Chapter 126 (1/2)
The little wizard who carefully crossed the threshold and held the door handle in his right hand widened his eyes. His eyes kept scanning around, and some familiar color flickered between his pupils.
In the exquisite and incomparably quiet long house, only a few slender elves in robes are coming and going. The newly picked materials are placed on the shelves around, and the dew in the morning fog can be seen on them; A young fairy knelt beside the boiling crucible and stirred it carefully with a long spoon.
Strong medicine flavor, fresh raw materials, various alchemy materials... Ayn Rand almost thought he had returned to vimpal college and was in a laboratory in the castle.
Just outside the long house, there are large and exquisite gardens. Many plants that ayin has never seen thrive in them. Not far away, there is a wood carving that looks like an hourglass, surrounded by tender vines, flowers and plants.
”This is the most important place in the morning star forest, astrological place.”
Along with the little wizard came an elf elder, who was choked by Loren twice. At the moment, the old man's expression had completely lost the seriousness of that day, but was very enthusiastic to introduce AI Yin.
”Our settlements, and even many sages in the surrounding settlements, are here to refine the medicine to eliminate the pain, study the knowledge of nature and study the secrets of the stars. Then pass this knowledge to the next generation of sages to lead the children in the settlements and let them go on the right path.”
The fairy elder's smile was incomparably kind, and his soft eyes looked at the little wizard who had been completely intoxicated, as if he were an old man with grandchildren.
Although it was only a short contact for a few days, Ayn Rand had no desire and no desire. His simple character really attracted a lot of favor from the old man. That kind of pure kindness was much more sincere than a black haired wizard.
After learning that the little wizard is still an alchemist, the elves are more fond of her - among the elves' settlements, only the sages of the settlements have the ability to refine medicine and judge the weather by observing the stars. These sages are very rare in any settlement.
Although they are very young and look a little too simple, many elves still regard the little wizard as a sage. Even if she is still wary of her human identity, at least she shows great respect.
For this reason, when ayin offered to help the elves in the morning star forest make medicine and some simple alchemy items, the elf elder immediately agreed to the request and brought her here.
In contrast, the little wizard's idea is much simpler - she knows very well that Loren came here to win the friendship of the elves and let them believe in themselves.
In that case, if you can do your part to win the respect and goodwill of these elves, can you make this mission easier?
Although Loren didn't speak, Ayn still decided to do so. She didn't want to just follow the big liar, but she didn't do anything, just being a burden; She wants to prove that she can stand up alone and fight side by side with him.
Since he is doomed to be unable to help him in battle, he can only be good at what he is good at - although the little wizard specializes in alchemy, he has also been in contact with herbal medicine and has quite high attainments.
”If you need anything, please don't hesitate to mention it to us.” the very enthusiastic elf elder smiled kindly: ”the elves in the morning star forest have always been generous and enthusiastic to our friends who really help us.”
”You're so kind.” the little wizard just had time to thank him a little and immediately began to work - skillfully set up the crucible, opened the notes and medicine catalogue he brought with him on the table, and his smooth little hands picked up herbs on the wooden frame.
Until this step, the elf elder finally completely believed that the ”Wizard” was really proficient in herbal medicine, not a lie to win their trust. Then he relaxed his last guard and turned around with a smile to leave.
”Er... Elder!” before he went out, Ayn shouted at him from behind, and hesitated: ”no, I'm sorry...”
”Just call me Boone. If you don't mind, you can also call me Grandpa Boone... That's what the children in the settlement call, although I'm not so old.” the easygoing joked, and the old man kindly said, ”is there anything else?”