"At this moment, don't provoke too many disputes. Especially with the relationship between the Lord of Death and that lady, I heard that it is not very harmonious."
Ye Hua's voice sounded again.
"I know, Saint Selected. This matter has nothing to do with you, and we don't need you to remind you." The middle-aged secret sorcerer replied in a stiff tone, but although his tone was hard, his words were already loose. Seeing this, Ye Hua only smiled slightly, knowing when he should say it and when he no longer spoke. Seeing that his prompt had already played a role, he no longer became more aggressive.
The middle-aged secret sorcerer found a guard and muttered a few words in a low voice. The guard understood it and took a group of people to check the convoy of the temple, then checked the next team. Seeing this, the middle-aged secret sorcerer waved impatiently, indicating that he would let go.
Between the pile of boxes, Fang Zhu felt the pterosaur move again, and realized that he had passed the test. While breathing a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but become more curious about Ye Hua's identity and purpose here.
Why did the other party open this mouth for no reason?
On a whim?
The indigenous people may not know it, but a ten kings would never be idle to this point. Could it be that the other party knew that there was something wrong with the convoy of the temple? He was stunned and suddenly remembered the arrows that had been on the night before.
The arrows passing through the dust storm were so fast that they were so accurate that ordinary rangers, even Qin Zhi, whom he had seen in the elves, might not be of this level. But for the Ten Kings, it was not worth mentioning. So Ye Hua had already seen him that night, and the other party was helping him now?
Although Fang Yu still didn't figure out how the other party knew that he was in this convoy.
Unfortunately, he couldn't go down to ask the other person in person at this time, and the communication crystal could not be used, so he couldn't help scratching his head for a while.
However, with the heavy steps of Bergo's pterosaur and the degree of slow undulation of its back, after a while, Fang Zhu probably realized that he had gradually walked out of the range of Being. The soft sand below proved that he could probably tell the steps of the giant beast with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
As the noise of the city gradually faded away, he heard the low wind on the dunes again - the dust storm did not completely calm down. In the sealed space, the sound seemed particularly clear, with a different meaning, which gradually calmed his mind again.
It was a somewhat distant, faint sense of peace.
In the silence, his mind was not free and he floated to some unpredictable directions.
Including the safety of the people on the Dawude.
What are Miss Silvede and the others doing at this moment?
What kind of secrets are there between His Royal Highness, the King of Sands and the Two Afeifas?
Even their encounter with the strange prisoner at the Bein Fortress also emerged in his mind.
He thought of his conversation with Meysir, including those words that Karatu, Donde and Sir Dictor long ago, as well as his experience in Iduss and Vanrik. The Star Moon Council, the Elphindo Minaret, the Artisan Association, the Lizardman, the Royal Family of Coalition, the Staff Coast, the Cape of St. Hu'an and even the IDs of those people, and many names also entered his mind one by one.
It's like a fragment, hazy, but can't grasp a clear clue.
After thinking for a while, a sudden sleepy feeling hit his eyelids. He hadn't had much rest these days, and the wind was in the city of Being. Although he was safe in the Marlan Temple, he was not so energetic that he could sleep comfortably. When he was sleepy, he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.
...
The journey from Bein to Questak is not long, only three days and three nights.
In the middle of the journey, Fang Zhu no longer had to stay in that cramped space and could come out for breath. The knights of the guardian convoy respected him and made a place for him on the back of the Bergo Wingless Dragon so that he would not have to walk in the knee-deep sand like everyone else.
Therefore, this journey is not much to suffer for Fang Zhu. At most, the wind and sand are blowing a little unbearable. In the middle of the journey, you have to pass an oasis called Quinn's Moon. Apart from this unique scenery, the rest of the time is a boring scene of yellow sand.
Although the desert also has its own unique style, especially the rustling sea at night, which is particularly beautiful and has been passed down by poets for thousands of years. However, the pilos have been bored in this round and round, and it is far less comfortable to watch the scenery on the back of the Wingless Dragon as on Mr. Limestone's platform.
Therefore, after the initial freshness passed, Fang Yu quickly found some things to do about him.
Of course, he was mainly studying the technology that Delan gave him - let's call it Delan's magic recovery.
This technique requires twelve basic skills and six intermediate skills as a pre-set. Among the six intermediate skills, he was satisfied with the reinforced components at the beginning, and the two skills of the "Rhythm Society" - "Rhythm Society Plug-in" and "Rhythm Society Theory" also gained experience after the battle of Vanrik and learned it.
The 'Rhythm Society' born in Oshu is an important backbone of alchemists, so these are still on the mainstream skill tree of alchemists.
As for the remaining three skills, "Star Scale Veins", the "Dragon Scale Sequence" and "Celestial Knowledge" are a bit too much. "Star Scale Veins" is a secondary etheric form that can coexist with the main ether theory, which should be Delan's own discovery. The "Dragon Scale Sequence" is an alchemy array group built on the former - the so-called sequence must be a combination of multiple magic arrays, and its appearance is somewhat similar to layer upon layer of overlapping dragon scales, so it is named.
As for the "Celestial Knowledge" it has nothing to do with religion, it is just a theory of the second world's research on "Floating Island Whale". Floating Island Whale, or Celestial Whale, and Dragon of the Fantasy World are all its names.
It seems that Delan's theory should be inspired by the fantasy dragon.
The six intermediate skills extend to the twelve basic skills in front of the twelve gates, and there are also various further level skill requirements. However, those E-level and F-level skills require too little experience, and thousands or even hundreds of experience can be used, so Fang Yu ignored it. He satisfies about half of the twelve basic skills, mainly because the front skills of the latter three are too biased, and he has almost not involved at all.
Since the plug-ins produced by this technology are so powerful, Fang Yu still considers mastering them, no matter how biased the door is, or if you have to invest experience.
He first chose the "Celestial Knowledge" among the three pre-level skills, because this knowledge is the most similar to his research direction. The knowledge involved in the Dragon Society and the introduction to flight are all learned, and there is no need to learn repeatedly. Generally speaking, the least experience is required and the fastest results are achieved.
It just so happened that his experience at Being Fortress has gained nearly 10,000 points of cognitive experience, and the previous balance is barely enough.
"Celestial Knowledge" mainly provides some bonuses related to the cognition of the fantasy dragon, and knowledge index, and also increases a small amount of computational power bonus and magic consumption in the control of the flight-type configuration. Compared with its experience needs, it can only be said that it is barely balanced with output. Of course, if he wants to hunt the celestial whales, it will be more cost-effective.
What knowledge to learn naturally depends on the person.
The time of learning has passed without realizing it - although it will be a moment to directly click on the skills, learning through manuscripts is another feeling. After all, you can still get some cognitive experience from the learning process. Fang Yu has been used to this learning method since Kapuka, and most of the candidates have no such experience.
Such things are not good or bad for him. Although they are time-consuming, it is well known that the indigenous people are stronger than the candidates at the same level. And once they become dragon knights, they will have a large amount of cognitive experience. These cognitive experiences come from daily learning accumulation.
It can be said that the convener has squeezed out his potential through the system from the beginning. Although it has made rapid progress, it is inevitable that there is insufficient momentum. However, the two are actually not good or bad. After all, the convener only has less than twenty years of "lifetime" in Aitalia, but for Fang Yu, it is just a personal habit.
In this way, the learning process proceeded in an orderly manner. On the third night, the starry sky above the sea of ​​sand sinks westward, and the morning light gradually rises. Under a light red sky, Fang Zhu can finally see a shallow ivory white city wall on the southern horizon, appearing in the sand sea.
Questak arrived.
...
A faint beam of sunlight passed through the sun obsidian on the arch of the temple and fell on the floor of the basalt.
The goddess's statue is serious and dignified. She holds a holy sword in her hand and wears a veil on her shoulders. Her eyes are like the sun and the moon, walking among the rising and falling dust. The ingenuity of the craftsmen seems to make the stone lively - every wrinkle is expressed by a carved knife, and it carves the softness of flowing water on the hard matter.
After finishing his bathing and changing clothes, Bishop Farris lit incense with his own hands, and with the help of the servants, he put on a holy cape - a majestic robe, embroidered with holy prose from top to bottom. The archbishops of all generations, the doctrine of the goddess, the holy emblem, the wolf head, and the sharp sword of the snow light were all on it. Finally, he held the holy emblem and hung a golden ritual sword at his waist, put on a crown, and put on a monocle that he liked most. He gently hanged the silver chain behind his ear with his hand, and then adjusted the position of the lens before he stepped onto the altar.
He personally recited a doctrine scripture, and respectfully took off the holy sword, placed it on the altar, took out the holy water from the holy grail with his hand, and shot it on the sword, looking up at the holy statue of the goddess, Ms. Marlan was powerful without anger, and the chanting sound echoed under the hall, full of a sacred and solemn feeling.
The Archbishop lowered his head and stroked his chest, and then slowly retreated.
The ceremony took place for about a quarter of an hour.
Fang Zhu, who was sitting in the first row, received this honor alone. The Archbishop personally presided over the ceremony for him and sought the blessing of the goddess for him. If it were the indigenous people, he might have been flattered, but Fang Zhu had no feelings for this thing, but fortunately he was a Chinese. If it were a Christian, he would probably not have stepped into this place.
But it is a barrier in the world after all.
What's more, it was clearly said to be a blessing - he glanced at the system interface and there was no BUFF prompt. It seemed that there was a question mark whether the so-called "blessing" would have any effect. Although the religions in the two places were essentially different, they seemed to be surprisingly consistent in the ability to fool believers.
Think about it, too, how idle the goddess has to be able to bless every believer.
However, at a critical moment, the prayers of believers in the world with True God can still be answered.
For example, in Fenris Island—
Faris took off his crown and handed it to the staff on the side, and walked down. "Sir, the ceremony has been completed. You must have been very tired during your journey, but there is still a dinner party later - after the dinner, we will arrange a special residence for you, which will surely make you happy."
Fang Zhu almost sprayed out a sip of water that had just been drunk from the water bag with a puff.
"Ahem...thank you the Archbishop for presiding the blessing ceremony for me, but...that...can you call me Ed directly?"
He blushed and coughed twice. Although he was a little disdainful of the so-called "blessing ceremony", he still had basic politeness. What really made him almost choke was the respect the other party showed to him, far more than the elderly knight, Maishire, which surprised him after a while.
He suddenly remembered that Archbishop Farris was also Marland's God's choice, although he was a figure fifteen years ago, the God's chosen people would not change because of time. Unless he lost the favor of God, the other party is still in the position of the bishop, and the possibility is slim.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bishop Faris smiled slightly and followed the good deeds: "Okay, Mr. Ed, in private, I will call you that."
Fang Yu shook his hand quickly: "It's better to be the same in public."
However, the other party did not agree to this.
Faris was the second regional bishop that Fang Ling knew.
The previous one was Tyrioan, the bishop of Yunlei Port, but the other party was not the Godly Chosen of Marland, but Mileira's Chosen. Compared with the unpretentious bishop in front of him, Tyrioan obviously conformed to Fang Ling's imagination of a respected archbishop in all aspects.
He has silver hair and white beards, kind eyebrows and eyes, and has enough prestige and dignity. He is approachable and treats people like a spring breeze. He has a long-term vision and broad mind. The other party’s worries are not the gains and losses of oneself, but the safety of Fenris Island and the fate of everyone on the island.
Such a move is that Fang Rong is not interested in religion and cannot help but admire him. There are also reasons why he responded to the other party’s request.
But compared to the former, Bishop Farris is also very close to the others, except for the fact that it is also approachable to treat people. When Fang Yu saw this dark and thin old man at first, he almost thought that he was the brother of His Royal Highness the Princess’s housekeeper. The other party did not look like a pampered archbishop, but more like a hard worker.
However, as soon as the other party spoke, he showed that his speech and knowledge cultivation were completely different from his appearance. This also made Fang Rong quite ashamed of himself for his own judgment of people by his appearance.
Even so, he couldn't help but feel a little funny when he looked at the other party's appearance inconsistent with the gorgeous bishop's robe.
Faris obviously noticed his thoughts, but he didn't mind, and just smiled and said, "McIshill said in the letter that Mr. Ed must have many questions to ask."
It turned out that Mai Xier had a letter with him, but it was nothing strange to think about it. The communication was not restored, so he could only use such primitive means. Fang Yu nodded. He did have many questions to ask. The most important one was naturally about what his God-selected identity was.
"Bike Faris, I want to understand why Ms. Marland chose me as God's choice? To put it bluntly, what will she have to do with the agent, and what benefits can the agent get from it?"
He asked this core question directly, and it was not embarrassing. Whether it was the free caller or the guild's caller, the caller was the mercenary and adventurer. The core purpose of their coming to this world was to obtain high-dimensional information, and the fundamental purpose of everything was to exchange, so there was nothing to blush in the transaction itself.
Just legal labor income.
But Faris smiled slightly and shook his head gently.
Although the people around him were a little angry at Fang Lu's view of the goddess' choice as a transaction relationship, Faris himself did not show such an attitude at all. On the contrary, the old man replied very gently: "You are not thinking, Mr. Ed. The goddess is interested in your quality and noble behavior. You do not need to deliberately do anything for the adults. What you do is the lady agree with-"
"If you don't agree, she will cancel your God-selected identity."
"This relationship is the care of you by the Goddess, because she hopes that more people with justice and courage will walk in this world, so naturally, they should encourage such behavior. As her elect, you will only gain benefits from it. As for what the lady wants, it has already obtained from your behavior."
Fang Yu was stunned when he heard this.
This is OK?
Although he could understand it, he still felt incredible and couldn't help asking again: "Well, Maiheil asked me to come here to see you, what can I do here?"
"It's just that I want to meet you unilaterally, Mr. Ed," Farris smiled. "After all, I'm very curious about the voters of Goddess, as a follower. As for what you want to do, anything is OK. Questak is a good place, maybe you can go out for more walks."
"We have booked the recently ship to Tansneer for you and set off in about a week. At these times, you have time to enjoy the royal capital in this desert."
He changed the subject: "But Maiheil mentioned in the letter that you are investigating the matter between the King of the Sand and the Sorcerer. If you are interested in this, I can indeed provide some little information in this regard."
When Fang Yu heard this, he immediately became interested.
Chapter completed!