"The long life has distorted the soul of Ryan Sam Kamel, and the soul of short-lived human beings cannot adapt to the erosion of the long years. Longevity can only be obtained by improving the quality of the soul, such as increasing the level of the bestower or obtaining the gift of the gods , is the legitimate means of longevity..."
Jenkins thought about it in his mind, and while thinking about Kamel's story, he also remembered the conversation with Mr. Augustus about the death of mortals. And the story of Old Man Leonsum continues:
"I used some means to become the final winner. After all, in order to get rid of the curse, I swear that I can do anything. Even if I knew that the probability of finding the target was very small before everyone set off, I still placed some trigger-type black powder along the road. In the end, the tomb was blown up and those who fell behind me were buried alive... After leaving the tomb, I was worried that the female fortune teller who was divination for us would leak the news, so I wanted to kill her. But she is too strong , I was too cautious, even if I rely on my immortality and the strange things I have obtained for thousands of years, I finally let her escape... But at least she was forced to forget my face, otherwise I would not be able to stay in Nolan."
The man was even more twisted than Jenkins had imagined, but it also explained the origin of the ring that Miss Silverpipe had picked up in the abandoned catacomb.
"So what did you find? Did you really find out how to obtain the emblem of the savior [Foreigner]?"
"Yes."
The old man Ryan Sam nodded heavily. Although Jenkins had already seen this from fate, his heart still couldn't help beating faster.
"We found a book, a book of fairy tales. That book recorded the stories of every [foreigner] in a childish tone, and there must be nothing wrong with it. The information we want is contained in that book .”
"Leon Sam, tell me the truth, so now you..."
"No, I didn't get that qualification. I have held that book for thirty years. I tried all the methods in those fairy tales, even asking the devil at the cost of blood sacrifice, but all failed. Half a year ago I accidentally discovered I read a book of fairy tales called Stranger Stories, and then I realized that maybe I wasn’t the one waiting for that book at all, and fate never favored me, never.”
After saying this, he actually reached into his clothes directly, and took out a book with crumpled pages and yellowed pages with great effort.
The cover of the book is a hand-painted pattern, with a lonely figure standing alone in the heavy snow. It's just because it's a children's stick figure, so it doesn't look very bleak.
"Jenkins Williams."
The old man looked at Jenkins, with emotions in his eyes that Jenkins could not understand:
"Come and see, what's hidden in here."
"No, Jenkins, don't touch it."
The old elf immediately stopped it, and then yelled loudly:
"Lyn Sam, put away your tricks! Don't you think I can't see it? Your vicious curse is attached to it. Anyone who reads this book and gains knowledge will be forced to say what they read. The thing that arrived and then died suddenly! Have you forgotten? This is the curse you got from me fifty years ago. This is one of the basic defense methods of the Great Elf Library. How dare you... "
The old elf flushed with anger, but when he tried to put his hand on the old man's shoulder, the latter turned into a string of foam and disappeared.
"Be careful, this is his unique ability, as long as the air flows, he can appear in any position within thirty seconds!"
The old elf said, and cursingly picked up the short wooden stick leaning against the corner of the coffee table. With a flick of the hand, the wooden stick stretched out of thin air, and finally turned into a simple longbow wrapped in green leaves.
When the bow appeared, the cold and dark room actually gave Jenkins the illusion of spring.
"Lyn Sam, I know what you want to do. Even if Jenkins really understands this book, he can't tell you anything. Even if you get [Stranger], you can never get rid of that curse. Oh, Are you really crazy, wake up!"
He casually plucked the bowstring that was not set, and with the trembling sound of running water, a green arrow appeared out of thin air, and then circled around and flew directly to the southwest corner of the ceiling.
With a strange clang, the figure of the old man lying on the ceiling like a spider in the corner flashed, and then disappeared immediately.
"Williamette, since fate may have chosen you, then you must also meet the criteria of [Foreigner]. This is the rule of the emblem of the savior, and I know this very well. But I have learned about it through various channels in the past six months. You, what exactly do you have in line with [Stranger]?"
Lion Sam's voice came from every corner of the room, and the old elf's arrow with automatic tracking function could not find him.
"Am I [a foreigner]?"
Jenkins lowered his eyes, and the cat let out a worried cry, then pointed at the door with its paw, and the green arrows flying everywhere immediately flew towards the target.
Billowing black smoke came out from the door, and a weird and distorted figure appeared out of thin air in the black smoke.
"Damn it, this is my house, what are you going to summon?"
The old elf Sianod cursed, put his hand into his pocket and threw the enamel bottle containing the liquid towards the door, as the light blue liquid flowed out and turned the ground into a mirror, a white tender with a vine-shaped bracelet His right hand stretched out from the mirror, and with the Elvish ballad, the black mist and the hand disappeared at the same time.
Although the elves do not have the ability to grow with age like the dragons, their long lifespan will always allow the elders of the long-lived species to have knowledge and power beyond the ordinary. Compared with Sianod, an old elf who grew up outside the material world, Lion Sam, who has been cursed by gods all his life and wandered in the material world, is obviously no match.
"Jenkins Williams, are you really a stranger? Why did fate choose you alone? Have you ever experienced the kind of loneliness that seems to be isolated from everyone when you are in a busy city?"
The old man's voice sounded behind Jenkins, but without Jenkins' shot, the old elf's wooden tea table turned into a small tree to block the attack for him.
"Jenkins Williams, are you really a stranger? Why does fate want to favor you? Have you ever experienced the pain of not being able to promise her and staying with her for the rest of your life when you know your lover is right in front of you? ?”
Ryan Sam's voice came from all directions, Jenkins' face was gloomy, and even the cat didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.