"At this juncture, it's better not to stir up too many disputes. In particular, the relationship between the Lord of Death and that lady is not very good, I have heard. ”

Ye Hua's voice sounded again.

"I know, the Chosen. This is none of your business, and we don't need you to remind you. The middle-aged mystic replied stiffly, but although his tone was hard, there was already a sense of loosening in his words. Ye Hua only smiled slightly when he saw this, knowing when he should say it and when he would stop talking, and seeing that his prompts had already worked, he would no longer be further aggressive.

The middle-aged mystic sorcerer found a guard and muttered a few words in a low voice. The guard understood, and led a group of people to hastily inspect the temple's convoy, and then moved on to the next team. Seeing this, the middle-aged mystic sorcerer waved his hand impatiently, indicating that he would be allowed to go.

Between the stacks of boxes, Fang Ou felt the wingless dragon move again, and only then did he realize that he had passed the level. While breathing a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but become more and more curious about Ye Hua's identity and purpose here.

Why did the other party open this mouth for no reason?

Whim?

The aborigines may not know it yet, but a Ten Kings could never be idle. Could it be that the other party knows what is wrong with the temple's convoy? He was stunned in his heart, and suddenly remembered those arrows a few days ago.

The arrows that passed through the dust storm were so swift and precise that the average ranger, and even the Qin Zhi he had seen in the elven ruins might not have this level. But for the Ten Kings, it is not worth mentioning. So Ye Hua had already seen him that night, so the other party was helping him now?

Although Fang Yu still didn't figure out how the other party knew that he was in this convoy.

It's a pity that he can't go down to ask the other party in person at this time, and the communication crystal can't be used, so he can't help scratching his ears and cheeks for a while.

However, with the heavy pace of the Bergo pterosaur, the slow undulation of its back, after a while, Fang Ou probably realized that he had gradually stepped out of Bein's range. The soft sand below—as proof of this, he could probably tell the difference between the deep and shallow steps of the giant beast.

As the noise of the city faded away, he heard the muffled wind above the sand dunes again—the storm had not completely subsided. In the sealed space, the sound was extraordinarily clear, with a different meaning, which gradually calmed his mind again.

It was a somewhat distant, faint sense of tranquility.

In the silence, his mind drifted in some unpredictable direction.

Including the safety of those on board the Daoud.

Miss Sylvide, what are they doing at the moment?

What kind of secrets are there between Her Royal Highness the Princess, the King of Sand, and the two Afifa?

Even the strange prisoner they had met in Bein Fortress came to mind.

He thought again of his own conversation with Maihir, even the words they had spoken long ago between Karatu, Donde, and Sir Diktor, and his experiences in Idus and Van Rik. The Star-Moon Council, the Elffindor Spire, the Craftsmen's Guild, the Lizardmen, the Royal House of Cowling, the Coast of Staffs, Cape St. Huyen, and even the IDs of R and Shana, all of which came into his mind.

Like fragments, hazy, but unable to grasp a clear clue.

After thinking for a while, a sudden sleepiness hit my eyelids. He hadn't really rested much these days, and there was a lot of noise in Bein City, and although he was safe in the Marland Temple, he wasn't big enough to sleep comfortably. This will lead to sleepiness, so I can't hold on and fall into a deep sleep.

……

The journey from Bein to Cuestac was not a long one, but it was only three days and three nights.

By the middle of the journey, Fang Yu no longer had to stay in that cramped space and could come out to breathe. The knights guarding the convoy were respectful to him, and made a place on the back of the Bergo wingless dragon, so that he would not have to walk knee-deep in the sand like the others.

Therefore, this journey is not much for Fang Yu to suffer, at most, the wind and sand are blowing a little unbearable. In the middle of the journey, you will pass through an oasis called the Moon of Quinn, and except for this unique scenery, the rest of the time is a dull scene of yellow sand.

Although the desert also has its own unique features, especially the silver sand and sand sea at night is particularly beautiful, and has been recited by poets for thousands of years. But Fang Plover has long been tired of seeing it back and forth, and it is far less pleasant to be on the back of a wingless dragon than to see the scenery on Mr. Graystone's platform.

Therefore, after the initial freshness passed, Fang Yu quickly found some things to do.

Of course, he was mostly researching the technique that DeLan had given him—let's call it DeLan's Magical Recovery.

This skill requires twelve basic skills, with six intermediate skills as a precursor. Among the six intermediate skills, he had already satisfied the enhanced components from the beginning, and the two skills of the 'Ritual Society', the 'Ritual Society' Plug-in and the 'Ritual Doctrine', he also learned a lot after Van Rik gained experience after the First World War.

The 'Rituals' born in the Associates are an important backbone of the Alchemist, and as such are still on the Alchemist's mainstream skill tree.

As for the remaining three skills, 'Star Chain', 'Dragon Scale Sequence', and 'Celestial Knowledge', it is a bit excessive, and 'Star Domain' is a secondary aether form that can coexist with the main aether theory, which should be Delan's own discovery. The 'dragon scale sequence' is an alchemy array built on the basis of the former - the so-called sequence must be a combination of multiple magic arrays, and its appearance is somewhat similar to layers of overlapping dragon scales, hence the name.

As for the 'celestial knowledge', it has nothing to do with religion, it is just a theory for the study of the 'floating island whale' in the second world, and the floating island whale, or the celestial whale, the illusory dragon, is its name.

It seems that Deran's theory must have been inspired by the phantom dragon.

The six intermediate-level skills extend to the twelve pre-basic skills, and there are some more subordinate skill requirements, but those E-level and F-level skills require too little experience, and thousands or even hundreds of experience can be passed away, so Fang Yu ignores them. Among the twelve basic skills, he satisfied about half of them, mainly the pre-skills of the latter three, because they were too biased, and he almost didn't involve them at all.

Because the plug-in produced by this technology is so powerful, Fang Yu of course still considers mastering it, no matter how biased, or investing in experience.

He first chose the 'Heavenly Knowledge' among the three pre-requisite skills, because this knowledge is the most similar to the direction of his research, which involves the knowledge related to the dragon study and the introduction to flight, which are all learned, and there is no need to repeat the learning, in general, the experience required is the least, and the results are the fastest.

It just so happened that his experience in Bein Fortress was barely enough because he had taken nearly 10,000 points of cognitive experience, plus the balance of the previous seven, seven, eight, and eight.

'Celestial Knowledge' mainly provides some bonuses related to the perception of the Phantom Dragon, and a knowledge index, and also adds a small amount of computing power bonuses on the control of the flight class structure, and the mana consumption, which can only be said to be barely balanced between input and output compared to its experience needs. Of course, if he was going to hunt the Celestial Whale, it would be more cost-effective.

What knowledge to learn naturally still varies from person to person.

The time to learn passes imperceptibly - although it is a matter of time to directly click on the skill, but learning through a manuscript is a different feeling, after all, you can also get some cognitive experience from the process of learning. Fang Yu has been accustomed to this way of learning since Kapka, and most of the electors have not had this experience.

This kind of thing is not good or bad for him, although it is more time-consuming, but the natives are known to be better than the Electors at the same level, and once they become dragon knights, they will accumulate a lot of cognitive experience. These cognitive experiences come from the accumulation of daily learning.

It can be said that the electors have squeezed their potential through the system from the very beginning, and although the progress is rapid, it is inevitable that the stamina will be insufficient. However, the two are actually not superior or inferior, after all, the Elector only has a 'lifespan' of less than twenty years in Aitalia, but it is just a personal habit for Fang Yuan.

In this way, the learning process proceeds in an orderly manner. On the night of the third day, the stars and fields above the sea of sand were sinking in the west, and the morning light gradually rose, and under a layer of light red sky, Fang Yu could finally see a light ivory-white city wall on the southern horizon, appearing in the sea of sand.

Cuestac arrived.

……

A faint ray of sunlight shines through the obsidian of the vault of the temple and falls on the basalt floor of the temple.

The icon of the goddess is solemn and dignified, she holds a holy sword, wears a light veil on her shoulders, and her eyes are like the sun and the moon, passing through the undulating dust. The ingenuity of the craftsmen seems to bring the stone to life—every wrinkle is represented by the carving knife, which depicts the softness of flowing water on top of the hard substance.

Bishop Faris bathed and changed, lit incense with his own hands, and with the help of the ministers, put on the holy veil – a majestic robe embroidered from top to bottom. The proverbs of the archbishops, the teachings of the goddesses, the emblem and the wolf's head, and the sword of snow are all on it. Finally, he held the emblem in his hand, and at the same time hung a golden ceremonial sword from his waist, put on his crown, put on one of his favorite monocles, and gently hung the silver chain behind his ear with a flick of his hand, and then adjusted the position of the lens before stepping up to the altar.

He personally recited a doctrinal scripture, and respectfully removed the holy sword, placed it on the altar, took the holy water from the chalice with his hand, flicked it on the sword, and looked up at the statue of the female saint, and the lady Marlan was not angry, and the sound of chanting echoed under the main hall, filled with a sense of divine solemnity.

The archbishop lowered his head and stroked his chest, and then slowly retreated.

The ceremony lasted about a quarter of an hour.

Sitting in the first row, Fang Yu received this honor alone, and the archbishop himself presided over the ceremony for him, seeking the blessing of the goddess for him. If it was an aborigine, he might have been flattered for a long time, but Fang Yu didn't feel anything about this thing, but fortunately he was Chinese. If you were a Christian, you probably wouldn't have set foot in this place.

But after all, it is a world barrier.

What's more, it's obviously a blessing - he glanced at the system interface, and there was no BUFF prompt, and it seems that there is a question mark over whether this so-called 'blessing' has any effect. Although the religions of the two places are fundamentally different, they seem to be surprisingly consistent in their ability to fool believers.

Come to think of it, the goddess has to be free to bless every believer.

However, at critical moments, the prayers of believers in a world where there is a true God can still be answered.

For example, on the island of Fenris—

Faris took off his crown, handed it to the minister, and walked down. "Lord Chosen, the ritual is complete. You'll have a lot of fatigue on your trip, but there's also a dinner later – after which we'll arrange a place for you to stay. ”

Fang Yu snorted and almost squirted out a sip of water that he had just drunk in the water bag.

"Ahem...... Thank you to the Archbishop for conducting the blessing ceremony for me, but ...... That one...... Can you just call me Ed? ”

He blushed and coughed twice, and although he was a little dismissive of the so-called 'blessing ceremony', the basic politeness was still there. What really made him almost choke was the respect that the other party showed to him, far more than the old knight Mai Yihir, which made him speechless for a while and then a little surprised.

He suddenly remembered that this Archbishop of Faris was also the chosen one of Marlan, and although he was a figure from fifteen years ago, the chosen people of God would not change because of time. Unless he loses his favor, but the other party is still in the position of bishop at the moment, this possibility is very small.

Bishop Faris smiled slightly, and said with kindness: "Alright, Mr. Ed, in private, I will call you that. ”

Fang Yu hurriedly shook his hand: "It's best to do the same in public." ”

However, the other party did not say anything about this.

Farris was the second regional bishop known to Fang.

The last one was Tirioan, the bishop of Cloud Harbor, but the other party was not Marlan's Divine Choice, but Milera's Divine Choice. Compared to the unassuming bishop in front of him, Tirioan obviously met Fang Yu's imagination of a respected archbishop in all aspects.

Silver-haired and white-bearded, kind-eyed, and with enough prestige and majesty, approachable, treating people and things like a spring breeze, and long-term vision and broad-mindedness. The other party's worries are not their own gains and losses, but the safety of Fenris Island and the fate of everyone on the island.

Such a move means that Fang Yu is not interested in religion, and he can't help but feel admiration. There is also a reason why he responded to the other party's request.

But compared to the former, Bishop Faris is far from the same approachable in his way of dealing with people. When Fang Yu first saw this dark and thin old man, he almost thought that he was the brother of Her Royal Highness the Princess's butler, and the other party was not like a pampered archbishop, but more like hard labor.

However, as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he showed that his conversation and knowledge were completely different from his appearance. This also made Fang Yu quite ashamed of himself, and he judged people by his appearance.

And even so, he couldn't help but be a little amused when he looked at the other party's appearance that was incompatible with the gorgeous bishop's robes.

Farris was obviously aware of his thoughts, but he didn't mind, and only smiled, "Mai Yihir said in the letter that Mr. Ed must have a lot of questions to ask. ”

It turned out that Mai Yihir had a letter with him, but it was not surprising to think that communication had not been restored, and such primitive means could only be used. Fang Yu nodded, he did have a lot of questions to ask. One of the most important is naturally about what his chosen identity is.

"Bishop Farris, I want to find out, what did Lady Marlan choose me for as God's Chosen Choice? To put it bluntly, what will does she need to be carried out by the agent, and what benefit can the agent get from it? ”

He asked this core question directly, and he was not embarrassed. Whether it is a free caller or a guild caller, the caller is a mercenary and an adventurer, the core purpose of their coming to this world is to obtain high-dimensional information, and the fundamental purpose of everything is to exchange, so there is nothing to blush about the transaction itself.

Lawful labor income only.

But Faris smiled and shook his head slightly.

Although the people around him were a little angry at Fang Ou's regard for the choice of the goddess as a transactional relationship, Faris himself did not show such an attitude at all. On the contrary, the old man replied very gently, "You are wrong, Mr. Eddard. The goddess values your qualities and noble behavior, you don't need to deliberately do anything for the adult, what you do is what the lady agrees with-"

"If you don't, she'll revoke your God's chosen identity."

"This relationship is the goddess's care for you, because she wants more people with justice and courage to walk in this world, so it is natural to encourage such behavior. You, as her voter, will only get the benefit from it, and what the lady wants, it has already been taken from your actions. ”

Fang Yu was stunned when he heard this.

Is that okay too?

Although he had already understood, he still felt incredulous, and couldn't help but ask, "Then Mai Yihil asked me to come here to meet you, what can I do here?" ”

"It's just that I want to meet you, Mr. Ed," Farris laughed, "after all, I'm still very curious about the Goddess's chosen people, as a follower. As for whatever you want, you can do anything, Questac is a good place to go, and maybe you can get out and about more. ”

"We've booked a boat to Tansnir for you recently, and we'll be departing in about a week, so you'll have time to enjoy the royal capital in the desert."

He changed his words, "However, Maihir mentioned in his letter that you were investigating the matter between the Sand King and the Mystic, and if you are interested in this, I do have some information to provide in this regard." ”

When Fang Yu heard this, he immediately became interested.

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