Chapter 113 Failure to Do Business (II)
Feige never imagined that things would turn out this way......
He used the seal of atonement and confession, coupled with a little coercion and courage, to make the obscene old man next door confess his mistake, but he didn't expect to find out that he used alchemy potion in everyone's tobacco leaves. Originally, it was supposed to report to the Sacred Heart Sect and let the inquisitors take over this matter, but unexpectedly, the excited spellcasters organized a team by themselves and rushed down the mountain.
"Do I have to go too?" Feige waved his hand vigorously, "I don't want to get involved!"
"This is not mixing, this is the same hatred of the enemy! We cannot be bullied to the point that we will not fight back. Moreover, the trial process is too slow, and when they find out the truth, the truth will be of little use. We're in charge of arresting people, and you make him confess, isn't it faster?!"
"That's not how confessions are used...... Feige said that it was useless, and more than thirty guys who suddenly became excited ran all the way down the hill with him.
Then, when they got to the business district, they all became out of breath. Age and lack of exercise can't support such an amount of exercise, let alone Fitch, who meets the standards of Monster Hunter. So, at the uphill checkpoint to check the emblem, the priests and paladins who came and went looked at the group of old men and women in the caster's robes with questioning eyes.
"Can I go back?" Fei Qi finally found an opportunity to persuade him, "What good can you gain by rampage in the Holy Three Castle like this?"
"Good!" shouted a few people, and everyone suddenly burst into some strength and stretched out their legs to move forward. "Keep up, keep up, all mages on! Charge, Capture the fortress!"
The so-called fortress is a grocery store, the front door is less than 500 square meters, there is only one owner and one man. Nearly forty people crowded the store and stepped out of the secret door with the soles of their feet. At the same time that the boss and the buddy were taken off and thrown out, half of the spellcasters had already rushed into the secret door.
"Bandits!" the boss curled up on the ground with bruised eyes, crying bitterly. "This is the Holy Three Castle, how can there be such robbers?"
The patrolling guards arrived and, seeing the chaos, blew their whistles. The supporting paladins and inquisitors surrounded the shop and demanded that those inside surrender within a minute. They have moved very quickly, but they are still a little unprofessional. For example, when they saw Feige standing at the door, since he did not speak, moved, or threatened, and still had the priest's silver emblem on his wrist, they took him for granted, dragged him out of the encirclement, and guarded him tightly behind him.
However, this is exactly what Feige wants.
A minute was up before someone came out. The person who came out held aloft a gold triangular badge with colored glass spheres embedded in the center of the triangle and swirled. The Besieger's weapon lowered its angle, and then representatives of the guards, paladins, inquisitors, and spellcasters gathered together and whispered.
"Take this vendor away! Thoroughly investigate this shop and find out all the alchemical poisons!" the paladin gave the order, and the crowd of onlookers inhaled, sending mixed emotions including suspicion, suddenness, horror, and contempt to the bound and huddled shopkeeper with their eyes. Feige has no such emotions, he just observes calmly and neutrally. Despite not being able to use the Devil's Soul Sense, Fitch felt that the shopkeeper was equally confused. His horror stems from ignorance of the accusations, not from anxiety about being debunked.
But he was taken away anyway. The man who rushed into the shop came out with a smile again, passed through the encirclement that had been separated, and embarked on the mountain road back in triumph. They motioned for Feige to follow, without mentioning the earlier mention of "letting Feige interrogate the suspects." The whole action is like a strange parade, from the beginning to the end it is like walking in a dream, giving people a sense of unreality.
Fitch saw Shanny and Beni coming up the hill after the chaos, and they had been looking around the mansion after the chaos had occurred before hurrying down the hill, so it was a little late. They looked very sorry for the failure to keep an eye on and protect Feige, and it wasn't the first time this had happened, and neither of them knew what to say.
"It's nothing, I can't predict what happened this time, I'm still confused. Next time, if you don't know where I'm going, look for Midnight, and it will lead the way. β
"Ah, did you tell Midnight to come to us? we didn't understand, we will correct it next time!" Bennie, still holding the cat in her arms, took the opportunity to quickly touch Midnight's furry back.
Feige smiled and comforted them, nothing happened anyway, so they didn't have to be so respectful all the time. He worked hard to learn magic in order to have the ability to protect himself, and never expected to have to live under the protection of others. Running around with these spellcasters is a bit silly and very sudden, but there is nothing wrong with safety.
"Feige, come here, we're going to give you a formal welcome. An old man with a blue patch on his gray pajamas beckoned to Feiqi, "Call your girl, let's go to the Qi Elemental Hall and get to know each other." β
Curious, Fei Qi took Xia Ni and Beni to follow, but was disappointed. It was still a smoking room, bigger, with more chairs, and a whole wall of cabinets full of locked drawers. The three fireplaces in the room have been remodeled, and some kind of circle that uses the gas element is responsible for ventilating the room. All in all, this is a place with a "fresh air system" and nothing else.
Everyone except Feige took out their pipes and shook them in the air like some kind of greeting ritual. These spellcasters form a group called "Mystic Mist", which is ranked by the complexity of the smoke rings, and Brett Smoker, who can show the beauty of chrysanthemums blooming with smoke in the air, takes the chair position.
"This time, thanks to you, we discovered the hidden dangers in time and ensured the safety of our tobacco channels. Brett clapped softly, then opened the lock on the drawer, took out a small wooden box with four thick legs, and solemnly placed it in Feiqi's hand: "This is our reward for you." β
"Can I open it?" Fitch thought it was a precious scroll, but when he opened it, he saw a slender briar pipeβa long black barrel with a silver-brushed mouthpiece, and a beautifully crafted mouthpiece. In addition to the pipe, there are two other squares in the box, the smaller one contains the flint and the flotting rod, and the long square with the lid contains some kind of tobacco leaf.
"Short parietal leaf, I had the servants go on a trip to the drummer's house and pick out the best of their houseβthis is the best. Brett grinned and said, "The aroma is soft and the throat is comfortable, which is a bit wasteful for beginners, but it is just right as a reward." β
"Can you swap it out for something related to spells, like a rare spell scroll or a research note? I don't smoke. β
"No, no, no, those things can't compare to smoking, there's a lot of skill in them!" Brett pulled out his pipe, then took a little tobacco leaf from the moisture-proof pouch hanging from his belt and put it in. "The best tobacco leaves, if you don't care about it, will slowly go out. All the kind that burns out on its own, it's all added to it, and the fragrance is not mellow. With a long smoke pipe, you need to rely on the breath to control the intensity and frequency of burning, and stabilize the temperature of the aroma. Because the size, shape, material and thickness and length of the smoke pot are different, you need to practice well. β
"What does this practice have to do with spells?"
"All the exercises have something to do with spells. If you smoke your pipe well, you will be a good mage! Your bearing, your manners, including your style, are all in the smoke. β
Feige held the box, his arm trembling slightly. This is the state of the caster of the Holy Three Castle Pivot Center? The spell spells are scattered and unsystematic, and they have not developed for hundreds of years, and they are all passing clouds!
He took a breath and suppressed his emotions and said, "Then let me ask a question related to cigarettes: What is Leisure Liquid?"
"An alchemical used to relieve headaches, dizziness, and listlessness caused by too many spell casting, and is intended for spellcasters. If there are no symptoms, the Leisure Fluid will relax the mind and put the person into a half-asleep state. β
"What if you use too much?"
"Too relaxed, don't want to do anything, lazy all day. Brett smiled and said, "Don't worry, we've thrown away all the tobacco leaves with the Leisure Liquid, and now everyone will check it, and there won't be anything like that mixed in, you can rest assured." Come on, come on, dot on. β
"I don't smoke, at least not yet. β
"You can't even smoke, what else can you do? Not responsible!" Brett smiled and leaned over Feige, reaching over to wrap his hand around his shoulder, as if very close.
Fitch lifted his shoulders and took a sideways step away from him, and Brett's smile vanished. "What do you mean by that?"
"Spells can be discussed, oracles can be studied together, knowledge of spells can be exchanged, and smoking on your shoulders and backs can be forgotten. Feige waved his hand: "Rather than me uncomfortably accommodating your habits later, it is better to explicitly refuse at the beginning." β
"Then you can get out of this mansion, you are not welcome here. β
"Are you the archbishop of the Sacred Heart?" Feige displayed his emblem, "Although I am just an ordinary priest, at least you can not command me." There's a room for me where I can view materials, conduct research, and complete the tasks of the Cardinal. β
"The Mystic Mist doesn't welcome you. β
"Thank you for informing me about this, I see. Feige stood in the largest room for a moment, pursed his lips, and looked at them with disappointment. Lowering his head, the cigarette case in his hand is exquisite, the smoking utensils are exquisite, and the tobacco leaves are mellow, but what is the use of this? Closing the lid, Feige turned around and handed the cigarette case to Xia Ni.
"Put it away, it's a souvenir. What happened to what I explained earlier, do you know where the library is here?"
Shani nodded, and then led the way in front. Feige shook his hand to say goodbye, and followed Xia Ni without looking back. This one is not to leave the mansion, but to go to the place where the spell books are stored.
"Hardly anyone comes here, and the cleaning is done by the servants, from whom I have a spare key. "Benny and I gave the servants a little money, and they were all very happy and willing to help. However, it is better to prepare what we eat and drink ourselves, just in case. β
Xia Ni introduced the situation in the house, and Fei Qi listened silently, without replying or asking, only nodding occasionally, and everyone could see that he was in a bad mood. They returned to the hall on the first floor and marched down the long corridor towards the west wing of the mansion, flanked by portraits of archbishops and decorated paladins. The man in the portrait looks at Feige with either reverence, pity, or kindness, but no one comforts him.
I opened the door with a slightly rust-streaked key, and a slightly damp smell hit my face. Feige frowned, too much humidity is a disservice to the preservation of paper books, and any clerk knows about it. "Before we leave, let's maintain this place. Will you? I'll teach you, and then you teach the servants here. β
"Yes. They agreed.
The library has four rows of bookshelves, each three meters high, densely packed with books of all kinds. Obviously, the servants of the mansion were only responsible for sweeping the dust with dusters, and then wiping down the tables, floors, and walls with water, and they should have not opened the windows to prevent dust and insects from flying in. Close the door when you wipe it, close the door when you finish wiping, and all the moisture is absorbed by the books, and the whole room is too damp.
"This room is independent on the outermost side of the house, there is no fireplace, and there is no higher floor above, directly to the roof. It must be cold in winter. The windows are only single-tiered, and the walls are not very thick, and the water freezes......" Feige snorted, angry and laughing. "Be careful when holding and flipping through books, and beware of damaged pages. Alas, I hope no one has touched the registration form here. β
Luckily, the servants only sweep the dust from the surface and never move the contents here, so the book storage catalogue and all the books can be corresponded. Feige quickly searched the catalog, many of which he had read in the Ice Peak Fortress, but at least there were more than two hundred for him to read.
"If you want to read which one first, I'll get it. Shani stood in front of Feiqi and tilted her head to ask him.
Feige looked up, looked at Shanny, and then at Beni. "Don't read my movements, don't answer according to me, I want to hear the opinions of both of you. β
"Tell me about you. Beni poked Chaney with her elbow and smiled at Feige, "I've always had a word. β
"I close my eyes and don't look at it, you ask. Shani mischievously raised her hand to cover her eyes through the veil.
"I didn't expect the cardinal's spellcaster to be in such a state. Feiqi shook his head: "There is no system for spell spells, and they have always been messy, I have known this from the beginning, and I thought it was because I didn't find a good way to summarize and sort it out." I've been lucky enough to find a way to do it, and it's magic, and I'm sure I'll be able to raise the level of spell spells, at least on par with divine magic, and I'm confident in that. β
"However, Master Kiplin has been persuading me to leave the spells alone and focus on the magic. This attitude was his attitude before the invention of magic, and it was the same attitude after that. It turned out that I didn't understand, but now I kind of understand. If even the caster of the Sect is like this, then the spell that is not divine cannot be saved. β
"Did you plan to pass on your magic to them as well?" asked Shanny.
"Yes. I originally thought that these people had a foundation in using spells, and that they should learn magic faster and with less effort, and they would be able to see the advantages of magic most intuitively. But this group of people can't even do the basic things wellβmaybe they worked hard when they learned spells, but now they only think about cultivating on the merits of the past, and use those hard work as cigarettes. Do you think that's right?"
"No, no, of course. Beni shook her head vigorously: "I still have to ensure basic physical training every day!
"Of course the master knows this, he ......" Xia Ni paused, then lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I started again if I didn't pay attention." I...... I'm used to reading what people mean. β
"You're pretty capable, but I'd love to hear what you have to say. I haven't been to many places, I've seen very few people, and I see you traveling around. Are all the spellcasters you've ever seen look like this?"
"You're different from all spellcasters. Xia Ni said: "We have seen many spellcasters, who have found that they can't learn magic arts, have no physical advantage or don't want to lick blood with a knife, so they rely on the advantage of literacy to learn spells. If you happen to cast one or two spells, you can earn money to support yourself, and if you learn two more, you can come to church. There are mansions like this in various places, and the caster doesn't have to worry about his own life. Their work is basically not related to magic, but they are essentially clerks, handling the daily chores of the church, keeping accounts, calculating materials, and writing documents. β
"Then why don't you be a scribe, but learn magic?"
"If you can write, you don't guarantee that you will get the job, and the caster is basically fine. The Holy Three Castle is where the Church is located, and there are enough priests, and there are too many clerks to use spellcasters, so they are completely idle. In fact, this state is the highest pursuit of all spellcasters. β
Beni also nodded: "You are the one who is different, that's why we admire you!"
"Spellcasters are like this, learning spells just to make a living?"
Xia Ni shook her head for the first time and said, "As long as you can try your luck and cast three or four spells, you will definitely have something to eat, this is actually a good day, and it can't be said that they are messing around." β
Feige suddenly laughed: "If you don't develop, you're messing up! What is the value of souls who can neither know the world nor improve the world? I just made a mistake, and I shouldn't have pinned my hopes on them." β