Chapter 1631 Errors and Abnormalities

Ancient documents are several sets of documents compiled by the surviving leaders of the goblin clan in ancient times in order to express their gratitude to the God of Creation.

This includes astronomy, geography and many other aspects of knowledge. Today, there are only two categories that are most completely preserved, one is ancient texts and the other is ancient historical documents.

Because they were related to the God of Creation, the historians who compiled ancient historical documents did not dare to have personal relationships, and the leader of the goblin clan did not dare to interfere.

It can be said that the entire set of ancient historical documents is the most objective and authentic history book, and there is absolutely no falsehood mixed in it.

That's why Master Dewey scolded me with a smile: "You are such a ignorant boy. Make sure to remember it. The ancient documents are the most authentic and unquestionable. Don't talk like this in the future, or you will be laughed at."

Faced with Master Dewey's earnest persuasion, I remained unmoved and stubbornly insisted: "Father, I am not talking nonsense. Perhaps most of what is recorded in historical documents are facts, but regarding the activation of the artifact, it is Incorrect."

Seeing my impassioned speech, Master Dewey also felt that something was wrong, so he asked: "Okay, tell me a reason. As long as it is true and appropriate, I will believe you."

"Not only the purest goblin royal bloodline can activate the artifact," I said in a sonorous tone, "I can too."

"You can do it too?" Master Dewey frowned slightly: "What can you do too?"

"I said I can also activate the artifact."

Master Dewey suddenly relaxed, laughed, and said, "Are you kidding me? Well, this joke is quite funny."

"Father!" I said seriously, "I'm not joking, I'm telling the truth!"

Then, I will tell him the ins and outs of activating the King's Crown.

Master Dewey was silent for a long time, then said with difficulty: "Is everything you said true?"

I nodded: "It's absolutely true, absolutely true."

"This is impossible" Master Dewey murmured: "How could ancient documents be wrong? How could they be wrong?"

Master Dewey stared blankly at the tea cup, his eyes full of struggle.

I understand that it is extremely difficult to overturn the perception that has been formed for many years. It is as difficult as a constipated hemorrhoid patient forcing a bowel movement.

After a long time, Master Dewey's eyes narrowed and he said, "Besides you, is there anyone else who can activate the artifact?"

This question asks, apart from me, does anyone else have the opportunity to touch the artifact?

I shook my head: "I don't know."

Master Dewey also seemed to be aware of his gaffe. He softened his gaze first, then squeezed out a smile and said gently: "I was the one who got excited. How could anyone else except you have the opportunity to touch the artifact."

After being silent for a long time, he said quietly: "The ancient documents should not be wrong. Maybe you are an outlier in the Zephyr Continent."

Hearing this, I was suddenly shocked.

He is right, I am indeed an alien in this Zephyr Continent. Not only am I an alien, I am not even a person of this world from the perspective of birth.

Master Dewey sighed softly and regained his original expression. He said calmly: "However, whether you are a heterogeneous person or not, you are still my adopted son. There is one more thing, that is, you can activate this artifact. Don't make it public, the fewer people know about it, the safer you will be."

Listening to his sincere words, his concern was beyond words, and I couldn't help but be moved.

Although the contact with Master Dewey was only by chance, and we were of different races, once we opened our hearts to each other, we became as close as father and son.

Just as we were about to continue talking, someone suddenly came to report that the two His Majesties were coming, so we quickly changed the topic from the previous worries and melancholy to admiring flowers and birds, drinking tea and complaining.

Not long after, the two queens, one behind the other, appeared at the door of the back garden.

Floating in front is the Fairy Queen, followed by the Fairy Queen.

Seeing the two of them from a distance, I stood up and saluted, while Master Dewey nodded slightly and said hello.

After the two queens took their seats, the Fairy Queen said, "Is it because of the discomfort in the bedroom that Master Dewey has trouble sleeping?"

"The bedroom is very nice," Master Dewey said, "It's just that as he gets older, he sleeps less. He would rather take his children and grandchildren around, but it's a pity."

He shook his head, glanced at me, and shook his head again.

I couldn’t help but feel depressed: Is it my fault? I would like to have the child directly, but firstly, I am bound by the laws of the Zephyr Continent, and secondly, I am forced by the war that I don’t know when it will be launched, so I have to live with heartache every day like a year.

Having said that, who doesn’t want to do happy things with numerous fiancées every day?

Bah, this damn law!

Bah, this damn war!

After venting secretly, I finally felt a lot better.

Just as I was about to sit down, I saw the Elf Queen wink at me, and glanced at the teapot on the table. I understood immediately, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for each of the three bosses, and then poured it for myself. After having a drink, I sat down leisurely.

While sipping tea, I listened to the chat between the Fairy Queen and Master Dewey. Most of the talk was about mundane matters, but from time to time there were some political foreshadowings mixed in, making a good conversation hidden in mystery and making the listeners feel frightened.

This mysterious and hidden way of talking sounds to me like the saying that people often say, "A good fart will make you loose it."

I really want to shout out: Can we still chat happily?

But the boss is the boss. The Fairy Queen and Master Dewey enjoyed this process very much. Not only did they talk freely, they even chatted happily. It seemed that they were not interested in this kind of chat that would lead to falling into a trap if they were not careful. The way is customary.

It really makes me ashamed.

The conversation continued until dusk was approaching, when someone reported that the banquet was ready.

The Fairy Queen smiled and said: "Master Dewey came suddenly and failed to organize a welcome ceremony in time. It was really rude. Now we have just prepared a dinner, which should be used as a welcome ceremony for Master."

Master Dewey smiled back and said, "Your Majesty is interested."

When I heard that the banquet was properly arranged, I immediately ordered someone to go to my house to report it. When the Fairy Queen saw this, she chuckled and said, "Xiao Yi, this kid is really caring about his family."

Master Dewey smiled slightly and said, "The men of the Gu family are good, they value friendship, they also have a destination in their hearts, and they won't run around and act recklessly."

The Fairy Queen added: "If a man has his ambitions in all directions and always cares about his family, he will become depressed."

"That's not necessarily true." Master Dewey shook his head and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi has many beautiful wives. Even if he wants to kill his will, he is probably powerless. Maybe in the end, many of his achievements will be lost to these beautiful wives. Forced out."

The Fairy Queen laughed: "That makes sense."

I was confused as I listened, and I had no idea whether these two people were praising me, belittling me, or was it another verbal spat hidden in their words?