Chapter 151. It Was the Feeling of First Love.
In the next hour, Saxson perfectly experienced what it meant to be defeated.
No, it should be called despair.
As an elven scholar who had lived for 200 years, a noble, and a mage who thought he was not weak, he believed that his research in enchantment, alchemy, inscription, and archeology should be far better than this half-elf who looked no more than 20 years old. No matter how much of a genius he was, his experience and accumulation could not compare to his own.
However, he quickly realized what a grave mistake he had made.
It was a fatal mistake!
Their positions seemed to have been completely reversed. In front of Char, he was the elf who was no more than twenty years old, who had just washed away his impetuousness and was listening to the teachings of the old scholar.
What the hell, how did he know everything?
Char had wasted her time with the appraisal Masters.
If players were to form a team to explore, they would have to hire a scholar NPC to guarantee the discount on the spot if they did not have enough scholar skills such as [ general knowledge ] and [ appreciation ] in the team. Otherwise, the distribution of loot would probably lead to a fight, not to mention that many things could not be seen in public.
But he didn't need to, he could win Saxony for free!
The Duke had used more than ten scrolls along the way, and Char's eating and listening to poetry had reached its limit. Besides perception, her thinking attributes had also increased by more than 20 points. This did not even include the other income in the bag!
It was very comfortable!
"What is this?"
Although Saxson was asking a question, it looked like he was up to something.
He pointed at a very strange thing-
At the crossroads of the ancient city, there was a statue with one hand holding his heart and the other hand slightly raised. In his left hand holding his heart, there was a vortex floating, which swallowed the light, looking particularly strange.
Saxson was very sure that he had read so many books about the Krypton gold civilization, but he had never heard of such a strange record.
He did not believe that the other party would know something that he had never heard of.
"Are you stupid?"
Char gave him a look as if he was an idiot.
"This is the heart of the nest we've been looking for, hehe."
Saxson's face reddened, and he hurriedly coughed to cover up his embarrassment. He then flicked his sleeve.
"Ahem, then, How do I destroy it?"
Char looked around. Even with the elemental auroras above her head, it was still very dark. He remembered that this thing could not be destroyed in one go. Once it was attacked, it would automatically summon monsters to guard it and attack all enemies it saw indiscriminately. He and Saxson were bound to be heavily injured.
He couldn't use mages, so he could only fight in close combat.
After thinking for a while, he let Ortlinde sit down against the statue of Eurasian, squatting in front of her and thinking about how to wake her up.
The Valkyrie had used up all of her divine power, and she had overexerted herself. Her current coma was caused by exhaustion and fatigue. With her self-recovery ability, she would wake up in a day, but Char could not wait that long.
If even she knew that Fredrick had come to kill him on a Silver Dragon, he would come to kill him at any time after he knew that his ship had been stolen.
Char reached out and patted her face.
"Hey, wake up!"
"Wake up, Hey!"
Yes, he was speechless.
This method was indeed too old-fashioned. Even Saxson let out a subtle laugh.
This laugh was polite and restrained, but it faintly revealed a crushing intelligence.
"What are you laughing at?"
Char's tone was unfriendly.
"Have you ever heard of a story? A sleeping beautiful girl can't be woken up like this," Saxson said, spreading his hands. at the very least, you should kiss her, right? "
Char sighed.
"Only you guys can make it sound so artsy about taking advantage of the situation to be a hooligan."
He said with a look of disgust, but his body was very honest and leaned over.
Ortlinde's face was very close. Her skin was fair and clean. Even though she was asleep, her brows were slightly furrowed and her lips were pursed tightly.
Only then did Char remember that this illiterate village girl had yet to experience the many difficulties of the selection process of the Valkyrie, and was now bearing a power and mission that did not belong to her age.
Apart from hating herself for the scene at the end of the 177 rounds, her life was almost blank.
Her heart was filled with an inexplicable lofty ideal, which was forced on her by the Holy Spirit. She did not feel pity for the world and hate the abyss like she had in the past after seeing too many monsters.
This was also the reason why the holy sword only had that little power in her hands.
Just take this as some interest. If you follow behind me, I'll let you know what the Family Law is.
Char snorted and lowered her head to kiss him.
Elves were good at appreciating beauty, and this scene was very beautiful. Saxson didn't want to look away, but the heart of the nest in the hand of the statue of eugod suddenly moved, and he had to look up.
Then...
"Char, danger!"
He shouted subconsciously. The heart of the nest suddenly fell from the statue's hand and directly fell toward Ortlinde!
Char still did not know what had happened. Hearing his shout, she subconsciously picked up Ortlinde and leaped a few meters back. Then, she asked in confusion,
"What's wrong?"
Saxson stared at him as if he had seen a ghost. He raised his finger, but it was trembling.
"It's her..."
Char looked down and saw that everything was normal.
"No, no, the core of the nest, it has fused with her!"
Saxson said in a low voice, revealing a strong sense of shock.
Char was shocked and quickly looked at the left hand of orchon.
Is there really nothing left?
At this moment, he felt the person in his arms move slightly.
Char lowered his head, and his body trembled.
He met a pair of eyes that were as strong as red wine. The eyes were burning, and there was a hint of seduction and complaint.
Those beautiful eyes actually couldn't hold back the tears.
Char was about to say something, but her mouth was suddenly blocked.
"The youngsters nowadays."
Saxson immediately turned his gaze to the side, revealing an expression that he could not bear to look at.
This scene was not beautiful at all, it was too straightforward.
Although he did not know how things had developed to this point, since the two of them were already exchanging saliva, it shouldn't be too serious.
Finally, the chattering stopped.
When Ortlinde returned to the statue, Saxson noticed that she seemed to have changed into another person.
If the previous Valkyrie was a sharp sword, shining with cold light and valiant.
Then the one in front of him was a dagger covered in poison. The handle was carved into the shape of a rose, and the whole dagger was dark red.
From his standing posture, gaze, and even his entire aura, it was completely different.
Beautiful.
However, it was dangerous.
"This is..."
"Losweise."
The Valkyrie replied as half of her body was on Char.
Her gaze was filled with sizing and curiosity, but after scanning the room, it quickly turned into a faint disdain.
There was also a deeply hidden hostility.
Saxson's eyes were very common in the eyes of the elves of Andaheim. It was a look of disapproval of Elfheim.
She also gave off a faint sense of oppression.
Saxson raised his eyebrows.
"What's going on?"
He looked at Char.
Char scratched his face. Even with his eloquence, he did not know how to explain.
After all...
No one would believe that his first love, who had not been seen for 177 rounds, would suddenly come back to life, right?
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