[Interstellar] Flawless Life

Thousands of years after the fall of the monsoon island of Polichelli, the legendary ruins of Polichelli, where it fell, are crowded with adventurers from all over the continent of Yas. They cut off vines and excavated the ruins. Find out among the broken bricks what the Polichellis said about the white dragon.

The result was nothing.

"Did we guess wrong?" In the tent, the thief Sissy watched boredly as the team's appraiser Hook restored the ancient book. He swept away the dust on the parchment inch by inch. In the box, another thousand-year-old tree was wrapped under the bark. They would not have been able to find it if there was not Pease the Treant in the team.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Hook patiently flipped through a handbook that his master gave him, which recorded some magic runes thousands of years ago. He tried to decipher the magic scroll with the handbook, "Whether it's us or other teams , The relics found are only bricks, broken pottery, etc. It is understandable that the iron has corroded, but there is no gold or copper."

"Please don't be so slow, this is why there have been more and more adventurers in the ruins in the past seven years!" Sissy raised her forehead, "Monsoon Island drifts with the monsoon, and everyone says it encountered a dragon here. There was a war, the dragon was victorious, and all the shiny things were looted, and the really strange thing is that we can't find a single glyph of this war!"

"Why does it have to be 'war'?" Hook put down the notebook, and picked up a gemstone from Lake Pomerania with tweezers. It looked like a broken and irregular glass bead. "At first I couldn't recognize it. It is a glass bead from a child of the owner of the mithril box, and you know that mithril boxes are usually used by alchemists."

"I don't know, what the hell is an alchemist?"

"Thousands of years ago, it was an auxiliary profession dedicated to refining magic items for magicians," Hook explained quickly. "Later, most of them changed to dragon knights, because as long as they refine a good saddle and buy a good dragon, they can get A higher social status than a magician. Oh, don't try to persuade me, I can only identify magic, not alchemy at all."

"Okay, okay, what happened to that glass bead?"

"The mithril box is an alchemy tool used by alchemists to preserve important materials." Hook handed the gemstone from Lake Pomerania to Sissy, "so I think it must be a toy that children cherish until I pick it up, be careful .”

Sissy stretched out her hand to catch it, and the jewel's tentacles suddenly fell down, as heavy as a large box of gold. She subconsciously used her body-solid martial arts to avoid the head-on fall, "Good, so heavy!"

"This is the gemstone of Bomei Lake. The method of identifying it is very simple. It claims that all laws remain unchanged, and it does not accept any changes about itself. When you pick it up, you cannot directly use floating magic to give it a floating attribute. You can only use gravity magic to isolate it from the earth. Its gravity," Hook took back the stone, "it should have been perfectly round."

"It's dead." Sissy shook her palm, "You mean its shape has changed?"

"Yes," Hook continued to decipher the magic scroll, "until 300 years ago, this kind of gemstone was always used to inlay high-level protective gear, and it wasn't until some adventurers discovered the undercurrent of boiling water, geothermal caves, and Hellfire Abyss under the bottom of Lake Pomerania. I know that Pomeranian Lake is an ancient crater. This kind of gem is brought out of the earth's core by lava, and after being shaped by the fire of the earth's core, it is polished into a perfect circle by boiling water. Can you understand? The temperature of the earth's core, all Ordinary metals will turn into gases."

"You mean...the dragon burned Polichelli?"

"And the Polichellis didn't even see it, so they burned it to ashes, except for some special props that left clues, such as this thought recording scroll," Hook wrote the last word on the papyrus, "It has been deciphered."

Sissy hurried over, "What is it!"

Hook read, "The devil's fire rises from nowhere and devours everything, the hapless Polichelli alchemist Corsingarius."

"Oh my God!" Sissy exclaimed, "there's a dragon! And, and right there..."

"It's time to eat," the Paladin Rein in the team came in with bread, "what's the matter?"

"Line!" Sissy jumped on Lein excitedly, and the 17-year-old dragon knight was staggered by her, "Oh my god, with your physical fitness, I doubt that you are a magician! No, no, I am I want to say—”

Sissy leaned closer to Rein's ear, "Hooker found the evidence that the dragon destroyed Polichelli. It's the dragon's breath, the temperature like the center of the earth."

Rein's earlobes were reddish, and he gently pushed Sissy away embarrassedly, "Oh, that's great. You must be hungry. Hook, what shall we do next?"

Unlike other adventurer teams, the captain of their 'Wanderer' is the appraiser Hook, they work for a poor cardinal of the Holy See, and Hook's family takes care of his antique street for the cardinal , leading the team to the sea of ​​trees is just to join in the excitement of the entire Yas continent. I don't have much hope, so the members are very casual:

The captain of the appraiser, the girl thief with strange power, the downcast dragon knight on horseback, and the unresponsive treant.

Hook thought about it, "I will find a way to figure out the approximate location of the dragon's lair, and in the middle of the night we set out to take Pease to investigate. Before that, Rein continued to inquire about news with other dragon knights, and revealed to them that we have not made any progress. If you can, get Nero into our team."

After lunch, Rein went out of the tent to inquire about the news. The rambler's tent was located in a relatively remote area in the entire adventurer camp. The tree man and three or five beach jumping dragons were eating soil in the mud behind the tent. The tree man used his roots and feet to eat soil. The tidal flat jumping dragons use their mouths, each of them is the size of a horse, and the guard of these dragons is a middle-aged dragon knight Kendall with sparse armor.

He was leaning on the mud fence to eat melon seeds, and when he saw the down-and-out dragon knight Rein who was younger than him, he showed great enthusiasm. He shared a handful of melon seeds with Rein, "It's so hot! My wetland dragon skin is so hot!" done."

"Your dragon?"

"Hey, don't pay attention to these details," Kendall resolutely prevented Rein from turning the beautiful chat into a life criticism, and gave up after a while, "Okay, well, it was my knight who grew up William, he has There are more than 100 dragons, and there are even a lot of rare large amphibious and amphibious dragons. I don’t have my own dragon. I sold it to a dragon dealer when I wanted to drink. Now it’s probably in the meat bank of some noble lord. It’s mine The piebald seraph passed to me by my grandfather and father is 93 years old. I heard that it is the best time for their meat, and it is not good enough for a year. What about you, little Rhine, where is your dragon?"

"I don't have a dragon." Rein looked at the tree man playing in the mud. "I was originally a servant. Once, I helped the master who worked in the dragon training field lead an octagonal armored dragon to the lord. I passed by the Dragon Knights Association. In front of the door, when they saw a dragon, they gave me a knight badge. I later learned that dragon knights are life-long, and they cannot change jobs, nor can they do ordinary jobs."

"It's unlucky." Kendall yawned, "My grandpa is like this too, don't worry, just follow your knight commander and save some money to buy a dragon egg. Remember to buy a dragon with a longer lifespan."

"That would be expensive."

"No, little Rhine, they charge money based on combat power."

"I really hope to find the dragon's lair of the pure white dragon. Maybe there are so many dragon eggs in it that I can share one."

Kendall sneered, "God, I hope no one can find it. Why do you all think that the dragon will put on the saddle obediently? My grandpa told me the story of my ancestors when I was a child. In the sky Sea of ​​trees, he saw the pure white dragon. Do you know how big my ancestors said it was?"

"How big?"

"Its head is placed in the center of Lake Superior, where the water is still up to its eyes. Its shoulders are placed in the Dona Valley full of blue and pink flowers, and the tip of its tail is hung on the main peak of the Mujitu Mountains," said Kende, bearded Seriously, "It's not a horse, a house, or a castle, it's a city, a mountain range."

The author has something to say:

[Character] Kendall (holding the stinky fish bucket): Maybe you don't believe me, but I am very important.

[Jia Geng] I feel the deep friendship of the little cutie, and there will be explosive changes in the next few days, croak.