Blasphemy

TL: Shovatranslations  EDts: Fragrantpig89 and intenseinfantry2520  

..........................................   In the early morning snow, Rhine city looked as if the whole city was made up of silver. The ices were reflecting the bright color of the sunlight that was passing through the tree gaps. All the dirtiness and the ugliness of the city seem to have been cleaned up overnight. This year winter came early to the Rhine city; people were starting to wear the winter dress in the street. Nobles and the rich people have the exact mind. Especially the expensive madams and the misses, when it comes to showcases the new winter dress. Solon in southwestern district was the city's slums; it was a forgotten corner of the city that was concentrated with the people with the low income people, where they engaged in the variety of occupations that will let them sustain their livelihood. However this place was also the haven for the criminals. For the people here, the arrival of the winter was not a good thing. For it meant, patching up the dilapidated Houses, preparing the clothing and fuels for the winter. On the edge of the Solon, Rogge was standing in front of an old two-story house, satisfactorily watching his new nest. Building was in the excellent location, of course, this was only the case for a few people, such as Rogge. That Small building was not far away from a small cemetery, the tall oak trees were planted around the building. Even in the sunny and cloudless day, the surrounding of the building looked dark and ghastly. Rogge feeling happy opened the door and went in. That building seemed to be unused for some time. The little furniture that was there was covered with dust and webs. Half of the Blinds in the house were not working and beside the living room, there were wooden stair cases that lead to the second floor. The second floor had three rooms, one large and two small. The large one, Rogge was preparing himself to use it as the study, as for the two small ones, one for a storage room, and second as a laboratory. Heaven knows, at least for now Rogge can experiment. Due to the unique geographical location, that building cost Rogge only 50 gold coins, just over a week ago, this was Rogge’s a year's living expenses and tuition fees. However, today there are 350 coins in his pockets; the staff that he seized a week ago from the mercenary mage was of good quality.It was a high grade staff with water affinity and good equipment for the water mage with no little support. Because Rogge brilliantly single-hand took the other two soldiers and a magician, Lawrence and others believed that the staff should go to him. Rogge, waited few days time to let the news of the battle to quiet down and sold that magic staff for 400 gold coins. Rogge, who never held so much money in his self, old Reeves who was a noble, his one year's income from the rent of various land and other taxes summed only 300 gold coins, there will naturally be no surplus to his son. Besides declining nobles are still the nobles, and the necessary social relationship and interaction between other nobles put heavy economic pressure on old Reaves, which resulted in his increasingly irritable temper. It took a week to set and prepare the building for him to move, and in the process Rogge spent 20 gold coins for the set of new furniture. Now Rogge laid in his bed full of satisfaction in the study (as his taste, he didn’t feel that there was anything wrong for a bed to be in the study), filled with gold coins around, god knows what a desire a son of a declining noble have for the gold coins. After tossing about in his bed for innumerable times, Rogge was finally tired and anxious slept, he slept for a whole night and day and only woke when the bright sun was setting in the west. “AH AH AH ````````````!”Stretching his waist in a very lazy manner, Rogge jumped out of his bed, with a number of gold coins drops in the ground making a jingling sound. That sound was very pleasing to hear.Sleep to rest and when awake count the money till the hands are cramped. This is Rogge's happy life.  In the following month, Rogge returned to his new nest, and layered it with number of booby traps and instruments. Lawrence and the parties, who came to the Rogge’s new nest, have several ideas and advices but naturally most of the ideas joke. But occasionally there were some surprising ideas. Of course, the arrangements of these rookies were limited in power, but some sinister effect can take place. During this period, Rogge was about to learn a new spell, the flame fingers. In which from your finger tip, spraying out a little fire to attack the enemy; however, the Rank two-spell power was extremely limited. In the spirit of the discovery, that the spirit force can also be used to trip the enemy, caused Rogge, once again to doggedly start to train hard. But beyond throwing the cat out of his room in the last January, there has been no further achievement. Rogge finally understood the truth that he is not going to make any progress any time soon, his blood subsided. And began to look for Emmett and the company and they start fooling around.Rogge almost forgot that he have a skeleton. To get the profits, one must have the right tools, its prerequisite. Rogge also understood this point.           "The old oak" War left many scars and pain for Emmett and others who were involved in that also understand this truth. They bought some high quality equipment, which naturally also includes some less of knighthood and noble standards. Rogge bought a fine spirits arm a crossbow, which could hold three crossbow arrows, on which a simple spell was placed to slightly increase magic penetration. "This is much more convenient to use than eating a food dish”. "Rogge shamelessly said to Emmett, Emmett feeling similarly, recommended that the arrows further more be dipped on the anesthetic, which Rogge immediately accepted. These friends to be honest, for a month didn't go out much only to fool around. But beside that, they used the many months of money to purchase the equipment.  The reason was that they were afraid to meet those mercenaries. Those guys, if any of them were to be serious, were enough to beat them all. Although they were not blatant enough to kill a noble, but a body suffering is inevitable. Moreover, mercenaries were mostly skilled person. Whenever they thought of female warriors, they remembered the kick between the legs, when remembering that, Lawrence always shudder, and subconsciously clamping his legs.   …………………..  In the west of Rhine city, 200 miles away in the city of Lille, capital of the Duchy of Bavaria Duke mansion, Offie Roque was reading the report on Rogge with full of enthusiasm, particularly the action of arming of the crossbow with the toxin and the description of the traps and the instruments in Rogge’s nest.  Erica, who looks like the combination of both ice and black flame, picks up the report with her slender fingers as if picking up the some dirty things. The bright blue nail often glistens under the sunlight. This report makes her aversion of these king of people deepens much more, and couldn’t understand why Offie was interested in such a waste so much. A black flame lit up from her fingers, quickly reducing those reports up in smoke, leaving not even a trace of ash. The ice crystal fingers were in fire, but not a bit burned. Offie didn’t mind that, thinks a little and stands up, went to the window. Window was facing east, and because of the sunset, all the landscape was tinged with the layer of blood red. Offie’s eyes seemed to cross hundreds of miles of space and time, falling on the Rhine. The setting sun was even more red, covering the thousands of miles of the country in blood. Offie’s blood slowly boils, his heart picturing the bird view of the earth from the house. Erica, as hidden in the black fire of the purgatory, felt the same as her gazed at the mountains and rivers that were dyeing in the blood in the moment of the Offie rising. The eyes slowly melting ice, white light flashed, as death Scythe on the cold. ………………….  As the snow melted in the first sunshine of the spring, Rogge came out from the Feith’s laboratory, silently watching the melting snow on the roof dropping drip by drip. Rogge and faith had a lengthy talk last night, after finished ask some questions about magic, they talked about a lot of things as they had a lot of common. After talking about innumerable fables of the powerful and legendary magician, Feith suddenly sighed: “To become the formidable magician, money is a must.” Rogge’s eyes lit up: “Yes those great magicians; what they have are priceless equipments.” Ah, the staff that I picked up from the mercenary mage sold for hundreds of gold coins.” So the conversation naturally turned to how a magician should make money.  “Rogge, you are now also considered to have the money. Of course, these are not enough, can not even afford some decent raw materials. You were so long with me with me; this teacher has not given you anything. This magic ring may be you can use it a little bit. These are piece of black crystal, good quality; however you have to rely on your own effort for your magical equipment. If you do not understand any thing in respect to magic, then come and ask me. The rest will depend on your own hard work.  Improvement in magic will not be done in one or two days. If you want to quickly become stronger, make money, money will get you good magic equipment. Become powerful and make more money.” “In the history of man, which of the rich is not influential? As for those major Magister, all of them are equipped with the great artifacts while founding figures, emperors, why more money is not enough. And what a war is not a money-burning war? ” Feith is still outstanding. "As to make money, this knowledge is not small. The road of making money, is knowing the potential, in General, and in person. The time and the nature of the human, the world situation. One has to take the take the advantage of every opportunity that presents itself in front of you.” Referring to the ability to know people and to understand the nature of the man, one is often poor in that ability, no matter how intelligent you are, you will not be omnipotent. Every thing in this world, we can get for out own use, money speaks for itself.” “Last point is that, every one and every thing can be abandoned. If you have the self knowledge, you can go forward or retreat as per the situation, if you see that the situation is not possible to win, admit defeat. Lose one time two times, it does not matter, as long as you are alive you can always make a comeback.” “Rogge, ah, you are good, but you are less patience. This business has no quick fix. Take a time to look at the history, the previous path taken by your predecessors. Must know that the important thing is not to run faster than others in the road, but that you have chosen a correct path.” Rogge heard him with stunned expression, blood surging in his heart. Who could have thought that the stereotypical and stiff Feith had such insights? Rogge the present world in the new light, his heart imbued with gold coin issue a soft light. Feith gave Rogge’s magic ring a general boost in magic. This magic boost is actually a help to the caster to have more precise control in spell, thus it will use less mana to cast spells. Because of this one can release lower rank magic with out much mana drain. …………………… Rogge, walked with powerful steps towards his house, never in his life, had his moral thrive like this, night scene all seems transmission of golden light. Gold Coins, jewelry, and beautiful women were all dancing in the mind of Rogge. Oh, look at those towering breasts, that long legs, they are really nice, like the real thing. "Why does that face look a bit familiar?  “Looks good, bright enough. Where have I seen?”.............. “This is not an illusion!”Roger sobers suddenly from his fantasy; looks at the end of the alley dumbfounded, where he sees the female warrior withering, a sudden chill came over to him. "I've been looking for you for two months!" Squeezed from her teeth, the voice sounded as good as a death knell.