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Chapter 1195 A person without a surname

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    Herago, the ruler of the Tallond continent - it is said that there are three dragon leaders, who are in charge of knowledge, technology and authority respectively. Among them, the master dragon of knowledge is Andal of wisdom, and the master dragon of technology is  He is not currently in Tallond, and the authoritative dragon is the formidable Helagor, an ancient dragon who once served the dragon god and raised the flag of rebellion, and is also the leader of the three ancient dragons.  one of.

    Even though Tallond has declined now, and even though the dragons even need to rely on the assistance of the Alliance to survive this cold winter, the powerful and awesome ancient dragon is still one of the individuals at the apex of all mortal kingdoms, so when you listen  After Heragor introduced himself, even Modile couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he opened his mouth and said: "Ah oh - this is really surprising."

    Then he shook his head: "What they told me was that a camp commander wanted to see me. I didn't expect it to be a big shot like you"

    "Please forgive me, because I don't want to draw too much attention-the adventurers have had a hard time adapting to the life in Tallond, and you also know that they are very good atprocessing unlimited facts based on limited facts.  Wonderful story," Heragor said, shaking his head helplessly, and then raised his finger to point to a chair opposite him, "Please sit down, Mr. Modile, you can relax a little."

    Modier glanced at the dragon leader in front of him with some suspicion, then at the chair in front of him, and then slowly sat down, while frowning slightly: "Can we say it now? A person like you  How could such a leader have time to come to me, an ordinary adventurer, in person? Not to mention that you also believed the saying that "the prince of the fire element was beaten in a river of lava with an old fist"  "

    "An ordinary adventurer?" Heragor looked at Modir sitting down and raised his eyebrows after hearing the other person's words. "Is this how you position yourself? Are you really just an ordinary person?"  A passable adventurer'?"

    "What else?" Modile pointed at himself, "I think the word 'adventurer' is more appropriate to describe myself. I am still different from ordinary adventurers."

    Heragore didn't speak for a while, but just stared at the old magician in front of him quietly, as if he was trying to judge the inner nature of this "human being" in some way. His eyes had the power to penetrate the truth.  Even though he no longer has the gift from the gods, he, the former "demigod", can still see many things that ordinary people cannot see.  After observing like this for several seconds, he finally looked away and frowned slightly.

    "I heard that you have lost some memories, Mr. Modile," the former Dragon Priest pondered the words. "You don't know your origins, nor do you know how many years you have been out adventuring, or even know.  Is this what my early travels were like?"

    "Strictly speaking, it's not just as simple as losing memory," Modile thought for a while, not feeling that a ruler like Herago would have any need to harm himself, and he had never done anything in this regard.  After hiding it from the outside world, he answered calmly, "My memory sometimes seems very confusing, with interruptions, repetitions, regressions, and sometimes there are even some things that I think should not be related to me.  Out of nowhere - I really don¡¯t remember where I started my adventure, nor my parents, relatives, friends, family, hometown I don¡¯t remember anything.

    "Occasionally, I will recall some fragments of my travels in a certain place. I can clearly remember those intersections, those houses, and even the names of some local acquaintances. But when I try my best to find the places in my memory, I find that everything is wrong.  It is very different from my own impression, as if those memories have been processed by dreams; sometimes I will suddenly wake up from a strange place and have no memory of how I got there. People around me tell me some  Something I just did not long ago sounds like I'm describing a stranger

    "I think I might have been cursed by something, you know, a curse on the spiritual and spiritual level - it's probably related to one of my adventures. Maybe I touched some ancient heritage that I shouldn't have touched?  Offended some of the ghosts lingering in the tombs? I've tried to solve this problem by searching for the ancient ruins I've ventured to in order to lift the 'curse' I've suffered from, but it's not that easy. I don't even know  Where have I been, and how can I figure out the origin of the curse?¡±

    Modir spread his hands and ended with this. Heragor nodded thoughtfully and said casually: "This sounds very difficult, Mr. Modir, your experience is pitiful."

    "I don't really need sympathy - although many people will have this reaction after hearing my experienceMr. Chief, do you know the full name of the person who left this travel diary?  "

    "Model Wilder," Heragor nodded and said, "When you hear the last name, you still can't think of anything?"

    "Wilder Wilder?" Modier frowned and repeated this unique surname in the human world in a low voice, "I don't remember, I don't remember that I have this surname, but it is a bit familiar. The surname Wilder is  ¡­Wait a minute! I know, I¡¯ve heard of it! The ruling family in the north of Ansu, the Duke of Wilder¡ªah?¡±

    The old mage's expression suddenly froze. He finally remembered where he had heard this familiar surname. However, when this surname was associated with himself, huge confusion surged out of his heart, completely  Flooding his mind, he raised his hand and pointed at himself, with a "how is this possible" look on his face, obviously not believing his guess at all.

    What he didn¡¯t even expect was that the name Mordel Wilder had even disappeared from this world for six hundred years.

    Heragor coughed slightly, considered the words and said: "Mr. Modile, this is just a clue, we should"

    He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

    The Modile in front of him had no reaction. He just sat there blankly, maintaining the movement of raising his hand and pointing at himself.

    Heragor narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old mage, and then immediately reacted, outlining pale golden runes in the air, wanting to take some emergency measures to protect his soul and reset his mind. However, after he took action  Before, Modir suddenly woke up again. The old mage blinked, as if the abnormality just now was just an illusion. He looked around and then at Herago. He was confused for two seconds before he was not sure.  He said: "What were we talking about just now? Mr. Leader, do you have something to show me?"

    "No, we have already seen it, but there is no result. Forget it," Heragor's expression did not change. He just raised his hand and a few pages on the table instantly turned into dust and disappeared.  In the air, "Thank you very much for being willing to talk to me about something, let's call it a day, you need to rest."

    "Ah? Is it over already?" Modile was confused and scratched his hair subconsciously, "Why do I feel that we have just started talking and are about to talk about the really important part"

    The old mage muttered, but soon stopped suddenly. He seemed to realize something and looked at Heragore with a strange expression: "Am I not in the right state just now?"

    "It's a bit scary," Heragol nodded. In front of a legendary mage like Modir, many things in the extraordinary realm can be revealed at a glance. "For the sake of your health, I don't think we should  Keep talking."

    "I understand," Modier breathed out softly, smiling with a complicated expression. Then he slowly stood up and prepared to turn around and leave, "Then it seems I can only 'rest'.  "

    Heragor nodded and watched as Modir stood up, but when the old mage was about to walk to the door, he still broke the silence: "Mr. Modir."

    Modile stopped and turned his head: "Is there anything else?"

    ¡°You want to find something ¡®important¡¯ that you have lost in this land, right?¡±

    "Of course," Modier nodded, "I say this no matter who I tell, this is my purpose."

    "Then, I will help as much as possible," Heragor said slowly after a moment of consideration. "You can stay on this land for a while and wait patiently for a turn of events."

    Modile glanced at the leader of the Dragon Clan in surprise, and asked curiously: "Why? Are the Dragon Clan such a generous and hospitable race?"

    Heragol laughed: "The Dragon Clan is indeed generous and hospitable, but the more important reason is that I have an intuition that the things you are looking for may also have some connection with some of the things we are paying attention to."

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