"Anthracite! You're back, come and help!"

Hearing that someone had given him a new nickname, Feige immediately stopped and just watched coldly from afar. Three two-wheeled carriages were parked at the entrance of the mansion, and each cart contained three boxes. Sixteen paladins stood beside the carriage, machetes in hand, looking around warily. The mages were snorting and snorting, and they used their suckling strength to carry the boxes from the cart. The paladins just watched, and didn't mean to help at all.

"Don't be stunned, come over and help! I don't know where that cunning guy from Ryze has gone, you're the youngest and most powerful now. Put these boxes in the Strategy Room, we've got a job to do!"

Since he no longer used a nickname, Feige nodded and stepped forward to help. Instead of letting Beni and Shani intervene, he instructed them to remove their makeup first, and then ask the servants what was going on. These mages spend all day in the clouds, and they can't believe everything they say, and sometimes it's not even as true as the news they get in exchange for gold.

The box wasn't as heavy as it seemed, and Fitch could lift one with one hand. Judging by the feel, it should be some kind of cylindrical thing inside, and there are about five or six in each box, which will shake and roll around as the box moves. There was a fresh seal on the chest, and a few large bright red letters "Sacred Heart Secret" revealed the meaning of warning.

"Even if the handover is completed, the paladins can leave, and the seal can be removed. A hunchbacked mage panted against the wheels of the carriage, and as he took a deep breath, he could see the faint smoke coming out of his mouth. "There are forty more chests in there, and I'm so tired. ”

"Forty mages, one person in a box like this, how can they be so tired?" Fei Qi really couldn't help but complain: "If you don't have a good body, you can't even smoke, okay?"

There seems to be some truth to what you say. The hunchbacked mage untied a small bag around his waist with trembling fingers, stretched out his index finger and stirred it gently, and came out with a little dark yellow-brown powder. He applied the powder to the gums on both sides and inhaled slowly. There was a hint of mint in his breath, but there was also the smell of some kind of alchemical medicine.

"Ah~ I have the spirit again. The hunchbacked old man picked up a box in both hands, took a step and stopped for two seconds, and slowly walked towards the mansion. In addition to shaking his head to express his helplessness, Feige really didn't know what attitude to use to deal with these "mages".

Brett Smock was talking to a priestess in the hall, and it was said that he was "trying to get the priestess to ignore him." Feige had learned Britt's rambling but off-topic way of speaking, and he felt deep sympathy for the priestess. After all, listening to the noise, checking the number of the box, and finally checking the seal, and registering it in the form in your hand, it is quite tedious.

"Ahh "Put down the box first, you're really strong. I went to the jousting arena this morning and saw you from afar. It's the first time I've been so close. Beat so many people, you're amazing!"

"Ah, thanks for the compliment. I'm sorry I didn't notice you in the ring, but my energy is focused on my opponent. ”

"You're too polite to see me right. I was in the medical office on the sidelines, and only the defeated and wounded would see me. You are the victor and will not be sent to me. The female pastor suddenly said, "My lord, I know that you are also a priest, can you perform a blessing spell for me?"

"Uh, no problem. Feiqi nodded, "What's your name?"

"Os, not starve or strangle, my name is strange......"

"The name is for others, and the soul is one's own. Feige put down the box and picked up the Thunder Cross emblem. Rose folded her hands in front of her chest and bowed her head in front of the emblem of the Thunder Cross.

Fei Qi used magic and blessed: "Us, the goddess wants everyone to experience life in detail, and wishes everyone to be happy. ”

Daily Prayer, page 11, paragraph 3. Rose replied immediately.

"Wow, that's amazing. Feige gave a thumbs up: "I'll test you, what's the seventh paragraph of the prayer on page 8?"

"Uh...... Uh......" Rose thought for a moment and shook her head, "Is there a seventh paragraph on that page?"

No, there are only six prayers on page 8. Do you memorize a lot of books?"

"There weren't many, only three hundred and twenty-two, and they were all very simple writings, like prayers and so on. I didn't dare to speak in the past, but after reciting it, I gradually understood how to talk and was able to perform medical magic. ”

"That's really powerful, and the goddess will be proud of you. Feige glanced at the slip in her hand and asked, "I just came back and don't know what's going on here, can you tell me?"

"Of course, no problem!" Rose looked excited, "The Sacred Heart Sect has arranged a task to ask the mages to sort out the basic materials of the Divine View Great Prophecy Technique, judge whether each step of the process is reasonable, see if there is room for improvement, and mark everyone's contribution in each part of the circle to prepare for the selection of outstanding priests." These chests contain the most original materials, from the earliest spells to the records of each step of improvement. ”

"Wow, that's a big project. The corners of Feige's mouth curled slightly, and his interest in the materials in the box soared to the highest level. If placed on Earth, the contents of the box are the source code, or the most detailed source code with comments and previous versions. With it, you can not only peek into the most detailed kernel principles, but even revisit the designer's thoughts. Most of the time, the idea is more important than the result. Because the result is the answer to the questions of the past, and the way of thinking is the key to the future.

"Uh-huh, some of you are busy. When I was working in the Hall, I was most afraid of organizing books. Urth bit her lip, quietly reached out and poked Feiqi's arm, and when he found out, she quickly retracted, blushing and said, "Ah, you are so busy, I won't bother much." I'll come back to you to sign after checking the box. ”

"Wait a minute. Feige tugged at the cap of Us's robe and easily pulled her back, "I'm sorry, but you work in the Holy Hall, do you know that there is a book called "The Long Poem of Thunder"?"

"You know, a book with a long history, written about the story of the goddess when she came into the world. It is included in the Hall of the Holy Scriptures, and there are seven editions in total. ”

"Is there one version that has paragraph 37? I've seen two versions, both of which are only paragraph 35. ”

"I don't remember that very clearly. Do you want this book? I can help you find it. ”

"Ah, thank you so much. I've been looking for this and it would be great if there were. I've been too busy lately, and I really don't have time to go to the Holy Scripture Hall, so I can only ask you. ”

"No problem, I have to go to the Holy Canonical Hall tonight. I'll send it to you tomorrow morning, if so. When is your next game?"

"Three days after the finals, I have a ticket here, please go and cheer for me. Feige pulled a seat pass out of his pocket. "This is what the organisers gave me after I qualified. I didn't know there would be a ticket, so I bought it in advance, so I won't need this one. If you can support me, I think this ticket will be of the greatest value in your hands. ”

"Thank you! I'll definitely go!Learn magic, find Fitch in the Frozen Fortress!" Rose took the ticket and shook her fist vigorously. The registration form for the box slipped down her arm, and she quickly picked it up, then ran away with a red face.

"It's a strange aesthetic perspective for young people these days. Brett sighed and pulled out his pipe. "You have heard that the mission of the Sacred Heart will be completed in three months. Not only do you have to sort through a lot of information, but you also have to find out the bad guys. Alas, the church is not at peace either, and I don't know how many people will be implicated this time. ”

Feige was silent, and Brett glanced at him, and then said, "Yes, you must know all these things, after all, you are from a big noble family. Only a little girl like Rose would believe the excuse of a good pastor. After something went wrong with the Great Prophecy Technique, the Sacred Heart would definitely investigate and find the person responsible. I just don't know why this unlucky errand was entrusted to us. What can we do? In addition to sorting out the information, do we really have to verify whether there is a problem with the bishops' magic runes? Not to mention that we can't understand it at all, as long as we start reading it, it is to find ourselves awkward!"

Feige nodded and sighed, "Although I don't like it when you smoke all day and do nothing, your opinion on this matter is correct: it's a self-inflicted problem." And I'm probably even more unlucky than you, after all, I've been summoned to parse the oracle, and I'm having to take part in matters related to the Great Prophecy spell. You can excuse yourself for all sorts of reasons, but without my signature and research in the relevant tasks and reports, the Sacred Heart will definitely give me a dereliction of duty. ”

Brett raised her eyebrows, and with a pipe in her mouth, she muttered, "So we can leave all the work to you?"

"Don't think about it! You don't do anything, aren't you afraid that the Sacred Heart will be held accountable? Besides, I'm going to attend the jousting tournament, and then my brother's temple wedding, and I haven't been available lately. ”

"You mean to say that jousting conventions and weddings are more important than the mission of the Sacred Heart?"

"Hmph, there's no point in let's talk like a dumb riddle. Fei Qi stiffened his face: "You have lived in the Holy Three Castle for a long time, and you know many people, but I am not bad. Pushing the buck to each other and fighting is impossible for anyone to be comfortable. Let's assign the task: the work of organizing the information to you, and the unlucky work to me. How many days will it take you to sort out the order of the materials? I am taking advantage of this time to prepare for the tournament. ”

"So many things, why do it take three weeks? Brett took off his pipe, licked his parched lips, and said, "If all goes well, in three weeks' time, the trouble will be yours." ”

"In three weeks, you're not going to do nothing and just throw the trouble at me, right?"

"If you don't believe me, it's piled up in the strategy room anyway, and we're working here, so you can just come and see it at any time - if you have the time. Brett shook his head, "To put it bluntly, you shouldn't be involved in parsing the oracles. That's the work of a priest, what does it have to do with a mage?"

Feige raised his hand, and the Thunder Cross emblem swayed. "Well, you're meant to do this. Brett began to fill his pipe with tobacco leaves, and with his other hand he had already taken out the flint and steel, and it looked like he was going to swallow the smoke again.

Feige looked at the large boxes piled up in the room with a reluctant look, and his heart actually blossomed. The work that is difficult for others is called "returning to the old job" in his book. These chests contain development logs, which are priceless, but the mages only think of them as trouble.

It's okay to be troublesome in a way, but it's definitely not from what's in the box, it's from the people outside. From the perspective of conspiracy theories, if someone makes a mistake in the Great Prophecy of the Divine View, or has a ghost in their heart, then they may come to the mansion to find trouble and stop those who are trying to find out the truth. These chests were handed over to the paladin to escort him personally, and it is very likely that the Sacred Heart Sect had noticed it, and then used the mansion of the Mystic Mist as a trap, waiting for "someone" to take the bait. If not, why not send a notification as you normally would, and then ask Ruiz to pick up the information?

If that's the case, Feige will of course have to be very careful. He couldn't trust anyone, especially the people of the Pivot and these mages. That's why he asked the mages to sort out the materials first, and made the three-week agreement. If someone commits sabotage, after hearing the news for three weeks, consider the risk that the mansion may be a decoy, and perhaps carefully postpone the action.

Feige wasn't going to wait three weeks, he'd be working on the materials starting tonight. Let the mages swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, he can already charge the laptop, and he already has the ability to organize the information and restore the original state of things. Of course, he still had to sigh and look sad and walk towards the library with a tired and helpless look.

The three of them lived in the library and rested on the wooden floor with sleeping bags. Xia Ni was busy removing Beni's makeup, and the two of them chose a corner where they could avoid the eyes of others. So Feige was able to sit quietly on his own for a while.

When did I start thinking in a conspiracy theory way? Feige asked himself this question. He found that it seemed to start with the devil entering the soul. Its effects have always been there, and they are happening imperceptibly. He can think in an instant, see problems from the perspective of human evil, and then make plans. He used to have this kind of sharp intuition and thinking ability only when confronted with computer programs, but now this ability has expanded.

Is it good or bad, or is it good and bad happening at the same time? The more Feige thought about it, the more he felt that he would never be able to figure it out. He looked at the silver emblem of the Thunder Cross on his wrist and stared at it for a long time, but then shook his head. This is a human problem, and it should be solved by the people themselves. The gods have their own problems, and maybe the goddess will encounter something she can't figure out, or a problem that can't be solved - so don't bother her.

At this moment, Beni and Shani returned, dressed in loose and comfortable clothes, and their beautiful bodies loomed. This doesn't solve the problem, but at least it solves the problem of the annoyance. Feige admired it unabashedly for a moment, then washed his face and regained his refreshed and focused state.

"Find a way to get the contents of the box from the strategy room so that no one can see it. I'm going to start sorting out the Great Prophecy spells tonight. ”

"Understood, Xani and I will steal the contents of the box. ”

"If a magician wants to read a book, can this kind of thing be called stealing? Besides, he has to return it after reading it, so it can only be called borrowing. The last shred of shame made Feige add: "At best, it's a sneaky borrowing." ”

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