Main Text Volume Chapter 5: Extraordinary Appearance

Morning dew after rain, when Lyon heard it from Eaton, he felt strangely familiar.

It turned out to be a kind of tea... When the dusty memory box was opened, Lyon immediately remembered a series of memories about morning dew after rain. Morning dew after rain, he had drunk it before. This is a kind of green leaf tea that Jon prefers. The brewed tea water is light green, and the needle-like tea leaves move up and down in the boiling hot water. Looking at the green color, it seems to see a lush forest.

As for the taste, Lyon can't remember it. It should be bitter water, right? Because old man Jon likes to drink this type of tea.

"Is there anything strange about morning dew after rain?" Lyon asked Jon.

Jon's face did not change, but a doubt flashed in his eyes: "There is nothing strange... It's just ordinary tea leaves. You have drunk it, and your parents have drunk it, but..."

"But if you really want to say that there is something strange, there is only one possibility."

"What possibility?" Lyon asked hurriedly.

Jon did not answer immediately, but asked the mute servant to leave first, and then slowly said:

"The tea seedlings of Morning Dew After Rain are not from this world, but came with me from another world."

Before Jon finished speaking, Lyon rolled his eyes: "Okay, since Earl Eaton is not here for you, but just for Morning Dew After Rain, I will send an invitation to Earl Eaton to come to the manor for tea tomorrow night."

He didn't want to listen to Jon's fallacious "other world theory" at all.

After saying that, Lyon turned and left.

Jon looked at the tea box in Angel's hand and fell into silence.

...

The water vapor was thick and the sparse smoke was rising.

Angel lay on the craftsman's table, watching the tea leaves in the transparent cup rise and fall under the flushing of boiling water.

-This is Morning Dew After Rain. It doesn't look strange.

In private, Angel likes to drink strong tea with milk flavor. He drinks it in big gulps. The rich milk and tea residue stick to his mouth. He stretches out his tongue and licks away the last aftertaste. He feels extremely satisfied.

Jon always likes to tease him that only children like to drink milk. So in order to show his mature side in front of Jon, he usually drinks tea with bitter and herbal flavor in front of people.

He has drunk the morning dew after the rain countless times. It tastes bitter and sweet. There is nothing special about it, but why did the Earl of Eaton ask his brother about the morning dew after the rain? Could it be that they really have doubts about the source of this tea seedling as the mentor said?

Angel thought for a while, but he couldn't get an answer. He simply stopped thinking about it and continued to read some materials sorted out in the mentor's bookcase.

Most of these materials are knowledge of the Goldfinch Empire and surrounding countries, including language, culture, history, characters, medicine, astrology, etc.

After Angel finished reading a heroic epic praising sea warriors, Jon commented below: The language is exquisite and well-organized, but there are too many words of praise, which makes it impossible to infer possible historical materials from it. It can be used as a supplement to the historical materials of Hailan Country.

In his early years, Jon liked to study physical data and biological morphology, but later he found that the physical constants represented by some data did not follow the rules of the earth's operation. This made him truly realize the peculiarity of this world, so in recent years, he prefers to organize and study some literary historical materials.

The Golden Sparrow Empire and its surrounding countries seem to have no position of historians. It can be said that the historical materials compiled by Jon in the past ten years are unique.

Angel was also very interested in the historical materials recently compiled by his mentor, so he read them very carefully.

After reading the historical materials, Angell saw the beginning of the next parchment scroll. Jon annotated a paragraph in Chinese:

"There are not many people in this world who can read, and basic universal knowledge does not seem to have appeared. Just like the name of the macroscopic living environment, the ancient Chinese had the concept of the earth and the sky. Although the cognition was wrong, they already had a concept of the planet they lived on. However, the people in this world only limit their living world to the concept of the country, and have no concept of the macroscopic unified world. I hope to find the name of this planet (world) in other documents... If I can't find it, I will name it again."

After this paragraph, Jon began to record some information about the universal values ​​of the people in this world.

As a local, Angell was naturally very clear about these materials, so he just glanced at them and opened another volume.

"Guidelines for the Application of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine in This World", this is a volume of information written entirely in Chinese. It is estimated that only Angell and Jon in this world understand the meaning.

Unknowingly, dusk came, and the firewood in the fireplace was lit by the servant. Warm firelight, rustling insects in the yard, and crows coming from nowhere, it was another gentle night.

On the other side, on the plain not far from Gru Town, rows of temporary tents surrounded a blazing campfire. What was particularly noticeable was that in the center of the tent group, there was a huge and gorgeous black tent with gold edges. The other tents were like stars surrounding the moon, protecting the black tent.

This was Eaton Munn's temporary camping point, but the black-topped tent was not Eaton Munn's tent.

The cold wind of the frozen earth month blew, and without the shelter of trees, even the knights in armor began to shiver. Seeing this, Earl Eaton ordered a pair of guard knights to patrol outside the tent, and all the other knights rested by the campfire.

After the arrangements were completed, Earl Eaton slowly walked into the gorgeous black-roofed tent. As soon as he entered the tent, his majestic expression when giving orders immediately dropped and replaced with a respectful and flattering expression.

There are not many decorations in the tent, but everything has a magical meaning. In a corner of the tent, an old man with a white beard in black robes was writing furiously, with a crystal ball floating strangely beside him.

There seemed to be mist changing in the crystal ball. The old man with the white beard looked at the crystal ball from time to time, and then immersed himself in writing. Eaton looked at the crystal ball, but felt dizzy, and quickly moved his gaze to the other side.

"Find the morning dew after the rain?" A hoarse and low voice came from the mouth of the old man with a white beard.

With a hint of fear, Eaton recounted today's conversation with Leon Pat in Pat's manor one by one.

"Oh?" The old man with a white beard put down his quill and dried the blood-red ink on the paper. "Although the other party didn't know about the morning dew after the rain, his expression changed slightly after seeing the wooden box... Could the maker of this wooden box have any knowledge? The problem, or rather, the caster?"

Eaton secretly glanced at the pattern on the paper. The blood-red lines were drawn with curls, and then there were strange lines and symbols in the middle. Just after taking a look, Eaton felt his eyes sore.

"The magic pattern on this scroll is called 'Rolling Waves'. It will be useful to you in the war with Hai Lan." After a pause, the old man with a white beard said again: "It's a pity that you don't have the talent, otherwise you would have returned to the family this time , I can take you away from the Old Continent together.”

Eaton's face darkened: "Father... I will be satisfied if I can take away the Allen brothers and sisters. As for me, it doesn't matter if I stay in the family."

The old man with a white beard sighed at first, but then he thought of his two grandchildren, and his eyes softened a lot: "The talent of wizards has always been rare. There are even some places where there is no one in a million. Our family can produce two talented people in a row. It is already a blessing from God. Moreover, Alan and Eileen are still my grandchildren, so I will naturally take good care of them."

"It's a pity that my talent is not high. It is estimated that in a few years, I will need to rely on my grandchildren." After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he turned his attention to the wooden box on the table.

"The carving is interesting, but there are no magic fluctuations in the lines on it. It should be just ordinary people, right?" The white-bearded old man shook his head. How can you find a spell caster in the old continent? Even elemental fluctuations are banned in this continent. It's mysterious. Wizards such as Side and Blood Side who do not rely on elements cannot find corresponding materials in this continent... After all, this is a forgotten continent.

"Since that guy in Lyon refuses to tell the truth, don't blame me." Eaton folded his hands in a salute, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes: "It's about my father's promotion. This is a big deal! Tonight I will let Mal Lead two teams of cavalry to defeat Pat Manor!"

The old man with the white beard did not speak, but he accepted it as acquiescence. Although he belongs to the White Wizard and will not take the initiative to kill ordinary people, but since his promotion is related to it, it doesn't hurt to kill a few people. Besides... the white wizard is a good wizard in the eyes of ordinary people. This is a joke. The opposition between the white wizard and the black wizard lies in the different concepts of using magic. In fact, other values ​​​​are similar, but they are too lazy to commit more crimes.

Eaton discussed with his father some more issues after Allen and Irene left, and prepared to leave.

At this time, Knight Commander Mar suddenly knelt down outside the tent and begged to see him.

"Tell me, Earl, just now, the owner of Pat Manor, Viscount Lyon, sent a messenger over with a letter of invitation."