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Act 292 Ancient Story(2/2)

As for if it is not on the empire land, it depends on the situation.

"Everyone, the story I want to tell is almost the same era as Miss Jita told," but Aona seemed to have not noticed the expressions of the people and told him in a leisurely manner. "There were a few young people at that time, the first one was called Gerdham, an outstanding craftsman, the second one was a scholar from the Tower of Silver, Helinwell, a student of the famous alchemist Haine, and the third one was a strange genius, his name was Friston."

"Friston?" Fang Yu said unexpectedly.

Aona was interrupted, but she was not angry, but looked at him, "What's wrong with Mr. Ed?"

The president of the Craftsman Association also happened to be Friston, but this is nothing. It is common for the imperial people to have the same name, but he was a little surprised when he suddenly heard this name. "What is this Friston's surname?"

"His name is Eisen Glen, and he is a descendant of a small family on the border of the empire."

"The people from the Golden Goat family?"

"What," Aona asked curiously, "has this family become famous later?"

"Yes, the Eisenglin family later became one of the seven magician families," Fang Zhuge nodded and replied, "Ms. Aona wants to hear the story about them?"

"No need, I can probably guess what happened."

However, it should be just the same name. The president was born in an imperial aristocratic family, but he definitely did not come from the Eisenglin family.

Fang Zhu said: "Ms. Aona, please continue to say it."

"The fourth one, also comes from the descendant of the Magic Family, is a warlock from the Draka family. He is cold and has a bad relationship with everyone, but he has extensive knowledge and is the most reliable mind in the team. The fifth one is a noble young man named Helnam..."

"Ah," Hearing this, the scholar's lady couldn't help but lose her voice. Everyone's eyes turned to her, and Jita quickly waved her hand with a red face, "I'm nothing, I just heard a familiar name in history."

Aona smiled pursed her lips and didn't care.

Ji Tacai quietly entered the text in the team channel:

"The Sword of the Empire, Helnam Joyce, is the most famous swordsman in the history of the Empire. He was also an amazing task in that era. He was the second son of Duke Joyce, who served as the prime minister of the Empire at the end of the Elkins dynasty."

Fang Yu couldn't help but feel respect when he saw this line of text. Suddenly, he realized that the value of the names Aona mentioned could be as inferior to such a great man, the duke and the son of the prime minister?

He suddenly became curious about every name in it.

One of the three craftsmen was a student of Hayn Fanmu. He also knew too much about this name and developed a certain degree of immunity. Otherwise, this identity alone would not be inferior to that son of the duke, the Imperial Sword Saint in history.

A prophet from the Golden Goat family, a snake-eyed warlock, who else?

He looked at Aona.

The girl happened to say the last one, "The sixth person and the last person. His name is for me to keep it a secret. It's not that I want to drop the book bag, but that I really don't want to mention his name at this time. In short, his background and knowledge are not much different from those above, and they are even more visionary, lofty ambitions... and ambitions..."

She paused for a moment.

"This story begins with the life experiences of these young people."
Chapter completed!
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