The Amber Sword: Act Twentieth The Three Most Holy

The misty mist slowly brought the hot air to the roof and licked the smooth ice surface. The ice-making skills of the Tyrmos are extraordinary, at least far beyond the level of their tents. Each ice surface is tightly connected. It fits together, and can't feel unevenness from the surface by hand.

Brando was immersed in the hot spring, and watching the mist was like White Mist said. The Tilmos who led the way took him here to bathe and change clothes, and then arranged for him to meet with the wise men. For the Holmes, it is a sacred ritual to meet the wise.

He originally thought that there was no environment for bathing on this ice floe. I'm afraid he would probably take a stimulating ice bath. For the Tyrmos who were born with the power of Element-rank, they took an ice bath and a warm bath. There does not seem to be any fundamental difference. But when he did, he realized that there was such a hot spring in this igloo piled by the Tirmos.

There is naturally no geothermal heat on the ice floes. Most of this hot spring is generated by Magic. If you want to come to Tyrmos, you don't need to maintain such a hot spring at all times. This hot spring and even this igloo are mostly prepared for him.

Thinking of this, Brando can't help but feel a little flattered. He knows why the Tirmos respect him, and for a moment can't help but worry that these Tirmos people don't really know much about themselves Will the resources used to trade be angered by this?

There is a stone basin in the corner of the igloo. Fairy lit the Meditation Incense in the stone basin. The incense smelled a mysterious flavor, rising from the embers into the water mist.

The mist in front of Brando seems to turn into a fantasy, showing a strange scene in front of him, and scenes are reproduced in front of him, and Ruo Ruo will repeat his experience after crossing.

He saw the battle of Faithwind Circle. The enemies he encountered in that battle were far from being the most brutal compared with those opponents afterwards, but that battle made him the most memorable. A battle.

At the same time, it was also the most difficult battle. Even the later Ampere Searl battle, the confrontation with the empire, and the battle with Her Majesty the Queen were far less critical than they were at that time.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the scar on his cheek. This wound was left in the battle of Faithwind Circle.

There are also scars on the chest and on the arm. These are the marks left in many battles. Although there are many ways to completely eliminate the scars in Vaunde, Brando didn't bother. It's not like treating scars as medals like some perverted noble, but it just feels unnecessary.

With a bang, he stood up from the water, and the water droplets on his body rolled down naturally and well-proportioned muscle lines, and evaporated instantly. He spread his arms and naturally put on a gray cloth robe. The style of robe is exactly the same as robe on the Tyrmos.

The Fairy outside the house seemed to be aware of the changes in the house. They flew into the igloo and looked at Brando with curiosity. They flew around him two or three times before falling to his shoulders. Holding spices in their hands, they sprinkled carefully on Brando, Brando immediately smelled a strange strange fragrance in his nose, his spirit was slightly shaken, a system prompt immediately jumped out of his eyes:

"Get experience17334 points."

This Correct is one hundredth of his total experience. Brando immediately understood what this spice is, meditation. This spice is said to come from a cetacean of some element in the shallow sea. Its function is to make people Clear mind can look at itself, according to the player is to directly increase experience.

But Brando has only seen the kind of meditation that is made of incense. One can take effect for one minute and get one hundredth of the current level of experience every second, like these little Fairy are used extravagantly. See you for the first time.

experience hinted that it jumped a total of three times, which made Brando improve a level on Templar Knight and Tundra Guard.

"What a luxury." He couldn't help thinking.

"Are you taking me to the wise now?" he asked.

"The wise want to see you." The young Fairys answered in unison.

They are saying the same sentence, but they are different, and the sound they make is also humbling, which makes them quite happy.

Brando put on a shawl woven shawl This is also one of the necessary etiquette to meet the wise man, he naturally does not understand, but with White Mist in, it would not be wrong. He walked out of the igloo. White Mist and Malocha were already waiting outside. Miace shrunk her body into the mane of crystal Stag. She immediately shallowed the sea for a long time, and it seemed that already was not well adapted to the climate here.

Brando raises head looks to the distance. This port of Tyrmos is called Yongdong Port. Although it is only built on ice floes, it is not small. It doesn't look like a temporary settlement like White Mist. It looks like a permanent city. At least Brando can see various permanent buildings such as sea walls, trestle bridges and streets.

A ray of light cable passes through the huge ice floes, between the clouds and fog. In the distance is the gray sky and the surface of the howling rage. Since they entered the misty sea, the shallow sea has changed into a look. Tame and calm before, become manic.

He saw the Tilmos fleet in the port, dark and dark, a bit like the Viking's dragon battleship, but bigger and more spectacular. He also saw some Tirmos, who were gathered in the square. The number was not large, but there were also twenty or thirty.

The life of these elements is rather indifferent. It seems that there is no unexpected person visiting him. Except that he can feel one or two "eyes" occasionally, most of the time he doesn't feel that someone is looking at himself.

Except Fairys

Fairy can be seen everywhere in the camp. They seem to be more than Tilmos. Brando does n’t know if this is normal or not. He did n’t ask White Mist. Only when Fairy itself likes Tilmo. The Sri Lankans live together.

Not to mention the group of Fairy who brought him here earlier, aren't they also residents here?

The little Fairys who are strangely good are hiding everywhere to quietly look at this group of uninvited guests. They curiously point and point out, and most of them express one's own's views, such as: Is this human? How can they get here? I heard that human beings are also divided into men and women? Is she male or female? What's that little white dot? Topics like that.

The little white little White Mist saw Brando coming out, jumped over his shoulder, and said angrily: "These little things are really annoying."

"This doesn't blame them." Brando replied with little care. Fairy were always curious, which is their nature, but most of them were not malicious. Although a few forests Fairy like pranks very much. .

But he stopped short.

He saw a rare fire Fairy. There is a square not far away. Of course, this square is not like a square of human beings. It is often a fountain or a statue. The Tirmos square is their priest place. Here is a stone pillar. The stone pillar is tied with thick ropes. The ropes are tied with knots. The white dye is used to draw different pattern. These knots are sacred to the Tyrmos, and represent the most significant event that a clan has experienced in the past. Of course, only wise men can tell their origins carefully and the little Fairy sits in the square. At the top of the stone column, although this stone column is not a forbidden place for the Tyrmos, the little guy who dares to sit on the most sacred place of others is worthy of attention anyway.

The little guy has wheat-colored skin, short flame-like hair, ** upper body, wearing a pair of fine trousers, and bare feet. His eyes shone like gold, a belt passed through his shoulders, attached to his waist on the other side, and a scabbard with two hands greatsword hung.

Of course, this sword is only about one slap to Brando.

But a flame Fairy with a sword is rare anyway.

No, it should be said that the flame Fairy itself is very rare.

Huo Fairy is a subject of Fossedes. They are proud and clever, weak in curiosity, and very alert to humans. They are unusual in Fairy. And it is said that most of the females of Fairy, only the flame Fairy is male. They usually live in the flames of scorching heat, and rarely come to the outside world, let alone the shallow sea.

Without Fire Element, you don't hate water.

"This is really interesting." Brando glanced at the little Fairy.

The fire Fairy also seemed to notice them, but he just tilted his head to look here, and then turned his attention again. They don't like humans, and they are not as curious about foreign objects as other Fairys.

Fersedes' subjects are indifferent, not as enthusiastic as the Fire Element.

"Did you notice that Fairy too?" White Mist asked on his shoulder.

Brando is following the group of approaching little Fairy in front of him through the camp to the tent where the wise man is legendary. He nodded while asking, "how?"

"Please pay attention to his scabbard. Is it similar to Blade of Flame's scabbard? You know that Ordefeiss is Fire Element's Holy Sword. That scabbard shows that he has a part of Ordefeiss' and Laws. This little guy may be Fossex He's blood, he's a Fairy Prince. "White Mist whispered.

"Fairy Prince?" Brando was stunned. His understanding of Fairy is limited to their nature. In fact, few people have an in-depth understanding of the organizational relationships of these Elemental creatures, just as there were not many even in the past game Players know the same as the Tilmos.

"How common is Fairy Prince?"

"Common?" White Mist looked at him with a speechless voice: "It's extremely rare. The Fairy royalty rarely appears outside, let alone the subjects of Fossés. You have to pay attention to it later, this Tyre. The Moss camp may be a bit unusual.

Brando nodded silently.

At this time, the Fairy guys already separated in front of him in two rows, and Brando stopped, only to see a huge tent in front.

But this tent is not like the crudely made shacks he saw along the way, it is more like a palace, supported by the teeth of eight giant beasts, twenty or thirty meters high, in a row The staircase paved by two pairs of smooth animal teeth stretched from the door of the tent to his feet.

Brando raises head came and saw the guide who met on the trestle before not far away. Of course, the other person was distinguished by the Tattoo on his face.

After all, in his opinion, the Tirmos are almost all the same, except for the slightly different heights and barely being able to see adult and young individuals, only about the Tattoo on their bodies.

Brando couldn't even tell the other person's gender difference. He once doubted whether the Timothy really had the **** Attributes, but White Mist told him that although the Timothy was Elemental creature, they still had a gender difference. Yes, they still need to form household to reproduce the next generation.

Although others can't distinguish the male and female of the Timothy from the details, but there is a simple way, that is, the female Timothy will not apply Tattoo on the face.

Moreover, Tattoo is not a mark used to distinguish individual differences, but a status symbol; according to White Mist, the concentric circle Tattoo on the face of the Tilmos who led them, shows that it is at least this too One of the elders of the clan.

Brando Only then did they know that these Tirmos sent an elder to guide them.

He pays homage to each other. Although the etiquette of mankind is not common in many worlds and plane, the meaning expressed in the expression and gesture is the same.

The elder saluted him and said something strange.

"He said that the wise man already has been waiting in it for a long time." White Mist replied.

"Go straight in?" Brando asked, looking at the covered tent curtain.

"Of course, the Timos are not so much red tape."

"Not much?"

Of course, Brando didn't say it in person, he just reached out to open the curtain, and then the whole person was completely frustrated.

Three people stand from left to right in the tent that is not spacious.

The woman on the far left is a woman of tall, with a thin face, but with a graceful and luxurious temperament. She has a silver crown on her head, wearing a silk yarn robe with elf's unique temperament, and holding a scepter , But the whole person is not tangible, but a virtual image projected by Magic.

This woman knows Brando, Correct, he once saw the tree Elven Queen in Evergreen Aisle, the mother of the small elf.

Along her side is a lady with a cooler look. She has short hair, a simpler grey cloth robe, no ornaments on her body, and even the belt that connects robe is just a long linen rope. She is familiar with this dress Brando, and the bitter monk in Vaunde is such a ghost.

But she is more familiar with Brando than her attire.

She is Aerlanta, the only human sage on the earth thousands of years after War of the Holy Saints.

As for the third person, a small Fairy with a laurel crown, Brando is almost negligible. After all, compared to the previous two, this small Fairy he has never met has really failed to attract any attention .

The wise man and Elven Queen haven't spoken yet, but the little Fairy first spoke.

And she's not even talking to Brando. She looked at the Malocha beside Brando and said, "Mr. Malocha?"

Brando stayed.

Malocha also stayed, and he asked babblely: "Luoluo ...?"

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