Chapter 120: A Good Name at the End of the Book

phone-reading

The Eastern Continent, an unknown seaside fishing village. m mobile network

Winter is hanging in the middle of the sky. Amidst the neighing of a few seagulls, a group of fishermen with tanned skin from going to sea all year round returned in a special sailboat for offshore fishing and docked at the simple seaside pier.

They came ashore with their poor catch and bemoaned to each other another sad winter.

They also rely on the sea for food, but with the nobles who have the qualifications and capital to drive ocean-going galleons to catch rare fish species, or even participate in the whale hunting business, or to manage Compared with the bureaucrats in the dark copper mining of the seabed, the salt farms have a sad winter.

In winter and spring, even most species of seagulls have to fly to warm seas for the winter, and the offshore catches are too small, not enough to support the livelihood of fishermen's families.

Therefore, after returning to the shore, many men continue to go to other places to make a living - collecting conch and shells on the shallow beach, helping the saltworks in the sun, doing coolies at the whale oil wharf in the town, and even returning home to pickle fish Wait a minute - to support the family while the woman stays home with the children and makes a living subsisting with difficulty by tinkering and sewing.

A man wearing a bamboo hat sits on a broken chair by the pier, while skillfully twisting the fishing net in his hand with thick rope and flax, he greets the passing fishermen affectionately.

"Thank you, and I wish you a smooth day," came a calm and down-to-earth female voice from under the bamboo hat, which could be heard to be quite old, but it made people inexplicably reassured: "Yes, I have to clear these fishing nets before spring. Make it up—Andre and the others are waiting to use it."

She skillfully chatted with the fishermen:

"Yes, we can pull it to the market and sell it... Oh, repair the net here? This, you know-I like to bask in the sun."

After the fishermen left, the woman in the bamboo hat lowered her head again, and pulled up some drooping linen sleeves, revealing her brown skin, whether it was sun-dried or natural, and concentrated on repairing the gap between her knees under the sun. fishing net.

Until the woman in the bamboo hat raised her head if she felt it, and glanced at the seaside.

A wave hit and broke into white waves on the hardwood pier.

But she only looked up at the sea level, then lowered her head calmly, and continued to mend the fishing net in her hand.

However, her simple and steady voice came out from under the bamboo hat again, and sounded on the empty pier.

"I don't remember asking you to come."

If there were other people present, they probably thought that the woman in the bamboo hat was talking to herself.

But what happened next broke this inference.

In the empty space, there was a dry voice strangely: "To be precise, I didn't come—it's just my voice that came."

"Just pretend I sent a raven."

The woman in the bamboo hat focused on tightening a network cable without raising her head.

"The white ravens domesticated by the Trade Federation have a nice call," she said in a steady and indifferent tone, without any ups and downs, but with a quiet force: "It's loud and clear, but it's not the drake's voice that lacks too much water. .”

She skillfully changed the fishing net in her hand and continued to mend it.

"Gentle sarcasm," came the dry voice again, as if accustomed to this scene: "You are still the same."

"Let's get straight to the point," the woman in the bamboo hat said indifferently, "I'm going to post the net later."

There was silence around her for a while.

For a while, there was only the sound of waves and seagulls on the pier.

Until that dry voice sounded hollow again: "The guy who knocked on the door just now, you also sensed it... A new magician was born."

The woman in the bamboo hat snorted softly and tried a woven fishing net.

The voice in the void was extremely ethereal: "We need to find him—"

"No," the woman in the bamboo hat was not interested, and blocked his words bluntly: "I don't know, and I don't care."

"A newcomer!"

The dry voice has no waves or ups and downs,

It sounds so boring and boring: "You know what that means..."

"The Shuanghuang will not let him—or her," the dry voice seemed to say something he didn't care about: "An unknown magician, the threat to them is too great, and he has not experienced the end In the battle, the Shuanghuang can completely bring him under his command and become his own."

"Go to L or Giza," the woman in the bamboo hat put down the fishing net in her hand, reached out to pick up another fishing net, and began to pull the line, "Even if it is Ashida and Solovsky, or even Sulla, they will Interested in."

"This is what I want," the voice in the void sounded hollowly, "A newborn magician, the companions he will face are either the Twin Emperors or these people—are you willing to see such a thing happen?"

The woman ignored him, just staring at the network cable in her hand.

The voice in the void continued:

"L or Giza—the people under B will only drag him into their ridiculous circus of mad dogs and repeat the tragedy of more than six hundred years ago."

"Moderates are not a good thing either. From what I know about Ashida and Solovsky, they have been dormant since the Second Civil War, not because they love peace..."

The woman raised her head and glanced into the void, her voice became cold for the first time: "So you came to find me?"

silence.

"You are different, Fleurand."

"Everyone, you are also a member of the Moderate," the uninvited guest in the void said calmly after a while, "But I know, you are different."

The woman in the bamboo hat named Fleilan had no words.

"Twelve years ago, that unprecedented collaboration between radicals and moderates was what you brought about."

The voice of the uninvited guest echoed on the pier: "You see something higher, farther, and more meaningful."

"Instead of just resisting the Double Emperor, or recreating the glory of the so-called magician—you know, that's not the meaning of our existence."

"We can't cut our past, and magicians are not higher beings," the people in the void said flatly:

"Compared to other people's anger and unwillingness, you are willing to weave your net quietly in this unknown fishing village."

"I think you should be able to understand me."

However, the woman in the bamboo hat just shook her head slowly: "Then you should also go to Ji Lai, he is with you—at least, you once fought side by side."

The hollow voice paused again.

"Don't associate me with that pervert." For the first time, the visitor in the void showed a little emotion: "The one who fights side by side with you is not your friend."

The woman in the bamboo hat raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"You have so much, what's the use?"

She lowered her bamboo hat to block the rising sun: "We all know that becoming a magician, from 'object' to 'existence', is a complicated process."

The voice in the void said nothing.

The woman in the bamboo hat continued to use her steady voice: "He—the newcomer must have a guide. I don't know how much time it took to find such a person in the six hundred years since magic disappeared, and prepare everything for him. Conditions, raise all the resources, and finally help him become a magician, just like the Macintosh for you."

The woman sighed: "No matter which faction it is - I'm afraid he already belongs to him."

She switched to holding the net in one hand and shook the other hand, seeming a little tired.

But the woman's words were quickly refuted.

"No."

"I met him when he knocked on the door."

The dry voice seemed a little unstable: "At that time, he was flustered and terrified. It seemed that he was completely unprepared for knocking on the door, and he underestimated the threat of the double emperor. Which leader would make such a mistake?"

The woman paused for a moment, then slowly raised her head: "The Queen of Magic..."

"He can't be a student of Shuanghuang—you also saw them both knocking on the door in an instant, fighting desperately in their original state," the stranger in the void seemed to know what the woman was going to ask, so he continued : "Since b and Errol returned to silence in the capital of triumph, how many years have they not lost their composure and embarrassment?"

The woman in the bamboo hat was silent for a long time.

"I understand." A few minutes later, she said calmly, "Are you suspecting that the newcomer might not have a guide at all?"

"After all, there are still remnants of the three major magic towers - can help him become a magician, can't it?"

To her guess, the visitor in the void responded affirmatively:

"certainly."

"Until the top of the Three Towers unites the Empire and the Church to intervene..."

"There were thirty-six speeches given by the 'Gemini Geniuses' at the Seat of Ten Thousand Laws back then. As a collection of speeches, "Introduction to Magic Energy" has been reprinted many times, not counting the manuscripts that cannot be counted. and notes."

"Even a disaster like the Jingshi Plan cannot destroy them all."

"That newcomer, he is very likely to be a 'lone wolf', just like Ji Lai."

"I believe that radicals, moderates, Bloodthorn, Heilan, and even Jilai are all ready to move now—especially people like l, even if they overthrow the whole world, they still want to find him."

"Once they show abnormalities, soon, the sunset, the sun, the bright moon, the dark night, and even the countries of the world and the seven kings of hell will find out that something is wrong."

"If they never find him, or one of them finds him, that's fine..."

"But if two or more parties discover him at the same time..."

The woman wearing a bamboo hat looked at the line where the sea meets the sky, and lightly grasped the fishing net in her hand.

"I need your help, Fleurand, I need you to lock his position," the visitor from the void said seriously, "If you really do what I think, you don't want to see this world get worse."

The sounds of waves and gulls came alternately.

The woman in the bamboo hat was silent for a long time.

In the end, the woman let out a long sigh and said flatly, "I can't find him."

"What do you mean?" The dry voice said suspiciously: "With your ability, anyone will be locked the moment they knock on the door, isn't it?"

The woman nodded slowly: "Yes, I felt it when he knocked on the door. He was late at night."

The voice from the void was slightly excited:

"This is good news. Suye has three weapons, but they are all concentrated in the Qilin Holy City... The bad news is that it is also very close to Bloodthorn..."

But at this moment, the woman named the second place:

"And the Sea of ​​Ending."

The dry voice seemed a little unresponsive, he paused, and asked a question:

"What?"

"When he knocked on the door, he was also ending the sea." The woman explained calmly.

"How is it possible?" The visitor in the void couldn't believe it: "From Suye to Ending Sea..."

However, the woman in the bamboo hat ignored him, but lowered her head and said to herself:

"The Great Desert."

"Deep Twilight Forest."

Against the backdrop of the sea and the sky, she continued to speak while repairing fishing nets on the pier, and place names popped out of her mouth: "There are also Quigul Glacier, Yatiao City, Star Marsh, Beili Grassland, and Prancing Horse Plain." , Heroic Soul Fort, Sea of ​​Devils, Dragon Clouds City..."

The hand of the woman wearing the bamboo hat trembled slightly, inadvertently breaking a knot in the net.

There was a steady seriousness in her words:

"I feel more than these places!"

"The moment he knocked on the door, it was as if he was standing in every corner of the world, and then entered the original state."

"So, I can't find him."

She stretched out her hand and supported her bamboo hat: "I'm afraid the Shuanghuang is the same."

Again, no sound came from the void.

The woman looked at the fishing net in her hand again: "We can't lock his position."

"However, after all, he is a formed magician."

"He may not have a guide, and he lacks understanding of his own power," the woman said indifferently, "From monsters to legends—pay attention to unusual news from various places, he who is inexperienced will be exposed one day."

"So," came the dry voice: "Can we only rely on these to find him?"

The woman in the bamboo hat said nothing.

A slightly bigger wave hit, and the spray splashed on her linen dress.

"Okay, one last question."

The voice in the void seemed a little frustrated, and he asked tentatively, "Toros—how did he react to the news?"

The woman in the bamboo hat paused slightly.

A seagull flies over a wave, only to continue flying back to its nest in vain.

"how could I know."

The woman slowly.

"But he is your guide after all," the void visitor continued, "just like Macintosh is my guide."

"Then you should be as clear as I am, Sagar," the woman wearing the bamboo hat said slowly, showing a hint of contempt in her words:

"Since the Second Civil War..."

"When did he take care of our affairs?"

————

What does a giant dragon look like?

Thales raised his head in a daze, looking at the huge figure tens of hundreds of meters high in the blue flame.

The dark red scales that reflect the firelight cover its body layer by layer, and a pair of wide dragon wings are gracefully received behind the giant claws, making it look like a graceful figure wearing a luxurious dress and cloak scarf. noble lady.

There is also its special but smooth facial curve, plus the other party's slender and straight neck without deliberately doing it, and the black double horns extending back regularly on the head, adding to the mystery of this dragon. The beauty of admiration.

If you ignore those hideous and terrifying spikes on its body.

At that moment, Thales suddenly realized: Did those black monsters in Giza come in the shape of a dragon?

The dark red dragon stared at the hydra howling in pain on the ground, but its body remained motionless, as if it didn't care.

Kirika's last tentacle was tremblingly reaching out to it while burning green flames.

The dark red dragon twisted its neck, revealing an emotion Thales could recognize in its eyes: disdain.

Kirika's tentacles finally burned out halfway, turning into ashes and falling powerlessly.

As the flesh and blood were burned, the blue flame seemed to have its own consciousness, and instead of continuing to burn, it slowly extinguished.

Thales held his breath and tremblingly looked at everything in front of him.

Oh My God.

dragon.

It exists.

"Clatter..."

The next moment, the giant dragon turned around its huge body without warning, causing a large piece of ruins in the shield area to groan overwhelmed.

Thales shrank back in fright.

The giant dragon landed with two claws, turned its body and neck, and swung its graceful long tail to maintain balance.

"Boom..."

The huge roar of earth and rocks witnessed the weight of this giant existence.

Then, the dark red dragon lowered its head slightly and turned to the ground.

Turning to two insignificant figures.

Thales was all excited!

No way?

how does it...

The dragon looked at the two children.

Two children who were described as messy and embarrassed.

Thales trembled uncontrollably, leaned his neck desperately, and looked into each other's eyes.

Those bright amber-like translucent eyes remained motionless, locking him in his field of vision as if by magic.

Slick was also trembling, and hugged his arm tightly.

Before arriving in the Northland, Thales imagined all possible situations: kings, grand dukes, nobles, soldiers, civilians... even magicians and vampires, and even so-called elves like Ada, thought about various How to respond accordingly.

When he was the only one who hadn't thought about the situation in front of him.

A dragon?

What a joke!

Thales stared at the dragon with what seemed to be deep meaning, and couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

what do you mean?

Anyhow, give some reaction.

Just look at it, but what's the matter?

At this moment, Hua Tou's trembling words came faintly:

"Red Wing... Blue Flame..."

The slippery head trembled violently, his face was pale, his lips were blue, and he tremblingly said:

"That is……"

"Your Majesty Chrysis!"

Thales trembled violently!

He opened his mouth wide open and turned his head in disbelief.

"God..." Thales stammered: "Queen of the Sky?"

Slick was shaking like a sieve, but with inexplicable excitement, he pulled him and said affirmatively: "Yes... yes..."

"Exter's..."

"Your Majesty the First Queen!"

Thales just felt a little dizzy.

He took several deep breaths before turning his head back and lifting it up to the highest point.

He looked at the pair of huge bright yellow eyes—the pure black pupils inside gave people a huge sense of oppression.

Look at the legendary dragon who has been missing for more than six hundred years.

Thales couldn't help shifting his eyes a little, looking at the cliff in the sky in the distance, and at the Nakaru statue above.

At that moment, Thales looked at the huge body of the dragon, and then at the cliff in the sky.

He felt as if he knew why she, the Sky Queen, left Exeter and never came back:

If Sky Cliff is really the palace of the Sky Queen...

Thales roared in his heart:

Then with her size, there is simply no room for her!

These unworthy descendants of Naikaru—was it intentional, right?

At this moment, the giant dragon let out a thick breath from its nose.

"boom!"

The huge airflow swept over the ground, blowing Thales and Slippery back and forth!

Thales managed to stabilize his figure.

I saw the dragon's head slightly deflected, but its eyes were staring at them motionless.

At that moment, her eyes seemed a little playful, but also a little impatient.

Thales couldn't help being startled.

He thought of one thing and poked the slippery head behind him.

"Hey," Thales whispered anxiously while looking at the dragon's increasingly unfriendly gaze, "I remember you ever..."

"Is there a special etiquette for meeting the Queen of the Sky?"

Slippery froze for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"Yes, I forgot just now," the girl was panicked, she didn't dare to look up at the giant dragon at all, she just heard her timidly say: "Giant dragons hate rudeness and disrespect!"

Thales knew it in his heart, and he tugged on Slick's sleeve.

"How?" He gritted his teeth and asked, "I think, now is the time!"

Slippery came back to his senses, and opened his mouth quickly.

Ever since, under the watchful eyes of the giant dragon, the two children funnyly followed Tricky's instruction and began to salute.

"First, I, we're going to get down on one knee..."

Slippery stuttered and spoke authentically, but as she spoke more and more, her narration became smoother and smoother.

They knelt on the ground.

"Kneel on the right knee!" Hua Tou sternly corrected: "Kneeling on the left knee was used when the newlyweds married their wives in ancient northern weddings!"

The second prince quickly switched legs obediently, his movements were clumsy and procrastinated.

"Then, just like the rituals of the ancient emperor and the knight's canonization ceremony, squeeze your right hand to your chest." Hua Tou's words became more and more fluent, as if he had forgotten the fear of the dragon: "The left hand must naturally hang down."

Thales simply didn't listen to Slick's words, he watched the other's actions, and quickly followed suit.

"Bow your head respectfully... for at least three seconds..."

The dragon still watched them motionless, only the breath from its nostrils brought a breeze, reminding them of the existence in front of them.

"Then, one by one, we respectfully report our full names..."

The slippery head tremblingly said: "The great queen of the sky, Your Majesty Kruresis..."

"I am……"

"I am……"

Thales frowned: he found that the slippery head suddenly got stuck.

Hua Tou seemed a little flustered, she said incoherently: "I am...that...that..."

Thales's heart moved, he remembered a very important thing, he quickly stabbed the girl with his elbow, and whispered: "Selma!"

The slippery head trembled, and subconsciously said: "I'm Selma..."

The slippery head trembled slightly, as if he was not used to the name.

No.

Thales said silently: She thought of something.

Sure enough, when she got to the next name, she even started to cry.

"Thelma Alex..." The slippery voice began to change tone.

Tears began to fall down her drooping face.

"Alex..."

She seemed to remember something, she paused, and she was about to cry.

The dragon's eyelids tightened slightly.

The way she stared at Hua Tou became a little sharp.

Thales gritted his teeth.

He reached out and gently grasped Slider's left wrist.

The slippery head trembled slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at Thales.

Thales nodded slightly, and returned a firm look of encouragement.

Slick swallowed her throat, seeming to have regained a bit of courage, she repositioned herself, and said in words that were still stammering and trembling, but no longer stuck:

"I'm Selma Alex... Suriel... Walton..."

"From Dragon Clouds City..."

"Fortunately...fortunately to have...been honored to meet you."

Hua Tou finally finished talking, she gasped for breath, with cold sweat on her head, as if she had just gone through a strenuous exercise.

Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the second prince took a deep breath, lowered his head in a similar manner, and said calmly in the most stable and respectful tone he could think of:

"The great queen of the sky, Her Majesty Krulesis."

"I'm Thales Serangelana Kessel Canxing."

"From Eternal Star City."

"It is an honor to have the honor of meeting you."

After finishing speaking, Thales also breathed a sigh of relief.

"And then?" He lowered his head and poked the girl next to him again.

This time, Slick's answer was simple: "Wait."

So they knelt quietly and waited.

He didn't dare to make a sound, didn't dare to raise his head, and didn't dare to move.

I don't know how many minutes passed.

There was only the whistling of cold wind and the explosion of flames.

Finally, Thales couldn't hold back anymore.

He raised his head slightly.

Slippery saw his movements, and his face turned pale with fright.

Thales glanced overhead.

It's okay if you don't look at it, Thales was shocked when he looked at it!

Slick looked at Thales like this, so he couldn't help but start to look up.

Then she also froze in place.

I saw a huge, scaled head, stopping on top of their heads!

Fuck!

Thales' breathing couldn't be faster.

The queen of the sky has already bowed her head.

The nearest scale on its nose was less than a foot away from them.

The dragon turned its head, revealing one eye on the right, and the amber bright yellow eyes were getting closer and closer to them.

As if to take a good look at them.

This action made Thales breathless!

Thales knelt on the ground in a daze.

At that moment, he almost forgot everything about his surroundings, and only had this giant dragon in his eyes.

The slippery head was trembling slightly, taking a breath every now and then.

The figures and faces of the two were reflected in the dragon's eyes.

Those were two frightened, blue-faced children, dumbfounded, and kept their bodies motionless—if they only looked at these two reflections, many people would probably find them funny.

Unfortunately, now they are the protagonists of these two reflections.

The two of them didn't dare to take a breath.

Just staring blankly at the dragon.

Let her look at them.

After a while, the giant dragon withdrew his head a little, and the oppressive eyes and pupils left their eyes.

Thales took another breath.

Then, something happened that Thales didn't expect.

I only heard the slippery head jerk violently, let out an "ah" in horror, and shrank back!

Slippery looked around frantically.

Thales quickly turned his gaze and stared at the dragon.

did she do something

Then the dragon remained motionless.

Slippery finally calmed down, and she stared blankly at the dragon.

Thales was puzzled.

The next moment, the sly and panicked words continued: "Ah...yes...no...yes...yes...thank you...um..."

Thales stared dumbfounded at Hua Tou talking to himself.

This girl...

Are you crazy?

In the next second, Slick yelled again:

"ah!"

She was in a hurry, and with a technique almost faster than swiping a mosquito, she took off the pair of glasses from her face!

Then, trembling, she held the worn-out pair of black-rimmed glasses in her hands with great respect, as if they were rare treasures.

The girl was shaking like a sieve, almost crying: "I, I really don't know... I don't know if this is what you used...they threw it to me directly...I was wrong...I'm sorry...I really do not know……"

Thales looked at Slick in disbelief, then at the pair of glasses in her hand, and then at the Sky Queen.

They're... talking?

How did you do it?

At this time, the sky queen suddenly moved!

I saw her sticking her nose towards Slippery.

Thales was shocked!

What is she going to do?

The next moment, the Queen of Sky exhaled slightly from her nostrils!

"call!"

The huge airflow made the two of them unable to open their eyes, they just rested their heads in their arms tightly.

After a while, the air flow stopped.

After confirming that everything was safe, Thales raised his head with lingering fear.

He looked at the queen of the sky - he saw that the ferocious jaw of this giant dragon was actually slightly curved.

It's like—Thales doesn't know why this idea came up—like she's smirking?

A holy dragon, Exeter's founding queen, is... smirking?

Isn't it too serious?

But he soon became overwhelmed.

[Bright star? Your name is Canxing? 】

A majestic and shocking, heavy and deafening female voice sounded in his heart!

"Ah!" Thales screamed, fell back in fright, and sat down on the ground.

He looked around in horror.

nothing.

He didn't react until he saw the slippery head slapped him hard.

Thales sat on the ground and turned his head in disbelief—to look at the giant dragon.

The Sky Queen was staring at herself.

Still motionless.

Apart from……

[Don't be afraid, the dragon communicates with mortals, it has always been like this. 】

here we go again!

That kind of voice that seemed to come out of my ears, or even from the bottom of my heart!

Yes, in the heart!

Thales stared blankly at the dragon.

【Are you a descendant of Tormund? 】

Thales still looked around in disbelief.

But he finally took a deep breath.

Thales swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked directly at the dragon, and said with difficulty: "Yes... I am a descendant of the Canxing family."

The scene was a little weird.

It was like Thales was talking to himself to a giant dragon.

[You have a good name, whether it is Canxing or Emperor's family tree, it is not common - who came up with it? 】

The dragon's amber eyes were still on him.

It made him uneasy.

Thales took a deep breath and blinked, unable to restrain the tension in his heart.

"Thank you," he stammered, trying not to sound trembling in his voice: "Thales, this is, this is my... adoptive father's name."

Thales suddenly noticed that he couldn't identify which language the other party was speaking in his mind.

But he just got it.

【No. 】

【My is your second name. 】

The dragon continued to speak in his mind in the magic language.

But the face of the Queen of Sky remained motionless.

Thales was slightly taken aback.

Until he understood what the dragon meant, his face changed drastically.

second name?

That is……

【Ser...Lan...Jie...La...Na...】

A voice with a strange charm sounded from the bottom of his heart!

That rhyme and rhythm, like...

It's like reciting poetry.

It seems that there is an intoxicating secret hidden in it.

Thales stared blankly at the Sky Queen.

The dragon turned his eyes and stared at him.

Her Majesty's voice sounded again:

[A beautiful dragon language name. 】

Thales was shocked!

The next moment, the giant dragon spread its wings violently!

"call--"

The wind hits.

Thales and Slick had to hug each other tightly to resist the gust of wind!

In the wind that seemed to blow out of nowhere, the dragon raised its head and let out a deafening roar.

"Roar……"

It almost shattered Thales' eardrums!

In the next second, the dragon's body jumped out of thin air.

"boom!"

A huge shock came, and the two of them fell to the ground again.

The wind continued to hit.

Ten seconds later, the wind gradually became louder.

Thales barely opened his eyes, and looked towards the sky amidst slippery sobs.

In the field of vision, the Queen of the Sky spread out a pair of broad wings, leaving a silhouette between the sky and the earth that he will never forget.

Her figure is getting more and more.

Finally disappeared into the deep darkness.

Not to be seen again. l3l4 (Sikushu)