The priest cast a reserved glance at the black crack above the frozen river, seemingly careless, but revealing unconcealed pride.

"No matter how many powerful weapons you equip yourself...... None of them are strong enough to do this. "Of course, it's not something a human can smash with a few punches." ”

Hearing this, Borena wanted to laugh, so she simply laughed out loud.

"Sounds like your masterpiece?" he said, "and you're pretty proud? You know what it is, don't you? Isn't it more dangerous than what I, a 'human,' can do?"

"Of course I do. Levie's eyes flashed, "And how much do you know about the things you use?"

"This?" Borena shook his fist, "This is a gift from Beranti's battle mages, and it's not strong enough, but it's still useful." ”

At least, at this moment, it was pretty much the only magic item he could still use.

Levy chuckled softly, "So, did those battle mages tell you where this thing came from?"

"Somewhere. Borena replied nonchalantly.

"A certain otherworld. Levi nodded and repeated, "There used to be many such things, but now they are almost rarer than artifacts, do you know why?"

"Why?" said Borena with a shy look of curiosity.

But he wasn't unaware of the dangers.

The gift given to him "as a sign of guilt" by the group of battle mages after they had nearly destroyed half of Balach was an inconspicuous black armband from a millennia ago when many people could move freely between many different worlds, the most chaotic and greatest magical era. It was a time when people brought back all sorts of things from other worlds, and after this world shut itself off and put an end to space spells that spanned different worlds, those things were either destroyed in the Dark Ages that followed, or even that history was deliberately erased and no one could see it again. There are very few that have really survived and can still be used. He had this in his hand, and no one could tell what world it came from or how it worked, but it was very convenient to use - no spells or actions were required, and it could be driven by will alone.

And like the priests of Andukh...... And what the priest in front of him said, all spells that need to be connected to the soul are dangerous.

"It's been a long time since the Archmage Tower got this thing, and who has ever heard of a mage using it?" added Levie.

Such provocation is already quite simple and crude, so rough that Borena is simply a little aggrieved - don't I deserve a more cunning or elegant way of provoking?

He touched the armband. Wearing it doesn't really feel anything, it changes temperature with his body temperature. Maybe none of the mages actually used it, and maybe the battle mages did have other purposes, but so what?

"They told me about the possible dangers. "Maybe not all...... But can't I guess? I accepted this gift myself, I chose to risk it, and this—"

He pointed to the crack: "This is the 'danger' imposed on me, on this country, on this world. So, what position do you have to accuse me of 'using a very dangerous force'?"

"How can that be an accusation?" said the priest, looking surprised and innocent, "I'm just worried about you. ”

Borena scoffed and looked at the other hapless guy who had just gotten out of the ground with a cutlass and was knocked unconscious by Rosa's kick.

Levy turned a blind eye, as if those men had nothing to do with him, and explained to him sincerely: "And what you are doing, the danger that you have 'imposed' on this world...... No, Your Majesty, that is not a danger, it is an opportunity, it is more possible, it is the revival of the glory of the past...... It's a brighter future. ”

The corners of Borena's mouth twitched. Levie had the skills of most high-ranking priests - his voice may not be particularly good, but his deliberately trained tone of voice, the passion in which he was impressed, like that of an actor on stage.

"Now that you know where that 'gift' came from, you should know about that era. The priest's earnest and fervent eyes looked unpretentious, as if he genuinely believed what he was saying: "It was a time with its dangers, but it was also full of possibilities. But when we are locked up in a prison in the name of 'protection', those may no longer exist. I'm not saying that the protection was out of any malice, but the chick also needs to break its shell to gain real life, and only then can it spread its wings and fly into the sky. In fact, by now, the eggshell was already full of cracks, and we have enough strength to resist those so-called dangers, so why not break it and welcome a new life?

His voice was full of emotion and sincerity, but Rosa only felt embarrassed and her scalp tingled, and she couldn't help but want to laugh. She was also quite accustomed to these involuntary grandeurs, she could deal with all kinds of people calmly, and follow their words to be false and wronged. But perhaps accustomed to the absurd and vivid stories that Borena likes, she is now a little indigestible about the serious repertoire that the priest is good at.

Fortunately, she didn't need to deal with it at this time. Their Majesty the King, though always humbly referred to him as a storyteller, was no less than good at the priest in acting. He frowned slightly, as if he was a little moved by the hesitation, so that Levy was full of spirit to make persistent efforts, Yin Yin persuaded: "I come with sincerity, Your Majesty...... I know that your friends have a great influence on you, but there is never any unresolvable conflict between us. Don't you want to make this country stronger? I've heard that in some other world that freezes all year round, there are edible plants that can grow tenaciously...... I'm also a native of Anktan, and I was born in a poor village, so I know very well what this country has been through and what it needs—and if you are willing to go with us, the peace and prosperity you have worked so hard to achieve will not change any more. ”

Borena took a deep breath.

"Sounds really exciting. He said, "But your 'sincerity' is not a little late?" Or, the time you played—

He tapped his toe on the ground: "Is there a mistake?"

The mockery in his tone was enough for Levy to understand that his enthusiastic performance was nothing more than a waste of saliva.

The priest's face sank, and His Majesty crossed his hands on his hips and earnestly asked: "However, I still want to ask why you have to kill me?—— I really didn't do anything to you." ”

After a moment of silence, the priest smiled with a completely different expression.

"But, Your Majesty. He said, "You have made the people of this country content with the status quo." ”