Suddenly there was a bump, and old Drake woke up from his light dream. His cloudy eyes finally refocused and found Andrew who was reading a book opposite him.
"Alchemy Doll Material"
This is the name of the book Andrew is holding.
Old Drake didn't speak. He glanced at Andrew quietly for a while, then closed his eyes and recalled his meeting with Lu Yu.
Before the visit, he had some confidence in the identity of Lu Yu's nobleman, and the reason why he took a big detour was to get the experiences he said.
He is too old, and maybe he will sleep forever the next sunrise and moonset.
When I was young, I looked at the vast land and shouted that I would conquer and explore it.
Time flies by, and the young boy now has white hair and a stooped body.
"If I want to become stronger, then I can go further on this land."
The young Drake told himself this.
Therefore, when he was in the first stage, he felt that it was safer to start in the second stage.
When he was on the second level, he was worried that the journey would be far away and his strength would be insufficient, so he worked hard to climb to the third level.
When people reach middle age, they have responsibilities, rights, and enjoy the compliments and flattery of countless people, and their desire to go out gradually fades away.
Now that he is getting closer and closer to death, old Drake dreams back in the middle of the night, and he can always think of the excitement in his heart when he was standing on a hill and looking into the distance when he was young.
When did that kind of surging energy and impulse die?
Old Drake himself couldn't answer.
Now that I heard that someone had overcome many difficulties and dangers to come here and recorded information from many places, the childhood impulse came back again.
He can no longer leave this land, but he can let his thoughts go away for a short time and travel to unheard of countries.
Whether it was a real experience or a story didn't matter to him.
In the Kingdom of Yas, the stories told by the best bards are either about dragon slaying or old-fashioned stories about killing goblins. In summary, many other stories are just different stories.
Old Drake has been hearing this kind of story since he was a child, and he has also been hearing it since the founding of the Kingdom of Yas. Today, poets selling stories in street taverns and markets still hold small harps and sing similar tunes and tell similar stories.
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But everyone still likes to listen to it.
People still like stories about heroes holding sharp swords and slaying dragons, because it makes their blood boil.
People also still like the article about one person clearing the Goblin Underground Palace and regaining the Eastern Territory for the Kingdom of Yas, because it is inspiring.
Fantasy is a cheap experience for people to briefly leave their bodies and experience another life. At that moment, their souls are free.
Old Drake also liked fantasy, but there was no story that could carry his soul far away.
So far, only a few outstanding dramatists can write about the different scenery beyond the developed borders of the surrounding three countries.
For the rest of the people, what they write is just another "replica" of the world they already know. It is neither fresh nor exciting. Instead, it is like those different dragon-slaying stories depicting the Kingdom of Yas one after another.
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Until Lu Yu appeared.
He brought new stories, unheard experiences, and...a new place that had always been at the end of the old Drake's dream of traveling, but could never be reached in person.
The aged Drake smiled.
Whether it was true or false, he didn't care if there were any doubts.
"As long as I'm happy...what do the nobles think, and what does it have to do with me?"
The nobles can be willful, but I, the magician, cannot be willful?
There is not much difference between an elderly magician and an ordinary old man. At this point in time, he cannot suppress his sleepiness.
But this time before going to bed, he didn't stop Andrew from reading the books on puppet making.
He thought of himself, a self who always wanted to wait until he had the ability to chase his dreams, but took his dreams to the grave and could only listen to stories to comfort himself.
…
Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the tea cup trembled for a while.
Old Drake accepted his statement and started calling himself Marquis from the beginning.
I can let go of my worries. I now have a certain identity in the country of Yas.
Lulutis also breathed a sigh of relief. Just now she was very worried that Lu Yu's words would be exposed.
Now that she had received Old Drake's promise and her identity was confirmed, Lulutis couldn't help but complain about Lu Yu.
Lulutis had previously suggested that Lu Yu use several national templates that she knew.
Both the Silver Maple Holy Kingdom and the Solon Empire were ready-made locations, and she could describe everything Lu Yu needed to get out in great detail.
However, Lu Yu did not adopt it, because he could not memorize so many things in a short period of time, and he might remember it incorrectly, which would be self-defeating.
Compared with the present memory, using the content that I have played games and watched various film and television works that left a deep impact is obviously more profound. At least when talking, the memory in my mind will slowly revive and I can describe it smoothly.
Moreover, the story told by Lu Yu actually filled the gap in the imagination of the people in the land of Yas about the outside world.
Using some unheard of experiences that are completely beyond their imagination to prove that they are indeed from a distant country and that they are definitely not liars is far more credible than telling stories that are close to their reality and that anyone can make up.
It sounds absurd, but in this case, it's true.
Having said that, Lu Yu thought of something.
"Lulutis, I looked through the books here and saw many records of monsters' belief in the 'Demon God'."
"I wanted to ask you before, is there really a god in this world?"
The two tentacles of Lulutis are humanized.
"Who knows, I haven't seen it anyway."
"Not only me, but also the rabbit of the Silver Maple Holy Theocracy has never seen it. It is said that none of the saints and saints chosen by them every year, who believe deeply in the God of Glory, have ever been 'chosen' by the God of Glory."
"If you let me believe it, then let him show himself as a saint?"
The God of Glory worshiped by the Silver Maple Holy Kingdom has such a legend about its formation.
Before the establishment of the Holy Theocracy of Silver Maple, a heavy rain destroyed the river embankment and countless farmland was flooded.
The heavy rains have plunged the people into deep despair. If the weather does not clear up, the next year's harvest will be sharply reduced, and the countdown to famine will begin.
Suddenly, one person among the panicked people fell to his knees, shouting loudly, "Give us light," and kowtowed "bang bang" at the same time.
After the man kowtowed until his head was bleeding, the people seemed to feel the call of some kind of power, and they imitated the man's actions, kowtowed in unison, prayed, and shouted for the coming of light.
Miraculously, the rain gradually stopped, and a thin crack appeared in the gloomy sky, casting a beam of light on the distant land, shining on a silver maple tree.
After the heavy rain, rumors spread that the God of Glory saved the people.
The lords who originally ruled the surrounding areas joined the people, promoted the achievements of the God of Glory, and used this as a foundation to recruit followers, and finally established the Silver Maple Holy Theocracy.
Lulutis is personally skeptical about the existence of God.
Because that rabbit friend from the Silver Maple Holy Kingdom, as a saint, actually laughed and complained about his own god to her, and he was right under the Silver Maple statue!
This disrespectful attitude really shocked Lulutis, who had just advanced to the sixth level of magician at that time.
She was looking forward to the God of Glory punishing the rabbit that was jumping up and down. Even if he didn't punish him, he could use the beam of light he cast to make the rabbit realize that she was still a saint.
, you must have basic piety and respect for your own gods.
However, Lulutis did not see the punishment, and the sky was cloudless, so there was no possibility of a bolt from the blue hitting the rabbit and making her cry.
What made Lulutis even more speechless was that when she became a seventh-level magician, Rabbit successfully moved from the Saint to the position of the Radiant God's Choice.
This made Lulutis even more convinced that there are no gods in this world.
Because Rabbit once performed stealing tributes from the God of Glory, right in front of the Silver Maple Statue, right in front of Lulutis.
Rabbit very politely asked Lulutis to eat with him, and said that it would be free if he didn't eat it anyway. God of Radiance had never eaten it before, and it was a waste of food...
Lulutis looked up at the sky. It was a cloudless day again.
Until the rabbit finished eating the fruits offered, drank a glass of fruit wine dedicated to the God of Glory, and took a rest, Lulutis did not see the divine punishment.
How can someone like Rabbit be promoted from a saint to a chosen one, and then openly eat the tributes in front of the statue of the Lord Silver Maple without getting angry, without even a word from the oracle...
If the God of Glory really exists, his belly must be quite large?
It should be said that Lulutis' current habit of being godless and even questioning the gods behind all her beliefs is all because of the sequelae left by that rabbit.
After Lu Yu heard this, he covered his forehead.
"You said before that you have no friends, right... Why do I feel that this 'Rabbit' is actually your friend?"
"It doesn't matter, such a friend is quite... um..." Lu Yu thought hard, looking for adjectives that fit this big boss.
"Quite... personality, yes." Lu Yu clapped his hands, "It's okay, we are already familiar with each other. It's not shameful for you to have such a friend. Besides, he treats you well."
"You see, when people steal tributes, they don't forget to call you to join them."
"Who is her friend?" Lulutis hurriedly retorted, reaching out her tentacles to tie up Lu Yu.
Lu Yu dodged and hid.
Seeing how anxious Lulutis was, he finally understood.
Emotional Lulutis is not really a lonely girl, she at least has a friend she can be close to.
It's just that this friend's style of doing things... is extraordinarily otherworldly?
So much so that Lulutis was ashamed to mention her.