"If you want to know the history of the grassland, there are many people you can find."
After pushing open the door of the carriage, the figures belonging to Duan Qing and Lu Fen appeared in front and behind one of the carriages of Lu Fen's caravan. The old man who was the first to file in also lit the oil lamp for lighting with familiarity.
He sat unsteadily in his most familiar position: "Why do you have to find me? And in this way."
"I'm not looking for you specifically, but as an adventurer, I have no resistance to existences like 'Secret History'." Duan Qing followed the other person's movements and sat on the other side of the carriage, watching.
He mentioned the simple tables, chairs and elegant decorations placed around the carriage: "There is another very important point: since we are former candidates for the Twelve Thrones, I think the communication between us will become simpler, at least compared to Yasi.
Or maybe people like Surtu are better."
"My disciples and I should have settled all the grievances related to the Free City." Lowering his eyelids, Lu Fen slowly took the wooden cup on the small table next to him like an old monk: "Communicate
I won't refuse feelings, but if you want to renew grudges, please don't come to me."
"Don't worry, those who care about the future situation of Freedom City will only be the second best people in the world, and it has nothing to do with us." Duan Qing waved his hand nonchalantly: "Even if I have any flaws or dark history about you, now
They probably won’t be needed anymore, after all—”
"You are someone who is even planning to give up your life."
Taking another wooden cup handed over by the old man, the gray-robed magician carefully sniffed the tea that the old man poured out quickly and skillfully: "...well, it smells really good."
"Even Tania can't buy the best dragon tendrils." The old man who was also shaking the wooden cup laughed with satisfaction: "Pair it with the green wood lamp I got from Urustan County, and put it into the cup.
The fragrance is stimulated to the greatest extent - alas, now if I want to show off these things, I can't find anyone to tell me."
"With such a high pursuit of taste, naturally it should not be someone who likes to commit suicide." Duan Qing, who was quietly enjoying the aroma, opened his eyes with a smile: "Being able to pass the Bridge of Miracles alive is a blessing from God to you.
reward."
"It should be the owner of the lighthouse who secretly extended a helping hand. You should have met him." The old man shook his head and replied: "We were exhausted at that time. We had not eaten or drank for several days and nights, and our minds were completely in a state of death.
, if it weren’t for external help, we wouldn’t even have a chance to survive.”
"That guy Molnar, he didn't leave you in the tower?" Duan Qing, who was slightly surprised, holding a tea cup, then asked a question that made the old man quite strange: "He has something to do with you.
Have you communicated?”
"What is the possibility of communication between a person who is not conscious?" Lu Fen replied with a wry smile: "The reason why we can remember this scene is that we saw the faint outline of the lighthouse before it fell.
That’s it, when I came to my senses, we had landed on the grassland of the Wind Continent.”
"Hey, I will definitely question this matter later."
"Forget it, unless you really want to be arrested by him again."
The brief exchange from Duan Qing's consciousness flashed by, causing the gray-robed magician to lower his head unnaturally and cough twice: "Ahem, let's get back to the topic: Regarding the name 'Fulei', can you Tell us what?”
"I thought you were more interested in the history of my clan."
Lu Fen shook his head and took a sip from the wooden cup and then placed it on the simple square table aside: "But whatever, the two things are not much different anyway - since you know Cromayi Gu With this name, you should know the origin of the Medius Grassland and the qualifications to settle in the Holy Mountain, right?"
"The origin of the Barish Conference? I heard the chiefs of those tribes mention it." Duan Qing nodded and replied: "Because of the harsh climate of the grassland and the threat of the beast tide, everyone hopes to go to the legendary sacred mountain. 'Utopia' to strive for eternal peace and prosperity."
"Eternal peace and prosperity... Ha, this is something I have heard since I was a child." Lu Fen's wrinkled face began to become lost in thought: "If you taste this sentence carefully, you should be able to find something unnatural in it. , because it is difficult for the grassland tribes, who are famous for their nomadic wanderings and wanderings, to say such things."
"This is part of the motto left to us by the first generation of divine envoys." Without waiting for Duan Qing's question, the old man answered on his own: "When the first generation of divine envoys described that beautiful Fantasyland to us, My best wishes to the tribes who have gone through hardships and finally reached the mountain are 'eternal peace and prosperity'."
"It seems that you are the only one who can use this sentence now. I seem to have heard it just now." Duan Qing pointed to his ear in confusion: "What's going on?"
"Because later tribes don't know these things." The old man Lu Fen replied with a sigh: "According to the history of our tribe, in the past, the envoys of the Holy Mountain would attend the Barish Conference every once in a while. He showed up and personally led some of the victors to the Holy Mountain, but I don’t know when they all suddenly disappeared in front of everyone and never appeared again.”
"Without the blessing of the divine envoy, the path of divine selection has become extremely dangerous. Even the strongest tribe that can win the Barish Conference cannot guarantee that they can successfully pass through that wind channel." The old man's eyes slightly twitched. Narrowing his eyes, he seemed to be completely immersed in the memory of the record: "But the tribe, which is known for its bravery and fearlessness, is unlikely to bow its head in front of this kind of obstruction. They think this is a new test left to them by the envoy of God, and it is a test given to them. The last trial before 'Eternal Peace and Prosperity'."
"That's why the current 'custom' was formed, right?" Duan Qing rubbed his chin and replied, "Is Cromayi Gu still there at that time?"
"It should still be there, after all, these records have survived." Lu Fen looked back at Duan Qing's eyes: "The decline of Cromayigu was not due to lack of strength, but because of the scarcity of people and tribal confrontation. It is the master who determines victory or defeat, and the number of people and warriors is also a key part."
"Then why is your tribe so sparsely populated?"
"Because - proud."
Saying a word that surprised Duan Qing, Lu Fen once again held up the tea cup on the table beside him: "It's not just us, but other ancient tribes too. They disdain to use excessive bravery and force to solve problems. , and are unwilling to have contact with the so-called 'lower tribes'."
"It seems that class issues may exist anywhere in any era." Then Duan Qing also sighed: "What are the so-called lower tribes?"
"Of course they are the most powerful tribes now." Lu Fen pointed to the outside of the carriage with a smile: "Those 'rural tribes' who were once looked down upon by us and originated from every corner of the grassland have withstood the test of years of wind and frost.
, the tribes that have honed themselves to be extremely powerful, they came here in order to receive the blessing of the sacred mountain, and time and time again they killed off our tribes who had lived in a comfortable place for a long time and had no intention of growth and progress, and became the grassland tribes.
The upstart in China.”
"Then the cycle starts over and over again." The old man who said this sighed again and sighed: "How similar, how ironic. Perhaps this dynasty model that is constantly being replaced is also expected by those divine envoys."
"The newly born tribes and the tribes with the ambition to become stronger do have a greater advantage in this competition, just like the Su tribe and the Hulun tribe." Duan Qing nodded in agreement: "Those so-called annexations and integrations
, is it also a product of this trend?”
"This is also a means of tribal continuation, but the ancestors of Cromayigu did not choose to do this." Lu Fen replied regretfully: "I no longer know the specific reasons why they did not accept the times.
Our ancestors who were unwilling to change according to the trend naturally became the final victims."
"Nine out of ten of the ancient tribes that remain in the world have disappeared."
Taking another gentle sip of the tea in his hand, the old man used these words as his final words. Duan Qing, who was quietly digesting the information, then gently shook the wooden cup in his hand, and after a long while, he calmed down.
The question after the Qing Dynasty came out: "I have a few questions: Does Cromayi's ancient records mention the history before becoming a grassland tribe?"
"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't know that they are one of the surviving tribes from ancient times."
"No, no, no, that's not what I'm referring to." He waved his hand, and Duan Qing's voice became even lower when he spoke again: "I'm referring to time - the earliest history of the Wind Continent can't be traced back to adventure.
Era? Chroma Igu should have existed at that time, right? The Continent of Wind at that time, and the countries on this continent... have you left any content?"
"...No." The old man's eyes once again burst out with the light of memory: "Chromayigu has been Cromayigu since ancient times. There is no other nickname, let alone a descendant of an ancient country in the Wind Continent."
"Okay, let's ask about what's going on now." Duan Qing, who was silent for a moment, then continued to ask: "When did you escape from here and go to the Free Continent?"
"To be precise, I didn't escape from the Wind Continent, but my ancestors escaped from here." The old man Lu Fen shook his head again: "As for how they appeared on the other side of the Endless Sea, and why
There is no mention of this in the family history, and I don’t know why.”
"There's something fishy." Duan Qing curled his lips and raised his third finger: "The next is the most critical question: when did the divine envoy you just mentioned disappear?
"
"The time stated in the records was around 2150 in the Rhodes Calendar." Lu Fen recalled thoughtfully: "If converted to the New Calendar..."
"Probably around the 180th year of the New Calendar." Duan Qing said this answer on behalf of the other party, and then fell into a moment of silence: "..."
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing."
Facing Lu Fen's following questions, the gray-robed magician waved his hands to forcibly boost his spirits: "Then let's go back to the original question: the name Fleur appears in your tribe's records.
Where?"
"It's at the place we just mentioned." The old man replied with a smile: "She is the last divine messenger we met in the long Barish Conference."
"...Hey, there is really no sense of surprise at all." Touching his nose, Duan Qing couldn't help but let out a low laugh: "The time matches and the events match, so the only thing left is -"
"Her motivation."
The gray-robed magician waited quietly for the old man's answer. The latter hesitated for a moment, and finally said the answer: "This record is very strange. My ancestors seem to identify this founder of the empire.
The person with the same name is a true envoy of the gods, and together with other tribes, he is regarded as an honored guest according to previous rituals and customs, however..."
"'The envoy of the gods said: The soul placed on the body is all illusion. Only by sharpening one's will with one's body can one find peace.'"
He read this sentence in a low voice, and the old man's eyebrows seemed to be tangled together: "The envoy who calls herself 'Fule' did not say a word more, nor did she accept our ceremony and hospitality, and her only
The message also appeared obscure and difficult to understand, and no one could understand its meaning."
"What kind of things did this great emperor go through to learn this kind of expression like ancient prose?" Duan Qing smiled bitterly and touched his head: "I can generally understand what she means, and I can't understand it."
Understand what she means... As a member of the Free Continent, haven't you ever doubted the identity of this 'Fule'?"
"I have never met a real person, and whether it is the history of the Free Continent or the history of the Wind Continent, there is no basis for comparison between the two." Lu Fen shook his head helplessly and replied: "He is called 'Old Joel'
Of course, I also came into contact with the history of the Fleur Empire when I was a child, but even if the person who founded that country was really a woman named Fleur, I would not be able to conclude that she was the last person to appear in the history of our tribe.
A divine messenger, isn’t he?”
"A very reasonable explanation." Duan Qing nodded and replied: "Then why do you think that a person is a god? You can't just show up at your Barish Conference and you will think that he is a god.
Do you want to use it?"
"The descriptions passed down orally by the grassland tribes are one part, and the strong strength is naturally another part." The old man pointed to the top of the carriage: "Just like the Lord of Violet appeared here in an invincible posture, as long as there is no clear opposition,
Or if she doesn’t reveal too many flaws, the tribal warriors will recognize her identity. After all—"
"'Inhumanity' is also one of the characteristics of divine messengers."
This chapter has been completed!