Hero’s Creed

　　 Downton didn't even think that this code could appear in fonts and talk to himself. He was stunned and stunned. The subconscious would look up and observe other people in the car, afraid of being discovered by them.

　　 "Be calm!" Downton forcibly suppressed all mental activities, forcing himself to think about other things and diverting his attention.

　　 Only in this way can we be calm, otherwise we must shout ecstatically.

　　Even so, it alarmed Robinson who was keen.

　　 "What's wrong?" Robinson opened his eyes and glanced at Downton and the code in his hand.

　　 "It seems to have been bitten by a bug!" Downton refrained from retracting the code, so he pretended to scratch his neck, as if nothing had happened.

　　 Wisdom items, the lowest is the perfect level of magic equipment, at auction, at least one million gold coins.

　　 Downton, even if it is a fool, knows the preciousness of this code in his hand.

　　 This is enough to make the poor one of the millionaires' precious magic props overnight. If they are known by strangers in the carriage, who can guarantee that they will not rise up to greed.

　　 Downton had to be careful. Losing the code was still a trivial matter. It was the tragedy to be wiped out and thrown into the wilderness.

　　 "Sleep fast, keep your feet up, don't delay tomorrow's business!" Robinson warned, closing his eyes.

　　 Fortunately, it was already late at night. The people in the carriage were sleepy and were sleeping, and did not stare at him leisurely. Otherwise, at such a close distance, it would definitely be exposed.

　　 "Hmm!" Downton nodded, trying to put away the code, but couldn't help but want to find out.

　　It's like a person knowing that he has won a huge lottery ticket. If he doesn't confirm it, he will be restless.

　　 "You actually have wisdom?"

　　 Downton dipped the ink, hesitated, and wrote down the question.

　　The Code did not respond, but all the fonts written by Downton and the answers on the pages of the book disappeared.

　　 "Keep silent? Then I'm going to graffiti!" Downton's wrist twitched, and a beautiful line of text appeared on the page.

　　 "Nonsense, I'm an ancient magic book, the greatest encyclopedia, how could there be no wisdom!"

　　 As if there was an invisible quill pen dancing, there were gorgeous words on the pages of the book, and the red and bright ink left behind seemed to be burning like a crimson flame.

　　Although it is just a line of text, the noble and proud atmosphere still overflows the paper and rushes to the face!

　　 "What font is this? It's so beautiful!" Downton praised heartily. "Every word is art, and it's like a kind of civilization."

　　 "Your appreciation is not bad. This is Nesreal's magic flame style, but it's nothing, I will have many styles, even the calligraphy of the eastern mainland, but also some involved."

　　 is like to show off. The second half of the sentence, each word, is a style that Downton has never seen, but there is a characteristic that is gorgeous and explosive.

　　 "Are you an aestheticist?" Downton's expression was blank, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

The Nesreal magical civilization was annihilated in the long river of history as early as the dawn of 100,000 years ago, not to mention the ruins of the old country, even the remaining documents are rare, and they are still preserved in the Gorse dynasty. In the Grand Library of the Empire, even the common duke was not seen.

　　 They are so precious that even a drop of ink is an irreparable loss.

　　 "Hum!" The magic code used a word to express disdain for Downton, "Bomin, you are too rude!"

　　 "So what should I call you?" Downton could not help but this book is really interesting.

　　 "You can call me Lord of the Grimoire, or Lord Homer, oops, don't write any more!!!" Homer taught Downton, adding a series of ellipsis at the end of the sentence, expressing strong dissatisfaction.

　　 "So how do I communicate with you?"

　　 Downton asked, Homer was silent.

　　 "Will writing in the magic book hurt you?" Downton wrote this sentence and sighed, ready to end the conversation. He is not a strong man, right, it should be a strong book.

　　 "No, it just gets dirty!"

　　Pooh, Downton almost spit out old blood.

　　 "This is also called the reason? Are you lying to me, those fonts can obviously disappear!"

　　 The magic code is speechless. Only a few minutes later, a word appeared.

　　 "Well, it was seen by you, I just feel troublesome and don't want to talk!"

　　 Downton's mouth twitched, the character of this magic book is really unpredictable.

　　 "Well, don't disturb you!" Downton wrote this sentence, preparing to close the magic book, and his brain began to think about what benefits it could bring to himself.

　　Joke, listen to the meaning of this guy's words, at least it is the objects of the Neserell era. Without squeezing it, it can't be justified. Of course, Downton will not use any tricks, just a fair exchange.

"Wait a minute, listen to your tone, do you hate me? Well, as a nobleman, I can't lose my demeanor!" This time Homer wrote faster, "As an apology, I decided to give you a meditative idea !"

　　 "Thank you, don't use it!" Although I really wanted it, Downton decided to refuse. Who knows if the Grimoire is joking and playing with himself, so he replies, "You're right, you don't need to apologize!"

　　 "No, you, a citizen, are so generous, doesn't it make me look stingy?" Homer was angry.

　　 "Well, you give it away!"

　　 Downton is very curious, how magical will be the magical thoughts sent by the magical scriptures even the Nesriel civilization knows!

"not now!"

　　 "You play me?" Downton almost spurted blood on the pages of the book, his face slightly gloomy.

　　 "People, pay attention to your tone, Lord Homer has always been a promise!" Modian felt that she was despised.

　　 "Really?"

　　 "It's true, eh, what's going on with your question marks? Don't believe it?" Homer was angry.

　　 "Nobles shouldn't lie!" Downton deliberately stimulated the magic code, and said nothing.

　　 "Well, in fact, I only missed it once, yes, only once!" It seemed to worry about Downton's unbelief. Homer also issued an exclamation mark that covered the entire page, indicating a positive tone.

　　 "Anyway, it doesn't matter to me anyway!" Downton relentlessly prepares to understand Homer's character first.

　　 "Womin, the idea of ​​the vortex meditation you are using now is good, and its own qualifications are also very good. As long as the magic power is enough, it will soon be able to congeal the soul seeds."

　　 "That's what my sister gave me, it's very precious!" Downton's younger sister has outstanding qualifications and one of thousands of talents. After six months of school, he was scrambled by many mentors.

　　 The idea of ​​vortex meditation is the meeting gift sent by her current tutor. She didn't order anything good for the apprentice. She felt embarrassed.

　　 "Hang, I have never seen the common people, I will send you the holy angel like a meditating idea. Although it can be used after you enter the soul level, it can increase your efficiency of absorbing magic energy by a multiple."

　　 "Sounds great!" Downton stunned. It seemed that Homer still had some family members.

　　 "Well, of course, how could the stuff I sent from Lord Homer become rubbish? When you learn it, you know its value." Homer was proudly confused.

　　 "Thank you first!" Downton suddenly thought of a question, "What is the identity of that traveling businessman?"

　　 "A commoner!" The answer to the magic book is really full of Homer's style.

　　 Downton nodded, not suspiciously.

　　The life of a traveling merchant is to buy special items from one place and then sell them in another place, selling that kind of novelty, although occasionally buying antiques and making a fortune, you can also see a lot of things when you look away.

　　 "I'm going to sleep, it's so tiring to write that!" Homer wants to end the topic.

　　 "Wait, can you help me extend my meditation time?" Downton almost forgot the most critical question.

　　 "Inevitable!"

　　Homer's inexplicable answer, of course, made Downton excited. He knew what this effect represented.

　　 "Why didn't anyone find this magic effect before?"

"Because those idiots can't appreciate the charm of the magic flame style, by the way, your character is really bad!" The magic code has been sleeping, so all the magical effects are banned, and the soul fluctuations during Downton meditation awakened it. .

　　 "Sorry!" Downton was ashamed, determined to practice calligraphy, and was despised by a book. It was really shameful.

　　 Actually, the words of Downton are pretty good, and most people burst out, just comparing with the learned Homer, it is unsightly!

"I slept!"

　　After the three big characters appeared in the magic book, he closed it without Downton.

　　 Downton looked at this oversized magic book, put his palm up, and gently stroked, the black dirt seemed to look good.

　　 "No features!" Downton shook his head. The appearance of this magic book was really bad. No one would pick it up when it was thrown on the road.

　　 Downton did not know that this was not the original form of the magic book at all.

Homer actually felt Downton’s love for books. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com really loved reading. He might become a poet before answering, otherwise he wouldn’t even ignore the magic book even if he broke the page. he.

　　Adult Homer, but the whole body exudes a sense of literature and art, and never communicates with rough people!

Downton glanced at the moonlight through the car window and pressed down on the idea of ​​whirlpool meditation immediately. If Robinson saw that they could meditate for a long time, they would definitely ask. There will be problems.

　　 took a deep breath, Tang Dun calmed down, put the magic book into the rucksack, leaned against the carriage, and began to rest. He was not a person who was smug, he knew when and what to do!

　　 When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the car, everyone was awakened. In the rough noise of the crow, everyone knows that the crow cemetery of Crow Ridge has arrived!

　　 Durham jumped off the carriage and stretched a lazy, bumpy road, which made his limbs numb.

　　 "This is Crow Ridge where ghouls run?"

　　 Downton looked up, and what appeared in front of him was a piece of land that had been turned into black soil, mixed with decayed bones, carrion, and some fat maggots wriggled, making people shudder.

　　 "It smells!" Tony pinched his nose. Although he hadn't entered Crow Ridge yet, the disgusting smell had already come out, making people sick.

　　 Will couldn't hold back, his face was pale, and he bent over and vomited the sour water.

　　 "Half-hour breakfast time, and then start work!" Robinson took out a map and looked at it, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "Gold coins, I'm here!"