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After listening to Cecil's description, Luther had a relaxed and fascinated expression on his face: "The ancient survivors, that's great. I also want to see their real bodies to open my eyes."

Cecil was stunned for a while, and said, "Wait a minute, can you understand me?"

"Langdon probably used interpreting magic on you. I saw him enter your room." Luther said.

Cecil shivered a little, and asked, "What the hell are the ancient remnants?"

"Well, there are legends that they came from the dark world." Luther said mysteriously.

"Dark world?" Various scenes of hell suddenly appeared in Cecil's mind, such as magma everywhere, demons and monsters rampant, demons running around and so on.

Unexpectedly, Luther raised an index finger and said to the sky: "I heard from those magicians who study the sky that if you keep flying to the sky, keep flying and keep flying, you will finally enter a piece of pure darkness, where There is no air, no ground, no distinction between up, down, left, and right. There are many eyes staring at you in the darkness. The legendary ancient remnants came from that darkness. It is said that they brought a city to the ground, very, very large The city is as big as a small island, and after that, they relied on their huge bodies to occupy the entire continent! No one is their opponent, they are invincible just by their size!"

Oh, it means that a group of alien cats landed on this planet in a spaceship and beat up the local natives. It sounds cute.

Cecil was very grateful for the "fearless face" will rule at this time, and didn't have to force a shocked expression: "Wow, really, how did they become like this? And, I feel that their number Not much, right?"

"Yes, there are very few." Luther shrugged his shoulders, "You heard it too, ancient—remnant, this is the first time I have seen it when I grow up."

"Are they all blue cats?" Cecil couldn't help but want to laugh, but he just couldn't laugh.

"No, there are many types of them, just like us, there are people, there are animals, and so on, but they are all super intelligent, good at magic, and huge in size." Luther made a frightening expression for children, "As for why they perished, I don’t know, just like quantum civilization, oh, they were before quantum civilization, no one knows why they perished anyway, even the ancient survivors themselves don’t know, because too much time has passed.”

"Wait a minute." Cecil thought of a key question, "If they have existed for a long time, then there should be very powerful gods?"

"Are you kidding?" Luther mocked, "There are so few people, it is impossible for a god to be powerful! The power of a god is related to two factors, one is the number of people who believe in it, and two is the length of time it exists. Besides, people A small number will cause a lot of trouble, for example, A likes to eat sweet, B likes to eat salty, the difference is not obvious when there are many people, but when there are only two of them, because each of them believes in one god, the number of beliefs Not enough, so the two gods disappeared. Otherwise, why do you think that elves, the long-lived species, cannot raise a powerful god? Because they are some egoistic artists, and they all think that the gods they believe in are the best and most It makes sense, that's why there are so many languages." He shook his head, "The biggest shortcoming of these elves is that they live too long!"

Cecil let out a "hehe", not wanting to comment on this trouble.

"Do they all have the ability to change shape?" Cecil asked.

"No, that, no, it's the law of the will of a certain great magician among the ancient remnants, because after their number has decreased, their big heads have caused a lot of trouble, at least it's inconvenient to avoid enemies, right? Constantly using magic consumes a lot of money, so the great magician established a rule of "anyone who knows magic can choose a free shape". Since then, it has been difficult to identify the ancient survivors. After all, they can change whatever they want."

After listening to this passage, Cecil paused for a long time before muttering to himself: "In other words, Langdon's current appearance is not his real appearance?"

"Why are you so stupid?" Luther snorted, "He looks like a cat!"

"Then what he looks like now..."

"It's an elder I respect very much." Langdon's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Cecil ran forward without looking back, shouting "I didn't say anything" as he ran, and disappeared in a flash.

Luther, who was weaving a straw bag, stared at the direction where Cecil disappeared with a resentful expression, and squeezed out an awkward smile to look at Langdon: "Cough, Your Highness, we are just talking about... er, past events .”

Langdon smiled and said: "For people with amnesia, they really need to know more about the past. You can teach them some common sense, which can save me a lot of trouble."

Luther raised his eyes cautiously, and said uncertainly, "Really?"

"Really." Langdon walked in the direction where Cecil disappeared, and the baby followed at his feet step by step, with a low-lying appearance, "You seem to be a smart person."

Luther lowered his head and weaved straw bags desperately, pretending he didn't hear anything, compared to Cecil who was "so naive" - ​​after all, this guy was about to starve to death and refused to eat the magic elk - Langdon fit his impression of gay knights.

These cunning, sinister, man-loving perverted knights!

Alas, poor Cecil, why did he join the Gay Knights?

He must have betrayed his soul!

Cecil hid in the mud hut and observed secretly. He didn't know why he panicked, as if he was bumped into by the person who spoke ill of someone behind his back.

"The beef soup is very popular today." Langdon's voice sounded from the other side, "It was the same yesterday. There is no problem with making a profit."

Cecil turned his head and saw Langdon looking over with a smile.

"Hehe." He laughed twice, "How should I put it, I'm just curious about your race..."

"My civilization has been extinct, many years before I was born." Langdon said this with a sense of emotion, but not much sadness and despair, "For me, the civilization of the ancient remnants is only This changing body shape allows me to live among human beings smoothly, and there is nothing else left."

Cecil said hesitantly: "Have you ever met the same kind?"

"No." Langdon sat down on the ground of the mud hut, and looked at the scenery outside the house side by side with Cecil, "I have the ability to change my body shape, and I got it after I learned magic. My parents are ordinary people, but Carrying the genes of the ancient remnants, this situation only appeared after the great magician formulated the law of wills, before that, the ancient remnants were not only civilizations, but even races were on the verge of extinction." He suddenly laughed "When I was born, my mother thought I was cursed, and my father fainted on the spot. They all said I was a monster. Fortunately, I met a magician who recognized my identity and took me away , and then introduced me to the Gay Knights. My body is a cat, if it is a human, it is likely that I will not be discovered as an ancient remnant until a long time later.”

Cecil didn't know how much sadness and melancholy there was in this understated story, but he could read Langdon's expression, and the pair of always smiling eyebrows and eyes became much colder.

"Is it possible to choose your changed appearance?" Cecil still couldn't help asking this question.

"Yes, this is the appearance of the magician who raised me." As soon as he mentioned this, Langdon's expression was like melting ice, and he immediately faced the sea and the spring flowers bloomed. "I like his appearance very much." , is always calm, nothing can trouble him... What's wrong with you?"

Cecil buried his face in his palms, feeling bad all over.

Male gods also have male gods, and male gods are still powerful demons!Law!division!

It is the one that will appear in my future!born!Of!enemy!

The final battle between industry and magic!

After Cecil raised his face again, he said in a tone of debilitating kidney deficiency, "Then what, Langdon, is your boy... uh, is your adoptive father still, is he still there?" He originally wanted to ask if he was still alive, But this was too ugly, so I changed my words urgently.

"No, I haven't seen him since I joined the Knights." Langdon returned to his previous calm appearance, "Are you okay?"

"fine……"

There is only one thing circling in Cecil's mind now: Damn... I like the male god, the male god, or the male god?

This is a really hard question to decide.

Cecil stared at the sky for a while, until the sound of his empty stomach woke him up, and he found that the baby was squatting at his feet, looking at him with a strange look.

"When did you come?" Cecil stood up tremblingly, maintaining a position for so long that he couldn't feel his legs. "Where's Langdon?"

The baby pouted in one direction very humanely.

Cecil walked in that direction and muttered: "Baby, is your injury healed? I need to tidy up your hair, alas, my hair has grown out too, I need to make a comb..."

Cecil didn't notice the baby's wide eyes at all.

Sure enough, Langdon was in the direction the baby was pointing at, the mushroom house, and there was a stench coming out without even being in front of him, and the fat pond was right next to the mushroom house.Cecil immediately changed to mouth breathing and walked in.

Langdon was holding a straw bag to pack mushrooms in. Due to the rapid growth of raw materials to be transported, everyone had to keep weaving straw bags whenever they had time, because this thing really broke down quickly and was not strong at all.

"The Lord Ebo is ready to see you." Cecil heard Langdon say this as soon as he entered the door. "You'd better get ready."

"Preparing for what?" Cecil sleepwalked, staring at Langdon's face.

Langdon had a funny and helpless expression on his face: "Aren't you awake? Of course you are going to offer your leatherworking skills."