In front of the count, Rosen chose to hide something to protect himself.
But in front of the instructor, he was completely relaxed.
Because the tutor is a pure scholar, he has no interests entangled with him, and he is focused on himself, so he can be completely trusted.
Therefore, he gave an overview of his trip to Moonlight Town, including the events of the Neverwinter Apostles and the strange dream last night, all of which he did not miss.
Only the dangerous part was hidden, so as not to scare the instructor.
After listening, Thrandis fell into deep thought.
After a while, she came back to her senses and said, "Eat first, and then I will read you a book. Maybe it can give you some inspiration."
These books come from Thrandis's collection accumulated over time. Even in the craziest and most difficult times, she never gave up learning knowledge and never threw away any book.
"good."
"This is a history book written by an adventurer who claims to be an archaeologist but is actually engaged in tomb robbing."
"tutor."
Rosen sighed: "I can't see anything clearly."
"Okay, sweetheart."
"This is already the highest quality edition, and it is also out of print. Currently it only exists in the family libraries of a few nobles."
Rosen was used to Alice's free and uninhibited style, ignoring the rules of the world, and he was not surprised at this time.
"Here are the totems of the two tribes I found."
Rosen understood: "Teacher, do you mean that this dream is Olekeya conveying a message to me? Or is she asking me for help?"
Thrandis immediately corrected with a smile: "No, no, I am Alice now, don't call me mentor, call me sweetheart."
"Don't just thank me verbally. The hot water has been boiled and I'm waiting for my dearest apprentice to serve me."
Rosen continued to read "Buried History".
Thrandis thought for a moment and then said: "Let's do this. I'll write a letter to the temple and write down all the information we know about the King of Neverwinter and O'Lekeya, and let the temple think of a solution."
"Limited by my limited personal abilities, the descriptions in many places are not objective, but I can still clearly feel the rich atmosphere of ancient history."
"Ah, thank you very much, tutor."
Thrandis shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
The letter was quickly written and given to the gardener, who asked him to help deliver it to the temple, and the matter came to an end.
"Yes, guide little sweetheart."
After entering the bathtub, Rosen gently rubbed Thrandis' back: "Sweetheart, the count gave me a copy of "Advanced Meditation Assistance Secrets"."
"Father, you don't have to think too much now. When your magic reaches the level of your daughter, everything will be clear to you."
With the experience of rising to lower levels, Rosen also knew that the magic realm was very mysterious, so he stopped asking any more questions.
"Each tribe has its own gods of faith. These gods are either powerful spiritual beasts, such as giant pythons, giant wild boars, giant birds, etc., or they are extremely outstanding tribal warriors or sages."
This is the same as Rosen's idea, we can only do our best.
After seeing Rosen, she pushed the book forward.
Rosen took the book and read it quickly, which took less than 10 minutes, and then gave it back to Alice.
Thrandis already knew about Rosen's talent of 'photographic memory'. She was 'not without jealousy' and said: "Oh, my good memory is so capricious."
"Then I'll trouble the instructor."
Rosen smiled and said: "It's not dangerous, it's just some traveling investigation work. I went with Uncle Chabolai."
Then he remembered that he had smelled a very faint fragrance on Thrandis' pajamas, and knew that today was the day to take a bath, so he heated up hot water.
She took the book from Rosen's hand and turned to one of the pages.
"Ah, my dearest and generous father, thank you very much for your thoughtfulness, but my daughter does not need it for the time being, and may not even need it in her lifetime."
Thrandis immediately asked: "Ah, are you going out again? Is it dangerous?"
"I went out this time and brought back about 600 crowns. We can take the secret medicine together."
After rubbing his back for a while, he continued: "Sweetheart, I'm going on a long trip in three days. It's the earl's new order."
Rosen thought the same way: "But there is still too little information. With this little information, how can I save people? And those are extraordinary beings, how can I deal with them?"
Thrandis took Rosen's new pen and paper and started writing a letter.
There are two rough illustrations drawn on the pages of the book. It can be seen that the author has no drawing skills at all. The illustrations are seriously distorted, and the printing quality is extremely poor. The so-called illustrations are like two lumps of ink.
He didn't say anything about participating in the war, because it was his personal choice to go to war, not his mentor's, and there was no need for his mentor to be worried.
"Hmm~ This is very, very expensive knowledge. Although I don't know the specific content, I also know that it is difficult for ordinary mages to afford such expenses."
"It's a piece of cake."
"Because my daughter's magic power has reached the ultimate intermediate level, and she has encountered high-level obstacles that give every mage a headache. So far, her magic power has not improved at all for two months."
"The specific explanation is unclear. My daughter can only say that this bottleneck is very scary. I don't know how many mages are trapped by it, making it difficult to make progress throughout their lives."
Alice put the book away in the small bookcase beside the bed. Then she looked at the one-handed sword chosen by Rosen at his waist and said with a smile: "Master Electrolux's work, but do you know how to swordsmanship?"
It took a long time to boil the water. Taking advantage of this time, Rosen went up to the second floor.
Alice waved, and another booklet flew out of the bookcase.
Thrandis was not surprised at all.
Rosen immediately changed his mind: "I'll look at this book again, I want to keep it in my mind."
Anyway, the newly bought bathtub is very big, and two people can't squeeze in it, so he naturally won't refuse.
Thrandis nodded slowly: "If she is really a transcendent, then this is probably her intention."
"Why?"
Rosen sat down on another armchair, took the book and looked at it carefully.
"My daughter is not sure she can break through."
Thanks to his increasingly powerful magic power and the reading ability he had developed over the years, he could read very quickly, and after a while, he found the information he wanted.
"The specific history of the two tribes has been buried in the sands of time, but from clues, it can still be inferred that they are deeply entangled, and many large-scale wars have broken out between the two sides."
The two had a wonderful lunch, and then as usual, Rosen used the magic hand to clean up the mess.
Because the mentor is a powerful mage with a good reputation, she should be taken seriously by the temple if she specially writes such a letter.
With these words, Rosen was completely relieved.
"Look at the records here, the tribal gods behave exactly like extraordinary beings."
Rosen shook his head casually: "I will use it as a carving knife."
He had also guessed this before, but now with the records in this book, he has basically confirmed this.
"Many relics show that before the Golden Age, there was a tribal era in the Huangshui Highlands."
"Here, the swordsmanship is common to nobles. You can practice it casually. It might be of some use."
Thrandis smiled and said: "Who asked you to rescue her? Just inform the temple of the news and try your best to help. After all, you don't owe her any favors."
"The two most famous tribes are called Heturo and Zainaro."
In the flower hall on the second floor, Thrandis was sitting in an armchair. There was a brown-covered book on the table in front of him, which read "The Buried History". The author's name was Robin.
After a pause, she smiled and shook her head.
"And these extraordinary beings have a far better understanding of the soul than mortals. They often use dreams to predict some key information to mortals."
"Considering what she once said to us and the evidence from historical records, I personally feel that she sought revenge on the King of Neverwinter, but failed and was trapped."
"High-level confusion?"
After adjusting the hot water in the big bathtub, Thrandis waved to Rosen: "You are dirty too, come and take a bath with your daughter."
Thrandis immediately felt relieved: "That's good, but no matter what, you must not abandon the study of magic."
"I remember, guide. Sweetheart."
He can get used to other things, but this title always feels weird.
But there is no way, who makes Alice like this show.
