It was already past four o'clock in the middle of the night, but Claude was not sleepy at all.
I was mentally exhausted. The diary on the thirteenth day was the same as the eleventh day. It was also filled with two pages of recipes, so that Claude had to go to the roof to rest for half a day after copying one page.
It took me an hour to finish copying this page of my diary.
Fortunately, probably due to the familiarity with more translations, many ancient Hertzian texts no longer need to be consulted in the dictionary to understand their general meaning, which reduces a lot of deciphering time.
There was no moonlight on the roof now. I don't know whether it was blocked by clouds or it was almost early in the morning. The sky was dark, and the silvery clear light no longer fell from the sky.
No sleep, Claude is already preparing to stay up all night. A sixteen-year-old boy is at a time when he is full of energy. It doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for a day. The worst he can do is take a nap secretly during class. Anyway, sitting in the last row usually doesn't have many teaching sessions.
Note that as long as the scumbag students at the back do not affect the learning of the liberal arts students in front and can maintain classroom order, the teachers will be satisfied.
Now the recipe book was only on pages 16 and 17. Claude decided to rest for a while and wait until he felt less tired, so he copied those two pages to see if he could finish the diary at the end.
Give yourself an unexpected result.
If he hadn't discovered the secret of this magic recipe because of his extraordinary mental strength, then perhaps no one would ever know this secret in history.
It turns out that the identity of Riggs O. Hill, who founded the Armslang Dynasty, is not as simple as the stonemason leader mentioned in the history books. He is not only a descendant of the silver magic nobles, but also the largest magic stone supplier to the Magic Association.
He also used this to gather manpower, improve muskets, train troops, and secretly organize brotherhoods to attack magicians.
It can be seen that Riggs O. Hill has been preparing for a war with the magician for a long time. He successfully grasped the powerful opportunity when the magician's high-end power was trapped in the Canberth plane and could not return, and aroused
The low-level black iron mages are angry at the powerful silver magic aristocrats and are unwilling to go to the Canberth plane to die. They use them to plot to capture the magic holy place in the minds of the mages - St. Pas City.
Although there are still two pages of recipes that have not been copied and deciphered, Claude has already guessed the ending. It must have been successful, otherwise the history books would not say that those evil magicians were expelled to Greece far away from the continent of Farea.
Go to Grosse Island. But I don’t know about the two mages who helped Rigus O. Hill, the owner who wrote the diary and this magic recipe, the four-ringed rune mage and his Davari
What will be the final outcome of senior brother...
There was already a hint of bright color in the sky. I looked at the time scale on the glass hourglass on the table and saw that it was almost five o'clock in the morning. Claude got up from the bed and shook his head. He felt very relaxed and could go and copy.
Turn on the oil lamp and focus your energy on the recipe on page 16 again.
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...August 26, 3341 in the Normartin Magic Calendar, sunny.
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No... Claude is already very familiar with the dates written in ancient Hertzian at the beginning, especially the letters that represent numbers, because these number letters are no different from the current Hebraic number letters, so
When copying the first line, Claude automatically translated it in his mind.
I remember that what I just translated was the diary of the thirteenth day, and the time marked on it is still... August 23, 3341 of the Nomad Magic Calendar. How come it’s the 26th all of a sudden? Where do the two days 24 and 25 go?
Already?
Claude checked the thirteen entries in the diary he had translated again and looked at the date marks to make sure nothing was missing. He felt a little strange, why was it two days later? Could it be that someone tore two pages of this recipe? But
I checked the cookbook carefully and found nothing. There was no trace of two pages of animal skin paper being torn out...
Forget it, let’s copy it down and decipher it first. Maybe there may be some hints in the diary.
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...August 26, 3341 in the Normartin Magic Calendar, sunny.
Tomorrow we will leave for San Pas City.
I have been staying in the camp for the past three days. With the help of the Baron and Brother Davari, I finally prepared seven barrels of magic crystal explosive gunpowder and took them to the mountains fifty miles away from Jinshuilu Town for testing. The results were very good.
, far beyond the power of the nine-ring forbidden magic annihilation explosion.
I think that when the Nine-ring Archmage casts Annihilation Explosion, he needs to take into account the influence of external factors such as his own mana, experience, handprints and spell chanting, and casting distance. As for the magic crystal explosion gunpowder, as long as the standard amount of gunpowder is fixed, plus the magic crystal and
The runes give full play to the explosive power of gunpowder, so there is no need to worry about the difference in power between the big and the small like the forbidden magic cast by the nine-ring masters.
There was a loud bang like a thunderclap, and a small hill turned into a big crater after the explosion. Everyone watching turned pale. I did not expect that the explosion would be so powerful.
The only bad thing is that the distance when inputting magic power to activate the runes cannot exceed ten meters, and there is only fifteen seconds to detonate the magic crystal gunpowder to allow the person who inputs magic power to evacuate to a safe distance of 100 meters. As a battle mage, Brother Davari can
It's possible, but it's a problem for me.
I’m leaving for San Pas tomorrow...
I don't know if I can get it back...
But you must do what you promised...
I decided to leave this diary here...
If I really can't come back, then maybe someone will find my diary hidden in this cookbook and know everything that happened...
By the way, my name is Landers Parikh. My home is on the shores of Lake Beringa in the southwest. There is a beautiful small fishing village called Bailu Village. My father’s name is Kuyes Parikh, and my mother’s name is
My name is Alyusa Morris, and I have two brothers, an elder sister and a younger sister.
On the other side of Bailu Village, there is a mountain ridge facing the sea called Bailuzhou. There is a magic tower on the island. It is the seven-ring tower of Master Luo Enke. I lived and studied there for seven years and became a four-ring rune.
mage.
I say this because if I really can't come back, if someone can get this recipe book and see the diary I wrote, I hope he can go to the magic tower at a convenient time.
Archmage Lornk is dead, and I don’t know whose hands the magic tower will fall into. But on the underground floor, the small room next to the stone staircase is my residence in the magic tower. I
I dug a hole on the back of the stone staircase to hide some of my personal belongings.
There is a square bluestone slab there, which is close to the ground. As long as you push it hard, the bottom will tilt up, so that you can lift the slab. Haha, I didn't use magic to hide things, because in the magic tower, as long as I use magic,
Will be discovered by the owner.
There is a stone box in the cave, and inside is a bag of Sullivans I put, containing thirty-five. If you get it, please give ten to my parents, so that they can spend their old age with peace of mind, and it can also allow me to
My brothers have a family, and my sisters have a decent share of the dowry. The remaining twenty-five Sullivans are my thanks.
There are also two diaries of mine in the box, one is my experience notes when I was learning magic, and there are many of my magic designs and conjectures in it. If you need it, please feel free to do so.
I am a poor mage with nothing good. My only property is the bag of Sullivans. This was the reward given to me by the master of the tower, Lornk Archmage, after I completed the task. I kept two coins for five years...
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There are also two pages of recipes, but the diary only lasts a little longer than one page, and there is only a short paragraph on page 17. It seems that the diary is really gone.
But after the translation, Claude felt a creepy feeling.
Is this the so-called destiny? The secrets of this cookbook have not been discovered for nearly six hundred years. Finally, it went around and returned to Bailu Town and fell into my hands, and then told myself,
The mage who wrote the diary was also a resident of Bailu Town, but six hundred years ago it was still a small fishing village.
And tomorrow I am going to explore Bailuzhou with my friends. I originally wanted to see the ruins of the abandoned magic tower in Bailuzhou. But now the last page of the diary tells me that the rune mage who wrote the diary turned out to be
It's from the magic tower on Bailuzhou. He also left something in that tower...
Although the diary said that it was just two diaries, a magic notebook, and a bag of gold coins, because its owner was a poor mage. But this coincidence made people feel unusually weird, as if there were a pair of eyes watching from somewhere.
time traveler, and fiddle with and manipulate his destiny...
The oil in the lamp was gone, and the flame on the oil lamp gradually dimmed and shrunk. Then it was extinguished, and a wisp of green smoke rose from the wick. However, it was already bright, so there was no need for a lamp at this time.
Claude rubbed his face fiercely. Regardless of whether it was a bullshit fate or not, since this recipe book fell into his hands and he also found the diary, what he didn't say before he ventured to Bailuzhou was certain.
We need to find what the mage who wrote the diary left behind.
By the way, what's his name?
I looked at the translated diary again, oh, Landers Palick.
What we have to worry about now is that in the past six hundred years, the magic tower has long since collapsed and become a ruins, but I don't know if the things left by Landers are still there. Claude doesn't care about the gold coins.
The important thing is the two diaries and a note on learning magic. If they can be found, maybe the records in these can help the time traveler understand what he wants to know most, which is what magic is and whether he can learn magic...
The bell of the Temple of War rang, and the clear bell echoed over Bailu Town.
It was six o'clock, and people gradually appeared on the street. Soon, the noise of carriages and horses and the cries of vendors began to get louder.
The mood was a little exciting. Claude originally thought that this magic recipe book was some kind of magic secret book, just like those martial arts secret books. Unexpectedly, after deciphering it, he found that it was just a diary written by a low-level rune mage.
Although disappointed, the diary recorded is a fragment of the war between the legendary historical figure Rigus O. Hill and the magician more than five hundred years ago. Moreover, this diary was written by a mage, so it is authentic and credible.
It is a pity that among all the people who have come into contact with this recipe book so far, only Claude can see the diary hidden in this recipe book and cannot make it available to the public. Otherwise, it is likely to cause turmoil in the entire Farea continent's historical circles.
sensation.
Of course, Claude would not be stupid enough to actually take it out, because given the current taboo on magic in the Kingdom of Orvelas, taking out this recipe book would mean that Claude would fall into a trap.
Can you see the diary written by the magician in this animal skin cookbook? That's good, it means you have magic talent and you are a dangerous person. Even if you are not arrested or punished, then what awaits Claude will be
It's residential surveillance, loss of freedom...
What am I thinking...Claude rubbed his face hard again. It's easy to think randomly if you have too much imagination. It's better to go downstairs and wash your face to wake yourself up. After one more day, you can leave for Bailu tomorrow.
Continent.
I originally thought that this diary recorded that period of history, but I didn't expect that the last page gave a clue to a big gift package. Although this is very strange, since it can be traveled to the magical world, then this coincidence is not surprising