When the magic apprentice handed the old parchment to Dalton again, even if Dalton thought it was a joke, he had to seriously start thinking about the authenticity of the matter.

The parchment is full of ancient atmosphere, and the font on it makes Dalton even more respectful.

That is the ancient elf literature.

Now there are only three people who know ancient elves in the entire Holewen Kingdom.

Two are in other territories, and only one is in the royal city.

Dalton gently stroked the parchment, feeling a little excited. He turned his head and said to the magic apprentice, "Go to Master Irving's estate with me."

The magic apprentice was overjoyed: "As far as you tell me."

After getting on the carriage and preparing some simple but not-so-no gifts, Dalton went directly to visit Master Irving.

Although Irving is not a professional, he is a member of the nobles.

In this dark feudal society, only aristocrats, as well as some great merchants and their descendants, were able to read 'qualify'.

The tuition fee of a gold coin of one hundred words can't be afforded by ordinary people.

When he came to the wealthy area in the north of the city, he found a medium-sized manor. Dalton got off the carriage and revealed his identity to the manor guards.

Soon the guards came out with the butler.

The middle-aged housekeeper 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 Irving's laboratory. Although the space is large, there are bookshelfs everywhere, and the bookshelf is almost filled with books.

Parchment, grass sedge paper, or... extremely precious white paper books that flow out of the elves.

This makes the room smell weird.

But Dalton didn't care, no one would care.

In their words, this is called the taste of knowledge.

Irving was studying something in front of a large table filled with messy books and paper.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head, his long white beard seemed to have nothing to match his thin body.

"Welcome to my institute, Lord Dalton." Irwin stood up and bent down slightly: "I don't know where I can help?"

Dalton smiled: "I just want to come and talk to Mr. Elvin."

Irving naturally doesn't believe it.

He is a little noble, and he is only highly regarded by the great nobles because of his extraordinary knowledge.

But it's just a look.

Unless they encounter something they don't understand, these great nobles or big men will not come to his laboratory with a strange smell.

After all, he rarely receives invitations for banquets.

"Sorry, Mr. Dalton, I still have important research to interpret. If it is just a chat, I will not be able to do what you wish."

Looking at the thin and thin Erwin, Dalton smiled and said, "There are indeed some things. This is the ancient elf book I got from my subordinates. Please help me translate it."

Erwin showed a look of surprise: "Give the books of the ancient elves, bring them."

He seemed very excited in his words.

Dalton handed over the ancient parchment books.

Irving opened his eyes quickly, his old eyes shining brightly.

"It is indeed an ancient elf text, but I don't recognize many rare words."

"Is it a biography of a female general, named Kokoyala? Well... I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

"Wait, the second half of the content has changed."

As I slowly turned the pages of paper, Irving's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"The second half is about the life of an elf captain, well... has he been promoted to the commander of the Ranger?"

"Hiss, magic equipment, has powerful special abilities?"

"necklace?"

"I always feel like I've seen this content somewhere."

Irving was so anxious that he scratched his head: "There are so many rare words that make me look big. Lord Dalton, can you keep this book here for me for a while and then give it to you after I have completely translated it."

"No problem." Dalton nodded and was about to leave.

Now he was half convinced.

"Wait. I remembered it."

Irving slapped his thighs, jumped up, then ran to a bookshelf, flipped around, and finally opened a book made of parchment.

This book also looks very old.

Irving gently opened it, and the ancient elf texts were also used on it.

"In this book, a female general named Cocoala gave her favorite magical equipment and Ningshen necklace to a Ranger leader. It seems that these two books should have a lot to do. Lord Dalton, please give me this book and let me prove and study it for a while. Is it okay?"

“No problem.”

Dalton nodded and left with his magic apprentice.

Irving was fascinated by the newly obtained ancient elves books.

Until late at night.

He had lunch, and then returned to his bedroom. As soon as he entered, he found a young man in black robe sitting inside.

Irwin was not afraid, not even nervous, and he slowly walked to the young man and sat down.

"The old man has good acting skills."

Irving chuckled softly: "Whoever has lived for more than seventy years will be able to perform well."

"In fact, Dalton came back three hours ago and used the secondary stealth technique to observe you. Although I discovered it, I didn't dare to approach him rashly."

This man in black robe is Hou Selei.

The great magician, who is not a trigger-type force field magic, is not easy to assassinate. Hou Selei relies on his proficiency in stealth, which is stronger than secondary stealth, and the thief's anti-hidden ability is not weak, so he can barely find Dalton's figure in the distance.

But letting him assassinate... it is impossible. The strength of both sides is a bit different, and doing things randomly will only alert the enemy.

Irvin smiled: "I guessed it."

That's why Erwin stayed in the laboratory and showed a look of immersed in studying new books.

“This is the reward we promise.”

Thirty gold coins were placed on the table.

Old Erwin nodded.

Then Hou Selei jumped down from the window and disappeared without a trace in the air.

Most thieves' specialty choices are 'Invisibility-Search Treasure-Stolen-Rabbery-Explore Secret Door-Unlock' and other sets of bad expertise plus points.

But Hou Serei is different. He is purely exploratory point-added with "invisibility-enhanced stealth-antivisibility-enhanced anti-invisibility-search trap-trap dismantling-speakable and eloquent".

He walked all the way in the dark and almost no one could find him.

It was not 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 the dragon clan are born with the function of "real vision". Most invisibility techniques, no matter how strong they are, they will never deceive the eyes of the dragon clan.

In addition to the God of Shadow, the "Strong Hidden Technique" with divine bonus can not be discovered by the dragon clan outside 30 meters.

Margaret just glanced at Hou Sere and ignored him.

The second person to discover Housere was Andonara. She was of high level and a great swordsman. She had the bonus of ‘listening’ expertise and could also find Housere within ten meters.

Finally, it was Roland.

Roland's mental field was completely relaxed, with a radius of about five meters, and he could barely feel Housere.

Then Hou Sere suddenly appeared in front of them.

F6 people were not scared, but the contracted black panther in Brazil was so scared that he jumped three o'clock on the spot, arched his body and kept roaring.

Then, under the soothing of Brazil, I gradually became relaxed.

Hou Sere took the skewers handed over by Beta, with a strange look: "Baked locust?"

Beta nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's quite delicious."

These days, Beta has been harming the little creatures in the woods, catching whatever they catch.

But they were all roasted very well, and I don’t know where he got so many seasonings.

Hou Saile shook his head helplessly and bite the roasted locust. It was crisp and fragrant, and it also had a faint smell of oil-calorie, making it very comfortable to enter.

Roland asked while eating, "How is the situation?"
To be continued...