The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Therefore, the high priests of Hefeng Continent and the monks of the blue planet have a similarity, that is, they both love meditation-saying things you don't understand.

If you talk about a future that is inevitable, you really think you are a prophet, and you can know the past and the present by just a few fingers.

In this regard, I am very unconvinced.

God knows if you have a lot of eyes and ears, and you have been monitoring me, so you can know my schedule.

With a skeptical attitude, I faintly feel that this so-called high priest is likely to be an extremely authoritative careerist who also desires greater authority.

"I am very satisfied with my current life." The high priest took a deep look at me and shook his head. "So I am different from you. I will not try to fight for greater power, nor do I have your ambitions as large as the sea."

"My ambition?"

The "child" high priest slowly got up, leaned on a cane higher than her, and walked towards me slowly. She walked very slowly until I didn't know how long she had passed before she finally stood in front of me.

One meter apart, I can see her more clearly.

No matter how well maintained, her face is still covered with fine lines, her skin is no longer as tight as a girl, and her cheeks droop slightly, causing a slight tremor when she breathes.

She has white hair, but she is different from mine.

My silver hair is caused by nature, and she gradually disappeared because of the changes of the years.

She is not tall, even if she stands straight, she may not reach my shoulders. Besides, she is still hunched, like a bow.

"Child" she whispered again, and her breathing became a little quick: "Don't use your young thinking to imagine an old man who has lived for a thousand years. I am no longer young, and many things are no longer extravagant. I am now I want to continue my peaceful life, as usual."

"Baking in the sun, blowing in the breeze." She closed her eyes, opened her arms, facing the dimness: "Sniff the fragrance of flowers, smell the words of birds."

Putting down her hands, she turned around and opened her eyes: "Do you understand?"

"......understood."

This answer contained countless apologies. I really shouldn't use my narrow thinking to conjecture an old man who desires a peaceful life.

She walked back to her seat, sat down slowly, and beckoned to me: "Child, come here, sit and talk."

Stepping forward, sitting down opposite her, the high priest smiled and said, "Child, you can ask me questions, any questions."

"Aren't you supposed to ask me questions?"

"First answer all the doubts in your mind, then you can answer my questions with confidence, right?"

"..." After exhaling, I said: "You are right, so, can you ask any questions?"

She nodded.

After pondering for a while, I said: "I remember you just said that the moonlight scepter I got in the ancient tomb is only half. In other words, it actually has the other half, isn't it?"

"Yes" the high priest said: "The Moonlight Scepter does have the other half."

"Excuse me, where is the other half?"

"In the forbidden area of ​​Moonlight City Palace."

"Moonlight City Palace Forbidden Land? Since it is there, the Fairy Queen should have the opportunity to combine the Moonlight Scepter into one!"

"There is a chance."

I don't understand: "But why doesn't she do that?"

"Because it is not the time to retrieve the other half," the high priest said.

"Are you worried about Akharvey?" I wondered: "Is his power already so strong?"

The high priest did not answer, she laughed without saying a word.

After scratching my hair, I suddenly remembered that I had become a bald head. I couldn't help but coughed embarrassingly, and said, "Uh...isn't it like this?"

The high priest still laughed and said nothing.

This...what does it mean that Nima just smiles but doesn't speak?

Could it be that......

"You mean, can't this matter leak out?"

This time the high priest made a statement, but she still didn't speak, just nodded.

I curled my lips and mumbled: "I thought you could really answer any questions I asked."

"Of course I can answer, and I am indeed answering" the high priest smiled: "It's just that I answer some questions with my mouth, and some questions I answer in my heart."

This also works...

I kneel for you.

However, since there are questions that can be answered with the mouth, it shows that there is still value for me to ask.

"My High Priest, do you know where Akahavi is hiding?"

The high priest laughed and said nothing.

"Then do you know why he became like this?"

"Nature is cruel, bewitched by others."

"Being bewitched? Do you know who bewitched him?"

"outsider."

"Outsider?" I looked dumbfounded: "What outsider?"

The high priest laughed and said nothing.

"Well, next question..."

In this way, I asked more than a dozen questions in a row, some involving privacy, some involving the world, and some secret tombs. Some questions were answered immediately by the high priest, and some questions were only half-talked by the high priest. There are still problems, she laughed and said nothing.

Finally, I felt tired, so I stopped asking questions, but asked her to tell her the questions I wanted to answer.

The high priest shook his head, and said, "You still have questions that you haven't said."

"It's gone" I curled my mouth and thought hard for a moment: "Well, no more... eh wait!"

Suddenly, I thought of a person, a guy who is like my friend and foe.

"Master High Priest, I want to ask you, Achilles, do you know?"

The high priest nodded.

"What kind of person is he, and is he a man of the legendary hero age?"

"He is a man from the age of legendary heroes," the high priest said indifferently: "And he is also the deputy of Carter Adams, the first Patriarch of the Carter family. As for what kind of person he is, um... he is brave, and Very cowardly."

"What's the answer?" I muttered dissatisfied, and then I asked her: "What kind of person is Carter Adams?"

"Cart Adams," the high priest chuckled, "He is an over-blooded child."

child......

I always feel that calling the legendary hero this way is a bit contrary.

"The kid clamored all day to eradicate all the monsters that infested Eri City. It turns out that he really worked hard."

"Huh? Listening to you, did he fail in the end?"

The high priest laughed and said nothing.

Halo, can't you even say whether it failed or not?

However, Carter Adams turned out to be a hot-blooded hero of justice, which really surprised me. After all, his descendants would be like that...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing, and muttered to myself: "It's a waste of my ancestor's fame. I didn't expect that the descendants of the Carter family are all bastards."

As I said, I raised my head and looked at the high priest and said, "Your High Priest, you should know that, Carter Scott, the second young master of Ayre City, is conducting experimental research with the Lord of York City and the president of the Knights of the Round Table Guild. The result of their research is probably a disgusting monster!"

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