloudy eyes.

This old master of magic may be old in body, but his mind is not as weak as his appearance.

On the contrary, after he figured out some things, his spirits improved as if he had "rejuvenated".

But Sartre knew very well that he was really about to die.

Is the price of being close to the secret to become one with it?

Sartre's sagging face trembled.

He actually laughed.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

Sartre, in a lucid state, looks back on his life.

He protected the town, and he did it;
He worked hard to train the younger generation;
He worked hard for a long time to uncover the forgotten history, and finally broke the invisible chains before his death.

If there is only one regret, it is that I can't help Aksia find her tribe, and I can't see what the scene will be like if this girl gets married in the future?
If she still hasn't found her relatives by then, and there are no elders at home, what will she do if she is bullied by the man?

last of the last.

He didn't say anything about his lofty ambitions, but only ordered Angelina beside him: "Go call Hermann and Sansa, quickly..."

Then he walked over tremblingly, took Ling Xiao and Axia's hands respectively and led them back to the study.

Sit down and pick up your pen.

I barely managed to steady the pen and wrote a few short sentences.

Ling Xiao was standing nearby, but he didn't go over to peek because he had something more important to care about.

He could feel that Sartre's life force was rapidly fading.

Even if he had been attacked by "aging", the remaining life span of this magic master should not have been consumed so quickly.

Then there is only one reason.

This old man is really burning his last life to write something extremely important.

Such efforts could not even last for a few minutes.

The satyr burned out before the person he was waiting for arrived.

The magic master left only two last words in front of the tearful Axia.

"I'm done crying today, and from now on I should live with a smile..."

"Tell Sansa that it was actually me who peeped at her bathing..."

(End of this chapter)