Chapter 269 I Promised You

ll day of the month, early in the morning.

Mogra Village, located in the central-eastern part of the Karen Kingdom, seems to have just woken up.

The sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking echoed in the peaceful village. A figure walked out of the simple farmhouse, picked up a few pieces of firewood, and then wobbled back to the house. The smoke rising from the chimney indicated that people had already started to get up and move.

There is no such thing as a "kitchen" in the farmhouse, and food is roasted directly on the fire in the fireplace...Usually, commoners would only start cooking at noon, but in winter, breakfast is mostly cooked by the fire Grilled bread-based.

The whole village is like this, and Lady Camilla's family is no exception.

"Hoohoo, it's hot, it's hot..."

Nai Fei, whose tongue was burnt just after taking a bite, opened her mouth wide, breathing hard while screaming indistinctly. Because the wooden chairs that matched the dining table were too high, Nai Fei’s calves, which could not reach the ground, were swinging back and forth. She in the little leather jacket seems to be so energetic forever, making the atmosphere in the room very cheerful.

Mrs. Camilla, who was sitting beside her, smiled quietly. Although she was also eating, her movements were extremely elegant—it is no exaggeration to say that even if she was eating this kind of cheap white bread, her posture was more elegant than that of the most elegant The etiquette officer did not give way too much, even more so.

She is Nefi's mother, a woman who suddenly appeared in this village twelve years ago.

On the first day when she came to Mogra Village, she only took the baby in her arms—needless to say, that was Nai Fei, who was twelve years old today. But to this day, no one in the whole village knows her specific origin. Some people have asked her, but they can't get an answer.

Normally, people think that Mrs. Camilla is like a pampered lady in the city, but during the busy farming season, she will very naturally pick up the sickle and go to work with the peasant women. When they really communicated face to face, the villagers found that she was approachable and approachable, and she didn't seem to have any arrogance or even temper at all.

And Nephie grew up in such an environment, but she is different from other peers... After completing the most basic learning of High Elvish, Nefei has read and recited "Opposites of Light and Shadow", "Orange Book of Secrets of Magic", "Transfiguration: Disguise and Manipulation", "Basics of Arcane Spells" and other large books...

The lively and active Nai Fei looks like other children, but in the eyes of Mrs. Camilla, the girl she has carefully cultivated in front of her can be called her most proud "work" and her future successor.

Mrs. Camilla knew very well that both herself and the girl in front of her were born with a "mission".

Today, there is still a large tome on the desk, with a few simple words written on the worn handwriting: "Theory of Making Powered Crystals", and there is a rune-like serial number in high elf script below it, which means this is "Volume One".

At the dining table, Nai Fei was whispering his opinion: "Mom, I was so tired after reading that book... I can't understand a lot of things in it, can you—"

"Memorize it, and then you can change it."

Mrs. Camilla's tone was calm, but there was a sense of order that could not be violated. The little girl pursed her mouth... She could roll and cry in front of others, but she also knew very well that in front of her own mother, those things were useless at all.

So she could only nod silently, and then asked: "Mom, why is there only one copy... I can't really make this kind of stone just by reading 'Volume One.'"

"You don't need to make, you just need to remember." Camilla's expression softened slightly, and she reached out to stroke her daughter's fiery red hair, "Mom only has one roll in her hand, but this roll is the most important. Lost, as long as you live, you can't forget it, understand?"

Naifei nodded silly, but she really didn't understand.

It was an ordinary morning, the rays of the rising sun gradually reflected in the house, the copper kettle was boiling and humming, and Mrs. Camilla gently put down the teacup in her hand. The actions repeated countless times revealed the confidence and strength in her bones, but when her eyes turned to the fire in the room, her ageless beautiful face suddenly showed a trace of dignity.

At some point, a letter appeared in the flames.

It was obviously ordinary parchment, but the letter was floating in the glowing red fireplace unscathed. Nai Fei turned his head to see this scene, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and lifted the cheese-smeared bread and poked it face, let her cry out "Ouch".

Mrs. Camilla came back to her senses, and her expression quickly returned to normal. She looked at Nefer and said gently: "Don't make a fuss, just eat quietly."

Nafi closed her mouth, but her eyes still glanced at the fireplace... Her mother didn't hold back anything, raised her finger, and the letter flew towards Mrs. Camilla with an invisible force. hands.

The imprint on the sealing wax seal is a triangular imprint, with slightly complicated vine-like patterns and high elf language on it, Nai Fei stared at it curiously...

"Arcane is Faith".

After seeing this sentence clearly, Nai Fei felt puzzled: she knew that her mother was an "arcanist", but she had never heard of anyone contacting her mother in such an unimaginable way...

And... what does that triangular mark represent?

Mrs. Camilla ignored Naifei's doubts. After gently opening the letter, her expression became more serious...Nafei was quick-witted, and immediately noticed the problem. She put down the bread in her hand and asked, "Mom

"puff"

The letter in Camilla's hand cracked into dust with a bang. She stood up abruptly, looked at the familiar scenery around her in a daze, and then stared at her daughter who was sitting on the chair and blinking curiously. with a worried look on his face...

"Mom, what happened?"

"I..." Mrs. Camilla was rarely speechless, but her rationality made her take a deep breath. After getting rid of all unnecessary emotions, she replied somewhat shyly, "Mom is going out for a while..."

"A trip to a far door, very far, far away."

She looked at Nefei's little face that gradually showed fear after her expression froze, and she felt uncontrollable guilt in her heart. Camilla really wanted to say that I'm not going, I'll stay here with you for the rest of my life... But when the words came to her lips, they became her final exhortation: "I don't know when I can come back, so next, Naifei, you I'm going to... I'm going to..."

"...lived alone."

Naifei opened her mouth slightly and stared straight at her mother, as if the fact that her mother wanted to "abandon" her had not been reflected in her mind at all.

The look of her daughter made Camilla's heart ache terribly. She felt that her fingertips had even pierced her palm, but the order in that letter was the meaning of her existence—Camilla couldn't disobey it at all.

"I will let Uncle Sam take good care of your life...The books I left you must study hard...I, I..."

Camilla closed her mouth because her voice was choked and she couldn't speak at all.

Naifei's eye circles were already red, and tears rolled down her cheeks, but she didn't cry loudly, but jumped off the bench, stretched out her hand to hold her mother's hand, and whispered: "Mom, don't cry, I will be obedient of."

Such a mature performance of her daughter makes Camilla feel even more uncomfortable, but the order cannot be changed after all... She knows that there will be bad luck, and she can't even give a promise of "I will come back"

The order was pressed down like a mountain, and she had no room to maneuver. The state at this time was closer to preparing a "will": Camilla hurriedly found the Sam and his wife, confessed the fact that she was leaving, and then turned and left after hugging Nafie tightly. Go, choked up and didn't say more words from beginning to end.

"Mom, where are you going..."

Looking at her mother's back in the cold wind, Naifei finally couldn't help crying out, but Camilla couldn't tell her where she was going...Because of the danger there, she never wanted her daughter to set foot in it. .

"Elson...is he finally waking up again?"

She looked at the stretching forest in the west and sighed softly.

At the same moment, Rody was looking at the leather armor on the table in front of him in a daze.

With the help of Su Lun, the two finally finished making two sets of leather armors—compared with the previous "safari suit", these two sets of leather armors are definitely countless times stronger, because the level increase and Su Lun "Tanned", they can already be called genuine "magic equipment"

Nata's equipment is called "Acupuncturer Set", while Rody's set is called "Giant Beast Master Set".

Luo Di always felt that the name was a bit ironic to him - the snapping turtle "Nokia" he brought along was lying on the desk at this time, and Su Lun, who didn't know it, still thought it was a rock.

In Luo Di's eyes, Nokia's current role is roughly similar to that of a "paperweight", and it is far from the word "behemoth"-it is estimated that it will take another forty or fifty years before it can be called a "behemoth"?

It's really hopeless... Fortunately, you can find three magic pets after leveling up, this guy... I really don't have hope.

Su Lun on the side looked at these finished products with bright eyes, and his sense of accomplishment was beyond words, but Luo Di sat there in a daze.

Because he couldn't help recalling the scene when he made a whole set of "magic equipment" last time.

At this time, I can still remember it because the place where Rody made that set of equipment was in that remote and remote village of Mogra—remember when I put on the equipment happily, the little girl with fiery red hair The witch circled around her several times, and asked with sparkling eyes, "I never thought you would be so powerful!"

At that time, Luo Di smiled shyly, hiding a touch of joy in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it outright.

"Looking at it this way, you're pretty handsome."

"Let's go, don't show off, in order to celebrate you making these equipment, I want to eat your roasted rabbit meat for dinner, okay? Is that okay?"

Looking at the leather armor in his hand, Luo Di silently said under Su Lun's puzzled eyes: "Okay... I promised you, you can do it as many times as you want."