infodatos Chapter 101 Sachet
Chapter 101 Sachet
Chapter 101 Sachet
Sobbing on the westernmost side of the peninsula.
Xia Tong rode the Torret and slowly stopped near a dilapidated hut.
"If I hadn't seen the outline of a building in the distance, I would have completely forgotten that there was a merchant on the border."
Xia Tong couldn't help but feel fortunate.
Afterwards, he lit up the blessing point not far away, rested for a while, and then slowly walked towards the lonely little dilapidated house.
The small, dilapidated house was surrounded by desolate grasslands, with the sea wind howling around it.
Next to the dilapidated house, a rather fat donkey was tied up.
Speaking of which, although the Sobbing Peninsula is rainy and humid all year round, the aquatic plants are exceptionally abundant.
This donkey must have eaten its fill, otherwise it wouldn't be so plump and strong with such a shiny coat.
At this moment, when it saw Xia Tong coming, it only slightly raised its eyelids, snorted, and continued to lower its head to eat grass.
Clearly, Xia Tong looked unremarkable and did not arouse its interest.
Upon entering the small, dilapidated house, Xia Tong discovered that the things inside were also very simple.
There was no decent furniture, only a few broken wooden boxes and a simple bed in the inner room.
The wood used to build the house was also very old, with the gaps filled with dry grass, but it was barely able to withstand the continuous rain from the Sobbing Peninsula.
"oh----"
"We haven't had any customers for a long time."
An old voice rang out.
"—What are you seeking by coming all the way to such a remote place?"
They seemed to sense that someone was coming.
The wandering merchant sitting by the fire turned to look at Xia Tong and said slowly.
His voice was hoarse, carrying a sense of world-weariness.
"Why are all these homeless merchants dressed the same?"
Looking at his signature dark red heavy robe and large wide-brimmed hat, Xia Tong couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"What I seek is to be the King of Elden."
Xia Tong had a sudden inspiration and replied half-jokingly.
"oh?!"
The wandering merchant exclaimed in surprise, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cloudy eyes.
He pulled up a chair from the side and gestured for her to sit down: "Please sit down!"
Xia Tong then laughed and waved her hand, indicating that she was just saying it casually to lighten the mood.
"No, the faded ones."
The businessman's tone turned serious: "Your eyes tell me you're not just saying that."
"You possess the will to become king."
"But there is still a long way to go before becoming king."
The wandering merchant's eyes, which seemed to see right through people, were fixed on Xia Tong.
A brief silence fell over the air.
"You still don't know the elder's name?"
Xia Tong glanced at his gray beard and decided to skip over that heavy topic.
"Sigh—I don't even care about my own name anymore."
"I've been here for over a decade. It's a wonderful place. There's no fighting, no noise. It's located at the southernmost tip of the continent, a forgotten corner."
The elderly, wandering merchant turned to look at the distant meadows and sea of clouds outside the window, and said in a calm tone, "You don't need to know my name. I've always been a reclusive merchant."
"A reclusive merchant."
Xia Tong murmured these four words softly.
In his memory, almost all reclusive merchants hid in remote corners of the border region, and under normal circumstances, almost no one could find them.
For example, the one in front of him, or the guy underground in the Shifra River.
Let me see your products.
Xia Tong stopped wasting time and got straight to the point.
Only then did the wandering merchant slowly sit up, stretch, and open his bag.
Xia Tong glanced at it.
There is a portable light.
This thing can be hung on your waist to provide light, it doesn't take up your hands, it's very convenient.
But Xia Tong doesn't need that; he already has the "Starlight" magic taught by Teacher Se Lian, which is brighter and lasts longer.
Then I looked at the two-handed greatsword.
He no longer needs them; he has more weapons than he can use, and now he can use the more comfortable "Hound Fangs".
As Xia Tong flipped through the pages, her eyes suddenly lit up.
He discovered something that sent a jolt through him.
Those were three stone sword keys!
My God!
Xia Tong was overjoyed.
I was originally worried about how to unlock the "Border Heroes' Graveyard" in the Drifting Graveyard.
Now the problem is easily solved.
He immediately asked, "May I ask, elder, how much will the keys to these three stone swords cost?"
"Two thousand runes per rune."
The businessman held up two fingers and said casually.
Upon hearing his words, Xia Tong froze, almost petrified.
At this moment, Xia Tong only had about two thousand runes in his pocket.
I've spent almost all of it on upgrades.
Xia Tong opened her mouth, wanting to bargain.
The wandering merchant glanced at Xia Tong and shook his head: "I'm already a recluse."
Whether these things sell or not is irrelevant to me.
Therefore, no discounts will be offered.
"snort.--"
Xia Tong was helpless.
We had no choice but to accept this cruel reality.
So he reluctantly spent his last savings to buy a stone sword key.
At this moment, he was truly penniless.
Moen City.
The seaside terrace next to the square.
This is Elena's favorite place to be.
Although she is blind, she can sit here and feel the sea breeze, smell the faint salty smell, and hear the sound of waves crashing against the rocks.
Moreover, that night, she and Lord Xia Tong crossed the mixed-race people in the square to get here temporarily to avoid the limelight.
Although they only enjoyed a moment of peace, they were discovered by other hybrids.
However, this was still one of the few experiences that Elena found both thrilling and heartwarming.
Therefore, she enjoys sitting here reminiscing.
At this moment, she was tightly holding a holy mark on her finger.
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That was a catalyst that her father, Edgar, had specially found for her, hoping that she would have some ability to protect herself.
Because she is blind, Elena cannot learn by reading prayer books; her father dictates them to her.
The time a person spends alone is the time he spends carefully contemplating knowledge and reflecting on it alone.
She closed her lifeless eyes, her fingers gently tracing the rough lines on the holy mark.
A faint golden light flickered at her fingertips.
That is the precursor to the most basic "restoration" prayer.
Although faint, it was so pure that it contained not a single impurity.
Her father Edgar's voice echoed in her mind: "Feel the flow of the Golden Law, carefully feel the sound of its resonance."
"It's like—like the sound of waves crashing against a cliff."
Irene has always suffered because of her congenital blindness.
However, in the process of learning to pray, she found that she was able to calm down more easily than others.
I even heard my father say that some monks would deliberately cover their eyes in order to learn profound prayers, so as to see the "inner light" or "illusion of flames" more clearly.
Therefore, her congenital blindness gave her a purity of mind that was unmatched by ordinary people when she learned to pray.
"If I learn to pray and strive to become stronger, maybe I'll have a chance to help Lord Xia Tong in the future —"
For a girl who is not yet twenty years old.
The image of Xia Tong, a man who suddenly entered her life and saved her, her home, and her father, is firmly imprinted in her mind and cannot be erased.
She even reminisced about the days she went on adventures with Xia Tong all the time.
Those nights spent camping in the wild, talking with Melina, sharing my girlish thoughts with her.
It was very quiet around, with only the occasional call of a seabird flying by.
Elena sat quietly on the stone bench, facing the sea.
Suddenly, those unfocused big eyes blinked somewhat confusedly.
She turned her head slightly, as if listening to the "presence" that had suddenly appeared in the air.
"Who is it?"
Her voice was soft, tinged with a barely perceptible tension, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes.
Because at this distance, if the other party had malicious intent, she wouldn't have time to dodge.
Xia Tong did not speak.
I just watched her quietly.
It felt like I was transported back to that day, to the roadside next to the sacrificial bridge, to the scene where I first saw this girl.
She did the same then, timidly asking, "Who's there?"
Xia Tong arrived via a blessing point behind Moen Castle, so quietly that no one knew what was happening.
"It's me..."
'
Xia Tong's voice suddenly rang out.
This startled Elena.
Then she jumped up in surprise.
"Lord Xia Tong!"
She shouted.
She opened her arms as if to embrace him, but then shyly pulled them back.
Her reaction just now was extremely rude.
"How come you appeared without making a sound?"
Irene's voice trembled with a hint of joy, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
"I came here specifically to give you something."
As she spoke, Xia Tong took out a small object from her bosom.
It was a simple sachet made of coarse linen.
Although the stitches weren't very fine, the opening was tied very tightly, which Xia Tong had sewn herself.
"Reach out your hand."
Elena obediently spread her hands out, palms facing upwards.
Xia Tong gently placed the sachet in her palm.
"This is----?"
Irene instinctively picked up the soft little bag.
Before Xia Tong could explain, a strange, sweet fragrance wafted into her nose.
How to describe this taste?
It resembles a tranquil lake at night, or a forest after the rain.
The mere scent brings a sense of peace and tranquility; any restlessness or anxiety seems to be quickly soothed by this serenity.
"This sachet contains dried flowers that I made primarily from Torina water lilies."
"Then some root resin was added as a fixative."
Xia Tong gently patted her shoulder: "Don't feel pain, at least try to stay calm."
"You always overthink things, so you can't sleep well at night, right? This can help you sleep."
Elena nodded slowly, her eyes slightly red, and softly hummed in agreement.
Then, she carefully put the sachet into her bosom.
"Lord Xia Tong, will you be staying for dinner?"
Elena looked up and asked, her voice filled with a hint of hope.
"certainly."
Xia Tong smiled and said, "I have some things to discuss with Lord Edgar."
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