"It's Carson, he's my teacher," Rhaegar said, "in fact, he raised me." He knew very well that Haim was testing him, but at the same time, he also believed that one of Haim's compatriots did know his teacher - although Carson hadn't left the god of the storm for a hundred years since becoming the master of the Mage's Tower, a hundred years was not a long time for the shortest lifespan of five hundred years old, and in the case of the 'elf' spirit in front of him, although he looked like a young man in his twenties, his actual age was three times that number.

It was clear that Carson and Heim's compatriot were not enemies, and Rhaegar felt that the 'spirit' was noticeably less wary when the latter heard him say Carson's name and his relationship to him accurately.

"Why did you enter the swamp?" Rhaegar asked, "that place has almost nothing but magical beasts and unknown dangers, and almost no one in the mortal world wants to go there except for prepared mages." ”

Heim hesitated for a moment, hesitating whether to tell his secret, if this mage really had intentions on them, then their true purpose must not be hidden from the other party, blindly concealing it would only cause the other party's dissatisfaction, but if he really had no ill will towards himself and his partners, such a powerful mage would undoubtedly be the most powerful help.

"A temple," Heim finally decided, "an abandoned but intact temple, that's where we're looking." ”

Back in the distant age of the gods, when the gods were still the masters of the universe, their followers built countless temples around the world, and countless treasures were enshrined in these temples to win the favor of the gods, and some temples even had artifacts given by the gods. But after the gods disappeared, the temples became the best targets for thieves and those in power, the treasures were robbed, the priests were forced to flee, the temples were reduced to ruins in the war, and to this day, almost no one can find a complete temple.

In a sense, such a temple is equivalent to a treasure.

"I think I now understand why someone would hit you up," Rhaegar said, "and no one can be tempted by that kind of ***." ”

"And you?" Heim asked, "I don't know what your real purpose in entering the swamp is, but as you said, the dangerous 'sex' of that swamp is not something that a group of warriors can deal with, and if you are willing to help us find the temple, we can divide the treasure equally." ”

This is one of the countermeasures that the 'spirits' have come up with, regardless of whether the other party has intentions for the secret in their hands, in front of a temple, no one can be unmoved, this proposal can at least allow the other party to postpone the possible time to deal with them until after finding the real treasure.

Rhaegar knew Haim's mind well, and he knew very well that the 'elf' had never let his guard down.

"Turn. He happily agreed.

After nearly a full day of exposure, the muddy road finally became dry, which was undoubtedly good news for the dwarves, who lit a campfire in the woods near the roadside when it was getting dark, and prepared to camp 'dew'.

It's hard to imagine that in this team, it's not the 'female' 'sex' Willy, nor the attentive 'elf' who is in charge of everyone's diet - the dwarf is automatically excluded, and no one expects the food he makes to be eaten - but the giant-like Nack, a huge warrior with a dexterous hand and an innate talent for cooking, and the food stored in Rhaegar's magic pocket is incredibly delicious under his concoction.

Sitting alone far away from the campfire, quietly 'communicating' with his energy particle companions was one of his daily lessons, or rather, it had become an instinct for him - not just to increase his strength, but more importantly, the feeling of being one with his companions made him feel like he was no longer alone.

Yes, he felt lonely, albeit only occasionally. After the awakening of his consciousness as a god, he is no longer a simple undead, and the memories from the God of Judgment affect him all the time, although reason 'sex' still governs his behavior, and some *** that does not belong to the undead has begun to appear in the depths of Rhaeggar's heart.

However, he could not trust anyone, he was a geist, an undead spirit who did not belong to this world, his body belonged to someone else, his soul came from the greatest deity, and any one of these secrets would be enough to make him a monster in the eyes of the world, even if he was facing a cold-hearted mentor and an infatuated love with his predecessor, Els, he must always be wary of this.

Only those simple and passionate energy particles will never turn their backs on him.

"Would you like some refreshment?" Willy came to him at some point, "Nack is a good cook, and he makes great dim sum." ”

Rhaegar opened his eyes and looked at this 'female' warrior who was feared by the enemy, she was completely lacking in strength on the battlefield at this moment, and she was no different from a 'female' child of the same age.

"You seem to have been through a lot," Willy did not leave, but sat down next to Rhaegar after her kindness was politely rejected, "Your eyes are completely out of match for your age. ”

Rhaegar could feel the kindness of the other party's soul waves, and it was clear that this 'girl' child approached him out of concern and gratitude, and perhaps some curiosity, rather than being instructed by others.

"Never judge a mage's age by their appearance," Rhaegar said, surprised even by the gentleness of his tone, "Many mages have their own ways of keeping them young, and of course, many more like to make their faces change over time. ”

"So," said Willy, with a soft smile, "what shall I call you? Uncle Lega? or, Daddy Rhaegara?"

Her words made Rhaegar laugh, and even he had to admit that the way this 'girl' smiled was very 'fascinating', and if Elsie was compared to a clear and gentle spring water, which made people always yearn to take her into their arms, then Willy was a flame that danced in the night, and for anyone who longed for light and heat, it was so beautiful and attractive.

- Of course, it is also dangerous for people who approach without permission.

"No," Rhaegar said, "I'm not that old, at least not old enough to use magic to keep my face up. ”

"You look good when you laugh," Willy said suddenly, "at least for the young 'sex', no one told you this?"

Unable to find the right answer to this question, neither in his memories of being a god nor in his experiences after regaining consciousness, Rhaegar suddenly experienced a feeling called embarrassment.

For the rest of the night, Rhaegar did not meditate, lying on the ground looking at the stars in the sky, when he suddenly realized that the faint loneliness that had haunted him not long ago was gone.

He eventually attributed this to the 'exchange' with the energy particles that he had just ended.

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