boy and bone

The ferret who turned the pages of the book didn't realize the danger behind him.Suddenly, a yellowed towel swayed past his sight, and his neck tightened immediately.

The pupils of the ferret constricted. Someone was about to strangle him.His struggling hands grabbed back, it was a thin arm, and the breathing close to his ear proved that the person behind him was not too tall.

Before it was too late to be shocked, the ferret was strangled from the chair and leaned back.It really was that boy, the boy he picked up.It was an adult after all, and the ferret tightly grasped the towel tightened around its neck, playing with the boy with all its strength, leaving a chance to breathe.

In the confusion, the ferret knocked over the candlestick on the table, and the ferret, who had no sharp weapon in hand, grabbed the candlestick and threw it backwards.

When the young man saw the flames, he subconsciously trembled. Taking advantage of the young man's trance, the ferret bumped his head backwards. The young man was very close to him. This collision happened to cause quite a bump on the young man's forehead.

The ferret twisted free and faced him.

The boy was wearing his coat, and his figure was slightly rounder than adults, but slender compared to children. He looked about twelve or thirteen years old, and he still wore an unworldly face with a vigilant and dangerous look. The look on his face made the ferret feel that he was the bad guy.

"Calm down, I won't hurt you." The ferret tried to negotiate. He didn't intend to hurt others, but he didn't want to die in vain either.

"My name is Ferret Arion." The ferret slowed down, pointed to the boy, and looked at his coat: "You are wearing my clothes."

The boy's hanging hand was still tightly clutching the towel that almost killed him, and the boy's brown eyes stared straight at him, as if trying to penetrate him.

The hostility has not diminished in the slightest, the boy did not say a word or reply, and the atmosphere was deadlocked.

At this moment, a hollow and long hungry cry broke the deadlock.

Even the ferret was embarrassed: "Are you hungry?"

The ferret leaned slightly, took out the wooden food box from the trash can, opened the lid of the food box, and slowly handed it to the boy.

The ferret didn't dare to move too much, he treated the boy like a wounded beast in the woods, he didn't dare to disturb his hostility, and carefully comforted him.

The boy's tense expression obviously loosened for a moment, and the long-term hunger in his belly gradually turned into pain. He snatched the food box handed in front of him, but he didn't easily believe the kindness of outsiders. Putting the food up to his nose and smelling it, he can still distinguish the smell of several common spices, but there are also many strong aromas that he has never smelled before. He doesn't know what it is, he only knows that these smells hooked his tongue The roots were weak, and the young man couldn't hold back, since he didn't smell any poison from inside, then he temporarily believed in this strange man in front of him.

The boy grabbed the fried noodles with his bare hands and stuffed them into his mouth hungrily. The boy's cheeks were bulging, and a ring of red sauce hung from his mouth.

The ferret stood very politely at a side far away, staring at the young man who seemed to want to chew the food box into pieces, his eyes were full of surprise in his calm expression: Has he been hungry for a century?

The boy's eating posture was very vigorous, and the box of fried noodles seemed to be swallowed whole without chewing a few times.

The ferret was watching the boy's every move. He felt very uncomfortable just watching the boy's swallowing method. The careful ferret couldn't help it, and when the boy was about to choke, he poured a glass of A teacup filled with lukewarm water was placed on the floor at the boy's feet.

The young man picked up the teacup, and while he drank a few sips, he couldn't help looking at the person who had done this thoughtful gesture.

Probably full of water and food, the boy put down his teacup, picked up the towel he had just used to strangle someone, and wiped off the sauce on his hands and mouth.

"Thank you." The first words came out of the boy's mouth.

The ferret was taken aback, what did he say?

Seeing the other party's stunned look, the young man remembered that he was in a foreign land, and murmured: "Forget, you don't understand."

"No, wait a minute." The ferret seemed to understand some of the meaning, and this familiar but unfamiliar voice made a thought flash in his mind.He turned around and looked for the book on the table. It was a thin book about the size of a palm. Because it had been handed over several times, the writing on it was blurred and aged. The dry and thin pages seemed to be blown through by the wind. Go to the last two pages, according to the logo above, transform into your own language pronunciation: "...you, good."

This time it was Gray's turn to be surprised. He looked at the man squarely. The man's pronunciation was a bit distorted, but it was enough to make him feel kindly familiar. He tentatively asked with half surprise and half joy, "Do you understand Xilu?"

"I understand, a little bit." The ferret said in surprise, with a blunt pronunciation, "but you speak the ancient Westland language."

"Ancient Westland?" Gray wondered.

"Yes." The ferret's tone was incredible: "That was the language of Rao's period more than 200 years ago. It has been eliminated for a long time, and it is no longer used now. Where did you learn it?"

"You still use it so fluently? Did your family teach you?"

200 years ago...

200 years ago?

200 years ago! ! !

Gray had considered a hypothesis before: it must have taken a lot of effort to bring him back to this world after his bones were turned into ashes, so it is understandable for Gray to have a difference in time between his death and his awakening.

But what Gray didn't expect was that it would be so long after more than 200 years? ! More than 200 years are enough to make him miss many things.

"Let me ask you, what is this place?" Gray suddenly had a bad premonition.

"The Seventh Knight Academy..." the ferret said, but seeing the boy's expression as if he was not satisfied with his answer, the ferret continued to explain in detail: "It is located at No. 32, Fujindu Sting Spear Street, run by the Yishakel clan Territorial jurisdiction, Fujindu is a small city on the coast of the eastern territory of Yishakel, located on the east coast of the Western Continent."

clan?territory?Fujindu?

In an instant, all the memories of Gray's previous experience collapsed.

The Western Continent was the place he had fought for half his life, and his life was buried here. No one was more familiar with every plant and tree in the Western Continent than he was, but now, looking around, there was nothing he was familiar with.

In the same land as in the past, the surroundings are completely different.

During the time that passed unconsciously after his death and before his resurrection, what kind of changes happened here? !

He began to worry that something was getting out of hand.

He feared that they had failed.

"Cosmoto..." Gray said to himself, the word ingrained in his mind, the center of everything, his home.

Gray thinks there are always things left that he is familiar with.

"You take me back to Cosmoto, and I will reward you handsomely," Gray said.

The words and deeds of a young adult like a seasoned philistine made the ferret feel a little funny, but he just laughed secretly in his heart: "I don't know. I don't know the place you mentioned."

"You fucking fart!" The young man suddenly said angrily, "Cosmoto is an ancient capital, a thousand-year-old capital! The world-famous capital of the Western Continent, I have heard of it even when I couldn't read, yet you actually told me that you didn't know? !"

The ferret was taken aback by the boy's impatient temper, and then explained: "...there are more than 40 clan territories in the Western Continent. I may not have heard of the Cosmoto you mentioned."

The entire territory of the Western Continent has already transferred power to the Supreme Council of Elders, and even the most stubborn royal families have long been brought down by Kuris, and where did the "clan" come from? I have never heard of it old thing?

Gray realized in an instant that his hunch was right, and some things did not go according to Curris's pre-plan.

"If you want to go to that place, I can help you find it. I know there is a place that can help you find out about Ka...ka." The ferret saw this, and the boy's temperament was uncertain and hard to deal with. , It is better to get rid of this weird boy early.

Hearing this, Grai looked at this strange man. There was a lightning crack in the dark pupil, which is the characteristic of nocturnal species who are good at night vision. At the same time, it also means that if there is no suitable magic equipment around him, he will Can't cast magic.

Grai observes whether this man can cast magic power anytime and anywhere, not because he is worried that he will sneak up and attack him halfway. Grai's body cannot respond to all magic elements, so any attack containing magic is ineffective against him. , This is also the main reason why he is invulnerable.

Gray was worried that if this person disappeared while he was not paying attention, he would have nowhere to find another person who understood his language and was polite.

Since he is a nocturnal species, let him go wherever he goes, just keep an eye on him and don't let him touch any conductive equipment, so he won't be afraid of him running away.

"Okay." Gray nodded.

The ferret secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to calm the weird boy temporarily: "Button your clothes first, it's still raining outside."

Grai looked down at his body. The strange and wide coat was from the hood to the feet. Was this clothing also given by this person?

He didn't remember having clothes to wear when he passed out from hunger in the garbage.

The bones lying cross-legged on Grai's back were about to move. Grai clearly felt that the bones seemed to be impatiently stuffed under the clothes, and they always wanted to jump out eagerly. The dark bony fingertips pressed back.

The ferret didn't notice this secret move. He just carefully turned the round copper handle on the bedroom door that had been loose for a long time. The function of the handle is to unscrew the door lock without excessive force to make it fall off.

The ferret stepped out of the room, waited in the corridor outside the door, greeted the boy and signaled him to come out quietly.

Gray stared at this friendly-looking young man. The long corridor behind him was very bright. Gray turned his head to look at the small hexagonal window hanging high on the wall, as well as a bed and a table in the room. , the extremely simple and shabby furnishings, after a little thought, he dispelled the misunderstanding that he saw here when he woke up: it turns out that this is not a prison cell.