Shen Fei's words brought Mailer back to the battlefield forty years ago.

The Battle of Owendale, the battle of the fate of mankind.

Without any allies, you can only rely on yourself. If you win, you can establish the status of the human race in the northern continent, and if you lose, you will be wiped out by the frost orcs in the south, and the lives will be ruined.

It was an extremely tragic battle, with more than 200,000 troops on both sides, and only one of the ten who came back alive in the end.

Forty years ago, Mailer had just become the Archbishop of the Cathedral of the Light, and Aiken was the most gifted student of Mailer, and at the age of twenty, when the others were just beginning to be exposed to the Light, he had become a priest in the Cathedral of the Light.

Aiken's Light talent is high, and Mailer has great expectations for him, and he may become the youngest bishop in the history of the Light Cult, or even the youngest archbishop.

"Aiken is a very gifted young man, having become a priest of the Cathedral of the Holy Light at the age of twenty. I've even decided to appoint him archbishop heir after returning from the Battle of Owendale, who would have thought he wouldn't come back alive. Mailer's eyes still showed sadness, and the thought of Aiken's death was inexplicably sad.

"He died in front of me, and I watched as the Warlock of the Frost Orcs struck him with vicious magic, and the Light failed to bless him, and the curse pierced his body, and his bones and flesh exploded and scattered all over the ground. Originally, I had planned to collect his body after the war and bring it back to the cemetery behind the cathedral for burial. But when I returned to the land where I had fought after the war, there were bones and rotten flesh everywhere, and I couldn't tell which ones were Aiken's remains and which ones were the remains of the frosty orcs, so I had no choice but to burn them to the fire. ”

"If he hadn't died, then he would have been the archbishop by now, and I would have been able to retire with peace of mind."

With tears in her eyes, Mailer led Shen Fei to the backyard of the chapel.

This is the cemetery where the fallen warriors of the Light in the Battle of Irvinedale are buried, and in addition to the tombstone, there is also a striking statue with the words "In Memory of Aiken" written on the pedestal.

"Because I couldn't find the body, I couldn't even erect a tombstone, so I had to use a sculpture instead."

Shen Fei looked at the delicate face of the statue man, and could vaguely see Aiken's demeanor back then.

It is indeed a pity that he died young, who was talented.

"Did he leave any relics behind?" Shen Fei was not reconciled, since the system gave this set of materials, there must be a way to find it.

With the "fair and just" urine of the system, the effect of the suit is directly proportional to the difficulty of material collection. Now it is even involved in the big war of forty years ago, and as an ordinary player, it is impossible to reach this step, and the final suit effect must be amazing.

Mailer shook his head helplessly: "As the rising star of the Holy Light Cathedral, everyone is ready to die, but no one expected that Aiken, who is a priest, did not come back......"

Shen Fei fell into a strange circle.

Since the system gives the material Aiken's memoirs, then this thing must exist.

Mailer said that there are no relics, then there are only two possibilities. He really didn't know where Aiken left his memoirs or notes, and the second might be that Mailer was lying.

Faced with an old Jianghu who could erase his memory at will and lived for eighty or ninety years, Shen Fei had no way to confirm the truth with him, so he could only investigate and confirm these things by himself.

"Does the archbishop remember where Aiken died in battle?"

Mailer didn't know why Shen Fei had been curious about Aiken, but he still said clearly: "North of Owendale, next to the Lake of Immortality in the territory of the Frost Orcs, it is what we commonly call the Fountain of Immortality. ”

Fountain of Youth.

Shen Fei had confirmed the Fountain of Immortality with Fat Tiger before, but he didn't expect Aiken's clues to gradually gather here. It seems that Shen Fei, the fountain of immortality of the frost orcs, is imperative.

However, Shen Fei would not rush over with the fat tiger rashly, after all, it was thousands of kilometers away, and it would take half a month to go back and forth. It's not too late for him to wait for the situation in the Holy City to stabilize first.

Shen Fei and Mailer exchanged a few more pleasantries, and took the time to end today's visit with Fuman.

I have achieved my goal today, and there is no need to waste time when the check is in hand, so I should go back as soon as possible to get the trial out.

Before Shen Fei left, Mailer couldn't help but remind, hoping that Zenzi would come to the Holy Light Cathedral tomorrow to receive the Holy Light Baptism.

"No problem, rest assured, I, Shen Fei, have always put credibility first in business. Besides, this business will not only be for one semester, how can it be a no-show. ”

The corners of Mailer's mouth twitched a little, daring Shen Fei to really use Fuman as a business. I went to the Floating City yesterday to make a profit, and today I came to the Cathedral of the Holy Light, so do you want to go to the Imperial Bank tomorrow?

The old guy Mailer was also wilted, and before leaving, he reminded Shen Fei: "Elder Shen, if you exchange checks, it is recommended to go to the Imperial Bank, their speed and service are the best." ”

Shen Fei suddenly reacted, as if Margaret's office was on the highest floor of the Empire State Building, where the Imperial Bank was located. Then tomorrow, exchanging checks and showing off your talent can be done together.

But immediately Shen Fei reacted, and the old boy Mailer reminded him, and he was also uneasy and prepared to pull everyone into the water.

Looking at the carriage in the distance, Mailer stopped in front of the church for a long time.

The heart of Zen, the ninefold talent, the body of Fao, and the son of the Holy Light, this guy is completely the new saint appointed by God.

It's a pity that this guy followed Shen Fei with all his heart, and it seems that he will have some worries in the future.

If you are the kind of thoughtful person, it is better to say that Shen Fei's chat is basically the kind that tears your coat and directly talks to you about hard steel. If there is anything to know, it is completely undisguised and asks directly, this straightforward way of chatting makes these old guys who are used to playing dumb riddles completely unbearable.

But that's why Mailer is worried.

Shen Fei is too easy to see through, he has only known Shen Fei for a few days, and he can basically summarize Shen Fei's character, and the shortcomings are also quite obvious - love money.

It's good to be a friend and a comrade-in-arms in the trenches like this, and there is no scheming.

However, as a supreme elder with great influence and the master of the new saint, it is easy to be arranged and calculated by the enemy without knowing it, which will cause unexpected consequences.

Mailer turned back to the Cathedral of Light, suddenly stopping and looking back.

It stands to reason that Shen Fei is more than a hundred years old, with so many secrets on his body, and there are many hole cards that they don't know, and the appearance he shows now is completely inconsistent with his age. Or is it just a trick to hide your true purpose?

The more Mailer thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, after talking to Shen Fei, he couldn't help but feel a kind of superiority that he thought he could see through the other party, maybe this was the purpose of the other party, to make him careless!

"It's so dangerous, it's worthy of being an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years, and he almost fell on the road." Mailer put away the contempt on his face, only solemnity remained, and told himself that when he talked to Shen Fei in the future, he must mention one hundred and twenty hearts.