"Anthracite! You're back, come and help!"
Hearing that someone had given him a new nickname, Feiqi immediately stopped and looked coldly from afar. Three two-wheeled carriages were parked at the door of the mansion, with three boxes on each box. Sixteen Paladins stood beside the carriage, holding machetes and looking around with alert. The mages were taking out their strength to carry boxes from the carriage. The Paladins just watched, with no intention of helping them.
"Don't stand there, come and help! I don't know where that cunning guy Ryze has gone. Now you are the youngest and most powerful. Put these boxes in the strategy room and we have work to do!"
Since he no longer used the nickname, Fitch nodded and went forward to help. Instead, he instructed them to take off their makeup first, and then asked the servants what was going on. These mages were confused all day long, and they could not believe everything they said, and sometimes it was not as true as the news they exchanged for with gold coins.
The box is not as heavy as it looks. Feiqi can lift one with one hand. Judging from the feel of the hand, there should be some kind of cylindrical thing inside. There are about five or six in each box, which will sway left and right as the box moves. There are fresh seals on the box, and a few bright red words "Sacred Heart Cult Secret" reveal a warning.
"Even if the handover is completed, the paladins can leave and the seal can be removed." A hunchbacked mage leaned on the wheel of the carriage panting. When he took a deep breath, he could still see a faint smoke coming out of his mouth. "There are still forty boxes inside, which is so exhausting."
"Forty mages, one of them has such a box, why are they so tired?" Feiqi couldn't help but complain: "If you don't have a good body, you can't even smoke, right?"
"What you said seems to make sense." The hunchbacked wizard unbuttoned a small bag on his waist with his trembling fingers, stretched his index finger in and stirred it gently, and dripped it out. He applied the powder on the gums on both sides, and took a breath slowly. His breath had a little mint smell, but there was also the smell of some alchemy medicine.
"Ah~ I'm energetic again." The hunchbacked old man picked up a box with both hands, took a step and stopped for two seconds, and slowly walked towards the mansion. Apart from shaking his head to express his helplessness, Fitch really didn't know what attitude to deal with these "magists".
Brit Smoke was talking to a female pastor in the hall, to be precise, he was "trying to get the female pastor to pay attention to him". Feige had experienced Brit's roaring but off-the-subject speech, and expressed deep sympathy for the female pastor. After all, listening to the noisy sound, he had to check the box number, check the seal at the end, and register it in the form in his hand, which was already quite cumbersome.
"Ah! Feichi! You are indeed Feichi Bingfeng?" The female priest suddenly changed into a surprise expression and threw Bret beside her. "Put down the box first, you are really strong. I went to the competition venue this morning and saw you from afar. This is the first time I have defeated so many people. You are so amazing!"
"Ah, thank you for your compliment. I'm sorry I didn't notice you in the competition. I'm focusing all my energy on my opponent."
"You are too polite, you are right to not see me. I am at the medical office on the sidelines, and only those who are defeated and injured will see me. You are the winner and will not be sent to me." The female priest suddenly said, "Sir, I know you are also a priest. Can you perform blessing techniques for me?"
"Uh, no problem." Feiqi nodded: "What's your name?"
"Ess, it's not starving or strangling, my name is strange..."
"The name is for others, and the soul is his own." Feiqi put down the box and picked up the Holy Essence of the Thunder Cross. Ersi put his hands together and placed it on his chest, and lowered his head in front of the Holy Essence of the Thunder Cross.
Feiqi used his magic and blessed him: "Ess, the goddess hopes that everyone can experience life in detail and wish everyone happiness."
"Daily Prayer, page 11, paragraph 3." Ers answered immediately.
"Wow, it's so awesome." Feiqi raised his thumbs up: "I'll test you, what is the seventh prayer on the eighth page?"
"Uh...uh..." Ers thought for a while and shook his head: "Is there a seventh paragraph on that page?"
"No, there are only six prayers on the eighth page. Have you recited a lot of books?"
"There are not many, only three hundred and twenty-two books, all of which are very simple works, such as prayers. I used to be afraid to speak, and after reciting it, I gradually understood how to talk and could use the magical art of medical treatment."
"That's really amazing, the goddess will be proud of you." Feiqi glanced at the list in her hand, and asked, "I just came back and don't know what's going on here yet. Can you tell me?"
"Of course, no problem!" Ersi seemed very excited: "The Sacred Heart Sect arranged a task and asked the mages to organize the basic information of the Divine View Great Prophecy, judge whether each step is reasonable, see if there is room for improvement, and mark each person's contribution to each magic circle, and prepare for the selection of excellent priests. These boxes are the most original information, from the earliest spells to records of improvements in each step."
"Wow, this is a big project." Feiqi's mouth curled up slightly, and his interest in the information in the box suddenly reached its highest level. If placed on the earth, the things in the box are the source code, or the most detailed source code of the past versions. Through it, you can not only peek at the most detailed kernel principles, but also revisit the designer's ideas. Most of the time, ideas are more important than results. Because the result is an answer to past problems, and ideas are the key to the future.
"Yeah, some of you are busy. When I was working in the Book Hall, my biggest fear was to organize the books." Ersi bit her lip and quietly reached out and poked Fitch's arm. When he found out, he quickly retracted and said with a red face: "Ah, you are so busy, I won't disturb you much. After checking the box, I'll come to you to sign."
"Wait a moment." Feiqi grabbed Ersi's hat and easily pulled her back: "Sorry, you work in the Hall of the Books. Do you know that there is a book called "The Long Poem of Thunder"?"
"I know, a book with a long history is about the story that happened to the goddess when she came to the world. It is included in the Hall of the Books, and there are a total of seven versions."
"Is there any version with a thirty-seventh paragraph? I've seen two versions, both of which have only thirty-five paragraphs."
"I don't remember this clearly. Do you want this book? I can help you find it."
"Ah, thank you so much. I've been looking for this, it would be great if there is one. I've been too busy lately and I really don't have time to go to the Book Hall, so I can only ask you."
"No problem, I'm going to go to the Book Hall tonight. If so, I'll send it to you tomorrow morning. When will your next game?"
"Three days after the final stage, I have a ticket here, please go and cheer me on." Feiqi took out a seat voucher from his pocket. "This was given to me by the organizer after I advanced. I didn't know there would be a ticket before, so I bought it in advance, so I can't use this one. If you can support me, I think this ticket can be used to its greatest value in your hands."
"Thank you! I will definitely go! Win the flag! Learn magic, find Ficy Fortress!" Ersi took the ticket and shook his fist hard. The registration form of the box slid down under her arm. She quickly picked it up, then ran away with a red face.
"The aesthetic view of young people is really strange now." Bret sighed and took out his pipe. "You have heard that the mission of the Sacred Heart Sect will be completed within three months. Not only do you have to organize a large amount of information, but you also have to find the unlucky ones. Alas, the church is not peaceful, and I don't know how many people will be involved this time."
Fitch remained silent. Bret looked at him and continued, "Yes, you must understand all these things. After all, they are from a great noble family. Only girls like Ersi will believe in the excuses of selecting excellent priests. After the problem with the Great Prophecy, the Sacred Heart must investigate clearly and find the person responsible. But I don't know why this unlucky errand was left to us. What can we do? In addition to sorting out the information, do we really need to verify whether there is a problem with the bishops' magic runes? Not to mention that they can't understand them at all, as long as they start reading, they will be awkward for themselves!"
Feiqi nodded and sighed: "Although I don't like you smoking all day and doing nothing, your opinion on this matter is right: this is a troublesome thing. And I may be even more unlucky than you. After all, I was summoned to analyze the oracle. I have to participate in the matter related to the great prophecy spell. You can shirk it with various reasons, but if my signature and research were not included in the relevant tasks and reports, the Sacred Heart would definitely give me a malfeasance."
Brit raised his eyebrows, holding a pipe in his mouth and said in a vague manner: "That seems, we can hand over all the work to you?"
"Don't think about it! You don't do anything. Are you afraid that the Sacred Heart will hold you accountable? Moreover, I will attend the martial arts competition and then attend my brother's temple wedding. I have no time lately."
"You mean, martial arts competitions and weddings are more important than the mission of the Sacred Heart?"
"Hmph, it doesn't make any sense to continue to talk like a puzzle like this." Feiqi said with a stern face: "You have lived in the San San Castle for a long time and know a lot of people, but I am not bad either. No one can feel comfortable when shirking each other. Let's assign a task: to you the work of sorting out information, and to me the unlucky work. How many days will you do to sort out the order of information? I'm just preparing for the martial arts competition at this time."
"It will take three weeks for so many things." Brett took his pipe, licked his dry lips, and said, "If everything goes well, in three weeks, this trouble will be yours."
"In three weeks, you won't do nothing, just throw the trouble to me, right?"
"If you don't believe it, anyway, these materials are piled up in the strategy room, and we work here, so you can come and see it at any time - if you have time." Brett shook his head: "If you are heart-to-heart, you shouldn't participate in the analysis of the oracle. That's the work of a priest, what does it have to do with the wizard?"
Feiqi raised his hand, and the Holy Emblem of the Thunder Cross swayed. "Okay, you are destined to do this job." Bret began to fill the pipe with tobacco leaves, and his other hand had already taken out the flint, and it seemed that he was about to suck the clouds and mist again.
Feiqi looked reluctant and looked at the big boxes piled up in the house, and actually felt happy. The difficult work for others is called "returning to old business". The boxes are all development logs, which are priceless, but those mages only think it is troublesome.
To some extent, it is not wrong to be trouble, but it definitely does not come from the things in the box, but people outside. From the perspective of conspiracy theory, if someone makes a mistake in the Divine View Great Prophecy, or there is a ghost in his heart, then he may come to the mansion to cause trouble and stop the person who is trying to find the truth. The boxes are handed over to the Paladin personally escort. It is very likely that the Sacred Heart Sect has already noticed it, and then used the mansion of the mysterious mist as a trap, waiting for "someone" to take the bait. If not, why not give a notice like usual and then ask Reitz to collect the information?
If this situation is true, Fitch must of course be very careful. No one can believe it, especially the people of the sect and these mages. Therefore, he asked the mages to organize the materials first and make the three-week agreement. If someone commits a destruction, after hearing the news for three weeks, consider the risk that the mansion may be a bait, and may be cautious and delay the action time.
Feiqi was not going to wait for three weeks at all. He started to study these materials tonight. Let the mages suck their clouds and spit out the mist. He could already charge his laptop, so he already had the ability to organize the materials and restore the original appearance of the matter. Of course, he still had to sigh and walk towards the library with a sad face, showing a tired and helpless look.
The three of them lived in the library and rested on the wooden floor with their sleeping bags. Shani was busy removing her makeup for Benny, and the two chose a corner that could avoid other people's sight. So Fitch could sit quietly for a while by himself.
When did I think about the problem by conspiracy theory? Feiqi asked himself this question. He found that it seemed to start from the devil entering the soul. Its influence has always been there and happened subtly. He could complete his thinking in an instant, discover the problem from the perspective of human evil, and then make plans. He used to have this keen intuition and thinking ability when facing computer programs, but now this ability has expanded.
Is it good or bad? Or is it good and bad happening at the same time? The more Feiqi thinks, the more he feels that he will never be able to figure out this problem. Otherwise, ask God? He looked at the silver holy emblem of the Thunder Cross on his wrist, stared at it for a long time, but still shook his head. This is a human problem, and it should be solved by the human being. The gods have their own problems, and maybe the goddess will encounter things that she can't figure out or encounter problems that she can't solve - don't bother her.
At this moment, Benny and Shani came back. They were wearing loose and comfortable clothes, and their beautiful bodies were looming. Although this could not solve the problem, it could at least solve the troubles caused by the problem. Feiqi admired it for a while without any concealment, then washed his face and returned to his refreshed and focused state.
"Find a way to get the things in the box from the strategy room and don't let people see it. I'm going to start sorting out the great prophecy spells tonight."
"I understand, Shani and I will steal the things in the box."
Chapter completed!