Chapter 176 Diary of Penance, Three Years, Dust Elf Arrietty
“I never knew there was something hidden in this room”
Ronan looked at the hand in Orion’s hand Those smoke villains paused in their tone, not knowing what to call them.
"Dust elves."
Orian took over his words and said calmly: "When you live for a long time, you will naturally come into contact with them.
They are very shy, and it was only after I stayed here for fifteen years that I was able to have some simple interactions and communication with them. ”
Fifteen years..
Ronan pursed his lips.
Sure enough, there is no genius in this world for no reason.
Orian Being able to be promoted to the third level wizard before the age of fifty, and obtain the resounding title of "Four Color Metals", in addition to his outstanding talent, it is also inseparable from the vigorous irrigation of various top resources of the Silver Ring. .
Because of the coordinates of a world stone, Ronan narrowly escaped death in the crisis of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, and was able to make an exception and gain the right to enter the ascetic chamber and use part of the inheritance mark space.
After staying here for this period of time, Ronan has already felt that his abilities in all aspects have grown rapidly. This is an out-and-out treasure land for wizards to cultivate themselves.
Orian has lived in this place for at least fifteen years.
Ronan felt a little emotional in his heart, thought for a while and said: "Do as you like."
O'Ryan lowered his head slightly, and made a sound as thin as a mosquito's chirping in his mouth. Several dust elves conversed in a strange whisper in a language Ronan could not understand.
Soon, the dust elves received Orion's instructions and disappeared like smoke.
“If you want to communicate with them, remember to speak as low as possible, otherwise they will scare them.
The dust elves can understand our language, but speaking with them in the language of elves It will be much smoother if they talk to each other.
On the bookshelf on the fifty-third floor on the left hand side behind you, there is an introduction to the Elvish language of the dust elves. If you are interested, you can read it. It doesn't cost much. Time will teach you"
Orian raised his head and spoke to Ronan in the tone of a person who has experienced it.
He was clearly teaching Ronan something, but he didn't make people feel annoying. He showed an extremely outstanding self-cultivation that Ronan had never experienced from a second person.
At this time, the dust elves who had left before came back, and brought more dust elves with them.
Several little people with wings are stacked on top of each other, holding teapots, teacups, and trays that are many times larger than them. They are swaying, making people worry that they will fall down in the next second.
Orian reminded Ronan in a low voice: "Don't try to help them, otherwise they will make them angry and ignore you for a long time.
The dust elves are the stewards of the attic. , they are keen to serve us, you just need to carefully tell them what you need and wait patiently
If you build a good relationship with them, they might even share with you many unknown secrets that happen in this attic. ”
Ronan watched the large group of dust elves place everything on the long table. They brought steaming tea, as well as cubes of sugar, butter, honey, salt, and pineapple to add. Pies, tarts and other snacks were quickly prepared for a sumptuous afternoon tea.
Hearing Orian's words, his expression moved slightly and he couldn't help but say: "You really know them well. "
Ori quietly watched a gray-winged dust elf clumsily pour water into the cup in front of him, and said lightly: "Of course, I spend more time with them than anyone else in the ring. . "
Ronan felt a deep sense of loneliness from Orion's words. It seems that having high hopes from the ring masters is not all good.
Ronan seemed to be able to imagine the lonely wizard boy staying in this narrow and silent room day after day, year after year. In addition to meditating and practicing all day long, he could only interact with the dusty little ones hiding in the gaps between the floor and the bookshelf. People talk.
"How is the situation outside now?"
Ronan gently stirred the white sugar cubes in the red tea soup with a small silver spoon and asked Orian casually.
In fact, he is not completely ignorant of the outside world. Although he is "imprisoned" here and cannot get out temporarily, he still has the communication tools with him, and occasionally he will follow Benigo and Clemens. Contact others.
Just sitting face to face with Orion, he wondered whether he should take the initiative to find some topic to break the quiet and slightly awkward atmosphere.
"Which aspect are you referring to?"
"The Ancient Witch Resurrection Society."
Orian paused for a moment, and then replied: "After the list of the Resurrection Society wizards was announced, the pursuit and suppression mission has continued There are also some wizards from other forces getting involved, and bloodshed and fighting are happening every day."
Through Orion's simple description, Ronan heard one word - "chaos".
The affairs of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society have developed gradually out of control.
The resources that were damaged by the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society have become "hot meat" in the eyes of many people. Many forces have used the pretext of wiping out the remaining power of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society to begin to invade other people's territories. They looted wildly, and some even "disguised" themselves as the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, killing people and grabbing treasures openly...
The six majors, oh no, it should be said to be the five majors now. According to Orian, the Thorns The palace had completely announced its dissolution last month.
Even the Silver Ring has attracted a small number of wizards from the Thorn Palace to join.
The area around the five wizarding forces has almost turned into chaos, and this chaos is still spreading to further places.
Amidst the turmoil, some powerful wizards rose up and won awe and fame, while some wizards who had long been famous fell and their souls went to a peaceful homeland
"Before coming here, I met Rufus."
Orian suddenly spoke suddenly and looked at Ronan.
Ronan was slightly startled, and a ferocious body covered in exposed flesh and blood subconsciously appeared in his mind.
“I had a fight with him.
He even mentioned you to me.”
"What did you mention about me?"
Ronan picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and asked calmly.
“He is curious about your life and death.”
Orian said lightly.
“What will be the result of your battle with him?”
Ronan spoke, although he knew that such a straightforward question was not polite.
Orian was silent for a moment, and then said: "Rufus practices the ancient blood secret technique passed down in the Scarlet Tower, and is very powerful.
This turmoil is caused by A hotbed of rapid growth in his strength
In this battle, neither he nor I used our full strength.
Winning or losing at this stage is meaningless. The real competition will still take three years. After.”
Ronan's eyes flickered, "Are you competing for the Wizards seat of Hellas?"
"No one will miss this event."
O'Ryan looked into Ronan's eyes , said calmly: "You are the same, right?"
Ronan shook his head and said nothing.
Although he is indeed eager to go, it is still unknown to him whether he can successfully advance to level three in three years.
"Are you interested in a competition?"
Orian suddenly spoke, and Ronan's hand holding the tea cup froze.
There seemed to be a slight fluctuation between the two of them, and the dissipated fighting spirit made the busy dust elves on the long table run around in panic.
A moment later, the flame of the battle was extinguished by Ronan.
“Sorry.”
Ronan shook his head and put down the tea cup in his hand, "There is something wrong with my body, and I am not suitable for casting spells and fighting now."
Ronan knew very well that Orian was interested in his three realms Fusion, the one-move spell that instantly killed Ignatius, and the power of the Frost Hydra bloodline.
This is also the reason why Orion and Rufus regard him as an equal opponent.
However, the problem of "Hekarto's remaining will" in the consciousness space has not yet been resolved. Ronan can no longer use the power related to the ancient frost hydra, otherwise he may suffer backlash from his will, so he can only refuse. Orion's proposal.
Although he himself is also curious about Orion's combat power.
"Okay."
Aurion showed a slight regret on his face, but he didn't say anything.
The topic between the two ended and they both fell silent, just enjoying afternoon tea quietly.
"Actually, they are very nice. It is very worry-free to let them take care of the house.
If you get along well, I suggest you take a few of them away."< br>
After an unknown amount of time, Orion stood up from his position, said goodbye to the dust elves playing on the table with his fingers, and then left the ascetic room calmly.
This time, it seemed that he came just to meet Ronan.
“This guy probably doesn’t have many friends.”
Ronan watched Orion leave, then thought about it, and casually picked up the bookshelf on the fifty-third row from the left hand side behind him from bottom to top. Take down the next book - "Secrets of the House Elves".
After flipping through a few pages at random, Ronan came out with a strange and slightly unfamiliar whisper. Several dust elves were attracted by his calling voice and cautiously poked their heads out from the cracks in the table, but As soon as she made eye contact with him, she immediately turned into smoke and disappeared.
Ronan smiled, put down the book, turned around, chose a small gray door and walked in.
Orian's arrival was just a minor episode, and the peaceful and regular life continued.
He sometimes forgets the passage of time.
He also seems to be forgotten in this corner where no one cares.
Orian never appeared again after that time. The only person who visited the attic was Bolby who came to deliver resources every now and then.
Ronan had the habit of writing a diary, but because he didn't know the specific time and date, he used another way to mark the records.
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【. Rune reading progress: two hundred. Mental progress: 64%. Preparing to condense the third spiritual crystal, Bolby sent the resources to attack the late stage of the second-level wizards two days ago. I asked him how long it was before the 'Southern Wizard Genius Gathering' was held, but he wouldn't say. 】
【. Rune reading progress: five hundred and twenty. Mental power progress: Still stuck at 64%, the third mental power crystal is not condensed, and mental power cannot continue to grow.
The reason for writing this diary is because 520 is a special number worth remembering. Unfortunately, I don’t have a partner to share it with, but wizards don’t need partners, and women will only affect the speed of my spell casting.
Good news, after studying more than 500 first- and second-level runes, I can finally understand the runes in the mirror dagger and silver comb. Now I am trying to use these two runes to make the [Silverized] talisman. Final modifications.
The runes in the Vientiane Orb can also be understood more, and [Multiple Mirror Light] may also be further optimized.
I named the core rune in the Dawn-level silver cane [Stagnation], and I am doing preliminary analysis]
[. Rune reading progress: seven hundred and three. Mental progress: 66%. After successfully being promoted to the second level wizard, the third mental power crystal has been condensed. The upgraded and optimized [Silver] sigil has been successfully solidified, and the effect is not bad.
Good news, the proficiency of [Detection Technique] has been upgraded to the master level, and the derived ability - [Eye of Truth], can clearly see the flow and arrangement of energy particles when the spell is cast. More functions need further exploration. 】
【. Rune reading progress: seven hundred and fifty-four. Mental progress: 68%.
[Frost Spear] Promoted to the master level, derived from the extraordinary realm]
[. Rune reading progress: 867, mental power progress: 75%.
Good news, [Ice Ball Technique] has entered the resonance of the second level of magic. It’s so fast. The ancient frost hydra bloodline is still functioning. I am already an out-and-out ice magic genius! 】
【. Rune reading progress: 901, mental power progress: 78%.
Good news, [Frost Ray] has also entered the resonance of the second level of law. 】
【. Rune reading progress: 970, mental power progress: 80%.
Good news, [Ice Blade Technique] has entered the resonance of the second realm, and the three realms have been integrated more thoroughly. I am trying to incorporate the fourth extraordinary ice realm into the fusion. I can foresee that, [Hekar] Tor's Death Gaze] will give a small shock to the wizarding geniuses throughout the South.
If I have a chance to get an invitation to compete for seats.】
[..Good news, [Spell-Breaking Power] finally got me into a realm of legal resonance. The energy system [Disintegration Ray] spell I found on the 573rd floor of the attic bookshelf inspired me a lot. 】
【.Good news, [Particle Torrent] has entered the resonance realm of the second stage of law. 】
【.Good news, the master level proficiency of [Ascetic Body Training] has exceeded 1,000, and the [Ancient Power] rune has been promoted to the intermediate level. 】
【.Good news, the remaining will belonging to Hekarto in the consciousness space has been almost eliminated by me. The hidden danger of bloodline is temporarily eliminated. You can try to continue bloodline fusion. Ideas about the [Mirror Soul] spell. You can try it】
【.Good news, using the blood of the ancient frost hydra to cast the [Mirror Soul] spell is more powerful than I imagined. If I can improve the proficiency of this spell, After reaching the master level, my trump card should be +1]
[.Bad news, my mental power growth has hit a plateau. I don’t know the specific time, but I can feel that it has been stuck at 88% for a long time. Bolby sent me the mental power improvement method. Almost all of the magic potions have developed resistance.
When Bolby comes next time, I plan to discuss with him a solution to this problem]
[.Bad news, Bolby thinks the root of the problem may still be mine. In terms of soul qualifications, my strength has improved too quickly, which is simply not what a wizard of my qualifications can possess.
The impurities contained in my soul have become an obstacle for me to move forward. I need to fight to temper myself, but I... still can’t go out for the time being]
【.Good news, [Basic] Meditation] Master-level proficiency has exceeded 1,000, and my mental power has been purified twice, and the plateau period that originally stuck me has passed.
Bad news, time is running out before the start of the "Graham Wizards Seat Battle"
I don't want to miss it. 】
【. Rune reading progress: three thousand and fifty-two.
Spiritual power progress: 101%.
Bad news, I have read all the rune books on the bookshelf in the ascetic room. 】
【.Bad news, the space energy seeds in the consciousness space have disappeared. 】
【.Bad news, the key to promoting a second-level wizard to a third-level wizard requires the use of external means to improve soul power. The worse the soul qualification, the more resources needed to improve soul power.
After taking the two soul-power-enhancing potions sent by Bolby, I still didn’t feel the opportunity to advance to level three. Kirsty continued to help me collect them]
[ .Bad news, I am still obsessed with the research on the space system and mirror rune spells of the ancient Garden of Mirrors, but after losing the support of space energy seeds, my research has completely hit a bottleneck. 】
【.I really want to enter the Secret Realm of the Garden of Mirrors again. Many of my ideas can be verified, and maybe I can get more inspiration. 】
【.Good news, I finally became friends with a female dust elf, she is very beautiful, only the size of my thumb, I named her Arrietty. 】
【.Bad news.
Today, the age number displayed on my character panel became twenty-one. 】
【Good news
I can go out. 】
In the quiet attic of the ascetic room, the soft light of the lighting crystal shines like white gauze.
In front of a smooth silver half-length mirror, a slender figure wearing a silver-gray robe is carefully trimming himself in front of the mirror.
The beautiful long brown chestnut hair and beard rustled down with the sound of scissors and fell on the warm wooden floor.
A large group of winged dust elves were busy running around on the floor, collecting the scattered hair together.
Until a certain time, the sound of pruning suddenly stopped.
The dust elves on the ground and in the air immediately dispersed, and soon after, the hair piled on the floor was silently ignited by the flames, and soon burned into a ball of charred ashes.
Among the dust elves, a beautiful girl with two pairs of gray wings and a long braid flapped her wings, bravely approached the figure, gently landed on its shoulder, and then curiously looked towards Looking in the mirror.
What appeared in the silver half-length mirror was a young man with short brown and chestnut hair.
The facial features are handsome and heroic, the skin is fair, and the eyes are blue, as deep as an infinitely quiet lake.
The young man's face is particularly calm, and his body exudes a strong bookish atmosphere, and his temperament is calm and calm. He is restrained and feels like a humble and wise scholar, but also like a low-key and elegant aristocrat.
"Arrietty, do you want to come with me?"
The young man turned his head slightly and asked the beautiful girl on his shoulder in a slight and gentle voice.
The girl's face showed excitement and some hesitation. She lowered her head and looked down.
On the floor, there were dust elves who looked like a middle-aged couple looking at her with complicated expressions and waving gently at her.
“Hmm!”
The girl gathered her courage and nodded vigorously at the young man in the mirror.
The latter smiled, stretched out his fingers and gently touched the girl's head. The latter obediently leaned close to him, and then turned into a wisp of smoke and hid it in the folds of the collar of his robe.
After doing all this, the young man turned around.
Raising his hand, the silver half-length mirror behind him melted like water, flowing into his sleeves every bit.
“Unknowingly, it has already been three years...”
Ronan sighed softly.
He raised his eyes and looked around. The books silently displayed on the bookshelf seemed to be saying goodbye to him silently.
In the past three years, he has read almost every book here. The excellent memory brought about by the development of his brain allows him to easily recall every location on these bookshelves. The content of every page in the book.
I walked here when I was nearly eighteen years old, and now I am twenty-one years old, growing from a boy to a young man.
Sometimes I feel that three years is quite a long time.
But looking back now, I feel as if my appearance in the mirror has changed just for a moment.
"Shua——"
A silver-white space vortex appeared silently in the air in front of him.
Ronan's eyes flickered. He is now extremely sensitive to energy fluctuations in any space system.
“Let’s go, Arrietty.”
After calming down, Ronan gently patted the collar of his robe, and then slowly walked into the whirlpool as a large group of dust elves saw him off.
On the wooden floor behind him, the dust elves who looked like a middle-aged couple watched him leave, waving their hands and wiping away tears.
When Ronan walked out of the whirlpool exit, he found that he did not appear in the dark corridor where he entered three years ago, but in mid-air.
The blazing sun hangs in the cloudless sky, casting golden light, and beneath your feet is a huge metal ring that rotates quietly.
Ronan squinted his eyes and made a simple gesture to block his sight. When his pupils adapted to the external light, he put down his hand and saw clearly the figure facing him under the scorching sun.
Just like three years ago.
Time has not left any traces on Kirsty.
She is still so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye, with the innocence of a girl and the elegance of a lady, as well as the majesty and calmness of the top wizard of the fog.
She opened her hands to Ronan and said softly: "Welcome out of seclusion, Damien."
The seventh ring tower, top.
Ronan stood in front of the huge crystal floor-to-ceiling window, and Bolby, who transformed into a colorful cockatoo, flew noisily over his head.
Obviously he had met Ronan seven days ago, and even the news that he could go out was delivered by Bolby, but now he was so excited as if he hadn't seen him in three years.
Ronan looked down at the entire Ring and saw a huge metal base at the west end of the seven silver-white towers. Many wizards wearing Ring robes were busy around it.
"The Dharma Ring is preparing to build the eighth tower"
Kirsty walked to Ronan and explained calmly: "A lot of things happened during the three years of your retreat. .
The Palace of Thorns no longer exists. Our Dharma Circle has admitted a third-level peak wizard from the original Palace of Thorns, intending to make her the eighth ring master of the Dharma Ring. The decision was just passed two months ago
Oh yes Yes, you should have seen that person before. She was the leading wizard in the Second Battlefield of Thorn Palace when the core secret realm of the Garden of Mirrors was opened."
"Is that her? "
Ronan blinked, and Kirsty's words made a little impression on him.
A beautiful plant-based wizard with hair covered with leaves and flowers appeared in his mind.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the other party turned out to be a member of the Dharma Ring.
"How much worse is your current strength by three levels?"
Kirsty suddenly spoke of another matter and asked Ronan.
“A lot.”
Ronan shook his head.
He knew why Kirsty was asking.
He thought for a moment and then asked: "How much time is left until the start of the gathering of wizards and geniuses in the south?"
(End of this chapter)
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