Chapter 95: The craving of thorns
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"Old Phil, cut your fingers, I need you to put the blood on this bottle." Liszt said undoubtedly, Philip has died, the indigenous people of the island do not know that there are still a few left, the old The cobbler is probably one of them.
As for the blood of the "sun descendants", he did not know.
Can only try first.
Although the old cobbler is not clear, but the commander of the Lord, he must do it. Use your needle to puncture your fingers, squeeze out the blood, and apply it on a beautiful golden bottle.
Liszt has already applied the magic eye.
Keep an eye on the metal drift bottle.
When the blood came into contact with the metal bottle, his whirlpool pupil suddenly expanded, because he saw a magical scene - it seems to be touched by the blood, the metal bottle gushes out a faint magic, and expands along the pattern carved above, quickly outlines the sun. , the lines of big trees, bows, harps, eagle and bears.
A man of lines emerges from the bottle, picks up the bow and arrows, and shoots at the sun.
A woman of a line emerges from the bottle, picks up the piano, and plays it gently under the big tree.
The eagle fell on the man's shoulder, the bear cuddling with the woman, the magical line pattern on the bottle, lively and lively.
The sun with the arrow in Russia fell, and a line of water emerged from the line, spewing a fountain and rushing straight into the bottle.
Hey!
A crackling sound.
The lines of all magical powers dissipated, and no traces of magic were seen on the metal bottles, and the original bottle mouth was cracked. Liszt gently pulled it out with his hand and the bottle cap fell off. He shook the metal bottle down and dropped it into a small stick.
It is a very delicate, thin and thin paper, and Liszt will unfold the paper.
There is a line of little people painting above - not right, to be precise, it should be a line of sun. Liszt had an impression of these little people, but what it means to be indistinguishable.
There are many confusions in my heart waiting to be solved.
On the surface, he was not in a hurry. He rolled up the paper and glanced at the old cobbler: "Old Phil, are you relatives with Philip?"
"I don't know, Lord Lord, maybe, Philip said, saying that we are all exiles of sinners."
In fact they should be relatives.
Looking at the old cobbler's stature and the old expression, Liszt felt that the last task of the smoke release was done by himself - at least the old cobbler should be a son, or at least he should be consigned to Jesse. Father and son. Whatever the morality or the help of the task, what should be done.
"Old Phil, what do you think of Jessie?"
"Jessie is a very good child. He always comes to help me with things, diving, sweeping the floor... Thanks to him, the taste of the cobbler shop is much better."
"Jessie is an orphan, do you know?"
"I know."
"Have you ever thought that you two can form a contract father and son."
"What, this..." The old cobbler was obviously a little scared. "Jessie is the servant of the castle, and I am just an old cobbler. He has better conditions to live better. I don't want to drag him down. Lord Lord, Jesse is a sensible thing. The child, he likes to work in the castle, and works hard, I will let him stop coming to me, so as not to delay his work."
He thought that his relationship with Jesse made the lord adults unhappy.
"You misunderstood, I did not blame Jesse for the meaning, just a proposal." Liszt suddenly felt that doing this thing himself was a bit unconventional, and the lord did not care about the civilians.
He got up and left the cobbler shop and said: "You decide this thing, I will explain it to Mr. Carter."
If you are not successful, just propose it.
After returning to the castle, he talked with Carter casually, and immediately put aside these chores and began to invest in the translation of the drifting bottle.
In contrast to "The Diary of Philip Sun's Descendants," he finds out the meaning of the little man's painting one by one.
Soon, I will translate this note.
"The tower collapsed, the tree city burned, XX has died, and the Son of the Sun will be lifted out with the flames, and the children who are outside, you are free."
"XX" is a set of solar texts, but there is no corresponding explanation in the diary, and the style of painting is more abstract. Liszt can't see it, its specific meaning, but it can be roughly guessed that it should be the inhabitation of the Son of the Sun. Earth - perhaps a country, perhaps a continent.
In other words, the drift bottle brings a bad news.
"The son of the sun, which country's aristocrats claim to be?" Liszt's knight novels, there are not a thousand and one hundred, but there is no record of the Son of the Sun.
Rubbing the paper in his hand.
He suddenly felt that this country is probably not a mainland country: "The paper on the mainland is thick paper made of animal leather, which is not easy to preserve, and the writing is not convenient. But this piece of paper in my hand does not seem to use animal leather. The paper made, very thin, this technology, the mainland has not yet appeared."
But apart from the mainland, the Grand Duchy of Sapphire is the first country to establish a country.
immediately.
Liszt thought of a possibility: "Is it true that the Son of the Sun is not the human being on this continent, but on the other side of the Blue Sea?"
The east coast of the flower town faces the blue sea, and the opposite side of the blue sea is the legendary devil sea. No one can sail in the devil's sea.
The legend is not credible.
If this different world is also a planet, then referring to the earth, perhaps the so-called Devil Sea is just a larger ocean than the sea.
On the other side of the ocean, there may be a continent.
The mainland and the mainland are separated by an ocean that cannot be crossed. Perhaps another continent is also home to human beings.
"Well, the information is too small to make any effective judgment. Just as there is a continent on the opposite side, there is a group of humans called the Son of the Sun." Liszt took back too far thoughts. "For me, For the time being, I have no ability to crack this mystery full of doubts."
He put the metal drift bottle into the gem space, but did not cover the cap - preventing it from opening.
The thin paper is also taken into the gem space, as well as the diary of Philip Sun's descendants.
"Now, it's time to shift the focus to the thorns!"
The eight-year-old thorns are not willing to die in loneliness and want to fight hard. Liszt can feel that this thornworm is indeed different from other genie worms.
He came to the worm house, which was taken care of by Carter, and saw the thorns that were sleeping in the box—the worms could sleep 24 hours a day.
If there is no spiritual connection, let Liszt always know his elf bugs.
"Little guy, I can feel the sullenness in your body and feel your thirst for evolution. Although I know the hope of letting you evolve, I am still willing to help you and do my best. Not for the potion thorns. , and complete the smoke mission."
Gently stroking the gray body of the thorns, Liszt said to himself.
The thorns seem to perceive the arrival of Liszt, open the eyes of small black sesame and turn to look at Liszt.
Among the seven elf worms, it is the ugliest one, darker than the other elf worms, and the body is also slender and the skin is harder - the elves that are bred by woody plants such as shrubs and trees. The worm will always appear rougher than the elf worm that the herb bred.
Black eyes, can't see any eyes.
But Liszt can feel the closeness and docility of the thorns.
“I have already told Galthai to stop the supply of the recent compost, as long as your Cordyceps can be absorbed, they will be given priority for you.”
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"Old Phil, cut your fingers, I need you to put the blood on this bottle." Liszt said undoubtedly, Philip has died, the indigenous people of the island do not know that there are still a few left, the old The cobbler is probably one of them.
As for the blood of the "sun descendants", he did not know.
Can only try first.
Although the old cobbler is not clear, but the commander of the Lord, he must do it. Use your needle to puncture your fingers, squeeze out the blood, and apply it on a beautiful golden bottle.
Liszt has already applied the magic eye.
Keep an eye on the metal drift bottle.
When the blood came into contact with the metal bottle, his whirlpool pupil suddenly expanded, because he saw a magical scene - it seems to be touched by the blood, the metal bottle gushes out a faint magic, and expands along the pattern carved above, quickly outlines the sun. , the lines of big trees, bows, harps, eagle and bears.
A man of lines emerges from the bottle, picks up the bow and arrows, and shoots at the sun.
A woman of a line emerges from the bottle, picks up the piano, and plays it gently under the big tree.
The eagle fell on the man's shoulder, the bear cuddling with the woman, the magical line pattern on the bottle, lively and lively.
The sun with the arrow in Russia fell, and a line of water emerged from the line, spewing a fountain and rushing straight into the bottle.
Hey!
A crackling sound.
The lines of all magical powers dissipated, and no traces of magic were seen on the metal bottles, and the original bottle mouth was cracked. Liszt gently pulled it out with his hand and the bottle cap fell off. He shook the metal bottle down and dropped it into a small stick.
It is a very delicate, thin and thin paper, and Liszt will unfold the paper.
There is a line of little people painting above - not right, to be precise, it should be a line of sun. Liszt had an impression of these little people, but what it means to be indistinguishable.
There are many confusions in my heart waiting to be solved.
On the surface, he was not in a hurry. He rolled up the paper and glanced at the old cobbler: "Old Phil, are you relatives with Philip?"
"I don't know, Lord Lord, maybe, Philip said, saying that we are all exiles of sinners."
In fact they should be relatives.
Looking at the old cobbler's stature and the old expression, Liszt felt that the last task of the smoke release was done by himself - at least the old cobbler should be a son, or at least he should be consigned to Jesse. Father and son. Whatever the morality or the help of the task, what should be done.
"Old Phil, what do you think of Jessie?"
"Jessie is a very good child. He always comes to help me with things, diving, sweeping the floor... Thanks to him, the taste of the cobbler shop is much better."
"Jessie is an orphan, do you know?"
"I know."
"Have you ever thought that you two can form a contract father and son."
"What, this..." The old cobbler was obviously a little scared. "Jessie is the servant of the castle, and I am just an old cobbler. He has better conditions to live better. I don't want to drag him down. Lord Lord, Jesse is a sensible thing. The child, he likes to work in the castle, and works hard, I will let him stop coming to me, so as not to delay his work."
He thought that his relationship with Jesse made the lord adults unhappy.
"You misunderstood, I did not blame Jesse for the meaning, just a proposal." Liszt suddenly felt that doing this thing himself was a bit unconventional, and the lord did not care about the civilians.
He got up and left the cobbler shop and said: "You decide this thing, I will explain it to Mr. Carter."
If you are not successful, just propose it.
After returning to the castle, he talked with Carter casually, and immediately put aside these chores and began to invest in the translation of the drifting bottle.
In contrast to "The Diary of Philip Sun's Descendants," he finds out the meaning of the little man's painting one by one.
Soon, I will translate this note.
"The tower collapsed, the tree city burned, XX has died, and the Son of the Sun will be lifted out with the flames, and the children who are outside, you are free."
"XX" is a set of solar texts, but there is no corresponding explanation in the diary, and the style of painting is more abstract. Liszt can't see it, its specific meaning, but it can be roughly guessed that it should be the inhabitation of the Son of the Sun. Earth - perhaps a country, perhaps a continent.
In other words, the drift bottle brings a bad news.
"The son of the sun, which country's aristocrats claim to be?" Liszt's knight novels, there are not a thousand and one hundred, but there is no record of the Son of the Sun.
Rubbing the paper in his hand.
He suddenly felt that this country is probably not a mainland country: "The paper on the mainland is thick paper made of animal leather, which is not easy to preserve, and the writing is not convenient. But this piece of paper in my hand does not seem to use animal leather. The paper made, very thin, this technology, the mainland has not yet appeared."
But apart from the mainland, the Grand Duchy of Sapphire is the first country to establish a country.
immediately.
Liszt thought of a possibility: "Is it true that the Son of the Sun is not the human being on this continent, but on the other side of the Blue Sea?"
The east coast of the flower town faces the blue sea, and the opposite side of the blue sea is the legendary devil sea. No one can sail in the devil's sea.
The legend is not credible.
If this different world is also a planet, then referring to the earth, perhaps the so-called Devil Sea is just a larger ocean than the sea.
On the other side of the ocean, there may be a continent.
The mainland and the mainland are separated by an ocean that cannot be crossed. Perhaps another continent is also home to human beings.
"Well, the information is too small to make any effective judgment. Just as there is a continent on the opposite side, there is a group of humans called the Son of the Sun." Liszt took back too far thoughts. "For me, For the time being, I have no ability to crack this mystery full of doubts."
He put the metal drift bottle into the gem space, but did not cover the cap - preventing it from opening.
The thin paper is also taken into the gem space, as well as the diary of Philip Sun's descendants.
"Now, it's time to shift the focus to the thorns!"
The eight-year-old thorns are not willing to die in loneliness and want to fight hard. Liszt can feel that this thornworm is indeed different from other genie worms.
He came to the worm house, which was taken care of by Carter, and saw the thorns that were sleeping in the box—the worms could sleep 24 hours a day.
If there is no spiritual connection, let Liszt always know his elf bugs.
"Little guy, I can feel the sullenness in your body and feel your thirst for evolution. Although I know the hope of letting you evolve, I am still willing to help you and do my best. Not for the potion thorns. , and complete the smoke mission."
Gently stroking the gray body of the thorns, Liszt said to himself.
The thorns seem to perceive the arrival of Liszt, open the eyes of small black sesame and turn to look at Liszt.
Among the seven elf worms, it is the ugliest one, darker than the other elf worms, and the body is also slender and the skin is harder - the elves that are bred by woody plants such as shrubs and trees. The worm will always appear rougher than the elf worm that the herb bred.
Black eyes, can't see any eyes.
But Liszt can feel the closeness and docility of the thorns.
“I have already told Galthai to stop the supply of the recent compost, as long as your Cordyceps can be absorbed, they will be given priority for you.”
"Old Phil, cut your fingers, I need you to put the blood on this bottle." Liszt said undoubtedly, Philip has died, the indigenous people of the island do not know that there are still a few left, the old The cobbler is probably one of them.As for the blood of the "sun descendants", he did not know.Can only try first.Although the old cobbler is not clear, but the commander of the Lord, he must do it. Use your needle to puncture your fingers, squeeze out the blood, and apply it on a beautiful golden bottle.Liszt has already applied the magic eye.Keep an eye on the metal drift bottle.When the blood came into contact with the metal bottle, his whirlpool pupil suddenly expanded, because he saw a magical scene - it seems to be touched by the blood, the metal bottle gushes out a faint magic, and expands along the pattern carved above, quickly outlines the sun. , the lines of big trees, bows, harps, eagle and bears.A man of lines emerges from the bottle, picks up the bow and arrows, and shoots at the sun.A woman of a line emerges from the bottle, picks up the piano, and plays it gently under the big tree.The eagle fell on the man's shoulder, the bear cuddling with the woman, the magical line pattern on the bottle, lively and lively.The sun with the arrow in Russia fell, and a line of water emerged from the line, spewing a fountain and rushing straight into the bottle.Hey!A crackling sound.The lines of all magical powers dissipated, and no traces of magic were seen on the metal bottles, and the original bottle mouth was cracked. Liszt gently pulled it out with his hand and the bottle cap fell off. He shook the metal bottle down and dropped it into a small stick.It is a very delicate, thin and thin paper, and Liszt will unfold the paper.There is a line of little people painting above - not right, to be precise, it should be a line of sun. Liszt had an impression of these little people, but what it means to be indistinguishable.There are many confusions in my heart waiting to be solved.On the surface, he was not in a hurry. He rolled up the paper and glanced at the old cobbler: "Old Phil, are you relatives with Philip?""I don't know, Lord Lord, maybe, Philip said, saying that we are all exiles of sinners."In fact they should be relatives.Looking at the old cobbler's stature and the old expression, Liszt felt that the last task of the smoke release was done by himself - at least the old cobbler should be a son, or at least he should be consigned to Jesse. Father and son. Whatever the morality or the help of the task, what should be done."Old Phil, what do you think of Jessie?""Jessie is a very good child. He always comes to help me with things, diving, sweeping the floor... Thanks to him, the taste of the cobbler shop is much better.""Jessie is an orphan, do you know?""I know.""Have you ever thought that you two can form a contract father and son.""What, this..." The old cobbler was obviously a little scared. "Jessie is the servant of the castle, and I am just an old cobbler. He has better conditions to live better. I don't want to drag him down. Lord Lord, Jesse is a sensible thing. The child, he likes to work in the castle, and works hard, I will let him stop coming to me, so as not to delay his work."He thought that his relationship with Jesse made the lord adults unhappy."You misunderstood, I did not blame Jesse for the meaning, just a proposal." Liszt suddenly felt that doing this thing himself was a bit unconventional, and the lord did not care about the civilians.He got up and left the cobbler shop and said: "You decide this thing, I will explain it to Mr. Carter."If you are not successful, just propose it.After returning to the castle, he talked with Carter casually, and immediately put aside these chores and began to invest in the translation of the drifting bottle.In contrast to "The Diary of Philip Sun's Descendants," he finds out the meaning of the little man's painting one by one.Soon, I will translate this note."The tower collapsed, the tree city burned, XX has died, and the Son of the Sun will be lifted out with the flames, and the children who are outside, you are free.""XX" is a set of solar texts, but there is no corresponding explanation in the diary, and the style of painting is more abstract. Liszt can't see it, its specific meaning, but it can be roughly guessed that it should be the inhabitation of the Son of the Sun. Earth - perhaps a country, perhaps a continent.In other words, the drift bottle brings a bad news."The son of the sun, which country's aristocrats claim to be?" Liszt's knight novels, there are not a thousand and one hundred, but there is no record of the Son of the Sun.Rubbing the paper in his hand.He suddenly felt that this country is probably not a mainland country: "The paper on the mainland is thick paper made of animal leather, which is not easy to preserve, and the writing is not convenient. But this piece of paper in my hand does not seem to use animal leather. The paper made, very thin, this technology, the mainland has not yet appeared."But apart from the mainland, the Grand Duchy of Sapphire is the first country to establish a country.immediately.Liszt thought of a possibility: "Is it true that the Son of the Sun is not the human being on this continent, but on the other side of the Blue Sea?"The east coast of the flower town faces the blue sea, and the opposite side of the blue sea is the legendary devil sea. No one can sail in the devil's sea.The legend is not credible.If this different world is also a planet, then referring to the earth, perhaps the so-called Devil Sea is just a larger ocean than the sea.On the other side of the ocean, there may be a continent.The mainland and the mainland are separated by an ocean that cannot be crossed. Perhaps another continent is also home to human beings."Well, the information is too small to make any effective judgment. Just as there is a continent on the opposite side, there is a group of humans called the Son of the Sun." Liszt took back too far thoughts. "For me, For the time being, I have no ability to crack this mystery full of doubts."He put the metal drift bottle into the gem space, but did not cover the cap - preventing it from opening.The thin paper is also taken into the gem space, as well as the diary of Philip Sun's descendants."Now, it's time to shift the focus to the thorns!"The eight-year-old thorns are not willing to die in loneliness and want to fight hard. Liszt can feel that this thornworm is indeed different from other genie worms.He came to the worm house, which was taken care of by Carter, and saw the thorns that were sleeping in the boxthe worms could sleep 24 hours a day.If there is no spiritual connection, let Liszt always know his elf bugs."Little guy, I can feel the sullenness in your body and feel your thirst for evolution. Although I know the hope of letting you evolve, I am still willing to help you and do my best. Not for the potion thorns. , and complete the smoke mission."Gently stroking the gray body of the thorns, Liszt said to himself.The thorns seem to perceive the arrival of Liszt, open the eyes of small black sesame and turn to look at Liszt.Among the seven elf worms, it is the ugliest one, darker than the other elf worms, and the body is also slender and the skin is harder - the elves that are bred by woody plants such as shrubs and trees. The worm will always appear rougher than the elf worm that the herb bred.Black eyes, can't see any eyes.But Liszt can feel the closeness and docility of the thorns.I have already told Galthai to stop the supply of the recent compost, as long as your Cordyceps can be absorbed, they will be given priority for you.
