Lugia, my name of the elf

Storm Academy, outside the classroom;

"In that case, Lord Ryan, is there any solution?" Alor naturally fully understood the problem. He looked at Ryan and asked.

Gavin was silent, but the big boss raised his eyebrows and looked at his friend Ryan expectantly, as if waiting for his answer.

"Of course there is a way!" Ryan nodded firmly and affirmed, living up to expectations.

But after Ryan finished speaking, he tilted his head again, with a look of regret on his face, unhappy and sad.

"It seems that Mr. Ryan is in trouble." Alor saw Ryan's expression and immediately understood something, and he secretly thought something bad.

"Really? What can I do? Don't be so sad, tell me!" Gavin doesn't care about so many things. In his opinion, there will definitely be a solution to the problem that Ryan can't solve alone with the wisdom of three people.

"My method is difficult to say, but it is simple. That is to create words ourselves. Use new words to include the meaning that the original storm words cannot express. Isn't that enough." Ryan looked at it The two of them slowly explained his solution to this problem.

"Creating words!? This!" After hearing Ryan's answer, Alor was stunned at first, and then even more frightened.

"Honor the storm, these are the words of the gods. Can we really tamper with them without authorization, or even create random creations based on the original ones? Should we ask the high priest to ask the storm envoy for instructions?" Alor He was shocked by Ryan's idea of ​​creating words, so he added.

"Ask the Storm God Envoy for instructions. This is naturally necessary. But I also believe that the benevolent god will not be angry with our actions. In other words, our god has always been encouraging his people of faith. , to try any form of unknown exploration and adventure." Faced with Alor's scruples, Ryan looked calm and explained with a smile.

"Huh?! Ryan, how do you know about that supreme existence? Do you want us to do some exploration and adventure?" Gavin asked in confusion after hearing some off-topic talk.

"Haha, the storm is rising, and the answer lies in the words of prayer we pray every morning." Ryan's smile became mysterious, and his tone became even more pious as he said.

"The storm is above, and in our prayers..." Hearing this statement, Gavin quickly closed his eyes, and he carefully recalled the prayers of the God of Storms.

"Could it be said that the words 'Chasers of the starry sky and the adventurous chants of the scorching sun and wind have been sung for a long time' are the requirements of the gods for his people?" Alor's eyes widened, as if he had discovered something new. The world is the same, he couldn't help but said in shock, speechless.

"Yes, the 'chaser' and the 'adventure' are most likely metaphors for some behavior of the great God of Storms. He is a god who has the courage to explore and take risks. And that god hopes His people of faith can accompany him, which is enough to explain everything."

"So that's it! Our God of Storms hopes that the people who believe in him can adventure and explore with him!" Gavin's face was also extremely shocked. He never expected that this prayer could actually be like this. Such understanding simply refreshed his understanding.

"It's so! It's like this..." Alor lowered his head in disappointment. He thought that his understanding of that god's faith was as deep as anyone else's, but he didn't expect that he couldn't think of this level.

"It seems that there is still a big gap between me and Lord Ryan. I still want to learn from you." Suddenly, Alor lowered his head and looked at Ryan humbly, and said with sincere emotion and admiration.

"Storm above, Lord Alor, you are too self-effacing, and in my opinion, you are already a quite qualified Storm citizen." Ryan waved his hands repeatedly, smiled, and denied it in embarrassment.

"How do you say this..." Facing Ryan's statement, Alor didn't understand it.

"The storm has words, and knowledge is stored in the sea of ​​humility." Ryan's expression suddenly became respectful, and he slowly spoke the oracle passed down from the mouth of the symbolic bird of the storm messenger.

After hearing this, Gavin and Alor's expressions became extremely respectful;

"As the storm rises, Alor must remember the teachings of the gods and always maintain a humble heart." Alor immediately clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

"The storm is above, Gavin must remember it! A true master always has the heart of a disciple." Gavin also made the same action as Alor and said respectfully.

"Ok?"

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The first half of Gavin's words naturally made Alor and Ryan agree, but the second half was unheard of and was the first time they heard it.

"A true master always has the heart of an apprentice. This is such a beautiful thing to say!" Ryan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise deep in his heart.

"A true master always has the heart of a disciple. So, this is the true interpretation of humility." Alor was deeply touched again. He hurriedly memorized it in his mind, trying to remember it. Memorize it firmly.

But then, when the two people reacted, they suddenly realized that these words came from the mouth of Gavin, a big boss;

Well..., the two said that they were really not discriminating or questioning Gavin's cultural level and inner consciousness.

But the words "A true master always has the heart of an apprentice" came out of Gavin's mouth, and it was inconsistent no matter how you looked at it;

Those words really don't match that face.

Facing the questioning looks from the two men, Gavin, who was originally careless, didn't pay too much attention. He explained truthfully:

"Haha, don't look at me like that. I know my level. These words are actually the exact words of Scholar Storm, Scholar Cage."

"Oh? It turned out to be from the mouth of the storm scholar, no wonder." Alor then remembered the meticulous genius boatman and suddenly realized.

"Hey, I'm just asking you, how can you say something so enlightened and have such a deep understanding of yourself." Ryan suppressed his smile and teased in a joking manner.

"Hey, he is a Storm Scholar, how can I, a warrior, compare with him." Gavin was not angry at the two people's reactions. Faced with the reputation of the Storm Scholar, he only had sincere respect and admiration.

Gavin vaguely remembered the majestic wonder of that magical sailing ship riding the wind and waves on the sea;

One day, he believed that he would also ride on that magical sailing ship.

"What a coincidence, the storm scholar is related to the content of our conversation just now, the creation of words." Ryan retracted his mind and focused on the current problem.

"Oh? What does the Storm Scholar have to do with our creation of words?" Gavin was still immersed in the fantasy of carrying a sailboat and sailing on the vast sea. He didn't react for a while and asked in confusion.

"Could it be that Sir Ryan hopes to ask Storm Scholar to complete the task of creating words for us?" Alor, a thoughtful person, immediately understood Ryan's thoughts and guessed.

"This seems to be the only way. What I hope is that the three storm scholars will continue to create some storm texts. In fact, I secretly tried to create storm texts myself, but it was very difficult. It’s far beyond my ability or even imagination,” Ryan explained.

"It's still like this, I understand. Among the three storm scholars, Scholar Cage can create sailing ships, Scholar Datelli can create measurement units and statistical symbols, and Scholar Pedri can create the storm calendar, so you hope this Can three people continue to create words?" Gavin finally understood Ryan's wonderful thoughts and exclaimed.

"Yes, before these three scholars appeared, I had never thought that this creative ability could be so rare. Hey, apart from these three creative scholars, I really don't know that there are other Who has the ability to continue to create storm text?" Ryan's face was full of admiration, and he sighed helplessly at his own inability.

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Storm Tower, top floor;

"Haha, have you finally understood the true meaning of the words of prayer? Have you started to be humble? Have you realized how scary and rare the ability to create is?" Lugia has been watching the state of mind of Ryan and the other three people since just now. The changes, as well as the content of the conversation, couldn't help but make him have many feelings in his heart.