James lay in bed all afternoon, and only when night had fallen, and twilight had completely disappeared, did he slowly get up and go to a simple supper.

Damac is not here, and he needs to go to Kingsbridge's town hall and talk to Archon Nebros about the orc operation. But he had little hope for the trip before he left.

"I just hope that idiot from Nebros doesn't just see me while washing his feet. Damac said helplessly. "After we finish talking, I'm going to send someone to send this orc battle plan, huh...... Old man Jia, you are optimistic about this group of recruits, don't let them make any trouble. If anyone dares to escape before I return, you will be killed. ”

"Huh? I don't do ......."

Janold took another sip of barley wine as he bit into a large chicken leg.

"I know you can do it, old man Jia!"

This dinner was actually not very good. There were only three people at the table: James, Giarnold and Alta. In the past, DAMAC would call the recruits who performed better to come to the conference room for dinner, but now DAMAC did not invite them, and they are not interested in coming here again.

At mealtime, James was so weak that he could barely swallow anything after a few sips of barley wine. Giarnold devoured as if he had never eaten, and the whole banquet was focused on eating, without thinking of putting any thought into livening up the atmosphere. As for Alta, she carefully cut the bread with a knife and fork, then smeared it with dry butter and made a few sandwiches, and after only one bite she deduced that she had no appetite.

Giarnold snorted and fell asleep, while Arta watched James unabashedly. James was furious, but didn't have the strength to explain anything, just glanced at Alta with an almost pleading look. As Alta withdrew his gaze, he began to settle his gaze on the glass in front of him. The candlelight flickered, and the snoring of Giarnold almost toppled the entire tent.

"Are you done eating?" Alta smiled.

"Yes, ma'am...... "He was hungry, but his body wouldn't allow him to eat much."

"Are you free tonight?"

"Huh? this ......"

"I mean, meditation tutorial, are you free?" Alta began to fold her handkerchief on the table.

"There is ......"

"Alright, I'll go get some things ready, and you can go back to your tent. Come to my tent when Kingsbridge's bell strikes ten times. ”

There was no superfluous expression on Alta's face, and James couldn't really think of what kind of mess she could do. It wasn't until Arta left the cafeteria that James picked up Giarnold in a distraught. He was weak, but Old Man Jia was thinner, and his tent was not far from here, but James walked very slowly.

"Woo......"

Like a child, Giarnold exhaled and spoke, and his words were all crazy drinking words, women's names, place names, and magical terms that James didn't understand.

While James waited to go to Alta's tent for meditation training, he sat on the edge of his bed with a mush in his head. He didn't want to lie down, he was afraid that as soon as he lay down, he would fall asleep and miss something big. But as soon as I sat up, my head was groggy, as if the blood supply was insufficient. He reassured himself that it was a side effect of the healing prayer, and that the white figure and the doubtful reality of the world continued to haunt James's mind.

"You're confused, James, and if you're not ready, I'd advise you to wait. It's okay, I don't mind, I have a long time to wait, so long that you can't imagine it......"

When James stepped into Alta's tent in a daze, her first words came to his senses.

"Oh, oh...... It's fine, I was just thinking about something else. ”

"Sit down. ”

This tent is not much different from James's tent, since she is the only one who lives there, so it seems a little more spacious. Alta pointed to a recliner and asked James to sit on. James had no reason to refuse. He regretted a little in his heart, regretting that he should have put the matter off at the time, but whenever he saw Alta's calm gaze and white and soft skin, he would fall into a strange sense of comfort, so that his brain did not have room to think about retreating.

There was a fresh fragrance in the air. James had never smelled anything like it. He saw an incense burner on a table not far away, and wisps of green smoke rose from the incense burner.

"It's for your calming. Alta was rummaging through a small box and explained when she saw James' gaze. "I can give you a little more if you need it. ”

"No, no...... Thank you ......."

"After all, it's the first time to learn meditation, and medication is also essential......," Alta suddenly pulled out a pendant-like thing from the box, and then smiled at James lying in the chair. "How's it going, are you ready?"

James had an indescribable fear.

"No, no, ma'am, I think I'll need to wait a little longer. ”

"Good. Alta simply agreed.

James was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyelids.

"Ma'am, why are you in the barracks?"

"To help people. The priest also spreads the Three Sacred Religions to help people gain the right faith. Alta smiled and placed the bronze pendant on a small table beside her.

"It's dangerous......"

"Pastor...... This life has been a life of danger and responsibility. Alta smiled. "But we all did not hesitate to choose responsibility, regardless of our own dangers. Kingsbridge is the only priest with me, and in order to protect the city, I must choose to go into the barracks to help the soldiers and defend against the orcs. ”

"Are you Kingsbridge?"

Somehow, James was suddenly intrigued by the bronze metal charm that Alta had just held in his hand. He couldn't help but turn his gaze and glance at the small object on the table.

"Yes. I was born here, and I was chosen by the Three Saints as a lifetime, so I was sent to Yilmari to train as a priest, and after completing my studies, I returned to my hometown. The nobles of Vasiliya did not believe in the Three Saints, but at least they were not like the Messiah, who would be beheaded as long as they believed in the Three Saints, and they would not do anything to prevent the spread of the Three Saints, and the people here generally chose to accept the correct faith. ”

"Your altar, I mean, why can't there be a bigger church?" James' eyes were about to close. He tried to cheer himself up, but every time he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but look at the brass ornament—the round, carved, hollowed-out brass ornament, which was constantly outlined, destroyed, outlined, destroyed again, and so on in his mind.

"The Three Holy Cults originally had a cathedral in Kingsbridge, but the Empire destroyed it for various reasons, so we simply built a small altar on the side of the road, just like in other cities. Even so, a large number of people pray and donate at the altar every day. Alta paused, then added. "And the Three Saints do not allow us to build too large a church other than Nivaran, because it is too extravagant and does not conform to the doctrine of the Three Saints. ”

James now complied with his sleepiness and closed his eyes. But even so, his spirit was still sketching that strange bronze ornament. It was as if it had magic and spirituality, and it occupied his heart. He wanted to stop himself, but doing such a job would make him feel a strange sense of comfort.

"Tell me about the Three Holy Sects. I've heard that you're not a good organization with the native people of Valranari. ”

"Yes, but they are limited to dislike. Before the Andarians came to the island, the Tosians were the lords of the land. Their leader, the legendary god of death, Thor, is said to have mastered the rules of death and wanted to immortalize his people, only to create an endless number of undead - zombies, skeletons, ghosts......

"Later, another great race of Varana, the Varannaries, appeared a witch named Ogog, who led the people to defeat Thor, the god of death, but after the end of the war, she became even more cruel than Thor. Therefore, when the Andarians first landed on this land, they were met with a crazy counterattack by the Ogge witches, and later the great Three Saints defeated Ogge in Til Hill and created peace. ”

Of course, there are other explanations for this. Some say that it was the Three Saints who defeated Thor, but some say that the Three Saints and Thor have nothing to do with each other. The story I just told is recorded in the Moon Sutra, so it is very credible. ”

"Hmmm......"

James was still immersed in darkness. It was as if he saw the bronze pendant town levitating above the dark world, emitting a gentle and faint light.

"The Three Sages, as the name suggests, have a total of three great deities, they are the goddess of healing and blessing, the goddess of healing and blessing, Abinus, the god of war and fire, and Seram, the god of wisdom and reason. The three of them helped the colonial leader Ksoredon establish the kingdom of Ilmar, and the love story of Nivazhian and Ksoredon is also a household name. ”

Alta ignored James' slurred answer, the smile in his eyes still there.

"Because of the death of Xoreden, the goddess Nivazhian fell asleep in Lake Nizhwa, the wise Seram lived in the deepest part of the crystal palace and had not seen anyone for hundreds of years, and Abinus, the god of war, lived in seclusion in an unknown place on Mount Tyr, waiting for the world to come back when the world needed warriors again. ”

"Hmm...... Abinus...... Well, Abinus ......"

James's mind became more and more confused, but the bronze pendant became clearer and clearer. In his mind, he constantly sketched the appearance of the pendant, and the magical power of the pendant filled every corner of the dark spiritual world.

Scenes of devastation quickly shuttled in front of James's eyes, and he could no longer hear Alta's voice, only a white shadow swaying in the distant depths of darkness.

James was shocked because he remembered that the last time he entered that strange world, he had seen such a sight.

"Hey!"

The word stuck in James's throat, and then a scorching wave struck him, making him so hot that he felt like he was about to melt, and collapsed in a world that he hadn't had time to look at again.

......

At the junction of the kingdoms of Ilmari and Turan, an unknown peak in the Thiel Mountains.

Blazing lava erupts from the crater, bringing with it a heat wave that is unbearable for any life. Death and desolation became the only two synonyms of this land.

Deep in this barren land, in the very center of the crater's magma pool, there is a raised red rock. A black-robed red-haired man sat upright, eyes closed, unconcerned about the blazing lava that hit him. Behind him, a bright red greatsword stuck in the rock, this sword, like his black robes, had a strange and terrifying red vein, emitting a red mist and a strange light.

The man opened his eyes, revealing fiery red eyes, calmly gazing at the surface of the magma pool.

It was the first time in hundreds of years that he had opened his eyes, and it was the first time in hundreds of years that he had felt the influence of humans in his brain. Just now, a nasty force burrowed into his brain, and he had to bother to solve this trivial matter-

He moved his eyes, wanting to easily end the invasion of this force.

The lava is still lapping against the rock wall.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes a second time, furrowed his eyebrows, clenched his hand once, then released it again.

He let out a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes again.

After a few more seconds, he jerked up from the stone, and the force from his body struck a red wave several feet high in the center of the magma pool.

He froze for a moment, then probed his brain again, shook his head, and sat down again.

The volcano calmed down.