Before he could take a closer look at which world he had entered, he was swallowed up by an extremely violent heat wave. Then, he felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. The pain didn't last long, and James then woke up.

Still the same familiar tent, Alta still sitting in front of her, smiling.

"I ......"

"You seem to be a little frightened," she said, "did you dream about something?"

James was silent for a moment, staring blankly at the copper-colored pendant before speaking slowly.

"Nothing, nothing, just a little uncomfortable. ”

Alta raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, this is normal, if you've just entered a strange state, then congratulations, you've mastered the rules of meditation. Alta reached out and took the bronze pendant in her hand. "I'm guessing you've noticed, you must have been thinking about this thing in your mind when you listened to me, didn't you?"

"Hmm......" James hadn't recovered from the inexplicable heat wave and the reappearance of the fantasy world, but just snorted softly, indicating that he was listening.

"That's right, this thing has been blessed by the Three Sages, and I specially prepared it for you. She handed the totemic pendant to James. James was stunned for a moment and took it.

"Why does this thing make me ...... It's just ......," he couldn't describe.

"The Three Saints inject spirituality into it, which is conducive to your meditation. The next time you're upset, you can sketch out what this pendant will look like in your mind, so that you can enter a meditative state much faster than if you were imagining it. ”

Alta stood up.

"It's not too early, James, this thing is for you...... I've heard that you'd love to be a good fighter, so you'd better try it every night, as Damac asks. ”

"Hmm. James knew it was time to get out of here, and he stood up. "Ms. Alta, I've always thought you were a little weird about me. ”

"Yes. She unexpectedly agreed to this assertion, much to James' surprise.

"For ...... Why......" He had all sorts of jumbled thoughts in his mind. James had to force his emotions so that he wouldn't spit them out.

"Because the Three Sages have asked me to pay attention to you. She smiled and said, "This is the will of the Three Sages, I can't interfere, and I can't confide too much in you." ”

"Ah, Lady Alta, have you seen the Three Saints?"

"I'm just an ordinary priest, how can I have seen the great Three Saints. But before you came to Kingsbridge, I heard the Three Saints whispering to me. She lifted the curtain of her tent. "It's magical. An ordinary person like me originally had no chance to be so close to the Three Sages, and you gave me this opportunity. ”

"I ......"

James was speechless. Everything can be blamed on the Three Saints, and he has no way to refute it, because once it does, Alta also has enough reasons to reject James.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he clearly felt the change in himself - it is no exaggeration to say that James was now able to see even more subtle things. It was late at night, and without even blinking his eyes, he saw a few fireflies flying in the grass, flickering faintly in the darkness.

On weekdays, if James saw this strange creature at night, he would not have any other thoughts except that it was beautiful, but this time he actually associated fireflies with the stars in the sky, and he was sad for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was far away from the tent where he lived, and he simply did not turn around and leave, but went around the barracks along the river.

If I continue to be sentimental like this, will I be able to become a poet......

Due to the previous dangerous experience, James did not dare to go far this time, but took a few detours and a small hill, quietly leaning against a two-hug thick tree beside the Blue Mist River, looking at the river not far away in a daze. James pondered this place for a long time, which could not only effectively avoid the eyes of those sleepy gatekeepers, prevent himself from being able to rest freely and unrestrained under the gaze of others, enjoy a short leisure time, and also run back to the barracks to report the situation as soon as he encountered danger.

Due to the last small invasion of the orcs, the barracks now have a few former Kingsbridge guards who have signed up to compensate for the recruits who were killed or injured in battle. James felt sorry for the strangers who had just joined the army and died, although he didn't like the recruits who were always running away, and he often told himself that the group had no relatives and no reason for James, but he always couldn't help but feel sad for this group of young people he had never met. This sadness stems from James' nature – he is not yet smart enough to be aware of this – and has nothing to do with any outside factors.

The world seemed to be completely new in the darkness, perhaps because of meditation, and James had the patience to observe something in detail. For example, a large rock on the river is outlined by the light in the distance. When James saw it at this time, he always observed every detail of this stone carefully, and silently said it in his heart, and was quite proud of his actions.

This meditation is really useful......

He thought.

And meditation also helped me re-enter that strange world.

Now he began to come back to his senses and think about all the things that had happened to him. James didn't read any books, he could only read some words, and these words were only taught by the old village chief when James was a child, and the efficiency and accuracy were not high. So once he encounters this kind of bizarre thing, he has no knowledge reserves, so he can only rely on some legends he has heard and his own imagination to guess.

From Alta's words, James could probably guess that she didn't know that she was entering other worlds, and of course it was not ruled out that Alta was deliberately acting. James even had a conjecture that Alta taught himself meditation so diligently, and even gave him a magical brass pendant, in order to make it easier, faster, and more convenient for James to enter that fantasy world, so as to achieve some ulterior purpose. But James has no evidence now, and she hasn't revealed any flaws, so this conjecture cannot be fully confirmed.

The second possibility is that he is really in some kind of adventure, and that fantasy and changeable world is a gift from God (not ruled out a disaster). James felt that this kind of thing was not likely to happen to him, but subconsciously, he was asking himself: Why is it that God can always choose someone else instead of me?

James also envisioned the possibility that he had suffered a great deal of pain in his dying moments, which had transformed his mind and mind, resulting in hallucinations, or some deep-seated mental illness that allowed him to fall into delirium even as he recovered.

He recalled some of the legends he had heard from an elderly Valanari native: some followers of the Ogge witches would use some ancient Valanari witchcraft to cause insanity. Witchcraft is different from traditional magic, witchcraft is more vicious, and most of the Valranari people who know witchcraft are good at making poison and Gu and are very good at messing with people's minds. James even suspected that someone had secretly tricked himself into this kind of trouble.

He thought carefully about what he had done in his last moments, and then remembered that when he fell to the ground, he had given up his resistance, and only wanted to recall his life and observe the scenery that surrounded him. Then James fell into the world of lavender fields by the sea, and saw the illusory Grisenda, with its strange white shadow and strange voice.

He suddenly came to his senses. The second time he entered that state, he was trying to meditate, and the first time he entered, James was constantly trying to calm down and observe and feel something, and these two times had seemingly completely different characteristics, but the essence was the same. In this way, James can almost be sure that only when his mind is in a state of extreme peace and meditation can those strange worlds be able to step into again.

He was excitedly arguing with the fragments of his memory, and before he knew it, he had left where he had been. Dancing and reasoning, and fantasizing with antithesy that his abilities would help him make a big career — a fantasy common to people his age — James stumbled near the back gate of Kingsbridge.

"Robber ......"

A voice that seemed to be deliberately lowered made James wake up all at once. He subconsciously touched his belt and found that he was not equipped with a sword, but he quickly moved his gaze to the source of the sound.

Inside the wooden walls, a young girl in a new blue floral dress beckoned to James.

James looked around, but there was no one nearby, and most of the guards on the walls had moved to the vicinity of the barracks for defense, so it was empty. It's late at night, and although there are still some lighted vendors at both ends of the King's Bridge, this is the corner of the city, and even during the day, there are very few people coming and going, let alone night.

After making sure that there was no one around, James walked up quickly.

"Constance, it's so late, what are you doing here......"

"Flower ......"

She rummaged through the pockets of her flower skirt with her hands, found a few small blue flowers, and handed them over.

With the help of a somewhat faint light, James took another closer look at Constance's face, sighed, and said:

"Thank you......"

"Hmm...... I said, every day there is ......"

Constance stammered a few words, and James remembered them. I remember that when I was lying in a pool of blood, Constance, who was indifferent to James's injury, said that she would send this little blue flower to herself every day, but I didn't expect the deranged Constance to remember this childish thing, which made James blush a little.

He looked at Constance's innocent eyes, and saw Constance's brand-new floral dress, and thought that Margaret had persistently changed Constance's new clothes in order to hide her daughter's mental problems, and his heart was so uncomfortable that he died.

"Okay, okay, I'......ll take it," he stretched out his hand, picking out the little blue flowers from Constance's palm one by one, then holding them in his arms, reaching out and touching Constance's head, and then said softly. "Go back, don't let your mother find out, she'll be angry......"

"Hmm!"

Constance closed his eyes, then quickly turned his head and ran back softly with the usual smile. James didn't pull his mind back until he saw Constance disappear into the night. He smelled the fragrance of his bosom, and an indescribable sadness welled up in his heart.

In order to get rid of this uncomfortable mood as soon as possible, James could only hurry back to the camp, silently greet the sleepy guards, and then walked outside the tent of the Pastor Alta, who was still lit.

He shook the bell of the tent.

At first, there was no response, and just as James was about to turn around and leave, Alta's calm and gentle voice came.

"James, come in......"

James waited half a second before lifting the tent. Alta was still sitting at his desk, and James, whose perception had increased significantly from meditation, found the table empty, so he deduced that Alta must have done something before he came in, because a person would never sit at an empty table for a long time in the middle of the night.

"Ma'am, how do you know it's me?"

She smiled and reasoned that it was the Three Sages who told her.

"Okay. James was skeptical, but instead of continuing the conversation, he asked softly. "Miss Alta, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Couldn't be more than happy. ”

"Alright then, I said it. James swallowed. "If a pastor really has a way to heal a severely disabled person, then there must be a way to restore a person's mind, right?"

Alta was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm...... I've never tried it. If a person has mental problems, it may be possible to achieve some relief through healing techniques...... I don't know...... What's wrong?"

"I hope," James was determined not to let Constance live in obscurity for the rest of his life. Now when James thinks of her, his heart feels uncomfortable. "I hope Ms. Alta, you can help Constance......"

Alta paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"I see what you mean...... Constance ...... It's the girl you want to save even if you don't hesitate to end up together, I've learned about her situation, she has mental problems, maybe her brain has been hurt before. But I've never tried to remodel a person's brain with a pure cure, and I don't know if it's reasonable or useful. A physically sound but mentally handicapped person can awaken it with wisdom, but if it is physically disabled, no wise person can awaken such a soul......"

"Isn't there anything that can be done?"

Alta smiled again.

"Don't be discouraged, I'll try, but I can't guarantee absolute success. If my method works, I will take credit for this to you and inform all my pastor friends so that they can carry this technique forward......"

"Huh, what does this have to do with me?"

"No, no, it means a lot. Alta didn't explain any further, but calmly said, "Is there anything else?"

"I ...... No more ......"

James thought she would ask herself why she was doing this, but she didn't. He said goodbye, and then left the tent in embarrassment as Alta watched.

"Forget it, although I have changed a little, I still don't know anything about something......"

He heard the steady snoring of Janod from his tent, and he lingered for a few seconds before entering. Maybe he will learn more later, because as long as a person is growing, it is impossible for one to remain ignorant.

...... Dividing line ......

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