Kaile's story is very simple and dull, just a small thing to change for love. If I hadn't met him at the Toy Wand Workshop, Feiqi wouldn't have known that the once harsh instructor had gotten married and had children and had his own happy family. The most important thing every day was to return home and talk about family matters after finishing duty.
Whenever he finds that the student is lazy, he will always scold him loudly, and Fitch will never forget the voice - but he may never hear it again. Now Kelie no longer yells, and only those who have gained peace will change like this. Feiqi apologized for his failure to attend Kelie's wedding and promised to make up for the instructor's children. A talisman necklace that can drive away the cold and heat and protect against fatal injuries is more appropriate, and Fitch made it himself.
"It's not the church but you did it?" Although Kailie liked it in his heart, he still refused: "When the Monster Hunter period, if you find this kind of necklace when performing a mission, you can give it to the church directly to the assessment of the Ice Peak Fortress. Protective items with multiple spell effects are too precious and not suitable for children."
"It won't take long for every front-line warrior of the Hell Knights to be equipped with this necklace to replace too heavy metal plate armor. Wearing a necklace and inlaid leather armor can achieve a protective effect beyond the moving house, and it is covered from head to toe!" Feiqi stuffed the necklace into Kelle's hand: "Don't worry, accept it, you will have it in the future."
This time, Kelly stopped pushing her back and smiled and put away her necklace. From his words, it can be seen that Kelly was full of awe of the Church of Goddess of Truth, and subconsciously regarded the church as the strongest and most advanced place. Maybe it was not just him, but most people in the Yongli Continent should have the same idea.
The Goddess of Truth, Thunder, has a long history. As the only god in the world for a long time, the goddess has ensured the absolute transcendent status of the church. Although the church never levies taxes, from kings, lords, to all the common people, who do not want to get the blessing of the goddess, who do not want to express gratitude and dedicate piety? The church will eventually gather wealth, so there is a saying that the church has various treasures.
The church in Yongli continent is already quite restrained, at least it has not pursued secular wealth and power. However, this archbishop made Feichi worry, and always gave people the feeling that he wanted to develop the kingdom of God in the mortal world. The news received from spies has mentioned more than once that the church is constantly strengthening its military power, and the priests and paladins have frequently gone to various villages to investigate the situation there. Feichi has been alert, but he did not expect that he also saw some divine art users near his Royal Magic Workshop.
The Levi Magic Empire did not prohibit the spread of the Truth Goddess's faith. Feiqi prepared to support the maintenance of the space boundaries of the Goddess' Kingdom, and also promote the Goddess' belief in the country. Therefore, the pastors of the church can wear priest robes that indicate their identity and go to any public place at any time. However, those who clearly have divine magic and magic characteristics disguise themselves in civilian clothes and appear around the workshop from time to time. What does this mean?
He wanted to find out the whole story, but as soon as he appeared, these people immediately dispersed and hid among the busy crowd, and the magic fluctuations on their bodies quickly disappeared. "I was shocked." Feiqi frowned, turned around immediately, pretending not to notice anything unusual, came to the staff of the Royal Magic Workshop next to him, encouraged them a few words, and then teleported them away.
Those guys were very alert. Like Feichi, they should be particularly sensitive to mana fluctuations. Hiding their own mana fluctuations requires a lot of skills, and Feichi would do it, but he is the emperor and cannot spend a lot of time tracking and investigation like a spy. However, he can indeed be in the palace, while handling the affairs of the empire while staring at these alert guys.
He released the magic snake god Koktal and asked it to come to the Royal Magic Workshop instead of him for a squatting site. Since the last time he was shocked, the people appeared again after three days, and became more careful than before, with only three mana fluctuations. Feiqi stared at the tip of the magic snake's senses for a while, thinking that these three guys did not look like people who were proficient in magic, but more like bait.
After waiting for another day, the number of people gradually increased. On the seventh day, Feiqi noticed one of the thin men with a mustache. The mana fluctuations on his body gave people a very solid feeling. Only after frequent and long-term casting, the soul can communicate with the surrounding environment more easily, can this state similar to the magical aura.
This person has been wandering around the workshop park for nearly an hour and has stayed at the entrance of almost every workshop. In addition to his own magic power field, he has always emitted a faint fluctuation of divine energy, radiating to the surrounding environment. This weak fluctuation of energy is still a long way from becoming a spell, and ordinary people cannot see it. Only those who are proficient in spells, especially those who have special skills in detecting magic fluctuations and have specially trained will notice it.
Bazi Hu had never communicated with others along the way, and he was completely alone. After visiting the workshop park, he walked straight to the dock area along Tonggang Road. This newly built road is 30 meters wide, with the ground mainly composed of stone slabs and gravel. It was very flat under continuous maintenance. The trucks that were easy to load and unload were connected to the workshop and sea boats. Bazi Hu stopped and stopped, and it took two hours to reach the dock. Then he got into the crowd and jumped onto a docking merchant ship in a hidden position.
Fitch ordered the fantasy snake Koktal to follow, land quietly on the deck, and then track it through the board. This was an old merchant ship that had been on the old age, with two masts, which could only be moved in the offshore and on the river. In the cabin, seven or eight sailors were gathered together to eat meat and play dice. They seemed a little crazy. They were not drunk, but they fantasized about being knights, thieves, priests and mages, fighting some invisible monster, muttering words like "kick the door, attack first, and attack" and so on.
The mustache passed the corridor and passed by the rooms of these people. He glanced at the party in his mouth, and a hint of sneer appeared. He went down to the bottom of the cabin and opened the partition at the stern, which was often used as a secret compartment for smuggling and smuggling. There were faint candle lighting in the compartment, and there were two people hidden in the shaking light and shadow. Their faces showed a sickly pale, with shriveled skin tightly against the bones, and it was obvious that there was a lack of natural light, nutrition and sufficient exercise.
"You can go out for activities tomorrow. That guy didn't show up. It's safe outside." Bazihu ​​walked into the room, closed the door of the partition, took out two bottles of wine from his arms and handed it to the two people. "It seems that he didn't appear for us seven days ago, but just to see his workshop."
When Feiqi heard this, he realized that the beard was talking about him, and seven days ago he was indeed shocked.
"I said at that time that it was just a coincidence. You didn't believe it, and it was delayed for seven days in a row." One of the pale-faced men took a bottle of wine, nipped open the cork with only three remaining teeth, then took a beautiful mouthful, burped a comfortable burp, and then said, "The progress of seven days will take fourteen days to make up, which means that no more mistakes will occur in the future. Are you sure?"
"Larry, of course I am sure! In the whole city, no one except that guy is afraid. But in front of the giant beast, that guy is not afraid!" The beard sat down with a smile, stuffed the remaining bottle of wine into the hand of the third person, and said, "When the meteor comes again, the giant beast will completely destroy Tawugang City and the guy who is in trouble. The last time the giant beast was driven away by the sea monster, it was really unexpected. In order to avoid repeating the same mistake, we were sent to carry out the mission."
"A boring task." The man finally looked at the bottle and sighed. He pulled the plug with his fingers, tilted his neck and took a sip, and then there was a strong smell of alcohol in his words. "Don't think it's foolproof, don't think it's sure. The giant beast cannot control it at all, not even the God of War."
"Palent, where did you know this fake news?" The mustached eyes narrowed and said, "Don't talk nonsense about uncertain things! The giant beast was captured and teleported by the God of War. How could it be done if it was not controlled?"
"You just live in your imagination. I don't need to confess the source of the news to you." Palent fell backwards, leaned against the wall of the cabin, and put the wine pot aside. He said, "You are the subordinate of the God of War, and I am the ancestor of change. If you want to know something, I have no responsibility to tell you. You can come and ask me, maybe I will be in a good mood and will help you see it."
"Your volatile attitude is the most serious problem for the ancestors of change: there is no normal state. War is a highly organized collective action, not a scene where one person throws his temper and makes intentional chaos."
Palent clapped hard and cheered, but his face was full of mocking smile. He then lay down in the corner of the cabin with the bottle on his side. At this time, he naturally raised his feet high and rested on his curved knees. The webbed flat big foot swayed, exuding a fishy smell of sea water.
Larry pinched his nose and stayed away a little further until he found out that the wine in his hand was finished five seconds later. "That's it? It's gone?" He threw the bottle at the mustache and was steadily caught by the latter. "Palent, do you still drink it? Anyway, you can go out to let the air tomorrow. I don't think you really want to drink it."
"You can go out tomorrow, then... forget it, since you can't help it, then drink it. I'm a little dizzy and need to sleep for a while." Palent put his head on his hand, closed his eyes, humming a song and shook his feet. After a while, he fell asleep in the sound of Larry's greedy swallowing.
"I really admire him. I can fall asleep at any time. I have only slept these days." Larry quickly drank another bottle and burped it, but he still looked unsatisfied. He crawled over and reached out to touch his bearded arms. "It's really gone? You just bought two bottles? Where did you spend all your money?"
"The money is kept. If you want to bribe the guards and hire people, it will cost money and you must save some. Besides, no matter how much you buy, you will not be satisfied. Because your motto is..."
"The next one will always be better!" Larry laughed twice and returned to his position. He felt bored, so he said to the beard, "By the way, we will go out tomorrow, what about you? How many people will you do tomorrow's work?"
"Just need someone." Bazihu ​​said, "Why, do you want to be lazy tomorrow?"
"Hehe, I finally got out, and just work alone, why not give me a day off? I haven't eaten, drink and fun for a long time. Give me a day... No, it's enough. I have to move from my mouth to my feet."
Seeing Larry's slutty movements constantly arching his waist, he shook his head: "No, you can go eat and drink, but don't do other things. People are different. If you mess around, you will cause problems..."
"As long as you do your current work well, there will be ruins in thirty days. Even if you cause problems, it will be in the belly of the giant beast." Lari continued to arch his waist, and his hips hit the cabin one after another, making a thudding sound. He became very excited, gritted his teeth and sweating, and his two blood-covered eyes raised outwards, staring at the mustache.
The Bazi Hu walked over, stretched out his hands forward, and just caught Lari, who was foaming and falling forward, and gently placed him on the ground. He said, "If you don't move, you'll be greedy for alcohol, be drunk...", looking at Palent. The latter's whole body shook a few times, and white foam flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The Bazi Hu then breathed a sigh of relief.
"War is an organized act, and all unstable threats must be removed." The beard took out a dagger from his boots, stabbed it upwards from the back of Larry's head, and then did the same thing to Palent.
"Okay, you two can rest. I will bury you in salt. After all, you have made great contributions to the Lord of All Things, and deserve a decent funeral." The Beard of Bazi moved the bodies of the two people together, and then cast a lengthy spell with the runes of the Creator, probably to prevent the corpse from rotting and smelling. Then, he used his nails to buckle a dark lattice on the wall and took out a transparent bottle containing pink liquid from it. There were five such full bottles in the dark lattice, and seven empty bottles.
When he opened the bottle cap, thin pink steam rose out. He quickly cast his spells, mixing the pink steam with the Creator's Rune, and sucking it in from his nostrils. He sucked about one-fifth of it, and quickly closed the bottle cap and put the bottle back. "I'm going to continue working. Without your constraints, this is part of the plan. After all,... only war is worthy of enjoying victory!"
He blew out the candle, walked out of the dark cabin, and closed the door behind him. The Eye of Koktal continued to stare at him, and Feiqi thought for a while, used the teleportation technique to run, and took the two bodies to his laboratory underground in the palace.
Dead people can also speak, as long as they master the correct spell. Feiqi was about to cast the spell, but he found that Palent, who had webbed feet, was still alive! His heart was not beating or breathing, but the wound on the back of his head was healing quickly - most importantly, his soul was still burning like flames.
This ability to resilience Fitch has only seen in "Immortal" Oriana, and he doubts whether there is any connection between the two. However, he must first take into account the dead, because as time goes by, the soul of the dead is more likely to leave the transitional underworld and enter the outer plane corresponding to its beliefs, ideas, personalities or knowledge, and then it is impossible to use the dead's conversation spell.
Chapter completed!