The Defeated Dragon

This is a box of seeds shaped like silkworm beans, but definitely not silkworm beans because of their brilliant colors. There are black, white, red, yellow, purple, green, blue, gray… all monochromatic, but different colors, many more than rainbow colors.

Some seeds can be seen with Magic Eye with faint magic, chaotic magic, and no color properties.

But most seeds do not have magic light.

“These are supposed to be seeds of the same type of plant, magic is magic seed, magic is ordinary seed?” Lister swallowed his saliva and quickly denied that judgment, "and no, the same green beans, some with magic, some without magic, other colors as well. ”

Silkworm beans of the same color should be the same, but exhibit both magic and no magic.

Moreover, silkworm beans with magic power vary in intensity, and even Lester finds that the magic of several silkworm beans is almost invisible.

“These… are probably stored too long, and the magic is lost to make them look like they are now? That these silkworm beans used to be magic seeds?” To think of it, his heart is even hotter, and so many varieties of magic potions are the rhythm of fortune.

But quickly, he frowned.

“There are magic seeds, but I don't have any elves. How do I grow them? ”

The potion grows inseparable from the influence of insect herbs, and once it is removed, the potion quickly loses its power and returns to normal plants. This box of magic seeds, very obviously, is not any plant known to Lester, nor does it naturally have a corresponding Pokémon.

So the idea of planting magic potion is just empty.

It's like a basin of cold water pouring from head to toe.

Heartfelt cold.

“Am I having a blank joy?” He beamed a little and quickly regained his composure, leaving twelve boxes to check slowly.

Maybe there are Pokémon in the back… it seems unlikely that Pokémon do not have such a long life.

By the same token, he opened the second box and immediately put it in the gemstone space for inspection - a box filled with seeds as well, but a flat seed. Golden yellow, small thumbnail size, is also a magic seed.

Some have magic, some have no magic.

The third box is the seed; the fourth box is the seed... until the tenth box is the seed of the magic potion. Each of these ten boxes contains different seeds, all of which Lester has never seen. Some like beans, some like grains, some as big as fists, some as small as sesame seeds.

Such an abundance and variety of magic seeds would have been an exhilarating harvest.

But the more Lister sees it, the more she feels her heart is jammed - the more light she gives to the seeds, not to the elves, which is that she can see but can't eat it, and she's in a hurry!

There are three last boxes left.

He opened the first box with a sad heart, and this time, the box was no longer a seed of magic, but a book. A neat book, stacked vertically, with complicated text on the spine of the book -- he could tell at a glance that it was solar.

It even identifies a lot of text.

The Diary of Philip Sun Descendants was not in vain.

“XXX Sun Tower XX build XX?” Lister sees the title of one of the books, the Sun is incomplete, but it seems to be a book about how the Sun Tower was built, and then he looks at the next one, "XXX transforms XX Bear X...”

The following copies, in similar formats, are all "XXX Transformation XX Eagle X", "XXX Transformation XX Panther X", "XXX Transformation XXXX" and so on.

Many Sun languages, Lester doesn't know, can only guess: “This, two, three, four, five, six books, seems to be about transformation, can the Son of the Sun be transformed into a bear, an eagle, a leopard or something? ”

He pulled out one of the XXX Transformation XX Bear X books, which were well kept and showed no signs of decay.

The seal is soft and delicate, feels like some kind of leaf, and the paper inside is very thin, in the same form as the note he found from the messenger drift bottle. Above the first page, there is a beautiful color painting, which Lester almost thought was a photograph if it wasn't for the lines.

The picture shows a giant bear, brown fur and big fangs.

Continue to turn the page, followed by the dense and numb Sun language, and at a glance, Lester finds that the Sun language he learned from the Diary of Philip Sun Descendants is simply not enough to support his reading. Sure, he knows a few solar languages, but he doesn't understand them at all.

“Dizzy, take the next one. ”

The next book is "XXX Transformation XXXX", the first color drawing, is a dolphin, so the title of this book should be "XXX Transformation XX Dolphin X". And the next one, a tree with colored paintings, is a walkable tree, so this book is called XXX Transformation XX Tree X.

And then there's the color painting of a big, fat bird that doesn't seem to fly and walk. Lester had never seen it before and couldn't be sure what it was called. Not even a comparable species can be found, it's a penguin-like posture, but it's like an overly swollen owl.

“Let's just call it the Animal, it's all translation names anyway, it doesn't matter if it's accurate or inaccurate. ”

So this book, called "XXX Transforms XX Animal X," you can see that the Son of the Sun transforms magic, including six kinds of bears, leopards, hawks, dolphins, trees, and animals.

“The magic that can be transformed reminds me of a profession like Druid. It seems that in Curtis Truth's legacy notes, Druid was mentioned, and it was listed alongside magicians, witches, alchemists, etc., perhaps the three Sun texts before the title, meaning ‘Druid’? ”

“Druid Transformation XX Bear X"? ”

The rest of the Sun language in the title of the book could not be guessed. He quickly dropped the book and continued reading it. But the next book, one of many titles in the Sun, he doesn't know, let alone guess what it means.

……

Second last box, or book.

This makes Lester a little confused, he likes to read books, but the Sun belongs to a foreign book, and with his vocabulary, he doesn't understand.

He's not an archeologist, he can spend a lot of time researching these books, summarizing them, and determining what each solar language means.

So...

These books work for him, and like those magic seeds, they all seem invaluable, but they're useless.

“There's only one last box left, don't tell me it's still a magic seed or a book.” Lester unnervingly opened the last box.

Suddenly.

The contents of the box are reflected in the curtains.

It's not a magic seed, it's not a Sun book.

Instead, it's a broken cane, a golden yellow cane, carved with a dense, hemp pattern of metal bars, and a decoration that looks like the sun is shining. The shining sun is in the center, set with a huge, fragmented golden gem.

Even in gemstone space, he still has the illusion of "bright blindness”, even if he is unable to look directly into his eyes.