Vol 2 Chapter 32

Act thirty two scholars

As soon as Brando stepped into Turaman's house, the first thing he saw was a manuscript scattered on the bare black pine floor. He turned his head to the left and saw a large, thick book on a wooden table-the world's invention paper is not brilliant, and people usually need to make a lot of width in order to write on rough pages. Frame, and then cover it with cowhide on a wooden shelf to secure it. As a result, books are time-consuming and laborious to carry and easily damaged.

Although the kingdom has aristocratic libraries and royal colleges, it is only a place for the descendants of merchants, little nobles, and landlords to enjoy education. Even in affluent countries, ordinary citizens who live well are more willing to send their children to workshops in various places as apprentices.

It was a coincidence that Brando quickly saw the contents of that book, and Tulaman was studying ancient languages. He couldn't help but look at the manuscript on the ground. The other party should be studying the changes of the plateau language (Cruz language). From the records of the manuscript, there are already some results.

In this era, most people do n’t understand these manuscripts. Knowledgeable, such as Bartom, see that these manuscripts are mostly scrap paper, and Freya thinks that it is a ghost symbol.

And the sound of flipping inside the book finally stopped--

"Young man, where did you find this language?" After searching a series of related literature, Tulaman finally found a phonetic, structurally similar to the word in Brando's mouth from a cold language group. Language.

Garoonki ancient language.

The Garonki were the weakest of the five ancient tribes of the ancient Cruz, but this is enough to prove the truth of some facts in Brando's words. Did the Cruz ancestors really record history?

Although Tulaman has always suspected that modern Cruzians are not descendants of the ancient Cruzs at all, it is impossible to explain that the king of inflammation, Gilt, does have the characteristics of the ancient Cruzs.

Brando smiled, but didn't answer.

Tulaman stepped out of the room inside, holding his glasses and holding a thick book. He sat down on a wicker chair opposite Brando next to a window and looked up at the four of them; then he opened the bookcase on one side and took out a pipe from the second drawer and placed it on the table. After knocking on it, a flame burst into the pipe, and the smoke rose again.

Turaman held the pipe in his mouth, took a breath, and spit smoke out of his nose. Then he said, "You don't speak, it seems you are asking for it, young man, say what you want. You have to say that you are half successful, you have successfully caught my curiosity as a bad old man —— "

He took off the pipe again, pointed at Brando with a cigarette holder and said, "But you haven't won yet, lad, my Turaman is old. But I'm not old, what do you want to get from me in one word? You It's better to come up with something useful. "

The words of the old man let Bartom and Freya be stunned before realizing that Brando was trading with the other party, but the transactions between the wizards made them a little clouded, and until now they did n’t know they were both old and one. What exactly do you want to do?

Romain had an interesting look on her face. She liked Brando's calmness. She had a keen instinct to feel that the strange old man over there was actually softened, although he had a hard mouth.

"I'm a Highland knight. I need someone to introduce me to the circle of scholars. My guide asked me to come here and tell me how to do it, so that's what Master Tulaman is doing." Brando decided to continue this. Tugging down, anyway, he didn't lie.

The guide is a highland knight wizard obedient mentor. In the highland law, he also has the responsibility to guide the growth of the knight. Brando's statement will not cause people to suspect, but also to make Turaman suspect. He knew that Turaman knew many Black Tower wizards.

Turaman propped a hand on the armrest of the rattan chair, smashed a cigarette butt, and she fell into thought. He was thinking which old man had pitted him once. Although he was not a powerful wizard-but he was a senior scholar and a great alchemist, he was very famous in the wizarding profession. His friends and enemies were all over Warnd, so he couldn't remember who was joking with him for a while.

But he thought about it, and it was not a big deal to introduce a newcomer to the academic circle, and it wouldn't be ashamed to see Brando's performance.

So Turaman took a breath and suddenly took a parchment pad out of the drawer on the book cover, picked up a quill and wrote something on it. Then he folded the paper and put it in an envelope, dripped the wax juice, and printed the seal.

He picked up the envelope and looked up and asked, "I recommend you go to Panosson to study for a while, and you will know how we do things. Sir Panosson is a good man, but he is a very good teacher. ,how do you feel?"

"Perfect," Brando replied. However, he thought that this was just a general step. Was he performing so hard here just to save a few hundred Thor registration fees?

Of course not.

He decided to put a little more effort into it, so when he walked up and twisted the letter with his middle and index fingers, he replied, "Master Tulaman, about the previous word. I want to say that I am studying a Cruz branch next. In the ancient language family, there is a small discovery below. Some local people who live in the Balta Plateau still seem to maintain primitive customs. The wizards among them master some of the words that have been passed down from ancient times, but maintain the most primitive side of the ancient language of Cruz. —— "

Brando answered half-truth. The Aboriginals of the Balta Plateau are true. The original series of discoveries did indeed begin in that deserted place, but the first slate is now in another place.

To be honest, the slate has no practical effect on Brando, so he does not want the world to enter the era of chaos in advance.

Turaman's eyes lit up, and the pipe in his mouth went out.

"You're studying the ancient language of the Cruzs?" He looked at the young man suspiciously. "What do you think?"

"Presumably, Lord Tulaman, you have discovered that ancient languages ​​are magical. Therefore, there is a saying that words and languages ​​are the root of all magic. But the era of chaos is a watershed. Since the ancient Cruzs, the magic of words It's gradually declining ... "Brando thought about it and took one from some backgrounds he had read on the forum. The prophets of the time allowed him to know more about some core backgrounds than this scholar.

Turaman nodded, revealing his gaze.

"The cause and effect should be related to the long war?" He replied.

"Long years of war, it's interesting," the old man turned back, took out a ring from the drawer, put it on the envelope, and replied, "You may first go to Sir Panosson's private collection to see if you have any new ideas , You can come back to me with this ring again— "

With a door, Brando's heart opened up. He didn't know if anyone had done this before, but presumably every step afterwards would not be simple. But at least there was a good start, which gave him a rush of joy.

But Tulaman didn't believe him. His method of slowing down his troops was unique. Brando knew that the old man would immediately set off for the Balta Highlands, but if he had any gains, it would be difficult to say.

Thinking of this, he ended up with envelopes and rings. Immediately a line of faint green text appeared on the retina-they appeared in his field of vision one by one, posing a problem:

Are you accepting a job as a subprofessional 'scholar'?

Brando certainly chose to accept. So a new sub-column 'Sub-professional' appeared immediately on his property panel, and the scholar lay quietly in that column. The experience was level 0/6, and currently there is only '(historical knowledge 1) Level) 'A row of tiny text.

In the Sword of Amber, the secondary occupation is a supplement to the formal occupation. It is different from the main occupation. The sub-occupation generally strengthens a character from the side, so it does not provide powerful skills and attribute bonuses, but it can give the character some special abilities.

It can be said that deputy positions are more similar to status, but can be invested in upgrading.

For example, a scholar, whenever a character is trained to level 5 or higher in a knowledge, he can start a corresponding 'familiar occupation'. When he takes this occupation, the experience punishment is not included in the total number of part-time jobs . Until he has three 'familiar professions'. At the same time, scholars provide three times more skill experience than the militias at each level, so they will be called ‘necessary deputies’ in the game.

Yinbao scholars are stronger. Yinbao scholars have four well-known professions and regard alchemy as their job. It is equivalent to a collection of academic deputies and alchemist deputies.

Of course, deputies and punishments share the same punishment, but they do not affect the main occupation.

As soon as Brando took office, he immediately invested 220 points of experience to upgrade the scholar to level 6 and started with 250 points of skill experience. The deputy position of scholars in the first 6 levels is as high as one to one, which is the scariest of all professions. However, there is a problem with deputy positions. The occupation level cannot exceed the skill level 5 or higher.

Brando needed aristocratic or heraldic knowledge instead of historical knowledge, so the scholar level can only be put to the first level.

Busy with my own affairs, but just like a moment of distraction. He looked up and asked, "Master Turaman, I have a friend and you saw it. You know her aunt, but she and her aunt are separated. We are looking for her. Have you ever seen Romain? Aunt? "

Turaman knocked the pipe on the table, raised his glasses frame, and replied, "I just know her aunt, boy. We haven't seen each other for more than a decade. I saw that girl At that time, she was as old as the little girl. In fact, I didn't know she had lived here-- "

He looked at Brando and waved his hand: "You don't have to ask any more. Every wizard has its own secret. Since she didn't tell you, I won't say anything extra."

The old man sprayed smoke from his nose: "Okay, the conversation between us is almost the same. Young man, your purpose has been achieved, and when you think you have a certain understanding on your current road, come to me again late."

Brando froze and looked back at Roman.

The merchant lady smiled sweetly at him: "It doesn't matter, Brando, my aunt is the best."

You guy. Brando glared at her, but his heart softened.