Delfien seemed to be so focused that she didn't even notice Brando walking up to her. Brando looked at the prime minister's daughter's slender neck that was exposed because she was burying her head in her work. There was a layer of fine hair on it that reflected the light of the bonfire.
She held a charcoal pencil and drew a map in her diary. Speaking of which, this prime minister's daughter was worthy of her status as a noble lady. Her art skills were quite outstanding. Not only was she good at sketching and oil painting, she even knew how to carve and have some understanding of murals. She could write poetry and was very accomplished in literature. She was also very talented in music and religion. It was said that she had joined the Holy Cathedral Choir when she was a girl and was deeply admired by Valla.
But such a person's heart was so stubborn that it was almost twisted. Brendel could only sigh at the fact that there was no perfect person in this world, or perhaps it was because she pursued perfection too much that she left behind such a flaw.
He stood quietly behind her and didn't say anything. He knew that Delfien had long noticed his arrival. He didn't deliberately hide his presence. This prime minister's daughter never relaxed her vigilance of her surroundings. She was a woman as sensitive as a cat.
Speaking of which, the diary in Delfien's hand was returned to her by him. The charcoal pencil in her hand paused on the page of the diary. "I thought my lord would scare me behind my back. Unfortunately, I was already prepared to show a panicked expression."
"Do I have such a bad taste?"
"This is a taste, my lord. You really don't understand a girl's heart at all."
Brando stared at Delfien. He really couldn't see where in her heart a girl's heart was. It was more likely that she was full of schemes. Who would really dare to treat her as an ignorant girl? That was really the side of Goddess Elaine that represented misfortune.
He looked at the map Delfien drew in the diary. "Are you still calculating that?"
"I have to make sure that nothing goes wrong, my dear lord." Delphine held the diary with both hands and exhaled softly at the opened pages, blowing away all the charcoal ash and bread crumbs on it.
She closed the diary, then moved away from the blanket she was sitting on. She patted the blanket and motioned for Brando to sit over.
Brando looked at her and sat down.
He really did have something to say to this woman.
"Do you still remember what you said last time?"
"Did I say that I wanted to be your woman?" Delfien looked at him charmingly. "Do you have any physical needs that you want me to help you with, my lord?"
Brando almost choked. He knew that she was definitely doing it on purpose. This woman was very flirtatious in front of him.
"Let's be serious.
"Is this not serious enough?" Delfien playfully leaned over and mischievously breathed into his ear. With a hoarse voice, she rubbed her throat and said, "You don't have any children yet, my lord. Although I can't help you give birth, your little elven princess is looking over here. Do you want me to help you teach her something?"
Brando was so scared that he subconsciously looked back. But other than the bonfire in the darkness that looked like starlight, he could see nothing.
The prime minister's daughter couldn't help but laugh so hard that she was swaying back and forth. Tears even fell from her eyes.
"So cute, my lord."
She sighed.
Brando's face was so dark that it looked like it was going to drip water.
Delfien laughed so hard that it looked like she was going to roll on the blanket. Brando waited for her to finish laughing. The prime minister's daughter's face was flushed. She looked at him a little embarrassedly and stuck out her tongue.
"I haven't been this happy in a while, my lord."
"You are happy."
"Why, are you angry?"
"Not yet." Brando felt Delfien's head leaning on his shoulder. A hint of fragrance came from her hair. "Last time, you didn't mention the specific location mentioned in the Jadeite Riddle because you said you were still guessing. Today, you asked us to go to Somia. Did you find something?"
"It's a little interesting." Delfien answered in a low voice like an obedient little girl. "The Jadeite Riddle uses the Sanilche Riddle to transmit information. This is an ancient encryption method. Legend has it that it came from the riddle of the Sanilche Riddle, the Golden Folk who live on the Golden Hill. Each line has sixteen words, and the number of lines must be a multiple of seven. The relationship between words and lines is the first level of the riddle. How to read it is contained in the riddle. But to solve this riddle, you need to be familiar with the meaning of the Sanilche Riddle. This is the second level of the riddle. The final answer to the riddle is how to arrange and combine the answers to each riddle. This is the third level of the riddle. As long as you get any one of them wrong, the final answer you get will be very different. "
Brando had a headache just listening to her, but he didn't know why the prime minister's daughter suddenly mentioned this to him. He knew the Sanilche Riddle. They lived in a country called the Golden Hill. The Golden Folk were especially fond of guessing riddles. It was said that the Bronze Dragons were related to them. Their nostalgia for riddles remained in their blood and was passed down from generation to generation.
However, the Sanilche Riddle was destroyed in the era before the Golden Hill. Their inheritance had long been lost. No one could even find the location of the Golden Hill.
Delfien leaned on him and continued, "This encryption method has existed for a long time. I have only seen it in some ancient books. It's no wonder that Chariot and the others don't know this riddle. My lord, do you know about the Ronisa Ruins?"
Brando thought for a moment before remembering that place. The discovery of the Ronisa Ruins was quite famous. The person who discovered it was a Countess named Ronisa. She discovered the ancient ruins in her own territory. At first, it was even said that it was the ruins of the Babel Fortress, but in the end, it was found that it was not. However, the prehistoric civilization in the ruins was not inferior to Valhalla at all. The only difference was that Valhalla still existed, but the ruins were already gone.
He nodded.
"The scholar in charge of the excavation of the ruins was Master Abbott. He invited me to be his assistant."
"Wait, he invited you?"
"My other identity is an honorary member of the Cruz Royal Geographical and Historical Society. How about it? My lord, do you feel that you have gained my favor?"
"Of course not." Brando thought, "What does this have to do with the Jade Riddle?"
"Of course it has something to do with it. When the Ronisa Ruins were excavated, we found that the words engraved on the metal tablets were also encrypted using the Sanilche Riddle method. Think about it. The two places thousands of miles apart have different cultures, inheritances, customs, and languages. But in a certain era in history, they showed amazing consistency. "
Brando faintly felt something that he couldn't grasp flashing through his mind. He frowned and asked, "What does that mean?"
"It means that it's very interesting, isn't it? My lord's Orb of Nature is called the Orb of Nature in Wohnde, but in Ninephoenix, it has the name of the Heart of the Azure Dragon. Although the names are very different, in the end, they are the same thing. Some things run through our history, like an invisible hand manipulating our fate. Those 'mercenaries' are Rubik people. "
Brando certainly knew that Adney and the others were Rubik people. The Knights did not hide their belief in God Ra. But what did Delfien mean by that? Did Adney and the others also come for something similar?
Perhaps it was possible. Wohnde had the Azure Lance, Ninephoenix had the Jade Dragon Sword, so why couldn't Rubik have a similar legend? He suddenly recalled the grey light that he had seen in Rosaleen that day, and he suddenly understood why the knights had come looking for him.
But he couldn't get that thing out, so he couldn't help but feel a little troubled.
"You solved the riddle?"
"Yes."
Delfien leaned her cheek on his shoulder and replied, "My lord, a lot of ancient information in this world has been encrypted in the same way. Some are riddles of Thaniel, some are Dragon Prayers. My understanding of these knowledge is only superficial, but other than me, there are not many people in this world who can solve them. I will definitely make you feel that it's worth it."
"Don't think of yourself as something that can be bought and sold, Miss Delfien."
"Being bought and sold means that it has value. I'd rather be a rare commodity than a mediocre mediocre person."
Brando shook his head. He really couldn't understand this woman's way of thinking. He didn't intend to persuade her. He only asked, "Where is it?"
"It's in the south of the Sea of the Dying Moon, deep under the dry sea in the lowlands. At present, I can only confirm this much."
The Sea of the Dying Moon was a vast inland sea, but in the past, it used to be even more vast. In the past thousand years, this inland sea had been shrinking, leaving behind a dry seabed. In the south of the Sea of the Dying Moon, a lowland swamp area was formed. This was the place that Delfien mentioned.
This lowland had always been a forbidden area, and it was the same for the undead. It was an area similar to the Black Forest. Although this forest was different, it was also full of danger.
Brando nodded. He thought that the answer to the riddle of the jadeite should also be in this area.
After an unknown period of time, Delfien seemed to have lost her breath. He turned his head and found that the Prime Minister's daughter had fallen asleep with her head down. She snuggled up to him tightly, her expression was very peaceful, and even her breathing seemed to have become gentle.
The diary slipped from her hand, and the charcoal pencil fell to the side. Brando sighed, pulled up the blanket from the ground, and covered her.
The Prime Minister's daughter seemed to have had a good dream, and her slender eyebrows slightly relaxed.
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