The person who entered was almost as tall as Odin, wearing a floor-length white robe, with a slender figure resembling an Avenquin Elf, and pointed ears, except with silver pupils—Fang Hong had almost never seen elves with silver eyes unless afflicted by so rare hereditary disease—Eteliria, of course, also had hereditary diseases.
He couldn't even tell if the person was male or female at first glance. The facial features were very soft, the eyes had a feminine charm, but the deanor was more masculine, and the robe was styled like a warlock's.
The person had waist-length white hair, free of any dust, with a headpiece made of star silver, seemingly woven from oak branches and leaves, sparkling faintly in the sunlight streaming through the window.
The silver eyes carried a distant expression as they looked at Fang Hong, giving off an unapproachable air that left Fang Hong montarily unsure of what to say, frozen on the bed.
It was Odin who spoke first: "Ade, this is the master of Nevade."
"My true na is Mierliu Ximi Si, but you can call Anluose," the 'Elf' replied. "Are you called Ade?"
Fang Hong didn't know how to respond, so he just nodded.
The 'Elf' looked at Odin, replying, "I won't interfere with your decision; consider it a favor returned to you from the Erald Sea. The Hall of Thousand Doors will open on the night of the full moon seven days from now, so you still have ti to consider—"
"I have already decided, Anluose," Odin replied.
The 'Elf' said nothing more, turning once more to look at Ade: "There are many who aspire to him, but how many truly reach it? Combat Artisan may not be the correct path, for people always rember the glory and thus forget sothing essential—"
With these words, the 'Elf' turned and left the room, leaving only Odin and Fang Hong.
Odin didn't quite understand the hidden conversation, but Fang Hong comprehended the words. The person had indeed understood his na, which was synonymous with the only Great Alchemist in people's hearts from ti immorial. Indeed, more people rember his glory, forgetting that Great Alchemist Ade was also the one who pushed the revolution in Alchemy.
But actually, Fang Hong himself admired more the great deeds of popularizing Alchemy to the people. It was precisely this path that his pursuit, Hain Famm, also walked. His role as a Combat Artisan was initially just to facilitate his adventuring.
Later, it also included so factors for self-preservation.
In order to venture into the vast world of Eteliria, he had no choice but to walk the path of the adventurer. But actually, what he yearned for more was the route of the Grand Artificer—the essence of creation and Alchemy.
Odin did not comprehend this potential dialogue, watching the person leave, he finally asked:
"How are you feeling?"
Fang Hong rubbed his groggy head, looking at him, nodding: "Fine."
"You slept for a day and a night; it seems you're alright." Odin nodded as well.
Fang Hong was at a loss for words; it was just like when he secretly drank wine at Mr. Kroid's place and was caught by Sicape afterward. In hindsight, that ti was even more unfortunate.
It seems Elf Qinjiu doesn't quite compare to Vodka of Life.
Odin paused for a mont before speaking again:
"Any thoughts?"
"What thoughts?" This vague question left Fang Hong slightly stunned.
"The previous words."
But there were quite a few previous words, and this concise communication style of one of the Ten Kings left Fang Hong slightly at a loss. He couldn't help but ask, "Which sentence?"
Fortunately, Odin wasn't impatient, only looking at him: "The master of Nevade said the Hall of Thousand Doors will open in seven days."
Fang Hong was still confused: "What is the Hall of Thousand Doors then?"
Only then did Odin pause for a mont, asking: "You do know Loofah, right?"
Fang Hong nodded.
Loofah is one of the most talented Alchemists of this generation—or Combat Artisans, known for her multi-control and precision. Dostically, it is widely accepted that this rising star will be the future leading Artisan of the next generation.
So even see her as a strong challenger—or successor—to 'Queen Nether,' given their ntor-friend relationship. Despite the generation gap, their competition wasn't as fierce as imagined.
The Invokers of the previous generation always leave, and before the next generation fully rises, they actually have many tasks to accomplish.
This spirit of intergenerational transition stems from the First Generation Stargate Invokers, though diluted considerably due to club intervention over ti.
However, the failure in the Murky Domain has led many to reconsider this issue—dostically, it seems the competition region is in a transitional period. It is precisely during such tis that Loofah and the 'naless Alchemist' from the Continental League beco heroes in people's hearts.
People too eagerly desire the ergence of a hero who can take on the mantle and beco the backbone.
As for everything about Fenris, due to national propaganda, Fang Hong is defined as a 'native,' partly to protect him and partly to lessen his troubles. At least now, people's attention has shifted to the 'Hero.'
Rather than seek out the elusive 'genius.'
Otherwise, who knows what waves would arise.
But Odin, watching this young man, thought much the sa as at that mont.
Their generation had experienced the most glorious era of the China Competition Region, witnessing the afterglow of that era. But as their generation reaches its conclusion— who will be the successors of the dostic competition region?
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