Morning dew after the rain, Lyon hearing the phrase from Eaton at that time, felt an inexplicable familiarity. So this is a kind of tea. When the dusty memory box was opened, Lyon immediately recalled a series of memories regarding morning dew after the rain. He used to drink morning dew after the rain. This is Jon's favorite green leafed tea, the tea is light green in color, the tip of the tea leaves moved up and down in hot water, looking at the green color, brought a feeling of enlightenment as if peering at a lush forest.

As for the taste, Lyon can't recall. It's supposed to taste like water with a bitter taste, right? Because this is the type of tea old man Jon likes.

“Is there anything strange about the morning dew after the rain?” Leon asked Jon.

Jon's face had not changed, but there was a twinkle in his eyes: “There is nothing strange about it. Very ordinary tea, you have also drunk, and your parents have also drunk, but… “

“But if there is anything strange to say, there is only one possibility.”

“What possibility?” Leon asked hurriedly. Jon did not answer immediately, but asked the mute servant to step out first, and then slowly said, “The tea seedlings that morning dew after the rain doesn't come from this world, but came with me from another world.”

Before Jon had finished, Lyon said, “Well, since count Eaton is not here for you, but for the morning dew after the rain, I will later send an invitation to count Eaton to come to the manor for tea tomorrow night.”

He didn't want to hear Jon's stories of other worlds at all.

With that, Leon turned and left. Jon, on the other hand, looked at Angel's tea box and fell into silence.

The moisture is dense and the smoke is spa.r.s.e.

Angel lay the cup on the carved table and looked at the tea in the transparent cup, rising and falling under the scour of boiling water.

This is the morning dew after the rain. There seems to be nothing unusual about it.

Angel privately likes to drink strong tea with milk flavoring, full-bodied milk with tea residue glued to the mouth, tongue sticking out and rolling to take away the final rhyme, feeling extreme bliss. Jon always likes to tease him. Children like to drink milk. So in order to show his mature side in front of Jon, he usually drinks tea with that tastes of bitter vegetation in front of him.

As for the morning dew after the rain, he drank countless times, tastes the bitter, return with sweet. There was nothing special about the drink, but why did count Eaton ask his brother about the morning dew after the rain? Is it true, as the mentor said, that they have doubts about the origin of the tea seedling?

Angel pondered for a moment, but could not come up with an answer, and went on to look at some of the materials sorted out in his mentor's bookcase.

The vast majority of these materials are knowledge of the Canary Empire and neighboring countries, including language, culture, history, characters, medicine, astrology, and so on.

After reading a heroic epic eulogizing the soldiers at sea, Jon commented at the bottom: the language is exquisite and the rulers have so many words of praise that it is impossible to speculate on possible historical authenticity. It can be used as a supplement to the historical data of Hailen empire. Jon liked to study physical data and biological morphology in his earlier years, but later found that some of the data representing physical constants did not follow the same rules on earth. This made him really aware of the oddities of the world, so in recent years, he prefers to sort out and study some literary history.

The Canary Empire and the surrounding countries do not seem to have a position called historian. It can be said that the historical data compiled by Jon over the past decade or so is unique. Angel was also interested in the historical materials recently collated by his mentor, so he took a very serious look.

After rummaging through the historical materials, Angel saw the beginning of the next sheepskin roll, Jon annotated a paragraph in Chinese:

“There are not many people in this world, and the basic universal knowledge has not appeared.”

“As the name for the macro living environment, ancient China had the concept of a sphere, although containing cognitive errors, but there is already a concept of the a living planet. People in this world, a world full of life, are only limited to concept of the state, but have no concept of the macro unity. I hope to find the name of this planet (world) in other literature. If I can't find it, I'll name it later. “

After that, Jon began to doc.u.ment some of the universal values of the people of the world.

Angel, as a native, was naturally very clear, so he only read it a little and opened another volume.

“Guide to the Application of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine in this World”, this is a volume in all Chinese characters, it is estimated that only Angel and Jon know what it means in this world.

Unwittingly, twilight came, and the firewood was lit in the fireplace by the servant. The warm fire, the rustling of insects in the yard, and the crow's cry from elsewhere, it was another gentle night.

On the other hand, on the plain not far from the town of Grud, rows of makes.h.i.+ft tents were surrounded by burning campfires, especially in the middle of the tent group, there was a huge and gorgeous black Phnom Penh tent.

The rest of the tents, like the stars and the moon, protected the black tents. This is the temporary station Eaton Monne.

A makes.h.i.+ft garrison, but the black tent was not Eaton's. In the camp of Monne. The glow of the moon, freezing winds blowing, no trees for cover, even the armour clad knights also began to tremble. When the Earl of Eaton saw this, he ordered a pair of garrison knights to patrol outside the camp, and all the rest stay by the campfire. After the arrangement, count Eaton paced slowly into the ornate black-roofed tent, and as soon as he entered the tent, his majestic expression, which had just given orders, was immediately removed and replaced with a look of reverence and flattery.

There is not much decoration in the tent, but everything held wonderful meaning. In one corner of the tent, an old man with a white beard in a black robe was writing hard, with a crystal ball floating strangely around him.

There seemed to be fog contained in the crystal ball, and the white-bearded old man looked at the crystal ball from time to time, and then buried his head in writing. Eaton looked to the crystal ball, but he felt dizzy and quickly moved his eyes to the other side.

“Have you found the morning dew after the rain?” A hoa.r.s.e, low voice came from the white-bearded old man's mouth. With a trace of fear, Eaton explained today's conversation with Leon Pat at Pat Manor.

“Oh?” The old man with a white beard put down his quill and blew the blood-red ink on the dry paper. “Although the other party did not know about the morning dew after the rain, his face changed slightly when he saw the wooden box. Is there something wrong with the maker of this wooden box, or does he know the maker? “

Eaton stole a peek at the pattern while eyeing the paper, and the blood-red lines drew a roll of waves, and then there were strange lines and symbols in the middle. As soon as he looked at it, Eaton felt his eyes sore.

“The magic pattern of this scroll is called ‘rolling waves'. For the war with Hailen this is useful to you. ” After a pause, the old man with white beard said: “It is a pity that you have no talent. Otherwise, you would be able to return to the family this time, I would be able to take you out of the Old Land.” Eaton looked pale: “Father…. I would be satisfied if you take both Allen and his sister. As for me, it's okay to stay away from the family. ” The old man with white beard sighed at first, but then thought of his two grandchildren, his eyes soon soothed a lot as he said: “The talent of wizards has always been rare… Even in some places, there is not even one in ten thousand, and it is already a blessing for our family to be able to be connected to two talented people. Moreover, Alan and Irene are my grandchildren, and I will naturally take good care of them. “

“It's a pity that my talent is not high. I guess in a few years, I'll have to rely on my grandchildren.” When the old man with white beard had finished, he turned his eyes to the wooden box on the table.

“It's an interesting carving, but the lines on it don't fluctuate, so they're just ordinary carvings, aren't they?” The old man with white beard shook his head and could not find a caster in this old land, where even the fluctuations of elements are imprisoned, and wizards who did not depend on elements, such as mystical side and blood side, could not find the corresponding materials in this continent… After all, this is a forgotten continent.”Since Leon won't tell the truth, don't blame me.” Eaton, with his hands around forming a fist, flashed a faint, cold light in his eyes: “It's about my father's promotion. It's too important!” Tonight I'll have Mal lead two teams of iron cavalry and level Pat Manor! ” The old man with white beard did not speak, but acquiesced. Although he belongs to the White Wizards, which will not take the initiative to kill ordinary people, but since it is related to his own promotion, it is no harm to kill a few people. Besides… White wizards are good wizards in the eyes of ordinary people. This is a joke. The opposition between white wizards and black wizards lies in the different ideas of the use of magic. Other values are actually the same, but they are too lazy to kill more than necessary. Eaton discussed with his father some of the problems after Alan and Irene left, and was ready to leave. At this moment, Chief Mal suddenly knelt outside the tent to see him. “Informing the count that, just now, Viscount Leon, the master of Pat Manor, sent a messenger and sent an invitation.”