"If you go to look for Mercator, can you take me with you?" Lan asked shyly, "I miss him very much. If I follow you, I will definitely be able to see him again."
Ash laughed, "Is this considered a prediction by an astrologer?"
Lan heard his friendly tone and smiled: "Consider it an astrologer's intuition." Although she is now a high-level alchemical life, she is essentially half the soul of a great astrologer, so she is confident to say this.
Signy did not reject such an ancient astrologer... He was quite interested in ancient alchemy. Lan alone should be comparable to a library of ancient documents.
I think Meng must be happy to see her.
Speaking of Meng...
Sigourney's expression was subtle for a moment, and then she returned to her indifferent look: "Lan, are the two companions who came in with us still in the ruins?"
Um, Uncle Meng? Jane?
Ash's eyes drifted away for a moment, then drifted back to look at Lan, waiting for her answer.
"Still there." Lan nodded. "They entered the outer part of the ruins and are still exploring it. But there is not much there. The only valuable notes and contracts have been taken away by the wizards who entered before. Only an abandoned 'Prophecy Stone' is left."
Ash wondered: "Abandoned?"
"The Stone of Prophecy is an alchemical tool that Mercator and Dailan worked on together. It can only be used once." Lan explained, "The previous wizard has already used it. Now it has no use."
Ash: “…” The Undead Lord kept saying that the ruins could give people everything they wanted, and he even hooked up with the wizards of a mysterious organization, trying his best to get into the ruins - but in the end, all these people got nothing?
He curled his lips. In fact, he really wanted to see them succeed once. A group of people with ulterior motives came to the ruins smoothly and were furious at the empty ruins and the abandoned prophecy stone. It would be even better if they could enter the interior and take the witnessing road. That scene would definitely make men silent and women cry. It would be very interesting.
Who would have thought that an ancient ruin would be so non-threatening and so... well, full of pink bubbles?
Lan looked at Ash's faint smile and inexplicably felt a chill. She tilted her head in surprise. How could this be? This was a gentle and warm young man. She must have been mistaken.
"Let's formally introduce ourselves again." Since they were about to become companions, Ash stood up and nodded politely, "I'm Ash Alwin. I think you already know my origin and identity. I'd like to apologize for my previous impoliteness."
Because they had doubts about Lan's identity before, their attitude towards Lan was not very polite.
Although Lan is an alchemical life, he is also half of Dailan's soul. As an outstanding astrologer in ancient times, Dailan is a wizard of the same level as Nans or even higher even now. She deserves to be called Your Excellency and respected by them.
Lan shook her head. She sat there like an exquisite doll, but her smile was particularly genuine. "No need to use honorifics. Although I am older than you... well, thousands of years old, in my opinion, you are just like the students I once taught. Just call me Lan. My former students also called me Dailan. They were very respectful, but I liked their closeness."
Sigourney also stood up and performed a gentlemanly courtesy: "Sigourney. I also apologize for my previous impoliteness."
Lan looked at them with a smile, just like a neighbor aunt seeing her outstanding nephews and nephews, feeling extremely relieved: "They are all good children, and they are such a perfect match."
Ash said shyly: "Thank you, Lan."
Sigourney: “…”
I really want to know what half of her soul Dailan separated? A pink soul? Why is she bringing up this topic in less than three sentences?
"I'll take you to find your companions." Lan said, "Ash, can I borrow your shoulder again?"
Ashwin said, “Of course.”
Lan flew over and sat on Ash's shoulder again, pointing to the bed, table and chairs in the room: "Put it away."
Water Stone is a very valuable magical ore with mild and nourishing properties. It can neutralize many materials with conflicting properties during the alchemy process.
She joked, "You guys come here for an adventure, you can't go back empty-handed."
Ash didn't refuse, he said "thank you", and put away the bed, table and chairs of the water stone. At a time when materials are scarce, the production of water stone is also very small, sometimes it is difficult to buy even if you have money. Water stone is also a very necessary material for alchemy, he took it back and put it in Sigourney's laboratory.
Seeing that Ash had put away his things, Lan pointed to the stone wall on one side and said, "Let's go."
As she pointed, the stone wall silently cracked open a passage. She uttered a few difficult syllables, and the passage was filled with star-like light, illuminating the straight path forward.
Before leaving the room, Lan looked back at the empty space. She had been waiting here for thousands of years. Of course, she had been sleeping all the time and had not felt the passage of time, but thousands of years had passed after all...
In fact, when she woke up, she noticed the changes in the outside world.
Because the change was so obvious, it was impossible for her not to notice it.
Compared with her past, Iluf today is too barren, like a barren land.
If the magic elements in ancient times were as vast as the ocean, and the traces of rules were as lush as the forest, then the magic elements now are like a stream that is powerless and about to dry up, and the traces of rules are like two or three wilted grasses.
The gap is quite big.
To put it an exaggeration, there is a world of difference!
As soon as she woke up, she was stunned by such a harsh and unfriendly magical environment.
Some even suspected that Delan had once predicted that Iluf would be destroyed, which meant that the elements would become thin, the rules of the world would become hidden, and magic would decline.
But later, with the opening of the Broken River Plain, everything gradually got better and there were signs of recovery, so she dispelled her previous doubts.
But now the Broken River Plain has only been opened for less than a year, and the elements and rules are far from the level of ancient times. The difference between the two made her feel the passage of time.
I couldn't help feeling a little emotional and melancholy.
Lan sat on Ash's shoulder and couldn't help but sigh.
"What's wrong?" Ash asked.
Signe glanced back at her.
Lan listened to Ash's gentle voice, then tilted her head to look at Sigourney's flawless pale face, and instantly felt perfectly healed both visually and auditorily.
Lan shook her head and swung her legs lightly in a very good mood: "Nothing."
Times have changed, circumstances have changed, but good people have always existed and exist today.
After walking through the long corridor and seeing a wider view in front of them, they had arrived at the outskirts of the ruins.
There is a kind of luminous plant growing on the ground here. The faint light is not very bright, but it is not so dark that this underground space cannot see your fingers.
After walking a few steps forward, I found that the outside seemed to be a maze. The walls on both sides reached the dome, making it impossible to cross and observe the overall terrain.
"This is a maze. There are many formations and magic traps on every path." Lan explained attentively.
The interior of the ruins is in a style that is hard to describe, but the exterior is so carefully decorated...
Ash didn't know how to comment on this. In fact, this is the correct way to open the ruins, right?
"One of your companions is not far ahead." Lan knew the situation in the ruins very well. "He has been there since he entered and has not moved."
Ash thought, it should be Jane? If it was Uncle Meng, how could he stay still after entering the ruins?
Sure enough, Lan's next sentence was: "There is another person who moved very quickly after entering. He is now almost reaching the core of the ruins, where the prophecy stone is placed."
Right, this must be Uncle Meng.
"Let's go find Jane first," Ash said, "Lan, can you lead us to the companion who hasn't moved?"
"No problem." Lan pointed in a direction, "Go this way, keep going."
There was a dead end just a few steps in the direction she pointed.
However, as the controller of the ruins, Lan's way of passing through the maze was extremely simple and crude.
Wherever she wants to open up a new road, a new one will be opened up there.
What's a dead end?
She wants to turn a dead end into a way of life, and a dead end can be turned into a way of life.
By changing the direction of the maze at will, she guided Ash and Sigourney gradually closer to where Jane was.
After passing through a stone wall again, Ash and Sigourney finally saw Jane.
The tall and slender moonlight elf sat in the corner of the maze, curled up and motionless.
The figure is lonely, exuding an inexplicable sense of sadness.
Both of them had excellent eyesight, and even in the dim light of the luminous plants, they could see his slightly red eye sockets and his lost and confused eyes.
At the same time, they both stopped.
Then he slowly retreated.
When they were back to a distance that the Moonlight Elf couldn't hear, Ash sighed softly, "Lan, take us to find Uncle Meng first. The one who moves super fast."
The Gate of Reflection allows people to see the beings they care about most. Perhaps what Jane saw were his former tribe members? The elves were killed and captured by a mysterious organization, and he was the only one left in the tribe.
Therefore, all along, the pseudo-Scarlet, who seemed to have stifled all his emotions and was cold and full of hostility, would show such an expression.
Yes...you are crying?
He didn't want humans or their accomplices to see him in such a miserable and vulnerable state.
So, under the guidance of Lan, who had already realized something, humans and their accomplices quietly moved in another direction.
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