Chapter 1224： Under the night of Tarrond (2/2)

The star-covered Tarrond wasteland echoed with the laughter of two dragons.

……

Two hours later, Coretta returned to the adventurer's cabin where Modil lived, and Victoria Wilde had temporarily left here.

"She said she will be back soon," Modil said to the black dragon girl in front of him, with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "She is going to make arrangements, and she has to ask the manager of the adventurer camp to help her hear what she means. I plan to live near me. Seriously, I can understand her feelings, but I don’t think it’s necessary..."

"...Ms. Victoria has her own arrangements." Coretta didn't know about Modil's deterioration, but she knew Victoria Wilde's identity, so after a short hesitation, she could only say so.

"I know, I just talked casually," Modil said with a slight smile, and then he suddenly revealed a mysterious appearance, approaching Coretta's ear and whispered, "By the way, you know what, My descendant...maybe a big man."

Coretta was stunned. She didn't know how to answer the big adventurer for a while, and could only perfunctory: "Ah, big shot? What kind of big shot?"

"She said she was an administrative official in the Council of State Affairs, an ordinary administrative official," Modil said slowly, sitting in his rocking chair, but quickly shook his head slightly, "but I know she doesn't to be honest."

Coretta: "...Huh?"

"My memory is not very good, and my spirit is not stable enough, but I'm not stupid and I have good eyes," the old man said with a smile, pointing at the head and eyes he remembered. "She is a big man, she is by no means a small official. The small official does not have her kind of tolerance, and the small official will not alarm the upper class of Tarrond, let alone talk about the ruler of the empire in that calm tone... She is not good at lying, of course, it may be that she is not good at lying before my eyes."

Coretta listened to the old man’s words, suddenly a little nervous: "So you..."

"I came up with a few guesses, but I didn't dare to think about any of them, or even the key words in my mind," Modil's rocking chair shook lightly, and the wood creaked." I also gave myself a few spiritual hints to prevent my uncontrollable thoughts. Don’t worry, girl, the old man is measured. I have experienced many weird and bizarre situations in my life, and naturally I have some coping skills."

"……You have worked hard."

"It's hard to talk about it," Modil smiled and waved his hand. He raised his head and looked at the starry sky under the extreme night with some wonder, "I'm just afraid I would forget it again... Hera Your Excellency Gore helped me to do the test. Certain key information stimuli will mess up my memory for a period of time, and even the whole consciousness will be reset. Sometimes it will only reset for a short period of time, but maybe it will be the next time. It will make me forget the whole day. I finally saw my descendants. If she comes to see me again tomorrow, I don’t know her. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for you to say this?”

Coretta suddenly realized that she didn’t know how to respond, so she had to stand quietly beside the old mage, listening to the old man’s whispering a little bit.

"I never thought that I would have a relative, although this relative was separated from me for almost six hundred years..." Modil said slowly, "In my only memory, I have been wandering around. I went to many places, met many people, recorded many things, but none of them could have a stable connection with me. After a long time, I even forgot the'time' itself. Today, I seem to have just realized some of the people and things I remember, that is even the Anzu First Dynasty..."

"You have relatives, and your relatives have not forgotten you," Coretta couldn't help but said, "Even if you no longer remember them, they have been..."

She didn't finish her words, because there was even a slight snoring sound from the direction of the old mage.

Modil fell asleep. In the dragon city of the extreme night, he fell asleep by basking in the "sun in his heart", but this time, with a slight smile on his mouth, the monotonous black and white world did not come to his door. , He slept peacefully.

……

After returning to the temporary residence in New Agundor, Victoria saw Maggie returning from the outskirts of the city.

"Mudil Wilde is in very bad condition. I suspect that he is being chased by the power of the ancient gods and this power has begun to have an effect on the real world," she said quickly to Maggie, "I need you Hurry back to Loren, report the matter to your majesty, and bring a copy of the'sample' with you."

"Understand, I can set off at any time." Maggie nodded immediately, but her voice was a bit hoarse and weird.

Victoria's face suddenly showed a curious look: "What's wrong with your throat?"

There was a trace of embarrassment on Maggie’s face, and before her friend’s question, she had to turn her head unnaturally: “It’s nothing, it’s just a hiccup that hurts her throat.”

"Hiccup?"

"Hmm, hiccup."