"The myth of the founding of the Kingdom of Tamru, the legendary first King of Tamu..."

Sitting quietly in the courtyard, facing Adil in front of him, Firi continued: "Over the years in the Kingdom of Tamru, I have traveled throughout the kingdom, searched for many ruins and ancient nobles, collected all the information I could gather, and finally came to a conclusion. ”

"It is likely that the original King of Tamu is still alive and active in this land. ”

"King Tam ... Adil frowned invisibly, but nodded as well, agreeing with Firi's statement.

"If King Tamu is still alive, he must be an existence of the level of the King of Mages, which is comparable to the most powerful group of people on the continent. ”

Looking at Adil, Firi hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Even, in the territory of Tamru, there may be more than one such existence. ”

"More than one?" Adil frowned, as if confused.

"The Church of Darkness. Phiri said this, and it immediately made Adiel's eyes clear.

Despite being a newcomer, Adil also has some knowledge of some major events in the history of the Kingdom of Tamru after accepting Yasuo's memories.

More than a hundred years ago, the Church of the Darkness spread from afar and suddenly appeared in the Kingdom of Tamru, and although it was heavily bound by official laws, it has not been easy for more than a hundred years, and it has been firmly rooted in the Kingdom of Tamru and has not declined.

This kind of performance can say something in itself.

At least, if the original King of Tamuru is still in the Tamru royal family, with the external strength shown by the current Dark Church, he is not qualified to negotiate terms with the Tamru royal family.

The fact that the Church of the Darkness was able to take root in the kingdom of Tamru and grow to this point speaks for itself.

"In the Dark Church, it is very likely that there is also an existence of the level of the King of Mages, and there may even be more than one..."

Looking at Adil in front of him, Firi spoke softly, and began to speak slowly in an ancient and vicissitudes of tone: "I have carefully investigated... In the more than 100 years since the Church of the Darkness came to the Kingdom of Tamru, there have been at least thirty-four gold sacrifices and one hundred and seventy-three silver sacrifices. ”

"These people are undoubtedly big people in their respective eras, but in the end, the final outcome of these people is either missing or dying of illness, although there seems to be no problem at the time, but now when you look through the records, you will feel extremely strange..."

"What do you mean..." Adil was stunned for a moment, and then his face slowly became solemn, and the middle-aged mage in front of him set off a tense atmosphere.

"The Church of the Darkness has been gathering strength..." Firi's voice continued to ring in his ears, and at this moment there was an inexplicable sigh: "What are they going to do?"

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Time passed slowly, quickly, and hours passed quickly.

Standing quietly in the hall, silently looking at Firi's distant figure, the solemn expression on Adier's face slowly disappeared, and he returned to his previous calm.

"Wendy, tell someone to clean up the table here. ”

He looked at Firi's disappearing figure in the distance, gave an order to Wendy, who had been standing aside, and then picked up a few books on the wooden table and walked into the distance.

"Teacher, why did you say so much this time?"

On the other side, walking out of Adil's manor, a voice slowly sounded.

Firi turned to look, but saw beside him, his favorite student, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a puzzled face on his face, looking at him with grown eyes.

Seeing this, he smiled, and then a large rough hand reached out and touched the boy's head.

"Moore, do you think I'm talking too much?"

The boy named Moore nodded: "Teacher, you have never said these things to people before, even Grull and that Sir some time ago, you have never said this. ”

"They're not like him. Quietly stroking the young man's head, feeling the touch of the rough hair, the expression on Phiri's face slowly became calm: "Moore, do you remember what I told you about the Resuscitation Era?"

"I remember. Moore nodded, as if remembering, and recalled: "When the world recovers, the gods will return one by one, and the earth will be turned into a battlefield of heroes.

"The revival of the world in the prophecy is actually this epoch in terms of time..." Listening to Moore's words, Phiri spoke: "Over the years, the frequent changes in the major churches have actually prepared for the revival of the gods. ”

"The stage is fully ready, just wait for the protagonists on the stage, those gods and heroes born of the era to start playing, and then you can push this era to the top. ”

"You mean to say... This Baron Yasuo could be a hero?" Moore said thoughtfully, guessingly.

"Yes or no, what does it have to do with us?" quietly touched the young man's head, and a smile appeared on Firi's face: "The tide of the times is coming, and in this world-centered stage, as long as you are outstanding enough, you can become a hero." ”

"My man standing in front of him, whether he says more or less, will not have any more bad effect on me, so why not say more?"

He turned around and thought about it, and as he said this, he couldn't help but recall the scenes of his previous meeting with Adiel.

As the memories in his mind gradually became clearer, a little bit of complex tattoos were slowly heating up on his body, and the complex patterns carved on them seemed to be about to come to life.

"Interesting... It's really interesting..."

Standing inside the manor, holding a long pair of scissors in her hand, she quietly looked in the direction where Phiri left, as if she felt something, a woman who looked like a maid quietly raised her head, and the expression on her face seemed to be a smile.

"I didn't expect to meet someone in such a small place who had come into contact with the pattern of destiny. ”

Quietly looking into the distance, holding a large pair of rough scissors in his hand, feeling the familiar pulsation of power, a smile appeared on Mal's face: "He has been exposed to the pattern of fate, he is also very sensitive to the power of fate, after coming into contact with the favored person of fate, I am afraid that he has already felt something at this moment." ”

"Perhaps, this is also an opportunity..."

After a moment's reflection, she lowered her head and smiled.

Having been in contact with the pattern of fate not only means that you have been in contact with the power of the god of fate, but in a way, it can also be regarded as a sacrifice of the god of fate.

And as long as it is the sacrifice of the god of fate, when facing her, there is only one choice to obey.

In the silence, time continues to pass bit by bit.

One morning, when the sun was slowly shrouded in the sky, a little sunlight was spreading everywhere, illuminating the world transparently, a figure appeared in the empty courtyard.

"Turn water into ice. ”

A faint and clear voice sounded around him, and then in the courtyard, drips of water began to rise, and finally began to slowly transform under the influence of a force, and began to change into another form.

It didn't take long, just a few seconds, and the basin of water in front of me turned into a thick ice cube, and the cold air was bubbling out of it.

"That's all it takes. ”

Quietly stretched out his hand, soothed his body for a while, looked at the ice cube in front of him, and felt the consumption of spiritual power in his body, Adil nodded: "It's not bad." ”

During the period after Firi's visit, thanks to the other party's blessing, Adil got something through the other party's channels.

The content of these things is not much, a few fairly thick spell books, some rudimentary spell materials, and some popular science books about mage common sense.

During this time, based on these things, Adil also made some achievements, and the spell in front of him was one of them.

"The optimization of the template can only go so far for the time being, and this is the use of these materials. ”

Quietly feeling the process of casting the spell, this thought flashed through Adiel's heart.

During the time he had been obtaining the spell information of this world, he had been trying to study the spells of this world, trying to find out the difference between the spells of this world and the wizarding world.

In the end, the result was somewhat unexpected.

Compared to the wizards of the wizarding world, the mages of this world seem a little backward and a little different.

The power of the wizard originally comes from the intersection of himself and the elements of the outside world, and through meditation, the spiritual body and the elements react in a complex manner, and finally breed the initial spiritual power and mana.

The body reacts with the external elements to give birth to mana, and the birth of mana in turn acts on the body, so that the body continues to increase, and finally the strength of the body will be reflected to the spirit to a certain extent, so that the wizard's spiritual power and body will be enhanced simultaneously.

When casting spells, the wizard first constructs a complex spell appearance in his mind, finally uses his mental power to finalize it, and finally uses the mana in his body as the source of power to truly construct the spell.

And the mages of this world are different.

The mages of this world only exercise their spiritual power, but they do not have such an existence as mana.

Compared to wizards, the mages of this world have fewer steps, focusing on the intersection of the elements, but they do not involve their bodies in the two and participate in the reaction.

The final result is that compared to wizards, the mana in the mages of this world is extremely thin, and most of them are the result of the instinctive growth of spiritual power enhancement, rather than conscious enhancement like wizards.

As a result, there is a huge difference between a wizard and a mage.