Chapter 409 The Watcher on the Valley Consciousness Protection
() The Spaine Mountains, one of the only remaining lands not included under the rule of King Galbadorix.
Old stories are told of how half of the king's army disappeared when it entered the ancient forest of Spayne. The sky above this forest seemed to be hung with clouds of doom and misfortune, although the trees were tall and the sun was shining brightly.
Shining, but only a few people can stay in it for a long time and be unharmed.[]
However, recently there were suddenly a few uninvited guests here. After a few figures flew into the sky and disappeared with strange "swords", the remaining group of men and women followed the path to the edge of a steep river valley.
The Anola River flows rapidly through the abyss underfoot and heads straight to the Palenca Valley. This big river, made up of thousands of trickles, is like a beast, rushing towards the rocks and blocking reefs on both sides, and its deep roar echoes in the
Half empty.
After separating from Zheng Zha and the others, Cheng Xiao and his party followed the path at their feet and came to an exposed wet rock formation. A river rushed by beside it, and they jumped off the moss-covered cliff.
The Palenca Valley is right in front of you, like a meandering map. The Iguada Falls has a drop of more than half a mile, and its bottom is the northernmost end of the valley. Not far from the waterfall is Cabojo, where a small patch of brown is gathered.
White smoke rises from the houses and chimneys, silently resisting the desolation that surrounds them. Looking down from a height, the farmland is just a small square, no bigger than the tip of a person's finger. Beyond that is the surrounding yellow and brown mixed fields.
Wasteland, withered weeds swaying in the wind.
The roar of flying beads and splashing jade from Iguada Falls was deafening, but Cheng Xiao and his party still chose to stop on a dry land here.
The scenery here is good, and the most important thing is that from here you can clearly see the panoramic view of Kawoho below.
While several women and children were chatting away, several men gathered on the edge of the cliff, each holding a high-power telescope and staring at Kawoho below, paying special attention to the female knight riding into the village.
"What on earth is Felicia going to do?"
This unconventional woman did not remain invisible as before, but instead appeared in front of ordinary people without a care in the world.
Through the high-powered telescopes in their hands and the good terrain, Cheng Xiao and the others clearly watched Felicia enter the village and observe the dispute. Finally, an old man from the tiller entered a house.
And just as she approached the door, the woman actually looked back at them, a look that was particularly scary through high-powered binoculars.
"Man, did she see us? We are a few kilometers away, and her eyes are so good?"
Cheng Xiao put down the telescope and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, asking about the zero points around him with a strange look on his face.
"The existence of the fourth level is not something we can speculate on. If she doesn't want us to see it, we probably won't be able to see anything."
Zero point was watching with the scope of the Gauss sniper rifle. He heard Cheng Xiao's words and responded.
"She probably did it on purpose, exposing herself in front of our eyes so that we don't have to make wild guesses. But what exactly is she going to do?"
Xiao Honglu, who was also holding a telescope next to him, had a frown on his face. He really couldn't figure out why Felicia did this.
"That old man is probably the novel version of Bloom. Why is Felicia looking for him? What's the use of an expired dragon knight? Even the sword in his hand can't get into this guy's eyes?"
"Who knows, maybe this girl is too lonely and wants to find a partner, but it's a pity that she likes the old man with a white beard."
Cheng Xiao shrugged his shoulders and thought about it maliciously.
However, he soon received retribution. Several girls in the team grabbed him and beat him head and face.
Amid Cheng Xiao's wailing, the sun gradually climbed higher for the first hour, already halfway through.
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After entering Bloom's cabin, Felicia immediately saw the old man standing in front of the fireplace holding a candle. A complicatedly carved high-backed wooden chair was placed next to it facing the mantelpiece, surrounded by people.
There were piles of books. The four legs of the chairs were carved into the shape of eagle talons. The backrest and seat were covered with leather cushions with raised swirly rosettes printed on them. There were piles of scrolls placed on some of the smaller chairs.
The ink bottles and pens on the desk are scattered all over the table
“Find a place to sit, although it’s a bit dirty”
The bent Bloom greeted Felicia who came in without looking back, and then lit the fire with the candle in his hand.
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Having said that, Felicia still frowned as she looked at the dusty room.
【Dust removal】
Reciting a spell silently in her heart, Felicia waved her hand and raised a gentle breeze, which just rolled the dense dust in the room aside. Bloom would not fail to react to such a movement, and he was busy tinkering with the stove.
He turned his head and glanced at Felicia, who was frowning.
"Excellent application of magic. You have even mastered the technique of silent spelling. It really doesn't match your appearance of age. But please be careful with these things, they are very valuable."
Preliminarily thinking of Felicia as a fellow-traveler, Bloom did not express any doubts about her skills, but was amazed at the delicate control she showed at this age.
Felicia nodded when she heard this, and gracefully stepped over the parchment filled with strange symbols on the ground. She gently lifted the brittle scrolls from the chair and placed them on the ground. By the way, she also
I looked at the contents on the scroll.
(It should be written in ancient languages. Bloom has done a lot of research on ancient languages.)
"Looks like your regular wife is doing pretty well, Bloom."
After putting down the scroll in her hand, Felicia took off the long bow from her back and put it aside. Then she pulled down her hood and sat on the chair. She looked at the problem that could be solved with a spell but clicked like a normal old man.
Bloom, who was lighting the stove, said telepathically with some emotion.
"Yes, there is nothing more comfortable than chatting around the fire."
After raising the fire, Bloom hung a teapot on the fire, then stood up and sat in the high-backed chair, but the sight of Felicia's true face made him stunned for a moment.
"Elf?"
After putting down the hood, the girl's long silver hair like moonlight spread over her shoulders, like the clear Milky Way in the night sky. Her long ears showed her elf identity, which was beautiful, delicate, elegant, and as if
Dreams, no fireworks, these words that describe the beauty of the elf can all be found in her.
"I should have thought of it a long time ago. Human beings cannot have a temperament like yours, nor can they have such powerful magic power as yours."
Breathing softly, Bloom laughed at himself and leaned back on the chair. Maybe he had experienced too much in his past life, so that it was difficult for his spirit to return to the waves. He actually quickly got rid of Philly.
Siya's beautiful appearance that did not belong to the mortal world was relieved, but there was no joy at all on the old man's face. After knowing Felicia's identity as an elf, Bloom felt an inexplicable feeling.
worry.
(Why is there another elf walking on the continent? Why is her magic power stronger than the elder magicians in the elf tribe? Where is Princess Alia, who was originally responsible for transporting dragon eggs?)
A series of questions tortured the old man's nerves, and the way he looked at Felicia was somewhat unusual.
"So, what do you want to know?"
Taking a deep breath, Bloom stared closely at Felicia's bright blue eyes and asked seriously but kindly.
"ll-of-you
s (all yours)”
Hearing only a sigh like a clear cry from the valley, Bloom suddenly found that the beautiful eyes facing Felicia instantly seemed to have turned into a deeper blue vortex, sucked by an unknown force.
He swallowed his soul, thoughts, and will, as if he wanted to swallow everything in him.
Suddenly, his vision went dark, and the old man, who still had a look of surprise on his face, lost consciousness and sunk into the chair as if he was sleeping.
"Take a nap, some things will make it more troublesome to keep you awake."
Standing up leisurely, Felicia walked in front of Bloom, raised her creamy white arm and pointed at the old man's wrinkled forehead.
The unique substantive spiritual power slowly flowed into Bloom's forehead along the fingers, gently brushing through his mind, as clear as fingers tracing across his skin.
However, Felicia soon encountered a solid wall. A thick iron wall that blocked her spiritual power from the outside surrounded Bloom's consciousness and prevented the intrusion of her thoughts.
Consciousness protection! Even in a coma, the old man subconsciously protects his thoughts!
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In Harry Potter, Snape is the best at practicing Occlumency. The only way to dig out things from his brain is to kill the remaining memories and then dig up the cells.