Although there are still snake-men still existing in the world today, the snake-men of today and the snake-men of Xinthas are fundamentally two species. Just like after the elves of Numelin left, there are still Etila in this world.

Forest elves like Miss Brianne are the same as Alvin Quinn elves like Princess Brianne.

But there is nothing in common between the three.

Where did the elves of Numelin and the serpent-men of Sinthas go?

Only Jita raised her head timidly and replied in a weak voice: "Although the elves left suddenly, they did not leave any information to the mortal kingdom at that time. As far as I know, leaving Aesorin

After that, mortals are no longer a piece of loose sand...so, so..."

"The leaders among mortals at that time, the top scholars and alchemists, must have known some inside information."

"And especially the alchemists, as the first students of the Numelin civilization at that time, had the closest relationship with the elves, so they would not be completely kept in the dark."

After hearing this answer, Karatu turned back to look at Jita.

He asked again: "Then what?"

Jita glanced at Fang with some uneasiness, but under the encouraging gaze of her captain, she took a breath and mustered up the courage to answer: "I, I thought that the ancestors of mortals must have been with the elves.

What agreement did they reach, so that the information left behind at that time now seems to be just a few words and unclear."

Karatu's eyes fell on Jita's magic book.

"Guril's magic book turns out to be in your hand," he looked at Jita with gentle eyes and asked: "Little girl, are you a naturalist?"

Kitta nodded timidly.

"An excellent naturalist does not necessarily have to have strong magic power, but having extensive knowledge and an endless desire to explore the unknown is indispensable." The great magician smiled slightly: "Very good

, in the Silver Tower, such successors are rare today."

Being praised so unabashedly by the other party, Jita blushed with embarrassment.

But Karatu looked at her and asked: "Little girl, what is your name?"

"Ji...Jita."

"Jita, are you willing to be my student?" The great magician asked: "Although I am not a naturalist, Gurriel was my best friend during his lifetime. I believe that he will definitely agree to accept a student on his behalf.

of."

Miss Naturalist opened her little mouth cutely and stared blankly at the legendary magician. For a moment, she almost thought she had heard wrong.

Everyone in the room was startled, and everyone couldn't help but look at Jita. This was an opportunity that fell from the sky. Who was the black-haired middle-aged man in front of him? He had Sir Roban today a century ago.

status, and his strength is even worse than that of a dragon-slaying mage.

Not to mention that today, a hundred years later, only he himself knows how powerful his strength is. Not long ago, he teamed up with the lich Tang De and easily trapped Wandering.

Although there is a factor that the Rangers are not at their peak, it can be seen from this.

Seeing that Jita was stunned, she winked at Sylvester.

The noble daughter smiled and touched Jita's thin vest with her hand behind her back.

Jita was shocked before she realized what she was doing and nodded repeatedly: "I, am I really okay?"

Karatu nodded lightly.

Fang looked at the two of them and thought that Jita had finally come to the end of her hardships. With a teacher like Karatu, as long as the selectors themselves are not too bad, how can they be among the first and second-tier selectors. And Jita certainly cannot be counted.

Too bad for that rank, it can even be said that he is very talented.

After all, he is also the successor to the grimoire chosen by Tapolis out of a thousand.

But he looked at Karatu, who had said before that he was just a clone and would not last long once activated. He didn't know how the other party planned to teach Jita.

The legendary magician has now turned around and picked up the previous question again: "As for the whereabouts of elves and the logic of history, Jita's answer is not entirely correct, but it is consistent with the facts.

Yes, this is also one of my guesses."

"Because I found some clues in the process of investigating Alt."

"Alt's original owner, Tang De's grandfather Maryland, once obtained a sacred object during his lifetime. As for the origin of this sacred object, you should all know the status of the holy sword Moa. Beyond the Morning Light, the four dragon-slaying holy swords

, although it is not as good as the three holy objects left by the elves, it is still one of the legacies from the Numelin era."

"During the investigation to get to the bottom of this matter, I found that the four holy swords, like the Morning Light and Hailin Crown, as well as the Philosophical Hand and the Eternal Emblem, were all sealed in a strange way at the beginning of their forging.

the power of."

"This power should come from the shining sea predicted by the lizards."

"Cang Zhihui!" Fang replied subconsciously.

Karatu nodded.

He then said: "In fact, the source of Maryland's power comes from the Glory of Cang."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Karatu," Fang couldn't help but interrupt him: "Are you saying that the power of Maryland is related to the radiance of blue in me?"

He couldn't help but be shocked. The pure dark power in Maryland had no resemblance to the blue brilliance in himself. But Karatu explained: "I mean the source of Maryland's power. He later obtained it.

Naturally, most of the power comes from Lifgard and Andro."

"You mean, Maryland, he used the same power as me at first."

"He is far worse than you," Karatu looked at him and replied: "His blue brilliance only comes from a remnant of the holy sword Moa, but yours comes from half of the Sea Forest Crown.

However, it should be certain that Maryland is gathering the power of Cang Zhihui."

"But what exactly is the power of Cang Zhihui?"

Fang was full of doubts about the power that suddenly broke out in him, but he couldn't control it.

"According to my guess," Karatu said: "That should be the origin of the ether of light, a power close to the essential starlight, even purer than divinity itself. In fact, I don't know how the gods

Such power is sealed into these four holy objects."

"It's just the reason why the elves and gods left these sacred objects in Aitalia. After a long investigation, I think I have some clues."

"It is not the power left to mortals to fight against the dark dragon as people imagine."

"But..."

"In order to prepare for the coming of the evil star."

The moment Fang Zai heard this answer.

Before he could react, he saw a page of light unfolding naturally in front of him.

'**The experience is over, and the experience gained is recorded at 75,000 points.'

‘The new** directory Elf Holy Artifact has been obtained.’

'The superior** directory is updated, and the third evil star is coming.'

A stream of silver light slowly flows down from the light page, describing every word on it.

Fang, on the other hand, just watched this scene quietly.
Chapter completed!