As the flames burned, the huge dark red fire crow had disappeared from their sight.

Correspondingly, there is the crack on the airship window with traces of melting.

The other party fled from the airship.

Except for the Firebird whose eyes were exposed, the other three immediately appeared by the corridor window.

The three of them glanced through the broken window, but they did not see the dark red figure.

but.....

At this time, the white-haired man appeared next to the few people.

In a limping movement, the white-haired man walked to the broken and molten window.

After the three of them retreated in awe, the white-haired man reached out and touched the molten position.

It is the melting caused by the high heat of the flame.

And this trace is flying downward.

His hands grabbed the soft and hot lower edge that had not yet solidified.

He seemed to be completely unafraid of the hot and molten glass.

He reached out his hand again and touched his hand upwards.

Although the temperature is almost the same, the temperature below is higher than above, and from the amplitude of the melting and sliding glass liquid at other locations, it can be determined when the other party disappears.

but......

He poked his head out of this melting hole that was even larger than his entire body.

Below, there is no dark red flame.

So......

Is it the other side?

The white-haired man's eyes turned to the other side of the airship. The downward perspective also showed that he was doubting that the target was in that direction.

But, besides this direction, there is another possibility—

The white-haired man raised his head and looked upwards.

......

Top level.

Many men and women waiting for the auction to begin, gathered on the top of the airship.

Terry took the maid who was following her and wandered around the third floor. She couldn't stand the maid stalking her, so she found an opportunity and climbed up to the fourth floor.

Tris, who threw off the maid, took off the gorgeous dress and tall dance shoes, changed into another outfit.

The outfit she chose was the replacement clothes for her maids - a maid outfit.

She came out of the corner of the stairs, put on her headdress, and looked at herself roughly.

Her original dress covers more places, and this set is the same, most of it is covered. The hairstyle changed with the headdress also makes her only face a recognition logo.

"If you have the chance, of course you have to choose a black robe~"

She muttered as she climbed up the stairs to the top, alerting her sights that might have come from somewhere:

"In a shadow that the sun can never reach, a mysterious and deep magician~"

With the murmuring that only she could hear, Tris stood on the top deck in the gradually growing wind.

Then, she took a few steps lightly and stood still.

Her eyes swept across the men and women on the top.

Most people lean against the guardrail to experience the scenery in the air or the scenery overlooking the air.

However, there is one person.

It was a woman in a dark blue dress, looking about thirty years old.

The other party was looking at her...

Being stared at by others, Tris subconsciously took a step to the right and avoided his sight.

And the fact was just as she thought, the lady in a dark blue dress was not looking at her, but at the stairs behind her, as if she was waiting for something.

However, this person...

Tris looked at her, as if he had thought of something, and walked towards the other person.

However, at this time, the other party suddenly turned around and looked to the other side.

It was a man wearing a grey coat, and the other party seemed to be silent.

However, when he saw the other party, Tris subconsciously found a cover to block his body, and just secretly looked at it.

While Tris stood in the shadows, the woman in a dark blue dress, or Yao Yan, glanced at the man in the gray coat:

"Can I find me so accurately? Mr. Tymori?"

"The flame is unique, I have never seen your flame."

The man in the grey coat, the man she called Taimori, responded.

The other party's eyes made Yao Yan speechless. He turned around and controlled his body to walk to the railing. The female voice spoke:

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

At this time, Yao Yan also knew very well that the other party was just going to talk to him, and the purpose was not to be any direct offensive malicious intention-

Although being able to agree not to his own opinion, it may also be like the habit of cats to abuse and kill prey, it at least shows that the other party has some understanding of the relevant situation.

However, the other party's subsequent words suppressed his evil guess-

“Do you know the history of language?”

Unlike the original question of identity questioning that Yao Yan had guessed, his words made Yao Yan feel a little bit discouraged.

Immediately, he responded:

"The history of language? I know a little bit."

"So, why do you think the evolution process of language is incompatible with history?"

Tymori looked at her.

The evolution process of language does not match history?

Yao Yan seemed to understand something, looked at the man and asked:

"Which type do you mean doesn't match?"

“Not all matched.”

Taimori's voice was low:

"By understanding of the changes in languages ​​and characters in various places over the past few hundred years, I have summarized some rules."

"These rules are quite consistent when applied to other regions. If you find records of language changes, even if you are completely unaware of history, you can find the corresponding events that occur in the corresponding historical period after reverse reasoning and assumptions."

"But, at a certain period of time, this rule will not match."

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes:

"Or, if this pattern develops, that period of history should have an impact on the current language and writing."

"However, there is no historical reflection in today's language and text."

The mapping of history in language and text.

After hearing this, Yao Yan didn't react much.

After all, there are too many loopholes in this world, but he does not know much about the history of this world.

However, history will leave a mark on the language habits of words and language, and this theory itself is no problem.

Especially the country in front of him.

Chinese characters were originally ideograms, but when they developed to his era, they were a complete ideogram, with ideograms interspersed with ideograms.

Surnames, the people he lived in that era, often referred to as "short name", originally referred to as "short name".

The surname of the surname developed from the figure of the roots of the tree. As for whether the "root" represents "original" or the "residential" of the tribes, Yao Yan prefers the latter.

Clans are often involved in place names and official positions.

Later, the simplification of the collective name of surnames allowed the clan to cover the surname, but the title was called the surname rather than the clan.

Why say this?

Because the emergence of new surnames can be traced back to the situation where the descendants of a family family conflict with the main family or avoid taboos, shelter, etc. in a major historical event node.

Zheng Zhuang Duke's younger brother Gongshu Duan was divided into the master family, and his descendants did not regard "Zheng" as the clan, but "Duan" as the clan.

The people of his lifetime, those with the surname Duan, might have descendants of Gongshu Duan.

In ancient times when resources were scarce, the more opportunities a family would have to prosper.

It's different from the situation in which poor people had the chance to have descendants in his lifetime.

If you are interested, pay attention to which surname has more in an era, you will almost understand where the family is more prosperous and where it is prosperous in that era.

Yao Yan thought about it and looked at the man in front of him again:
Chapter completed!