The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 160: Boiling Lake (middle)

Jona wakes up,

Jona wakes up from the darkness for too long, the loud conversation, the touch of the hot wind blowing across the skin, the aroma of black tea at the tip of the nose, and the muffin smell remaining on the tongue gradually become clear with the foreground objects.

Where is this,

This is the simple living room of Ambassador Tocharo at the embassy outside the east gate of Ekbatana. Next to the third-level astrologer sits Asai and Captain Morel, and behind him are Zarin Cooper and Zarin. Two lieutenants of Linkut, on the opposite side of the couch sat a few unknown Royal Blazers officers. Judging from the epaulettes and badges on the toe cloth, the middle one was a lieutenant colonel. His name was not It’s hard to guess that his ordinary-looking face with a moustache is almost the same as his brother, Major Thaddeus, the captain of the Golden City Garrison. There is no doubt that this is the commander of the Southeast Command Post of the Burning Blade Cavalry. , Lieutenant Colonel Sardis from the Megatron Frontier,

What I am doing,

Jonah lowered his gaze and saw that he was holding a cup of steaming black tea in his right hand and a muffin with nuts in his left hand. "I told Brother Jonah that there is a very amazing one in Redstone Fort on the Western Continent. They have the best hazelnut muffins in the whole continent; but the muffins you brought with you are also quite delicious. In terms of the looseness and taste, of course, they are called'cutting boards'. The muffin shop is slightly better. The proprietress of that shop did not know where to learn how to make eggs and fluffy flour. A bite of the hazelnut muffin on the “cutting board” is like eating a bite of light clouds, those hazelnuts and hazelnuts. Chocolate crumbs burst out in the clouds like fireworks. It’s a dreamlike feeling... But for muffins like you, Mr. Sardis, it’s not so easy to chew, but eggs, milk, cream, vanilla. The ratio of refined, granulated sugar and flour is just right, and it has a wonderful sense of coordination. It can be said to be a model pacesetter in muffins. "Asai is talking about it with a piece of snack.

Obviously he was enjoying an afternoon tea. Jonah is a little familiar with the name "Cutting Board", but his brain has not fully recovered his ability to think, so he has no time to delve into the comments of the Orientals.

What time is it, what time is it now, has the Descendant gone? How long has the demon occupying his body this time,

Jonah looked away. From the slanting sunlight outside the door, you can roughly tell that it is now three or four in the afternoon. After breakfast, he flew to Ekbatana on a camel eagle. Then six or seven years have passed. It’s been an hour, what happened in it, why everyone who attended the afternoon tea party was filled with joyful smiles, whether the descendants made some amazing actions with their own bodies,

Jonah reached out and touched the staff Sirafana by his side. He happened to not hold the imprint of the gods when the demon took over the body, so the energy of the soul was quickly exhausted, and he could no longer clearly observe the actions of the descendants. , The memory slides past his eyes like a slide show. The 17-year-old boy saw the descendant manipulating his body to walk into the mysterious Ekbatana, climb the Ekra volcano, and enter the "heart of the furnace" with the elders. The Flores who would have talked, stood in front of the window watching the steam golem sink into the lava, salvaging the space-time star array laid down by the original instructor, and the news that the volcano was about to erupt made him tremble,

"I'll find a way." The demon slapped his chest and said, Jonah doesn't know how this evil soul from another world can stop the eruption of the volcano. Gilberto Gilbernaion's research on the space-time star formation It cannot be copied. Any astrologer in the world nowadays dare not boast that he can repair or rebuild the star array of the first mentor. Why is the descendant so confident?

"Great, descendant of Lord Gilbernaion." The elder with the longest beard smiled relievedly, stepped aside to take something, turned around and said, "In the ancient code of Ekbatana In, there has always been a legend that the savior’s successor returned to the volcanic country to rescue the Flores. This thing has also been waiting silently for hundreds of years in the Heart of the Forge. Lord Gilbernaion left his legacy before leaving: When the Ekra volcano began to show signs of eruption, we should seek the help of a space-time astrologer and give this thing to this brave and kind descendant. One hundred and forty years ago, our grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather began to look around. The traces of the space-time astrologers, the astrologers who can master the power of time and space seem to have disappeared. Even the Association of Astrologers refuses to recognize the existence of this discipline, claiming that the interstellar line of time and space is an ominous force and the most unpredictable force in the vast starry sky. The power of the stars, for a long time, no astrologer who studies the space-time star array has appeared,,, thank the **** of volcanoes, we have finally waited for you, an uninvited space-time astrologer, if you remember correctly, you His name is... Mr. Jonah."

The Adventer replied shamelessly: "I am Jonah, an apprentice astrologer...No, no, I didn’t expect...Third-level astrologer, I want to declare that I am not the successor of the time and space star array, but I do There are ways to solve the Ekbatana crisis."

"In any case, this item may be able to help you surrender Mount Ekra, please accept the gift of Lord Gilbernaion." The elder held a box and walked to the astrologer,

The field of vision moved downward, and the Descendant knelt before the elder and gently took the carved wooden box from the pink-capped dwarf. The carved cork box has not been painted, maintaining the natural texture of the wood. Hundred years of time have passed without showing any shabby or damage. "This box is protected by Lord Gilbernayon’s time and space star formation. It cannot be opened with brute force. The structure of the star array is disrupted. This is also said in the code of the volcanic country." The elder pointed and said, "Don't look at the wooden box, even the steam sledgehammer can't damage it."

The Adventer stayed for a while, but quickly smiled: "Of course, elder, give me one minute."

He sneaked into the corner of the room with the box in his arms, turned his back to the six dwarves of the Presbyterian Church, took out the sealed magic pot from the deerskin bag, and recruited the sleeping moonlight elf, "What are you doing, sleep? It’s just right, there’s nothing fun to bother me." The green-haired elf flew out arrogantly, circled in the air irritably,

"Help me open this box, your space magic should be the same as this star array, at least it looks similar." The Adventer pointed to the wooden box,

"Unlocking the lock, this kind of activity that thieves can do is not what my old lady is interested in...Wait, what is this, space-time magic circle, oh, space-time star array..." Xiao Guai's eyes were on the box The lines are attracted, and I fly to the top of the box cover to take a closer look,

"Is ten minutes enough." The Adventer added fuel and vinegar,

"Bah, ten minutes, I will open it for you in 30 seconds." The carefree magic elf immediately yelled, flapping its wings in the air, shining with white magic light, behind the astrologer, A group of dwarves with long beards are pointing the light of pure power of time and space, chatting excitedly,

I don’t know how Xiaoguai cracked the blockade of the space-time star array. As expected, in less than a minute, there was a crisp sound of "ping", and the white coating on the carved wooden box was broken. No challenge." The Moonlight Elf patted her chest badly, "Find me if you have difficulty, don't disturb my beauty sleep with this kind of trick, it's flashing."

"Well, thank you girl." The Adventer closed the lid of the glass jar, put it back in the deerskin bag, and returned to the presbytery with the box. Within this short distance of four or five cloths, the wooden box was The speed, decay, and weathering visible to the naked eye eventually turned into a handful of black ash scattered with the wind. The return of the power of time and space made the cork box experience hundreds of years in a few seconds, and the last one was held in his hands. Yes, only a soft dark blue ribbon is left,

"What is this." The astrologer said bewildered,

"Let's take a closer look, we don't know it, the code does not specify it." The members of the Presbyterian Church shook their heads.

The Adventer slowly unfolded the belt in his hand. At this moment, a severe headache forcibly interrupted Jonah’s memory, "Ah..." The pain like the piercing of steel needles made the 17-year-old boy feel painful. With a cry, my hands covered my head and bent over, the porcelain tea cup smashed to pieces on the floor, the steaming black tea soiled Ambassador Tocharo’s cheap carpet, and half of the muffin bone rolled at the feet of Lieutenant Colonel Sardis. The ugly officer immediately stood up and drew out the sword, and sternly said: "Block all entrances and exits, pull up the cordon, Morrel, take off to observe, all cavalry enter the state of combat readiness."

The already crowded embassy immediately became a boiling soup pot, messy army boots stepped on furniture and books, Ambassador Tocharo waved his hands and shouted: "Don’t step on my coffee table, go out through the door, don’t go through the window. Jump out, that's my new outfit..."

"Click." Two cavalrymen broke through the glass window and jumped out quickly, whistling among the debris in the sky, and two horse-riding beasts immediately appeared next to their master,

"...Glass." Ambassador Tocharo dropped his arms, crying without tears,

"It's okay, it's okay." Asai yelled, raising his right arm to signal everyone to calm down, "There is no enemy, it's Brother Jona's own problem." The small silver needle babbled on the astrologer’s head: "The wind and heat are disturbed, and the blood is against chaos. Zhayintang, Sun, Fengchi, Yifeng, Hegu, Dazhui, Quchi, and Qi , Keep the needle for ten seconds...Okay."

He waved his hand like a magic. Just now, Yona, who was full of silver needles, looked like a hedgehog, and his head was clean. Even the traces of the needle pierced by the needle disappeared. Yona felt a strong headache. The clear stream flowed from top to bottom on the head, gradually absorbing the pain, "hu..." He let out a long cry and opened his eyes: "...Thank you, Asai, you helped me again. "

"It's nothing, brother Jona, headache is a common disease, is there something bothering you?" Assai said with concern,

"It's okay, it's...the old problem." Jonah smiled apologetically at everyone present, "I'm sorry, I made everyone worried, your ambassador, I'm very sorry for your cabin..."

While he was talking, his fingers touched a very soft and very warm material. It was a belt around his waist, a dark blue silk belt embroidered with golden threads. The original mentor Gilberto The belt left by Gilbernaion,