Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

The Age of Demons refers to the more than 2000 years between the first cataclysm and the second cataclysm. During that time, magic was unprecedentedly powerful, and mages could freely absorb energy from the source of magic without worrying about any damage. any side effects.

Many of the magical wonders of that era are unimaginable today, and arcane golems did most of the heavy lifting for a small fee paid to the mage.Portals are spread all over the world, and people who pay attention to sentiment can eat freshly baked bread in a bakery 4000 kilometers away every morning. At that time, the magic was even powerful enough to support the entire floating island in the air.

However, with the death of the original ruler of the empire, the God of War Sharma, the influence of the Feanor Empire gradually weakened, and finally fell apart after hundreds of years, becoming several countries that were constantly at war with each other.

Unscrupulous wars made people abuse magic to the extreme, which eventually led to the second cataclysm. The source of magic was polluted, and any mage who absorbed magic power from the source of magic would fall into madness. The era of full magic came to an end. Children with magical talents are no longer the glory of the family, but are regarded as monsters and devils. ——"Feno Continental Encyclopedia·History"

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Phils became the lackey of the mage, and he was also treated without being tied up, and was even allowed to carry weapons for self-defense, which made the Templar Commander Kent very disturbed.

However, if this wayward mage decides something, no one will be able to influence him, and the team really needs a guide, no matter whether the guide is reliable or not, it is better than letting them grope in the underground maze.

Kent can only ask Palos to protect the safety of the mage closely, and not let the assassin take advantage of it - after all, he wants to lead the team, Basil doesn't know what's going on, and Palos, who has been particularly absent-minded recently, is undoubtedly the best candidate .

But this was a chore for Palos. He was already uneasy about thinking about Avondel uncontrollably, and the order of "close protection" made him have to stay in Avondel all the time. side.

But he still couldn't tell the reason for his refusal.

In this delicate atmosphere, they gradually approached the big rift.

When it was time to set up camp again, the mercenaries prepared dinner and ate, drank and chatted in a circle, but the mage didn't show up for a long time. Phils graciously expressed his willingness to help him deliver food, but how could Palos dare to let him After handling it, I picked some grilled fish, dried meat and toast slices and brought them to Avondel.

He thought for a while, then took out half of the lime that was given to him today, couldn't help swallowing, and then put the half of the lime on it.

Before they entered the underground labyrinth, Evandel specifically asked the mercenaries to purchase more long-lasting vegetables such as pumpkins and radishes, and also bought a whole basket of limes that were not ripe at first glance.

The mercenaries scoffed at this, they were all creatures who loved meat and didn't like it, vegetables were heavy and they didn't care how full they were, not to mention limes, which were too sour for a snack.

Half a month later, the vegetables were gone, but there was still plenty of dried grains and meat. They used edible animals in the underground labyrinth and fish from the underground river to supplement their supplies. The meat was enough to keep them full, but the mercenaries felt They were so tired of smelling the smell of meat. At this time, the mage began to give them limes, one per person per day. When the original planned route was no longer available, it was changed to half per person per day.

The mercenaries lamented that there would be a time when they would rather exchange a whole wild boar leg for a dry lime.

Now that Palos thinks of these details, he especially admires Evandel's vision.

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Avondel didn’t go to eat because he was so focused on writing the book that he forgot the time. When Palos delivered the food, he was spreading the big book on his knees and using a quill to write a little on the parchment. Outline the shape of a mushroom bit by bit.

The illustrations that Palos had seen before were probably drawn by the copyist. Although he could barely see what it was, it was far from the one drawn by Evandel himself.

"Ah, is dinner ready?" Evandel finally stopped writing, "I forgot to eat."

Palos handed over the food without saying a word. Evandel noticed the half lime and said with a smile, "Is this your portion for today?"

Palos froze for a moment before nodding: "Yes."

This should be a friendly gesture, but God knows why he felt as if he had been found out for his bad deeds. After a few seconds, he said as if to defend himself: "I don't think you even gave Keep one for yourself, so..."

"I don't need it as much as you guys, but thank you." Evandel squeezed the lime, squeezed out the juice to drip on the grilled fish, and then began to eat. Although there were no cutlery, he still ate very politely. It's completely different from the mercenaries who eat all kinds of things.

Palos looked at it for a while, and began to feel that the atmosphere was a bit stiff. Everyone else was eating and drinking by the fire, and there were only the two of them in this corner. , the more you think about it, the more embarrassing it becomes.

Palos even wondered if he was under some strange curse. Otherwise, why he, who has always been calm, has become more and more difficult to get along with Avandel recently. His whole body was tense like a stiff statue.

Even Evandel began to feel that there was something strange about this Templar: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing..." For a moment, Palos didn't know where to put his hands and feet. In a panic, his eyes fell on the manuscript that Evandel put aside, and he said suddenly: "That... …May I take a look at it?"

Evandel smiled: "Just look at it, don't be embarrassed."

Palos secretly heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the unbound manuscripts and flipped through them, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed after this start. Palos looked at the vivid line draft on the parchment, and asked with a little admiration: " Have you ever learned to draw?"

"No." Evandel said, "I didn't draw very well at the beginning, and I could only express a general idea. After all, some things can't be clearly explained in words. After thousands of drawings, it is naturally like .”

In fact, Palos couldn't read a word of the manuscript now, so he found another topic: "How did you know to bring a basket of limes?"

"Let's experience it." Evandel said, "I have gone out to sea with a fleet before. As long as the voyage exceeds half a month, the sailors will bring vegetables and fruits as much as possible. Otherwise, eating fish for a living will make the crew sick. I I think the situation underground should be similar."

"I really don't know how the dark elves who have been living underground solve this problem."

"Interesting question, I have to find a chance to ask Phils."

Palos hesitated for a moment between the order "don't have personal friendship with the mage" and his own curiosity, and still asked the doubts in his heart: "I have another question...why did you think of writing an encyclopedia Woolen cloth?"

On this issue, the mage is more willing to say a few more words: "I like to travel around, and I like to write something when I am resting. At first, I just randomly recorded what I saw and heard. Take it for granted that the knowledge that everyone knows, for some people, there is no chance to learn it. The knowledge that most people can come into contact with in their lives is fragmented and chaotic. The knowledge learned by patchwork It also caused many people to go astray and even lose their lives. For example, the northerners call a herbal medicine that can treat fever and dysentery "elf grass", while in the south, what people call "elf grass" is a poisonous herb. Plants, some southern herbalists were misled by these bits and pieces of knowledge, and treated people with a half-knowledge, resulting in the death of patients almost every year."

"So, you decided to write this book for this reason?" Palos was surprised and admired, and his view of the mage changed a little.

"Let's put it this way, I don't think people should spend their lives re-learning which plants are poisonous and which animals are dangerous. There are many good things that can be done in this world, and I think spreading knowledge is one of the most far-reaching. kind."

Evandel finished eating, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and picked up the book again. He continued to draw mushrooms and said, "In fact, I also had the idea of ​​wanting to be famous in history at the beginning, but I found that most people When copying or reprinting this book, I will not leave my name, maybe because I am a mage, and the image of mages in people's minds is usually evil and dangerous. Sexual books are not at all relevant. This is not a big deal, and some people even put the name of the copyist in a grandiose way, so that people can mistakenly think that it is his work."

"This is really too much." The set of books that Palos saw was not signed. For a long time, I didn't know that the mage who was traveling with me was such an amazing person.

Compared to his indignation, Evandel just smiled indifferently, and stretched out his hand to cut his hair: "I also felt angry at first, but I calmed down after a long time. As long as knowledge can be spread through this book, right? It doesn't matter if you sign my name."

With the keenness of a warrior, Palos has long noticed that Evandel's left hand is a little inflexible, and he can't use much strength. Just when Evandel raised his hand just now, Palos found that on his left wrist, the There is an obvious old scar where it is usually covered by the sleeve.

A word appeared in Palos' mind for the first time - "Blood Magic".

As the natural enemy of mages, the training courses of the Templars of course also included how to recognize some dangerous magic, such as necromancy and blood magic.

Every part of the human body contains unique power, such as blood, bones, heart, etc. can be used as materials for some powerful magic, like necromancers will collect or even "create" fresh corpses everywhere to grind bone meal, and blood Magic is to use the power contained in the blood to achieve some extremely powerful effects, and usually the blood of the wizard is used.

In the magic academy under the jurisdiction of the church, bloodletting to cast spells is absolutely forbidden. Although this kind of behavior does not seem to hurt others, once it is started, the powerful power that can be obtained without any effort will be addictive. Many mage apprentices who were not strong-willed were so unrestrained to release more and more time and time again, and eventually died of excessive blood loss.

A mage addicted to blood magic always looks pale, weak and nervous, and is called a "junkie" by the Templars. Avondel doesn't look like a junkie at all, and Palos thinks he must be because of something. The terrible crisis had to use blood magic.

What kind of crisis forced such a smart and powerful mage to use blood magic to deal with it, and cut the wound so deep?

Palos had more doubts, but this question would feel like an interrogation when asked by a Templar. Even if Palos had no malice in his heart, how could Evandel know? , after all, they are not yet familiar with that.