Chapter 408: The Former Dragon Knight, The Uninvited Guest
() A few strands of tassel-like silver hair leaked out from the hood, and were casually draped over the shoulders, shining with faint fluorescence, like the Milky Way in the night sky. The concealing hood could not cover the dream-like, missing traces.
The most beautiful face in the world, this is the moonlight goddess who can dim the stars and the bright moon, making people's souls fall deeply into it, unable to extricate themselves, even to the point of being fascinated.
"Uh-huh, Lord Knight, can you let us recite your name? Also, do you need a guide or servant? I am——"[]
Kalek swallowed hard, his voice trembling with excitement.
However, Felicia on the horse just glanced casually at the man who came up to her automatically, without any pause in her gaze, as if she was seeing nothing but air.
(You need to find someone to read Common Language, otherwise it will be a little troublesome to use telepathy all the time)
The language spoken by these villagers does not belong to any known language, but it sounds similar to the Latin system at first glance. Although Felicia is strong, she is not able to learn a few words in an instant.
It's a foreign language, but using telepathy directly on these ordinary people would be shocking.
So she simply ignored this attentive guy. She didn't need a guide anyway, and she wasn't looking for the treasure as this guy thought. Not giving any reaction was just in line with her current status.
Looking directly at the curious eyes of the surrounding villagers, Felicia pulled the reins of her horse and walked towards the center of the village. As expected, her first target was there.
Due to the trade fair, the village is now very lively, but at this moment something happened that ruined the scenery.
After collecting a bunch of benefits, two imperial soldiers who were in charge of recruiting troops in the village walked leisurely to Bloom, the storyteller in the village.
The old man was sitting on the ground with squinted eyes at this time, his white and tangled long beard fluttering in front of his chest. A long black cloak protected his stooped shoulders, wrapped around his body, and stood in front of him.
There is a row of pheasants hanging, which looks very fresh.
"Look, it looks like a necklace." The soldier holding a spear turned over the feathers of the pheasant and looked at the old man sideways. "How did you get these delicacies, you idiot?"
"It's my luck."
The old man frowned slightly and looked up at the soldiers in armor.
"Is it?"
The soldier's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he raised his lips and waited for the old man to explain.
"I was walking on the road that day and saw them sitting on the branches. Suddenly there was a thunder and they died at my feet."
The old man touched his snow-white beard and spoke in a voice that sounded like singing.
"So I thought: I can't leave them there, because they will trip others."
Having said this, the old storyteller spread his hands.
"So, I hung them up here."
The old man's explanation caused another soldier to chuckle, and his small fox-like eyes turned several times on the string of pheasants.
"Do you know what I think?"
As if he had caught an escaped thief, the soldier raised his lips.
"how to think?"
The old man squinted his eyes and remained unmoved.
"You stole it, poacher!"
The soldier leaned down slightly and stared at the old man fiercely.
"Oh, no~~~"
The soldier's words caused the old man to exclaim, but it sounded like he was rapping.
"I seize them in the name of the king!"
The soldier ignored the old man's reaction, and his purpose had been exposed.
"Don't move."
But just when they reached for the string of pheasants, the old man suddenly took out a small dagger and held it in front of his chest. He didn't know where he took it out.
His move immediately made the two soldiers nervous. They immediately grasped their weapons and would take action if something went wrong.
However, after the old man looked at the nervous soldiers with his bright eyes for a while, he slowly stood up, raised his dagger and cut the rope hanging the pheasant.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just cutting it off for you."
After putting away the dagger, the old man sat back down. The two soldiers hesitated for a moment, grabbed the bunch of "trophies", and then turned around and left.
"Hold it, I'm sorry I didn't pluck the hair properly."
Looking at the two soldiers walking away and looking back from time to time, the old man muttered sarcastically.
"Watch out for those little bones, they better choke you to death!"
The onlookers dispersed with sighs this time. No one in Kawoho had a good impression of the empire. They had a deep-rooted hatred for the entire empire, which has almost become a kind of instinct passed down from generation to generation.
The country has never given a helping hand to the villagers in the difficult years, leaving them struggling on the verge of starvation. Its tax collectors have always been like wolves and tigers, and their hearts are as stone. Now the king is still taking away their sons and husbands.
, sending them into a battlefield with no survivors.
But even so, they have no way to resist the empire. They can only condone the behavior of two mere imperial soldiers. The empire is not something that a village can resist!
"The damn empire"
All the pheasants that were originally for sale were taken away by the soldiers, and the old man Bloom had no intention of sitting still.
Standing up leisurely, the old man put on a brown hooded cloak and wore a strangely carved cane to go home. But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart.
"You used to be a dragon knight, but now you are in such a state of desolation?"
Bloom's body suddenly stiffened, and he turned around in a posture that was unbecoming of an old man. He subconsciously reached out to his waist, but found nothing.
(Yes, I keep the sword at home all the time. I am so confused.)
With a faint sigh, the old man lowered his hand and carefully observed the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in front of him.
This is a knight, the old man judged.
A strong white horse was led behind him. The knight hiding his appearance under the hood revealed a mysterious aura. The bow and arrow on his back and the long sword on his waist gave Bloom more thoughts.
"Who are you and why did you find me?"
Although his identity was revealed at once, Bloom did not feel weak at all. The huge aquiline nose that stood prominently in the center of his face was sucking in and out, and his deep-set eyes were staring at the front from under his thick eyebrows.
Felicia, waiting for her to answer the question.
"Are you going to talk here, Knight Trainer?"
After revealing the old man's other identity, Felicia's face showed a hint of cunning under her hood.
(It’s not all movies, and it’s not all novels. The plot of the movie has developed as scheduled, but the characters have been replaced with the original ones in the novel. So what is the historical background?)
After observing the dispute between Bloom and the soldiers not far away, Felicia had already made such a conclusion. Next, she needed Bloom, the "historian", to solve her subsequent doubts.
"Sorry, come with me."
But after hearing Felicia calling out another identity through telepathy, Bloom's wariness had already been let down. He firmly believed that the elves in the alliance would not reveal this information even if they died.
Moreover, the enemy cannot obtain this message with a powerful secrecy spell from their minds, so anyone who knows this identity is undoubtedly not an enemy.
So the old man who breathed a sigh of relief immediately picked up his crutch and walked towards his home, while Felicia showed a smile and led the horse to follow.
(Haha, it’s making good progress)
Bloom's home was not far away. It only took a few minutes to walk along the gravel road. The old man stopped in front of the door and turned to look at Felicia who was following behind him.
"Well, what should I call you? And your horse can be tied at the door. You are really a pretty little girl."
Bloom has good eyesight, and he can tell the difference between White Horse at a glance.
"No problem, do you want to talk inside?"
Felicia smiled under the hood and left the white horse, which was a fantasy beast, outside the door.
"That's right, don't mind the old guy's house."
The old man grunted and reached for the door. Felicia saw a gold ring on his right hand. The sapphire on it was shining, and there was a strange symbol on the surface.
The magic ring Aroun, in addition to being a symbol of the status of a knight trainer, is also an excellent magic storage equipment. It has accumulated magic power for decades.
When Felicia recalled the description of the ring in the novel, Bloom opened the door and entered the dark house. It was obvious that the light here was not very good.
"You can come in. We may talk for a long time, but I have to light a fire first."
Felicia outside the door heard the old man walking around the room, and then something was knocked to the ground, followed by his curse.
"Damn it, I found it."
A bright white spark flashed out, and then a small flame stood unsteadily.
“Interesting guy”
The corners of her mouth curled up, and Felicia walked into the room slowly, closing the door behind her.
But before entering, she took a meaningful look at the distant mountain peaks.
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How many people have watched the Legacy trilogy?
Eragon, The Elder, Above the Empire, Below the Empire Chinese version.
The full version is a physical book (with maps and a collection of ancient sayings at the back), and less than half of it can be downloaded online.