wandering fairy

Grimm is leading the team to stop in the wilderness.He got off his horse and shouted to the soldiers: "You all be careful, I will cast a spell now to ensure our safe return!"

The exchange of hostages went smoothly, without the expected fighting.The disciples of Serota exchanged the hostages in good faith, so that the portal scrolls they had prepared in advance were not used.They are now on their way back to Harmonwell.

However, he is still uneasy about the disciples of Serota.He has heard a lot of rumors about how these narrow-minded guys betrayed their promises.If he was not careful, he might be robbed by those lunatics.We must find a way to ensure the safety of these gold!So he stopped the team and prepared to use the divination spell scroll.

The soldiers opened their whistles scatteredly, but all of them secretly turned their heads to peek at the little mage's spellcasting.For ordinary people like them in remote and poor villages, magic is a very rare thing, and it is rare for them to see it a few times in their lives!So very curious.

But they were disappointed. Apart from seeing Grimm chanting a few spells and the words on the scroll glowing orange, there was no major movement.

Grimm has remained silent, and his soul can feel that the strange arcane is working in a special way.Soon, a set of messages was transmitted to his mind through the soul: "Take a detour to ensure a safe journey."

He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the followers of Serotta would really turn back and rob them.

He sneered in his heart, trying to trick me?Unfortunately, now I know your plans.Hahahahaha.Can you actually understand the greatness of arcane art?The power of prophecy spells is sometimes beyond the reach of the gods!Hahahahaha.

Throwing away the scroll that had become waste paper, he got on his horse and ordered: "Let's all set out, and turn to the side road when you reach the fork in front of you!"

Harmonwell Town, Pastor Flick's house.

In the large room without partitions, Flick was praying softly to a half-arm-high water elemental statue.There are several open windows on both sides of the big house. Sunshine shines in from the neatly arranged windows, which not only coats the furniture in the house with a layer of bright colors, but also makes the statue of the water element show a round of crystal brilliance, exuding a strong sacred breath.

Bob Fith watched Flick pray intently, secretly envious in his heart—I hope that one day I can also be favored by God Elicia and become a priest!Hmm~~ Why don't you go back and talk to Teacher Dong Hezi, and ask him to give me a holy blessing, so that I can become a messenger of God as soon as possible~~

He was thinking about it when Flick suddenly turned around and asked, "Bob Feith, do you want to be a druid or a priest?"

Bob Feith asked back in amazement: "Isn't that the same? Just like Teacher Dong Hezi and you, don't you both believe in the god Elicia and spread the teachings for her?"

Flick smiled kindly and said, "It's not the same, it's not the same! My power comes from God Elicia. Master Dong Hezi's power comes from nature itself. And I do have the responsibility to spread the teachings of God Elicia, But Master Dong Hezi did not. In fact, he is not a follower of God Elicia."

"What?" Bob Feith was inexplicably horrified, "You mean Teacher Dong Hezi doesn't believe in the god Elicia? How could that be? Didn't you become a priest because Teacher Dong Hezi blessed you?"

"You still don't understand the difference between us." Flick patiently explained: "It was indeed his blessing at the time, but he only guided God Elicia to visit here. The reason why I can become God's priest In the end, it is up to the gods to decide, and has nothing to do with Master Dong Hezi. If you become a priest of the god Elicia, then your soul will belong to the name of the goddess, and the soul will go to the goddess after death. If you become If you are a druid, then unfortunately you believe in the goddess, you can also believe in other gods, or even~~ not even worship any god! With such a flower, your soul may not necessarily go to the goddess."

"Wait." Bob Feith's head was still in a mess, and it was the first time he knew the difference between a priest and a druid!In the past, he even mistakenly thought that a druid was a very special kind of priest!But only now did I realize that the druid was not the messenger of God!He stammered and asked: "In other words, if I become a priest, I must be a believer of the goddess. After death, my soul will definitely belong to the name of the goddess. But if I become a druid, I may not be a believer of the goddess. After death, I may not be a believer of the goddess. Will go to another kingdom of God, maybe~~ will be nailed to the wall of the invisible?!"

"Yes." Flick replied with a serious face.

"Then~~Which god is Master Donghezi a believer in?" Bob Feith asked with difficulty. He had always thought that Donghezi believed in Elicia, the god of water elements.

Flick was silent for a while before he said: "The goddess didn't see any light of faith in him. In fact, he doesn't believe in any gods. Of course, speaking broadly, he can barely be regarded as a shallow believer of the goddess. However, he acted according to his own will, and did not refer to the wishes of the goddess according to our teachings at all, so his qualifications as a believer are really very reluctant."

Bob Firth stays there--Gods!It turns out that the teacher is an unbeliever!And I actually studied for so long with an unbeliever!Then the theories he taught were originally the theories of unbelievers!

His head was confused for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Then what if I choose to become the priest of the goddess?"

Flick's face softened, and he said: "First of all, you can no longer be a student of Master Dong Hezi. He is just our mentor, that is, the person who guides us into the place of faith. But he can't be our teacher , a druid is not qualified to be a priest's teacher. Secondly, you have to forget about his 'five elements' theory, concentrate on studying the teachings of the goddess Elicia, and use the method she taught to look at and deal with everything. You can no longer Use your own will to judge and act indiscriminately."

She paused, let Bob Feith digest it, and then said: "Finally, you can continue to use the other knowledge and theories that Dong Hezi taught you. However, the goddess will pass on to you another method of training yourself, As long as you practice seriously, you can produce some spell-like abilities or even supernatural powers! This is a unique training method for the God of Elements, which is not available to any other gods. You can think about these things carefully."

Bob Feith thought hard for a while at a loss, and finally said: "I still need to ask the teacher about some things."

Flick said with a smile: "That's right. But if you intend to become the priest of the God of Water, there is a task for you now!"

Bob Feith was overjoyed, and immediately approached him and asked, "What mission?"

"Take my money and go to Liroux City, order a small cold iron altar for the goddess, and bring it back."

Bob Feith's small face was hehe, and he replied, "No problem, when shall I leave?"

"Tomorrow!" Flick was very happy. This little guy with potential seemed to have decided to become a priest.The rest is how to appease the unhappiness of the Archdruid Dong Hezi.

Nine days later.

The old baron was lying in an armchair by the window, enjoying the spring sunshine and the warm scent of sprouts.The old housekeeper walked to the door and said with a beaming face, "Master, Grimm is back. He also brought back five large boxes of gold coins! I heard that there are 5 gold coins! They are carrying them, go down and have a look."

The old baron's eyes widened, and he tried his best to pretend to be unhappy and said, "Is this kid who can only daydream still alive?!" After speaking, the excitement in his tone was beyond demonstration. ——5 gold coins! ! !Money that I can't make in my whole life!This kid really got it done?By God Alec!

He walked out of the small castle with weak steps as hard as he could, and saw the soldiers unloading several large wooden boxes from the carriage.The heavy look made him smile.

"Uncle, I'm back!" Grimm suddenly appeared in front of him, and said very happily and proudly: "Look, 5 gold coins! I succeeded! Those bandits wanted to rob the money back halfway, but With the help of the prophecy spell, I foresaw their plot at once. I followed the guidance of the spell and took a detour, so I came back a few days late. It made you worry."

The old baron tried his best to put on a cold face to teach him a lesson, but he still couldn't help laughing and cursing: "It's all thanks to Master Dong Hezi who caught that Mukula, and the money is logically all due to him." Yes. Your hard work is just helping others."

"No, no!" Grimm quickly interjected, "Mukula's bounty is only 3 gold coins, and Master Donghezi deserves 3 gold coins at most if he catches him! I bargained with Mukula It took a long time to set his ransom at 5 gold coins. So I deserve at least the remaining 2 gold coins!"

As he spoke, he brought the old baron to several large wooden boxes, and opened them one by one for him to see.

A row of gold coins dangled in front of the old baron's eyes, his eyes were dazzled, this time it was really dazzled.

The two were laughing, and the eyes of the surrounding soldiers were wide open. Everyone was fascinated by the piles of golden brilliance, and they didn't even blink or raise their hands!

Suddenly, there was a soft "bang".

A black shadow flashed out from under a wooden box!Go straight to the old baron!

The black shadow flashed across the old baron's neck with a cold light.

Blood shot out from his neck, dyeing the gold coin in front of him bright red!

Before everyone came to their senses, the black shadow shouted loudly: "This is the punishment of God Serotta! There will be more severe punishments waiting for you in the future!" As he spoke, he rushed straight out of the city, his speed was as fast as gallop!It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Everyone stood on the spot!It turns out that there is a hidden compartment under the big box-the killer is hidden in it!

A soldier came to his senses and shouted, "There are assassins!!"

After a moment of "coaxing", everyone panicked and shouted: "There is an assassin! Someone has assassinated the baron!", "Quickly tell someone to close the city gate! Don't let him escape!", "Be alert! The whole city alert!"

The old baron fell to the ground clutching his neck, crimson blood flowed from between his fingers, turning his clothes into a shocking bright red—life was passing by rapidly.

The old butler yelled at Grimm: "Save the Baron!"

Grimm, whose head was in a mess, finally ended his daze, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly searched for the potion from dozens of pockets on his body.

A bottle of potion for moderate injuries was poured on the wound on the old baron's neck.But the wound had not completely healed, and the old baron had already passed out from suffocation.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Grimm yelled helplessly. Although mages can perform all kinds of magical arcane spells, they can't heal them, and he only has this bottle of healing potion.

What a useless piece of crap!The contempt in the old butler's heart was fully displayed in his eyes - how could such a dazed and flustered look be a lord?

He immediately stopped several soldiers to find Pali Ke and Dong Hezi, and there was only a glimmer of hope for two people who were proficient in healing.

Palick arrived soon, and he tried his best to suppress his excitement, hugged the old baron, and cast a "cure fatal wound" on him.

The deep and terrible wound on the neck healed quickly!He cast a few more small spells to restore his strength.

The old baron woke up, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was more terrifying than the legendary vampires. Fortunately, his life was saved.While looking at Palik gratefully, he panted heavily.It took him a while to recover, and he asked Grimm, "Where's the assassin?"

"He~~" Grimm was speechless: "He~~ ran away."

The old baron was angry for a moment: "You! Why don't you go after him?"

Grimm hurriedly defended: "Because I want to save you!"

"It was Palik who saved me!" The old baron was panting and angry: "What have you done? Not only did you bring back an assassin! You also let him run away! Where did your prophecy spells go?"

Grimm tried his best to argue: "That spell is a scroll, and I only have one. I've already used it."

The old baron stared at him for a while, and then a harsh word popped out of his mouth: "Trash!"

Palik said: "Uncle, don't be angry, the most important thing now is to order people to close the city gate immediately! Firstly, to prevent the assassins from escaping, secondly, to prevent outside thieves from sneaking in. Then order everyone in the town to return immediately. No one in my own house is allowed to walk on the street! If anyone finds a stranger, report it immediately. If the assassin hasn’t left the city, it’s easy to find him out. You go back and rest first, and I’ll chase the assassin back!”

The old baron's eyes lit up. Not only did this nephew handle things in a calm and orderly manner, he was far better than Grimm!He asked expectantly, "Can it work?"

Palik smiled, and said confidently and proudly: "No problem at all! I can pray to the gods, divine the direction of his escape, and then chase after him on horseback. I believe I will come back to see you soon with his head in my hand!"

The old baron said with a smile: "It's all up to you." After saying that, he ordered the person to convey the news——Palik has the full authority to handle the assassin's affairs, and the civilians and soldiers in the whole town must obey the orders without any mistakes.Then he didn't look down on Grimm, who was sitting on the ground with a pale face, and was supported by several soldiers back to the small castle.

Legio's emaciated body galloped across the gray stony wastes.He was originally a rogue, and later joined Mukula's bandits, and after seeing the boundless power of Serotah, the god of disasters, he resolutely became his disciple.Due to his outstanding performance, he has now obtained a first-level divine spell bestowed by the gods, and has worked as a junior priest part-time.

After learning that Mukula was captured, the senior priest in the team ordered him to lurk in the wooden box containing gold coins according to the will of God Serotta, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate senior figures in Harmonville Town.He was going to kill Grimm on the way, but he heard the soldiers talking about the old baron in the wooden box.So he suffered for several days, and finally successfully assassinated the real lord here!

The people in this town are really country bumpkins, and they have never seen the market at all.I don't even know such a simple assassination method!Not only was he unprepared when he opened the box, but the guards at the city gate were also extremely slow.After they ran out of the city unscathed, they still didn't understand what happened!

By God Serotta, it only takes me a few more minutes to stay out of their sight and use my rogue skills to sneak out of here.Then after I go back, maybe God will give me a higher reward.In fact, I don't need much, as long as I can fly in a storm like the leader of Mukula.Ability to fly!This is the dream of many warriors!

The rush of horseshoes came from a distance behind him, and he turned his head to see a small black figure, which seemed to be a man in heavy armor holding a heavy hammer, riding a group of black reflective steeds forward. He rushed quickly.Its speed is more than double that of an ordinary horse!

"How could there be such a fast horse!" He exclaimed, and the black shadow in the distance seemed to be "flying" on the ground!Within a few breaths, he had rushed to a place less than a thousand feet (300 meters) away from him, and the speed of his four-legged steps was still accelerating, just like several intertwined black shadows vibrating at high speed!

Suddenly he came to his senses - this was not Mahao, but the "acceleration technique"!Otherwise, the horse's stride speed couldn't be so weird!

Palik was riding on a windy steed, and the thin assassin was close at hand. He just wanted to laugh heartily.

This time, the uncle was saved, and the unhappiness between the two of them must have disappeared.If he can catch this guy and go back, the relationship between the two will even warm up. As long as he doesn't overly stimulate uncle, then the road of preaching will be much smoother.As long as the large amount of missionary money promised by Archbishop Niorocco arrives, I don't believe that these poor rural ghosts will not penetrate into my lord's door.Hahahahaha.

He laughed and danced the warhammer in his hand into a whirlwind, rushing towards the assassin!

Horseshoes sounded like thunder in the back of his head, and the sledgehammer turned into a mass of violent wind and swept across Lezio.

In a blink of an eye, his figure flashed, and he jumped sideways as high as two people, "flying" out of the bombardment range of the sledgehammer, and landed not far away as lightly as a sparrow.

The guy on horseback rushed to the front and hurriedly reined in his horse and returned to Xinjiang.