The Legend of Fatality

Fatalin Island, which has just entered the winter, has a gray sky, and it seems cold even without thick clouds. Ye Xiao decided to stay in the Black Tower with his wife. Although Ye Xiao felt a bit ironic, it can now be said to be the safest place on Tallinn Island.

Leonor sat alone on a small bench against the wall, looking at the roof of the assembly hall of the night owl, could not help laughing. She was a person who couldn't help herself. The environment inside the black tower made her feel depressed. After squeezing and rubbing hard with the night owl, he finally agreed to take her outside as much as possible.

Leonor noticed that sweat was flowing down his naked back, through the strong and bulging muscles, and through the scars left on him during the battle. Ye Xiao worked with his apprentices, as well as some other personnel, including many students from the Spellcaster Academy, to teach them by the way.

But Leonor found his teaching very interesting. The teaching of the night owl did not require magic, only hard-working hands. He told the students that if they could understand part of the job, they would better understand and be proud of their results.

The people around the night owl kept asking her incomprehensible questions in a language that Leonor could not understand. Ye Xiao just smiled and explained in the corresponding language, creating some gestures to help explain when necessary. Sometimes, some people find this kind of communication very funny, and everyone laughs together.

For people who are not able to speak, most of them are slaves, or people who were slaves before, they have done a lot of work.

Leonor was content to look at him so far, she seemed to feel his feelings, happy, contented, and peaceful. Ye Xiao didn't tell her what to do at the beginning, he just smiled and told her that she would see it later.

First, he took some clay blocks, about two feet long and one foot wide, and made a wavy mold. The male mold is an oblong protrusion, and the female mold is a groove. After digging out unnecessary parts, he asked the women who made pottery to burn them.ァ 新 ヤ ~ ⑧ ~ 1 ~ 中文 网 ωωω.χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

Then, he fixed two same wooden bars on a wooden board, one on each side. Then put a piece of soft clay in the wooden board and smooth the clay with a round roller strip. The two wooden strips on the side became the gauge of thickness.

He cut off the clay beyond the top and bottom of the board, so that he got a clay plate of uniform size and thickness. In the end, he poked two holes in the two corners with a small wooden stick, and put the clay plate into the mold that women burned for him and pressed it into shape.

The apprentices followed him and carefully observed his work, so he sought their help. Soon he had a large group of smiling apprentices who helped him make clay plates and press mold them. After the clay board dries, it can be demolded. The apprentices chatted curiously and made more molds while firing. When they asked Ye Xiao how much he needed to do, he just said to keep doing it.

"You are making clay tiles, aren't you?" Leonor walked over to him and asked.

"Yes," he said with a smile.

"It's hard to imagine a mage doing the work of a bricklayer." Leonor said, tilting his head, but she didn't despise it, only curiosity.

"I will have more, come with me." Ye Xiao said with a smile.

The night owl left his apprentices, walked into the assembly hall, and began to build a fireplace with mud bricks that made the house. Leonor was even behind him, wanting to see what he would do.

When the night owl built the fireplace and showed Leonor how to do it, it seemed that half of the caster academy students were involved in the construction.

Amen Cannon came to observe the work progress from time to time, he was happy to see the situation. Sometimes he sits next to Leonor without saying a word, sometimes he talks briefly with her, but most of the time he just observes. Occasionally, he would inadvertently ask Leonor's personality questions.

Most of the night owls work, Leonor is alone. The women were not interested in her willingness to help; the men kept a distance from her and aimed at her with the afterglow of her eyes; and the students did not seem to dare to talk to her. Only the surrounding guards have been watching her, she doesn't like the feeling of being protected by strangers.

She tried to find some jobs to cook rice or make clay bricks, and even carry some things. But she was approached and was politely rejected by people on the grounds that she was a distinguished guest.

Leonor had long been accustomed to the attitude of the civilians towards her, as well as those flashing eyes and whispers. But now she is not like she was a child, this situation will not bother her.

She remembered that her mother smiled and told her that this is life, there is no way to change, she must learn not to feel painful about it, and when a certain time he can do not care or even transcend this emotion.

She has always believed in her mother's words and followed her words, but that was before she met the night owl, before he became her friend, her lover. Before accepting her, caring about her, talking to her, and treating her like a treasure.

The assembly hall was built much faster than expected. Amen Cannon was very satisfied with the newly built house. In particular, he noticed that the students of the Spellcaster Academy participated in most of the workers. He slowly shook his head and smiled. stand up.

The other instructors of the college did not seem to respond. For them, the students' study in the college is more important, but occasionally participating in some of this physical work is also good. After all, most students cannot finally feel the magic.

, Who can not become a formal mage, in addition to the fate of being a mage's servant, librarian and the like, an architect is also a good choice, especially in Fatalin. There are still a lot of projects that need to be implemented in the future.

"What do you think of the future war?" Amen Cannon's words suddenly appeared beside Leonor.

Leonor was startled. She leaned back against the wall, pulled the cloak around her tight body, and searched for the answer to Amencanon's question in her mind.

"I have been an aristocrat since birth, but I have no ambition to seize power. If I can choose, I would rather be an ordinary person. But I must unite my life with my blood and try my best to work in the best direction." Lai Onnole seemed to be talking to himself.

"I can't stop those who have ambitions to grab more power and land." Leonor continued. "But I hate war, and I hate those who wage war."

"Most of the people who waged the war were nobles, didn't they?" Amen Cannon asked, staring at Leonor.

"Is there a mage too?" Leonor seemed to feel offended.

"Yes, there are also spellcasters involved. War is something that everyone can't avoid once it happens." Amen Cannon looked away from Leonor and turned to look at the night owl working in the distance. "What do you think of the nobility and the mage? Especially your child will certainly inherit both bloodlines."

"No matter what you think of nobles and mages, no matter what most people think of nobles and mages." Leonor bit his lip and said. "I think the duty of the nobility is to protect the people, and the duty of the mage is to seek truth. I think that both the nobility and the mage should love all the people and be willing to use their own power to protect them from being enslaved by others."

"Great idea." Amen Cannon said in a tone without emotion.

"Do you think my idea is naive?" Leonor muttered to himself. "I'm talking about everything I want to do. I will start with my fief. I don't know how much I can do it, because I have only one person."

"The night owl is taking care of you and caring for you." Amen Cannon's eyes remained on the night owl.

Leonor gave a glance at the night owl with the corner of his eye. "Master Night Owl comes from the Black Tower. He doesn't know what I think. If he knows ..."

"For a person who seeks truth ..." Amen Cannon couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone. Then his words turned and he became very serious staring at Leonor. "He will support you without hesitation and fight for your ideals."

"No, I don't need him to fight. Please don't remind me. If this is the trouble I find myself, I must bear the consequences." Leonor said nervously.

"The location of Fatalin Island is very remote, which is why we were not disturbed by trouble in the past. But with the influence of the Ogborn War, the reputation of the Fatalin Association has caused trouble." Amen Cannon said softly. "We never interfere with members' ideas, and we don't try to influence them. If you plan to tell him, the night owl will make his own idea, maybe your ideas will help us instead."

"But to be honest, most of the nobles I ’ve seen foolishly put pride in front of reason, and most of the casters I ’ve seen put power in front of knowledge. Those nobles who protect the people, the mages who seek the truth, basically All have paid a price for this. "Amen Cannon added.

"Am I too naive? I just don't want to hurt anyone, I hope to save those people from the pain I have seen." Leonor said sadly.

"The people on the night owl's territory are so lucky to have you as their lord wife." Amen Cannon said softly. "If I can change the laws of this world, I will do it. But I can't, I hope you can. You can try to manage your lords with your methods first, but one thing, the night owl and your children need Come to Black Tower for education, I will teach him personally ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~

Leonor looked at Amen Cannon with puzzled and deceived eyes, and she began to suspect that Amen Cannon had told her so much to take away her child.

"Your children can have the idea of ​​you or the night owl," Amen Cannon explained with a sigh. "But he must learn to face the dark side of the world, no matter how great your idea is, only those who live can realize his idea."

"Do you think my child will die?" Leonor was surprised, then she looked at the night owl again and asked. "Or do you think Lord Night Owl will die?"

"We will all die. Any creature will usher in the end of life." Amen Cannon did not answer positively. "I just want to look after my friends' children."

Leonor still looks at Amen Cannon with distrustful eyes, but she is not stupid if someone threatens her and her child ’s life. Then giving the child to Amen Cannon may make the child safer.

As she tried to answer Amen Cannon, Ye Xiao walked towards them. He had a sweet stew in his hand, and the fragrance of the food was mixed with the cooking smoke. He came over and smiled and handed the wooden bowl and spoon in his hand to Leonor.

Leonor hopes to take back what she said to Amen Cannon before, and she begins to hate to express her determination with such words. Ye Xiao did not see her talking with Amen Cannon, nor did she tell Ye Xiao what they were talking about. She felt that there was no need to worry him, what would happen would always happen, she just didn't believe that tragedy would happen to this gentle and fair man.

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