Chapter 469 Reasoning

Lunch time is over.

"Are we... locked up here?"

Al sat on the bed trembling with his legs crossed.

This is a well-decorated double bedroom, and the bed is so soft that it doesn't look like a place where prisoners should sleep.

But with the emotions that the dark elf showed just now, no matter how pure this high elf's personality was, he could clearly feel that he was 'threatened'.

"Sure enough, the stories grandma told are all true...we will be sold later." Al covered his long ears as if unwilling to accept the fact that he had fallen into a 'thief's den'. The rite of passage has not been completed yet."

"not yet."

Zhiye was not as flustered as Al, she came to the window of this bedroom and pushed the window open easily.

But the scenery outside the window is a bustling street, and the bustling human voices outside are no different from bad news to Zhiye's ears.

The windows were not locked, and the door was open. The dark elves obviously did not intend to put them under house arrest.

What was that dark elf trying to do? Or... what are these humans trying to do?

Branches and leaves hid in the shadow of the window and carefully observed the humans.

Although she tried to stay calm in front of Al, it was undeniable that Zhiye couldn't think of a solution to the current situation.

"Al, do you remember what Grandma Enya said?"

Although Zhiye has read many books related to humans, only the older elves have real experience of contacting humans.

"Human beings will strip you naked and throw you into an iron cage." Al recalled it carefully and said, "Then force you to do all kinds of excessive things."

Without saying a word, Zhiye walked to the bookshelf in the bedroom, which was full of various books. Zhiye hoped to find records related to the city from these books.

But her sight was quickly attracted by a raw spar, and a leaf, a leaf of the tree of the world, was sealed in that raw spar.

"Part of the sacred tree."

Zhiye picked up the original spar and thought about it.

"Have the branches of the holy tree been cut down by those humans to make props?"

Al stared at the primordial stone that sealed the leaves in the hands of the branches and leaves, as if he was witnessing some kind of atrocity.

Al seemed to have made up his mind the moment he saw the World Tree' corpse.

"Leave it to me, Zhiye, first go find Ice Dragon and ask him to rescue the elder."

Silver-white inscriptions appeared on Al's hands, not only beside her, but also on Al's cheeks and arms.

This is the proof that Al is protected by the sacred tree, and it may also be the reason why this girl dares to be so unscrupulous.

Although Al's combat experience is basically zero, she can engrave inscriptions on all wooden objects, thus summoning a powerful 'golem'.

This summoning magic requires a long time to chant.

And half of the building is made of woodwork.

"Be careful." Zhiye knew that this was the only solution.

The branches and leaves attached to this original spar with magic power, and they were going to crush this original spar, and then took out the leaves of the world tree inside.

But this time the infusion of magic power not only failed to shatter the original crystal, but also activated the original crystal.

The light shines from the palm of Zhiye's hand and shines on the bookshelf in front of him.

For a moment, Zhiye thought that he had activated some offensive magic, but when the light on the bookshelf gradually stabilized.

Only then did she see clearly that a painting appeared on the bookshelf...a moving painting.

Al, who was chanting a spell, was also attracted by the projection above.

"Frost... Elf?"

Zhiye recognized that the figure in the painting was a female frost elf.

The frost elf was sitting facing them in a room, and there was a white cat lying on the long table in front of the frost elf.

"That is the consciousness of the sacred tree." Al recognized the white cat in an instant, and it was the same existence as the white bird embodied by their family's world tree.

The atmosphere around the frost elf was... dim, and the surrounding lights were deliberately illuminated by candles, an ancient lighting tool.

There was even a stack of ancient books and a decayed human skull on the table.

The whole room was filled with a mysterious and weird atmosphere. When the white cat lying on the table disappeared, there was a creepy feeling in the whole room!

Sure enough, as Al said, did those human beings do something excessive to their kindred after they captured their kindred?

"Al, have those humans recorded these images?"

Zhiye looked worriedly at the frost elf sitting behind the long table.

The high elves also have some primordial stones that can play images, but those are creatures of their race, recording some great things that their ancestors have done.

Zhiye did not expect that this great recording ceremony was not only mastered by humans, but also used to record these things.

"Zhiye, can you close that original spar?" Al looked at the weird atmosphere on the screen, and stopped singing the spell.

The weird atmosphere around the frost elves made Al more sure of the authenticity of the stories told by those elders.

She could almost imagine what terrible scenes would happen next.

But Zhiye didn't listen to Al's dissuasion, she hoped to get more information from this image, maybe this frost elf would ask someone for help?

"Well……"

Facing the silence of the branches and leaves, Al uttered a wail, and could only close his eyes and concentrate on chanting the spell of golem summoning, so as to prevent himself from falling into those illusions of being killed.

what happens? Whipped, or thrown in a cage naked as Al said? Or something even worse.

When Zhiye guessed what happened to the poor frost elf, a warm smile appeared on her face, and she waved her hand.

There were no humans and no strange tortures. The frost elf seemed to be greeting everyone warmly.

"Good evening, everyone. I'm Tai Lin. It's one o'clock in the morning." The frost elf glanced at the yellowed paper in his hand and said.

"In the early hours of today, I will not share with you the stories related to the undead. Recently, I received a particularly interesting story. This story should have been told by Mr. Prouker, but because I like it too much , so I want to talk about the first one first, the name of the story is "Study of Scarlet Letters", this is a story about using knowledge and reasoning to solve various...cases."

Wait...what's going on?

Zhiye waited patiently for a while, and found that no humans came out to do anything excessive to this frost elf.

She just sat there holding a pile of papers and narrating the stories on it.

"On...have you started?" Al slightly opened his eyes, and carefully glanced at the screen on the projection.

"Al, the situation of this frost elf seems to be different from the story told by Grandma Enya." Zhiye said.

While Al was chanting the spell, he looked at the frost elf in the picture again.

Although the arrangement of the rooms around her was very strange, the frost elf didn't see any chains or scars on her body.

Zhiye waited patiently and listened to the story narrated by the frost elves for a while, and found that it was about a man named 'Watson' who was going to find a strange man named Sherlock Holmes to rent together after returning from the battlefield.

There are too many nouns that Zhiye can't understand, and the knowledge of magic and alchemy is mixed together, which makes Zhiye sound a little headache.

"Al..."

Zhiye lost her patience and prepared to stay by Al's side. After she summoned the golem, she took Al to escape here.

But when she was about to stop instilling magic power into the original spar, the next line of dialogue in the screen made Zhiye's movements pause for a while.

‘It can be seen that you have been to the country of black sand. '

It was supposed to be a dialogue spoken by a wise man, but it was a bit awkward to be spoken by an elf woman's voice, but this did not hinder the curiosity of Zhiye.

The part of the story is also the time when Zhiye listens most carefully. It tells that Watson once participated in the war against the country of black sand.

Judging from the description of the country's name, it should be a country built by humans on the desert.

'How did you know? ’ Watson’s lines asked the same question as Zhiye.

In order to find out the answer, Zhiye continued to input magic power into the original spar. After a series of narrations that made Zhiye feel a little overwhelmed, Zhiye's doubts were finally answered.

'Your hairstyle and standing posture indicate that you are from the military. Although this is Nolan, what you speak clearly has an accent unique to the Kloski language of the country of steel, and your face and hands are tanned. , but the wrists are not tanned...'

Based on the narration of the frost elf, Holmes in the story uttered a series of so-called inferences, most of which were only half-understood, such as the relationship and names between countries, but she had an inexplicable "very powerful" reasoning. 'a feeling of.

The things that Zhiye has been in contact with most in her own city may be books, stories and travel notes from the land, Zhiye has also come into contact with a lot, and this is one of the only ways she understands human beings.

But most of the stories in each book are based on adventurers' adventures and love-hate entanglements among nobles. It's a bit boring to read such stories.

In the story narrated by the frost elf, Sherlock Holmes' concepts of reasoning, detective, basic deductive method, etc. seem to have opened a new door for Zhiye.

Although the content of it is completely incomprehensible to Zhiye, the novelty brought by reasoning is enough to drive Zhiye to continue listening.

"Zhiye, what is that frost elf talking about?"

Al stopped chanting the spell again, because she couldn't bear it anymore. Al could understand every word that the frost elf lady said, but Al couldn't comprehend the concatenated meaning.

""The Collection of Sherlock Holmes" is the full name of this book."

Instead of branches and leaves, a voice answered Al.

The moment Zhiye heard the voice, she took out the bow and arrow in her hand and aimed at the figure leaning against the door.

The dark elf... she appeared in front of Zhiye and Al again without a sound.

"This is one of my favorite stories. It is more interesting than stories like "Aladdin and the Magic Lamp" and "Rapunzel", so I recorded her. Unfortunately, not many people know how to appreciate it. Next I don’t know how long it will take for some updates.”

The dark elf ignored the arrows aimed at her as usual and said to herself.

"The next part..." Zhiye was slightly stunned for a moment.

In order to use the bow and arrow, she put the original spar back on the bookshelf, but the original spar was still working, and the story of the frost elf ended halfway through the case.

"This is a video from three days ago. Tailin is currently busy holding a concert, and my employer is unwilling to write the next part of the story."

After the dark elf complained about this, he looked at Al who was sitting on the bed, and the silver-white magic inscription gradually appeared on the wooden board on the ground.

"Although I don't know what system of magic inscriptions you use, but using this method to repay your benefactors, is this what you high elves do?"

"We just want to get out of here." Zhiye said.

"To find the ice dragon that sneaked into Nolan?"

The dark elves suddenly revealed the true purpose of the two high elves.

At this moment, Zhiye inexplicably remembered the moment when Watson and Holmes met.

"This...is the so-called...basic deductive method?" Zhiye asked subconsciously.

"Inference? Wrong guess, I just have information related to you."

Although Dark Elf is now a reporter, her predecessor was Nolan's biggest intelligence dealer.

The current intelligence network has expanded several times compared to before, and the dark elves can immediately grasp any news that happens in any corner of Nolan.

However, the information related to these high elves was provided to her by Joshua.

Joshua sent a message that' the ice dragon brought three high elves to Nolan'.

"I'll take you to find that ice dragon."

The dark elf appeared behind Al in an instant, and put his hands on Al's shoulders. If the branches and leaves shot the arrows in his hands, Al would definitely become the target immediately.

"But only if you stop chanting, high elves."

The magic chanted by this high elf is very complicated. If it is completed, it is likely to destroy the news association that the dark elves worked so hard to build.

Under the persuasion of the dark elves, Al could only stop chanting obediently, and Zhiye was forced to retract the arrow again.

The two of them were no match for this dark elf at all.

"Why do you...help us." This is what makes Zhiye the most incomprehensible.

"It's not that I want to help you, but my employer."

The dark elf thought about Al's delicate cheeks. She had no intention of saving the two high elves at first, but the dark elf knew that Joshua needed them.