Ancient documents are several sets of documents compiled by the leaders of the fairy clan who survived in the ancient times, in order to be grateful to the gods of creation.

This includes knowledge of many aspects such as astronomy and geography. The most complete ones are preserved today, and there are only two categories, one is ancient characters and the other is ancient historical documents.

Because of the relationship with the **** of creation, the historian who compiled ancient historical documents did not dare to mix in personal affair, and the patriarch of the fairy clan did not dare to interfere.

It can be said that the entire set of ancient historical documents is the most objective and true history book, and there is absolutely no falsehood in it.

That's why Master Dewey smiled and scolded me: "I really don't know the heights of the boy, please remember it, the ancient documents are the most true, there is no doubt, don't talk like this in the future, you will be laughed at."

Facing Master Dewey’s earnest persuasion, I remained unmoved and still insisted: “Foster father, I am not talking nonsense. Perhaps most of the records in historical documents are facts, but regarding the activation of the artifact, it is Incorrect."

Seeing my generous statement, Master Dewey also felt something was wrong, so he asked: "Well, you can give me a reason. As long as it is true and appropriate, I will believe you."

"It's not only the purest fairy royal bloodline that can activate the artifact" I said in a sonorous tone: "I can too."

"Can you too?" Master Dewey frowned slightly: "What can you do too?"

"I said I can also activate the artifact."

Master Dewey suddenly relaxed, he laughed, and said, "Are you kidding me? Well, this joke is quite funny."

"Foster father!" I solemnly said: "I am not joking, what I said is true!"

Next, I will talk to him about the ins and outs of activating the crown of kings.

Master Dewey was silent for a long while, and said with difficulty: "What you said...is true?"

I nodded: "It is true, there is no falsehood."

"This...impossible" Master Dewey murmured: "How can ancient documents be wrong, how can they be wrong..."

Master Dewey stared at the teacup blankly, his eyes full of struggle.

I understand that it is extremely difficult to overthrow the cognition that has been formed for many years, and its difficulty is comparable to that of a constipated hemorrhoid patient forcing a bowel movement.

After a long time, Master Dewey's eyes condensed and said, "Apart from you, is there anyone else who can activate the artifact?"

This question asks, besides me, do anyone else have the opportunity to touch the artifact?

I shook my head: "I don't know."

Master Dewey seemed to have noticed his gaffe. He eased his gaze first, then squeezed out a smile, and said gently, "I am excited. How could anyone else have the opportunity to touch the artifact except you."

After a long silence, he faintly said: "Ancient literature shouldn't be wrong, maybe you are an outlier on this Hefeng continent."

Hearing this, I was surprised.

He was right, I was indeed a different kind of Hefeng Continent, not only a different kind, I am not even a person of this world...From the perspective of birth.

Master Dewey sighed and restored his original expression. He calmly said: "However, whether you are a stranger or not, you are my son. One more thing is that you can activate the artifact. Don’t go out in public. The fewer people you know, the safer you are."

Hearing his sincere remarks, his concern, beyond words, I couldn't help being moved.

Although the contact with Master Dewey was only accidental, and our races were different, when we opened our hearts to each other, we became really close to each other.

Just waiting to continue the conversation, suddenly someone came to report that the two majesty were about to come, so he quickly changed the topic from worrying and melancholy before to watching flowers and birds, and tasting teasers.

Not long after, two queens appeared one after another at the gate of the back garden.

The fairy queen floated in front, and the fairy queen followed.

Seeing the two from a distance, I hurriedly got up to give salutes, while Master Dewey nodded slightly to say hello.

After the two queens were seated separately, the fairy queen said, "Is it because the palace is not well, making it difficult for Master Dewey to sleep?"

"The bedroom is very good," Master Dewey said: "It's just that this man, he feels less when he gets older, but he wants to take his son and grandson around, but it's a pity."

He shook his head, looked at my eyes, and shook his head again.

I can't help feeling frustrated: Blame me? I wanted to bring out the child directly, but because of the laws of the Hefeng Mainland, and the other because of the war that I don't know when it would start, I had to worry about it every day.

Having said that, who wouldn't want to do happy things with many fiancees every day!

Bah, this **** law!

Bah, this **** war!

After secretly venting, I finally feel better.

When I was about to sit down, I saw the Elf Queen winking at me, and then glanced at the teapot on the table. I immediately understood, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for each of the three big men, and then poured it for myself. After a cup, I just sat down leisurely.

While sipping tea, listening to the fairy queen and Master Dewey chatting, it is mostly mundane, but from time to time it will be mixed with political foreshadowing, making a good conversation hidden mystery, making the audience fearless.

This mysterious and hidden way of dialogue sounds to me like the feeling that people often say, "A good fart, let you put it in pieces."

I really want to say something like: Can you still chat happily?

But the big guy is the big guy. The fairy queen and Master Dewey enjoyed this process very much. They not only talked freely, but even chatted happily. They seemed to be caught in a trap if they were not paying attention. The way is accustomed.

It really made me ashamed.

Talking freely did not stop until dusk was approaching, when someone reported that the banquet was ready.

The fairy queen smiled and said: "The sudden arrival of Master Dewey before, and the failure to arrange the welcome ceremony in time. It was really impolite. Now I just prepared a dinner party, and the right is to be the master."

Master Dewey smiled back and said, "Your Majesty has a heart."

Hearing that the banquet was set up properly, I immediately ordered someone to go to my home to make a report. Upon seeing this, the fairy queen smiled and said, "Xiaoyi, this child is really the caregiver."

Master Dewey smiled slightly and said: "Gu's man is good, he values ​​love and justice, and he also has a destination in his heart, he won't run around and mess around."

The fairy queen said again: "Men have aspirations in all directions and always look after their homes. They will be depressed."

"That's not necessarily." Master Dewey shook his head and said with a laugh: "Xiaoyi has many beautiful wives. Even if he wants to kill his will, he is afraid of powerlessness. Maybe in the end, many of his achievements are caused by these beautiful wives. It was forced out."

The fairy queen laughed and said, "That's not unreasonable."

The straight hair I listened to was blindfolded, and I didn't know whether these two people were praising me, belittling me, or were they fighting in a different way?

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