Pokemon phobia

It is said to open an alchemy shop, but in fact, what Tai Lun is going to sell is really not these hand-practice products made by Carlos.Carlos's level is not enough in the tower of the sage, where the curse mages and alchemists walk everywhere, but Tyron's own level is definitely enough-in fact, he doesn't even plan to make too many alchemy items. , if the name of a sage hangs here, those mages will definitely touch him to ask him for magic knowledge.

These high-level mages are all rich and powerful, and Tai Lun can just take this opportunity to replenish his shrinking inventory.

On the afternoon when this idea came up, Tai Lun sorted out and counted all the magic materials in his space ring, and then when the sky was dark, the news that the sage Aaron opened a magic item shop in his residence came to light. It spread in the Tower of the Sages.

The first one to come over was Kajit Yale who came to visit with his wife.

【Hey, this old man has seen a lot of young people surrounding your house. 】As soon as the old griffin entered the door, he paced and chatted with Tyron, while his wife Sahina quietly pulled Carlos outside.

"Carlos..." Sahina looked at the silver-haired elf with complicated eyes, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "How...how did you do it?"

Carlos tilted his head in doubt: "What?"

Sahina spread out her palms, her hands were slender and slender, but looked at carefully but there was a kind of abnormal transparency, allowing people to see the veins and bones under the skin.This state will only appear in the last five years of the high elves' life. When their bodies become transparent to a certain extent, they will completely turn into light spots and return to the embrace of the World Tree.

However, at this moment, there was no ray of light escaping from Sahina's body.

"I have heard the call of the Mother God, but now... I can't hear it." Sahina said softly, staring at her palm, and then looked up at Carlos, "Did you do it?"

Carlos looked at her silently.

After a while, Carlos laughed: "Maybe?"

His appearance was perfect, his light brown eyes were as clear as amber, his smile at this time made Sahina stunned uncontrollably.After recovering, Sahina pursed her lips and stared at Carlos' eyes for a while, then changed the subject: "You know, in fact, a long time ago, high elves did not only appear in the Forest of Elves."

Carlos whispered: "The high elves are the defenders of the rules."

"Yes." Sahina turned her head and looked into the distance, "The high elves abide by the rules, always chasing 'stability' and 'eternity'. The world tree grows on the source of the law, and we are the guardians of the law. But in ancient times, After the Demon Realm invaded Azera, killed and captured thousands of elves, the World Tree issued an order to prohibit us from leaving the elf forest."

The wind whipped up her long hair, and she raised her hand as if trying to catch the wind, but in the end she just watched the never-ending travelers go away: "Everyone says that the high elves are the closest to the source of the law. He is the most dedicated creature, and once he falls in love with someone, he will regard him as his faith and never betray him.

But this doesn't seem to be so right, because all high elves love the world tree from the moment they are born, when we choose to leave against the will of the world tree, we have already betrayed once; When we withdraw from God and distribute to another soul, we rebel a second time. "

"Yale told me that." Sahina said softly.

Carlos looked at her a little surprised.

"I still remember that it was about... 500 years ago. I was still living in the elf forest, simple and well-behaved like most other elves. One day, I was on the outskirts of the elf forest, in the tree man I saw a griffin where I lived with the druids, he was tall and mighty, and his eyes were the kind of wisdom that seemed to see through everything."

When Sahina said this, her eyes softened, and she smiled a little: "He told me a lot, which shocked me. I started to think about various things that I had never thought of before, and then... I and He went back to the Sage Tower together. After so many years, I have thought too much, and I am a little confused. But I have never had a second companion to discuss, and even Yale can’t help me, after all, he is not a high elf.”

"And now—" she looked at Carlos, "you are special, I can feel it, you are different from us. You are a high elf, but not like a high elf, maybe you can help me answer my doubts... ..."

She paused and looked at Carlos steadily.

"If the maintenance of stability is etched into our souls, why are there 'gards'?"

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When Carlos returned to the house, the mages who were still watching outside couldn't help but came to Tyron to order alchemy items and asked for advice "by the way".

For the smart mages, many things are self-evident, so after Tyron helped them correct some alchemy fallacies, they all consciously left "gifts" in return.

It's just that the things they send are either silver or...

"Master Aaron, thank you very much for your guidance! With your help, I will definitely be able to prepare an eleventh-level potion!" The half-orc with three wings choked and hugged his alchemy notes tightly, with a serious expression on his face. He respectfully grabbed a large lump of translucent silver-gray glue from the backpack behind him.

Tyron: "..."

"Great sage Aaron, this—is my gift to you." The half-orc mage said aloud in an aria. I found it in the purest swamp. I used mithril to outline its magicweave clothes, used star stone to build its residence, and used the water that melted from the top of the glacier and flowed down to the sky to moisturize it every morning. It's not a low-level magical creature anymore, only you are qualified to own it!"

Tyron: "..."

The half-orc affectionately caressed the leather-like tough skin of Lenze Tila: "Look, it has a uniform and transparent body, a sexy and charming round curve, and of course an excellent hand feeling that never gets greasy. I believe you will like it." of!"

Tai Lun: "..." The choice of words and sentences sounds a bit like the way he wrote "Notes on the Hand Feeling Experience of Magic Materials".

Until the half-orc boy walked away contentedly, Tyron was still distracted by the big lump of slime that had been reared beyond recognition.

This kind of overkill to please him made him a little unhappy.

Byrne wrote "Aaron's Memoirs."

Byrne went out of his way to promote the book widely.

In the book Byrne reveals many things about him.

Tai Lun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he casually threw the lump of Lenzetti on the side table, ignoring the trembling sound of water from it, and put a brand new thick leather notebook Lay it out in front of you.

From under the table, he took out a bottle of magic ink that was the least likely to fade, filled it with the magic pattern ink storage pen, and wrote in beautiful cursive elf language on the top of the first page expressionlessly: " Memoirs of Byrne.