Chapter 5

When Leon heard the morning dew after the rain from Eaton, he felt inexplicably familiar.?

It turned out to be a kind of tea... When the dusty memory box was opened, Lyon immediately remembered a series of memories about the morning dew after the rain. He used to drink the morning dew after the rain. This is a kind of green leaf tea that Jon likes better. The tea is light green. For example, the tea at the tip of the needle moves up and down in the hot water. Looking at the green color, the Buddha sees the lush forest.

As for the taste, Leon's can't remember. Should it be water with a bitter taste? Because old man Jon likes this type of tea.

"Is there anything strange about the morning dew after the rain?" Leon asked Jon.

Jon's face did not change, but a doubt flashed in his eyes: "there is no strange place... You have drunk ordinary tea, and your parents have drunk it, but..."

"But if you really want to say something strange, there is only one possibility."

"What's possible?" Lyon quickly asked.

Jon didn't answer immediately, but asked the dumb servant to step down first, and then said slowly:

"The tea seedlings of morning dew after rain are not from this world, but come with me from another world."

Before Jon finished, Lyon looked blankly: "well, since count Eaton didn't come for you, just for the morning dew after the rain, I'll send an invitation to count Eaton and come to the manor for tea tomorrow night."

He didn't want to hear Jon's fallacious "alien theory" at all.

With that, Leon turned and left.

Jon looked at the tea box in angel's hand and fell into silence.

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Dense water vapor and sparse smoke.

Angel lay on the craftsman's table, watching the tea in the transparent cup rise and fall under the scouring of boiling water.

——This is the morning dew after the rain. There seems to be nothing strange.

Angel secretly likes to drink strong tea with milk flavor. He will feel extremely satisfied when he has a full mouthful. The strong milk sticks to his mouth with tea residue, and his tongue sticks out a roll and licks away the last rhyme.

Jon always likes to make fun of him. Children like to drink milk. So in order to show his mature side in front of Jon, he usually drinks tea with bitterness and vegetation in front of people.

He drank the morning dew after the rain countless times. It tasted bitter and sweet. There was nothing special about drinking, but why did count Eaton ask his brother about the morning dew after the rain? Is it true that, as the tutor said, they have doubts about the origin of this tea seedling?

After thinking for a while, angel really couldn't get the answer. He simply didn't think about it. He continued to look at some materials sorted out in the tutor's bookcase.

Most of these materials are the knowledge of the Canary Empire and surrounding countries, including language, culture, history, characters, medicine, astrology and so on.

Angel finished reading a heroic epic praising the soldiers in the sea. Jon commented at the bottom: the language is exquisite and the rules are integrated. There are too many words of praise, so it is impossible to infer possible historical materials. It can be used as a supplement to the historical data of Hailan state.

Jon liked to study physical data and biological forms in his early years, but later he found that some data represented physical constants that did not follow the rules of the earth's operation. This made him really aware of the strangeness of the world, so in recent years, he preferred to sort out and study some literary and historical materials.

There seems to be no post of historian in the Canary Empire and surrounding countries. It can be said that Jon's historical data sorted out over the past ten years is the only one.

Angel is also very interested in the historical materials recently sorted out by his tutor, so he reads them very carefully.

After turning over the historical materials, angel saw the beginning of the next parchment, and Jon annotated a paragraph in Chinese:

"There are not many people in this field who can read, and basic universal knowledge does not seem to appear. Just like the name of the macro living environment, ancient China had the concept of a round sky and a place. Although they had a wrong understanding, they already had a concept of the living planet. However, people in this field only limited their concept of the living world to the concept of the state, but had no concept of the unified macro. I hope they can Find the name of this planet (World) in other documents... If I can't find it, I'll name it again. "

After these words, Jon began to record some universal values of the people of the world.

As a native, angel naturally knows these materials very well, so he opened another volume after reading them briefly.

The guide to the application of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine in this field is a volume of information in Chinese. It is estimated that only angel and Jon understand the meaning in this world.

Unknowingly, dusk came and the firewood in the fireplace was lit by the servant. The warm fire, the rustling insects in the yard, and the crows coming from nowhere, it was another gentle night.

On the other hand, on the plain not far from Gelu Town, rows of temporary tents surround the burning campfire. What is particularly noteworthy is that in the center of the tent group, there is a huge and gorgeous black Phnom Penh tent, and the rest of the tents are like stars and the moon, protecting the black tents.

This is Eaton Munn's temporary camp, and the black tent is not Eaton Munn's camp.

The frozen moon, the cold wind blowing, without the shelter of trees, even the knights in armor began to tremble. Count Eaton saw this and ordered a pair of garrison knights to patrol outside the camp, while all the other knights rested by the camp fire.

After the arrangement, count Eaton walked slowly into the gorgeous black tent. As soon as he entered the tent, his dignified expression when ordering was immediately removed and replaced with a respectful and flattering expression.

There is not much decoration in the tent, but everything has a wonderful meaning. In a corner of the tent, an old man with a white beard in a black robe was writing hard, and a crystal ball was strangely floating around him.

There seemed to be fog changing in the crystal ball. The old man with white beard looked at the crystal ball from time to time, and then buried his head in writing; Eaton looked at the crystal ball, but felt dizzy, and quickly moved his eyes to the other side.

"Find the morning dew after the rain?" A hoarse, low voice came from the old man with white beard.

With a trace of fear, Eaton will explain today's dialogue with leonpat at Pat's manor.

"Oh?" The old man with white beard put down his quill pen and dried the blood red ink on the paper. "Although the other party didn't know the morning dew after the rain, his face changed slightly when he saw the wooden box... Is there a problem with the maker of the wooden box, or is it also the caster?"

Eaton secretly glanced at the pattern on the paper. The blood red lines drew rolls of waves, and then there were strange lines and symbols in the middle. Just one look, Eaton felt his eyes sour.

"The magic pattern of this scroll is called 'rolling waves'. The war with Hai Lan is useful for you." After a pause, the old man with white beard said, "it's a pity that you don't have talent. Otherwise, if you return to the family this time, you can leave old Tuda 6 with you."

Eaton's face darkened: "father... I'm satisfied to take the Allen brothers and sisters. As for me, it's OK to stay in the family."

The old man with white beard sighed first, but then thought of his two grandchildren, and his eyes relaxed a lot: "the talent of wizards has never been rare. Even in some places, there is no one in ten thousand. It is God's blessing that our family can connect two talents. Moreover, Alan and Irene are still my grandchildren, and I will naturally take good care of them."

"Unfortunately, my talent is not high. It is estimated that in a few years, I need to rely on my grandchildren." After the old man with white beard finished, he put his eyes on the wooden box on the table.

"It's interesting to carve, but the lines on it don't fluctuate. It should be just ordinary people?" The old man with white beard shook his head. He couldn't find the caster in the old land big 6. Even the element fluctuations in this big 6 are imprisoned. Wizards who don't rely on elements such as the mysterious side and the blood side can't find corresponding materials in this big 6... After all, this is a forgotten big 6.

"Don't blame me if Leon won't tell the truth." Eaton bowed with his fists in his hands, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes: "it's a big thing about his father's promotion! Tonight I'll let Mar lead two teams of cavalry to level pat Manor!"

The old man with white beard didn't speak, but he acquiesced. Although he belongs to the white wizard and will not take the initiative to kill ordinary people, since it is related to his promotion, it is OK to kill a few people. Besides... White wizard is a good wizard in the eyes of ordinary people. It's a joke. The opposition between white wizards and black wizards lies in the different use concepts of magic methods. In fact, other values are almost the same, but they are too lazy to do more evil.

Eaton discussed with his father some problems after Alan and Irene left, and was ready to leave.

At this time, Knight Mar suddenly knelt down outside the tent and asked for an audience.

"Tell the count that just now the Lord of Pat manor, viscount Lyon, sent a messenger and sent an invitation."