When the magic apprentice handed the old parchment to Dalton again, even if Dalton thought it was a joke, he had to seriously consider the authenticity of this matter.
The parchment was full of ancient atmosphere, and the fonts on it made Dalton awe-inspiring.
That's ancient elven writing.
Currently, there are only three people in the entire Kingdom of Holevin who understand the ancient elven script.
Two are in other territories, and only one is in the royal city.
Dalton gently stroked the parchment, feeling a little excited. He turned to the magic apprentice and said, "Come with me to Master Alvin's manor."
The magic apprentice was overjoyed: "I will follow your instructions."
After getting into the carriage and preparing some simple yet dignified gifts, Dalton went directly to visit Master Alvin.
Although Erwin is not a professional, he is a member of the nobility.
In this dark feudal society, only nobles, some big businessmen and their descendants had the 'qualification' to be literate.
The tuition fee of one hundred words and one gold coin is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Arriving in the wealthy area in the north of the city, Dalton found a medium-sized manor. Dalton got off the carriage and revealed his identity to the manor guard.
Soon the guards came out with the butler.
The middle-aged butler politely invited Dalton and the magic apprentice into the manor.
Then Dalton saw an old man with a white beard in the side hall of the manor.
This side hall is essentially Erwin's research room. Although the space is large, there are bookshelves everywhere, and the bookshelves are almost full of books.
Parchment, papyrus, or... an extremely precious white paper book from the elves.
This makes the room smell weird.
But Dalton didn't care, no one would.
In their words, this is called the taste of knowledge.
Erwin was studying something in front of a large table piled with messy books and papers.
Hearing the noise, he raised his head. His long white beard didn't seem to match his thin body.
"Welcome to my research institute, Mr. Dalton." Erwin stood up and bent slightly: "I wonder if there is any way I can help?"
Dalton smiled: "I just wanted to come and have a chat with Mr. Alvin."
Erwin naturally didn't believe it.
He was a minor nobleman, and it was because of his extraordinary knowledge that he was favored by the big nobles.
But it was just a high look.
Unless they encounter something they don't understand, these big nobles or big shots will not come to his research room with a weird stench.
After all, he rarely receives invitations to banquets.
"Sorry, Mr. Dalton, I still have important research to interpret. If we just chat, I won't be able to do what you want."
Looking at the skinny Elvin, Dalton smiled and said, "There is indeed something going on. This is an ancient elf book that I got. Please help me translate it."
Erwin looked surprised: "Bring the ancient elf books, bring them."
As he spoke, he seemed very excited.
Dalton handed over the ancient parchment book.
Erwin opened it hurriedly, his old eyes shining brightly.
"It is indeed ancient elven writing, but there are many uncommon words that I don't quite recognize."
"It's the biography of a female general named Cocoyala? Hmm... I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."
"Wait a minute, the second half has changed."
As the pages slowly turned over, Erwin's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"The second half is about the life of an elf captain. Well... has he been promoted to the ranger leader?"
"Hiss, magic equipment with powerful special abilities?"
"necklace?"
“I always feel like I’ve seen this content somewhere.”
Erwin was so anxious that he scratched his head: "There are so many rare words, it makes my head hurt. Mr. Dalton, can you keep this book with me for a while, and then take it to me after I have completely translated it?" you."
"No problem." Dalton nodded and was about to leave.
Now he was half convinced.
"Wait. I remembered."
Erwin slapped his thigh suddenly, jumped up, then ran to a bookshelf, flipped through it, and finally opened a book also made of parchment.
This book looks very old.
Erwin opened it gently, and it was also written in ancient elven writing.
"In this book, it is recorded that a female general named Cocoyala gave her favorite magic equipment, the Necklace of Ningshen, to a ranger leader. It seems that these two books should be very important. Related, Mr. Dalton, please give me this book and let me verify and study it for a while, okay?"
"no problem."
Dalton nodded and left with the magic apprentice.
Erwin studied the newly acquired ancient elf books with fascination.
until late at night.
He had a midnight snack and then returned to his bedroom. As soon as he entered, he found a young man in black robe sitting inside.
Erwin was not afraid, or even nervous. He slowly walked to the young man and sat down.
"The old man is good at acting."
Erwin smiled softly: "Anyone who has lived for more than seventy years can act well."
"In fact, Dalton came back three hours ago and used the secondary invisibility technique to observe you. Although I discovered it, I didn't dare to approach him rashly."
This man in black robe is Hussere.
The great magician, who is not a trigger-type force field magic, is not easy to assassinate. Hussere relied on his proficiency in invisibility, which was better than secondary invisibility, and the thief's anti-invisibility ability was not weak, so he could barely spot Dalton's figure from a distance.
But asking him to assassinate... it's impossible. The difference in frontal strength between the two sides is quite big, and messing around will only alert the enemy.
Erwin smiled: "I guessed it."
That's why Erwin stayed in the research room all the time, appearing to be immersed in studying new books.
"This is the reward we promised."
Thirty gold coins were placed on the table.
Old Alvin nodded.
Then Hussere jumped out of the window and disappeared without a trace in mid-air.
The specialty choices of most thieves players are "stealth - search for treasures - steal - plunder - explore secret doors - pick locks" and other three random specialties to add points.
But Hussere is different. He has pure dungeon exploration bonus points such as 'stealth - enhanced stealth - anti-stealth - enhanced anti-stealth - search for traps - trap dismantling - eloquence'.
He walked in the dark and almost no one could spot him.
It wasn't until he left the city, came to the woods, and approached the small stone building that he was seen by the little dragon girl Margaret.
The eyes of dragons are born with the function of 'true vision'. Most invisibility techniques, no matter how strong they are, cannot deceive the eyes of dragons.
In addition to the God of Shadows, the 'Strong Invisibility Technique' with a divine bonus can prevent the dragons from being discovered from a distance of thirty meters.
Margaret just glanced at Hussere and ignored him.
The second person to discover Hussere was Andonara. She was of a very high level and was a great swordsman. She had the 'Listening' specialty bonus and could also spot Hussere within ten meters.
Finally there is Roland.
When Roland's mental force field was completely relaxed, he could barely feel Hussere within a radius of about five meters.
Then Hussere suddenly appeared in front of them.
No one in F6 was frightened, but the contracted black panther in Brazil was so frightened that it jumped three meters back on the spot, arched its body and kept roaring.
Then, under Brazil's comfort, he gradually became relaxed.
Hussere took the skewers handed over by Beta with a strange expression: "Roasted locusts?"
Beta nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's quite delicious."
In the past few days, Beta has been causing harm to the little creatures in the woods, roasting whatever he catches.
However, they were all quite delicious roasted, and I don’t know where he got so many spices.
Hussere shook his head helplessly and took a bite of the roasted locust. It was crispy and fragrant, and had a faint smell of burnt oil. It was very comfortable in the mouth.
Roland took a skewer of roasted rabbit and asked while eating, "How is the situation?"
"The bait has been put down." Hussere said with a smile: "The other party is also very interested. Now we just need to let him see the bait."
Andonara stood next to her, eating kebabs like a lady. After hearing this, she asked, "Will Dalton send someone over to check the situation?"
"He is a very cautious person, so he will definitely do it."
"But there are no tomb guards in that cave, and no one here knows dark magic." Andonara looked at the people around her.
Hussere smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as his people see the equipment coming out of the cave."
Everyone in F6 immediately understood what Hussere was going to do.
Andonara figured it out after thinking for a while.
This can clearly reflect the intellectual gap between the two parties.
As for Margaret, the little dragon girl, there was no reaction. She kept eating kebabs... She was the smallest in human form, but she ate the most.
I have eaten at least thirty pounds of roasted locusts from morning to afternoon.
It still looks like it’s still unfinished.
She caught so many bugs outside herself.
She's the type who can't stop eating once.
At this time, in the Magic Association, the magic apprentice hurriedly broke into Dalton's study and said breathlessly: "President, the group of mercenaries disappeared. I went to the city gate to inquire. They left the city. It seems that they have left the city." in a hurry."
"It seems they have realized that we may snatch things from them." Dalton nodded: "Don't worry, I have sent someone to follow them."
The magic apprentice breathed a sigh of relief.
As the president of the Magic Association, Dalton can naturally mobilize a lot of power to facilitate himself.
He had already placed one of his own among the city gate guards, and they were hidden so deeply that Antis couldn't find them out.
If this is true, the results will come soon.
Soon in the evening, Alvin's middle-aged housekeeper came to see him and brought new translation content.
According to the records in ancient elven texts, the necklace given to the ranger leader by Coco Yara is an epic piece of equipment. Its function is to store a large amount of magic power in the necklace, and then extract it for use when needed.
Ranger needs a lot of mana
But Dalton immediately realized that the elves are a naturally magical race, and they can use a certain degree of magic no matter what profession they are employed in.
The elves think of a 'huge amount' of magic power, and humans probably think of it as a 'huge amount'. Can this also be stored
At this time, the spy he placed at the city gate came to the door and said hurriedly: "President, they are fighting among themselves. That magic equipment is real, and it is indeed very powerful."
Dalton stood up suddenly and said urgently: "Tell me the situation in detail."