The little girl appeared to be only eleven or twelve years old, and her forehead only reached up to Sally's chest. She was wearing a grey linen robe that was commonly seen everywhere, so she was quite unremarkable. However, the pair of orange leather boots with tassels on them made her extremely eye-catching. Her blinking eyes were filled with innocence at first glance, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curled up, revealing a hint of slyness.
Sally opened her mouth and wanted to answer, but when her eyes locked on the little girl's hair, her smile suddenly froze.
The little girl had a head of dazzling red hair.
"It's just … a bone fragment."
Sally slightly pursed her lips. When she answered, there was a moment of confusion in her mind. Didn't the "she" that Roddy mentioned have a head of red hair?
Although there were all kinds of hair colors in the kingdom, red hair was extremely rare. At least, Sally had never heard of it in the territory of Efta … So she always wanted to know, who was the woman that made Roddy absent-minded for a long time every time he mentioned her?
Was that woman called "Naifei"?
Looking at the little girl in front of her, Sally remembered that Roddy said he was already 37 years old. Suddenly, a sad "association" popped up in her mind. If this little girl was related to Roddy, could she be Roddy's …
Daughter … daughter?
"Sister, what are you thinking about?"
"Hmm? Uh … Nothing, I just think you're very cute. "Sally squatted down and raised the die in her hand. She asked," Why are you asking about this? "
"Because it's glowing."
The little girl's answer made Sally a little surprised. She raised her hand and looked at the die in her hand. The gray bone surface had become abnormally smooth because of her long time rubbing it. It could be said to be "reflective", but it was impossible for it to be "glowing".
"But I don't see any light."
Sally glanced around. The little girl didn't seem to have any parents. She quickly suppressed her unrealistic thoughts. She felt that she was a little crazy … Just because she saw red hair, she became so sensitive. In the end, she was really ruined by that bastard.
The little girl smiled, revealing her white and neat teeth. She pointed at Sally and said, "Actually, your body is also glowing. It's just that it's covered, so I can't see clearly."
The Templar Guard at the side only treated her as a cute but strange child, and spoke with a rough voice: "Are your parents not here? It's easy to get lost by yourself. "
"I'm not afraid, hehe." She tossed her head and a small red braid was tossed behind her ear. "I came out with Uncle Sam. He's over there-"
As she said that, she pointed at a group of people who were pushing a simple "handcart" out of the city and continued: "I just thought that the thing in your hand was very interesting, so I came to ask about it. Now that there's nothing else, I'll go first!"
The little girl was very generous, and her tone was very cheerful. But when she turned around, Sally suddenly asked: "Oh right, little girl, can I know your name?"
"Me? Just call me Camilla! "
Her defenseless appearance coupled with her sparkling eyes made the guards at the side smile involuntarily. Sally said softly: "Your hair is so beautiful. Does mother also have red hair? It's really rare to see such a color. "
"Mother is not a red hair." Camilla deliberately shook her head, which was very cute. Then she waved her hand and said: "I'm going, goodbye!"
After that, she ran away with light steps. Sally smiled, but in her heart, she was relieved. It seemed that she was thinking too much. The range of clues like "Naifei" and "red hair" was too wide. It was not that easy to find. She should not be so sensitive.
Sally shook her head, dispelled the original doubts in her heart, and turned around to walk towards the monastery.
On the other side, the little girl had already jumped onto the handcart pulled by the horse. Her legs were dangling in the air, and she was humming a song.
"What did you see? Why are you so happy? "
Uncle Sam was a farmer in Mogra Village. Every day when the market was open, he and the villagers would come to the city to sell some goods. This little girl sitting on the handcart was the daughter of the village's respected Lady Camilla. Although she liked to run around every time she came out, she was very sensible and never caused any trouble. Over time, every time she came to the market, her presence became a tacit agreement.
"Uncle Sam, I saw a little bone in a sister's hand. It's very interesting. I've never seen a bone that can glow before."
"Oh? That's very interesting. Oh right, this is the medicinal herb that Lady Camilla wanted me to buy. When you return to the village, bring it to her. "
"I thank you on behalf of my mother, Uncle Sam!"
"Little Naifei is so sensible."
Uncle Sam smiled. However, the little girl waved her little hand and protested, "Call me Camilla! My mother said that I shouldn't let others know my name outside. "
As she said that, she looked around. At this time, the group had already left the city and walked on a remote road in the countryside. There were no outsiders around.
"As you wish, Miss Camilla!"
Uncle Sam laughed. To them, Naifei was like a happy person. No matter where she went, she would bring laughter and happiness. Now, in the year 588, the 12-year-old Naifei was smiling innocently with them, enjoying the warm feeling brought by the sun on a sunny day.
As the sun set, Mogra Village came into view. Before reaching the village, the little loli jumped off the handcart and thanked Uncle Sam. After that, she skipped into the village. Naifei lived with her mother, Camilla. The place where they lived was in the northwest corner of the village. The location was a little remote, but it was not too far away.
Smoke curled up from the chimney. The red glow of the sunset reflected Naifei's red hair. The monotonous village seemed to have a touch of color because of her appearance.
The free-range hens clucked as they were scared away by Naifei. A shepherd dog ran over and rubbed itself against Naifei in an ingratiating manner. Naifei waved her hand and coaxed it for a long time before she finally got rid of the drooling dog. When she arrived in front of the thatched hut, Naifei sniffed and looked around with her big eyes. Then, she tiptoed into the hut.
Although she was still young, she was really smart. In a village with a high illiteracy rate, she knew more words than the count's housekeeper in the village. Not only that, she was also very smart. Even in a village with a high illiteracy rate, she knew more words than the count's housekeeper in the village.
"Naifei, have you forgotten the rules?"
When the gentle but dignified voice rang out, the little girl who was about to sneak into the house froze on the spot. Then, like a deflated balloon, she straightened her body and started to recite a series of sentences with strange pronunciation. There were a few words that were different from the Bringan language that caused Naifei to stumble. But in the end, she managed to recite all the words smoothly.
Lady Camilla did not give any comments. This meant that she had passed. Naifei breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the house. Then, she saw an old but thick bronze book on the shabby wooden table. She tiptoed and looked at the cover of the book. Because of the age of the book, the handwriting on the cover had become blurred.
"This is the next book you have to recite. From today onwards, you can start learning spells. You can only eat after you have memorized the first spell."
Naifei could only hear the voice but not see the person. Naifei replied honestly, "Yes, mother."
Then, she gulped down a few mouthfuls of saliva. Sitting in front of the table, she smelled the tempting aroma of food. She flipped open the old book and read out the words written in the High Elves language.
"Basic Arcane Spells."
*****
"Advanced Arcane Recharging Research …"
Similar words could be heard in the "Ancient Book Room" in the Wagra Ruins.
This time, it was Brody who spoke. The High Elves' language was similar to the Wood Elves' language, but in many aspects, it was complex and elegant. When he read it out, there was an indescribable cadence to it. When the old elf read out the words on the cover of the book, Roddy was standing behind him, looking down at the decaying Beastmen corpses.
It was obvious that Brody did not hide the importance he placed on the ruins. At daybreak, he hurriedly brought two groups of Wood Elves to the ruins and started searching for valuable "relics" without hesitation.
Roddy did not waste any time. He simply brought them to the "Ancient Book Room" that was originally sealed off. When he saw the books all over the floor, Brody's expression was very interesting. In Roddy's words, he was probably like a bandit seeing a pile of gold. The corner of his mouth almost cramped up!
However, compared to Brody's excitement, Roddy was actually not very interested in "arcane spells". Before he transmigrated, Roddy's second advanced profession was a purely physical "Berserker". Therefore, even after playing the game for seven years, he had never really used any spells.
In fact, his choice of profession was something that most people could not understand. A "Ranger" who was good at long-range attacks would definitely be the first choice for a "Mage" profession as a control support. Even if it was not a magical profession, an agile profession like "Assassin" would also be the best choice.
However, Roddy had chosen a Berserker. It was not because of the flashy dual-wielding weapons or the barbaric moves … The biggest reason was actually the anger in his heart. After Naify's death, his extreme desire for revenge made it impossible for Roddy to calm down and study any spells. Although the Berserker's combat skills were crude, it was the profession that suited his "mental state" best at that time.
In other words, Roddy's mentality was sick at that time. He needed an extreme fighting style to vent his inner emotions.
However, when time turned back and he once again had a chance to save everything, Roddy's heart also calmed down. Listening to Brody's muttering, he now had some interest in "arcane spells". He asked, "Can these books help you?"
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