Blind Prophet Zeken –

Urs suddenly remembered the name and title of the Giesserre.

But the meaning of the term "blind prophet" is in fact relatively one-sided, because the Ghissere named Zeken was not just an ordinary prophet.

The Prophet's abilities derive from his soul gift, the Prophet's Eye, which allows the Awakened to see a certain period of time in the future to a relatively limited extent, but at the cost of permanently losing sight, so that Zeken's eyes are unfocused in the eyes of the present person.

Thankfully, he had a trusty psionic power, a spell-like power that Castaño would translate as "psychic energy" by some scholars.

The presence of psionic energy allows him to rely on this power to perceive the movements of the weekly measurement to compensate for the loss of vision.

As for why the Prophet is a one-sided title for him, and because Zeken has only gained the ability to observe the future due to his soul talent, players in the game sometimes overlook his status in the legendary realm as the Grey Court Sage Yustina.

Yes...... Legend.

Although I am afraid that he is the most swordsman-oriented legend in the entire multiverse.

Out of curiosity, Urs had investigated information about Zeken in his previous life, and learned that this strange legendary NPC was probably a professional craftsman who was a part-time scholar and had some warrior skills.

In other words, the data in the game shows that his character level is probably mainly stacked with the two typical life professions of "scholar" and "craftsman" plus a few warrior levels, and the total level of the character has crossed the threshold of the legendary realm, but the best skill is not combat.

In other words, this figure in the legendary realm can't even beat Urs in this life...... Probably.

However, young people naturally have no reason to take the initiative to hurt each other. Coincidentally, after he remembered the identity of the other party, he also remembered that the molten iron greatsword in his previous life was indeed made by this Gis Sere named Zeken.

It's just that he really didn't expect to meet this old acquaintance in this place......

Well, an old acquaintance from the previous life. Correct.

Anyway, it feels good to have a spectrum in my heart.

Urs recognized the other man, and then he came back to his senses first, and stepped forward from the ranks, his brown eyes looking at the blind prophet by the lake and responding, "Moredi did not mention that his high priest was a Gisseret, so your race will inevitably surprise us. ”

"I... No... Deliberately not-"

"Alright, little dwarf, give me the rest of the time." Zeken gently interrupted Moredi's defense, then calmly "looked" at Urs, "So, the adventure party from the surface, I am Zeken, the high priest of the city's underground gnomes. I expected you to come, and I think we have a lot to talk about. ”

"Yes, a lot of things." Urs turned back and motioned to his companions not to worry, and then continued as the strange legend suggested, "For example, you can really predict the future?" ”

"Of course." Zeken's unfocused eyes relied on his perception to follow Urs's footsteps, "It's just that the events that I can foresee are very limited, and my eyes can only see in some detail some of the things that are about to give birth recently, or very roughly know a little bit of a story that is still far away." ”

"Proof?" Urs deliberately questioned.

"Soon, just tomorrow, you will meet the current ruler of the city, the grey dwarf officer named Barend, and the dark elves who stand behind him in all kinds of support for his actions." Zeken replied unhurriedly, "Time is the best proof that my prophecy will soon come true." ”

"Does this have anything to do with your prophecy that we will be the heroes of this dwarf city?" "Truth be told, the ultimate goal of our trip is not to be a hero of an underground city, but to ......"

"Just to find a treasure that is very important to you." Zeken seemed to know what the young man was going to say, and a faint smile appeared on his blue face, "Am I right, Captain Uls of the Thorn Squad?" ”

“…… It seems that our information has been largely foreseen by your abilities. Urs looked at him and shrugged, "In that case, how about yourself?" Why would a Gis Seret travel thousands of miles to the underworld of the main physical plane and become the high priest of the dwarfs underground? ”

"Because the gray dwarves have enslaved them." Zeken's answer was simple and straightforward, "My ancestors were also enslaved by ancient psionic monsters, so I don't like to see an innocent race maliciously enslaved by another powerful race. Slavery is deeply disgusting, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, his "gaze", or some kind of mental pressure, gently applied to Urs.

Urs stood at some distance from him, the gray-black cloak of shadow scales silently obscuring the imprint on the side of the young man's neck—the combination of the slave's shackles and the knight's coat of arms, an ironic twist of honor.

The young man probably understood what the Gis Sere was referring to, and then asked, "So you want to liberate this underground dwarf city from the hands of the gray dwarves?" ”

"Naturally." Zeken's voice was still so calm, and there was a steadfastness in the calm that came from the time of the ancestors, "And this noble plan needs your strength. ”

"But I can't think of any reason why I, as a surface person, have an obligation to help the dwarfs underground." Urs said to him that it was not a bad offer to help the enslaved underground gnomes, but I was not a noble paladin, "and we have our journey and our purpose, and a simple prophecy is clearly not enough to draw us into your plans." ”

"Hence your opinion?" Zeken seemed to expect the young man to respond to his proposal like this, "Captain Urs of the Thorn Squad? ”

"Besides your prophecy, come up with another reason that will convince us, Zeken." Urs looked at the deep-set eye sockets of the Giesserre, the unfocused pupils, "Otherwise I will not allow me and my companions to fall into an avoidable predicament in a strange environment." With eyes for the future, you should know how important the treasure we are trying to find is to us. ”

"Yes, I know......" Zeken was not impatient at all, still nodding his head calmly, "Well, please look at this ......"

As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the lake in the cave and raised a hand that was clearly different from that of a human from under his gray cloak and yellow coat.

His hands were slender and inexplicably dry, the outline of his bones carved into the surface of his bluish skin like a sculptural trace, and a metal ring worn on his middle finger glowed with a dull halo of magic.

It was the space ring of this legendary craftsman with a part-time job as a scholar and warrior -

Zeken expertly activates his spatial ring.

The ring's glow dimmed between his fingers, and soon the outline of a mesa was on the rocky ground at his feet. He waited half a second, and the outline of the object finally became clear, and it was steadily laid down in the form of a blacksmith's foundry.

Unfortunately, there were no stoves or bellows around, otherwise Urs would have thought he was going to build a makeshift blacksmith in a matter of seconds.

"You carry a rare magical material on your body, containing naturally tempered elemental energy." Zeken set up his casting table, then stood up by touching the cave wall beside him, stretched out his ring-wearing hand with a thin straight face towards Urs, spread his palm upwards and suddenly said, "Show it to me." If you believe me, then I am not only a prophet who can foresee a little bit of the future, but also a craftsman. ”

And he is also a legendary craftsman. Urs looked at him and said in his heart, so after hearing his request, he suddenly seemed to know what he was going to do, and then pretended to hesitate for a while, and then took out the fire elemental crystal nucleus he had obtained in the Burning Corpse Forest in Misty Isle from his spatial ring.

Of course, what he actually took out was a few ribs of the necromantic knight Karpath, because the crystalline substance containing the fire elemental energy was fused with the bones, and he was not a mage-craftsman or an alchemist or anything like that.

Mixture separation and purification?

Sorry, I don't understand......

In short, according to the request of the Giesseres, the young man took a few steps forward on the basis of knowing the identity of the other party, handed over a few ribs in his hand to the other party, and asked in a mocking manner: "Your eyes are not like a universal detector that can see through everything. Could it be that what exactly I have with me is part of the future? ”

"Of course not." Zeken took the ribs, took them in his hand and felt them in turn with a wonderful feeling, and then visited the bones in order on the casting table he took out of his spatial ring, "But because I am a professional craftsman with relatively good ability, I am very sensitive to many more valuable magic materials." ”

Well, the ability is quite good......

Mr. Craftsman Legend, you are humble. Urs thought to himself, then fell silent as he watched as the legend, who had no direct combat ability, once again activated the spatial ring on his finger and held a seemingly unpretentious short hammer in his hand.

The short hammer paused in the slender, withered hands of the Giesseres, as if a seasoned ranger had drawn his bowstring to aim at his prey, and then, without hesitation, slammed it down on one of the ribs placed on the casting table, and with a "pound" sound—

The strength of the muscles, and the mysterious power of psionic powers, were controlled by the blind prophet, who was known as a master craftsman and was not excessive.

The rib that had been struck by the hammer shattered, and the crystals of the granular elements embedded in the bone leaked out like sand, and the fiery red "sand" flowed on the plane of the foundry like ruby slag.

"You separated them?" Urs witnessed Zeken's operation, seeing these elemental crystals flowing like sand from the shattered ribs.

"For me, this is a basic operation, just like the action of swinging a sword to kill an enemy is similar to the principle for you, in the end, practice makes perfect." Zeken smiled slightly, maintaining a modest demeanor in his field of expertise, "It's just ......"

"Just?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to take this magical material called the Fire Elemental Crystal Nucleus any further...... Not at least for now. ”

Zeken stretched out his hand, his slender thumb and forefinger carefully twisted a small pinch of fiery red elemental crystal particles, carefully felt them through the contact of his limbs for a few seconds, and then repeated the operation just now, smashing the remaining ribs one after another.

He separated all the fire elemental nucleus particles from the skeleton of the necromantic knight Karpath, put them in a pocket, tied them tightly with rope and returned them to Urs, and finally made a suggestion: "Listen, young man. As a craftsman, I sometimes trade as a weapons dealer with the inhabitants of the main material plane for currency during my travels, but it is still a good pleasure for me to 'craft good weapons and choose good masters for good weapons'. ”

"All in all, frankly, I'm interested in your magical materials."

"And if you can find me more materials, such as the elemental crystal nucleus of the earth elemental, some rare ores from the dark regions, and if possible, the heart of a high-level magic beast...... Trust me, young friend, you will soon get a weapon that will never disappoint you! In the glory of the craftsman, my work is several times superior to the two-handed greatsword you now have behind your back. ”

When he said these words, Zeken's unfocused eyes suddenly seemed to become fanatical, and such a character was in line with what Urs knew about him in his previous life.

Urs retrieved the fire elemental crystal nucleus particles that had been properly separated, and deep down he had no reason to refuse a legendary craftsman to build a divine weapon for himself, but he still needed to explain one more thing before accepting the other party's kindness.

"Honorable Prophet, High Priest of the city of Palomites, and Mr. Artisan." Then, he spoke up and emphasized to Zeken, "I personally thank you very much for the technical service you just provided me. But if you're trying to use this as a bargaining chip to win us over, then I still can't just ...... it so lightly."

"No, you'd be mistaken, Captain Urs." Zeken waved his hand, as if he knew what the young man was trying to say, "This is not my bargaining chip trying to win you over to help me liberate this dwarf city, but just my personal interest. Future fairs follow its trajectory, so I don't have to worry about you rejecting my proposal. ”

As the words fell, the legendary craftsman of the Ghisseres, known as the Blind Prophet, followed the direction of his perception and cast his "gaze" over the shoulder of Urs to Miss Drow Poet in the crowd.

"Your eyes seem to say that I also have magic materials that you value very much." Miss Poet clasped her hands, her dark purple eyes did not mind "looking at him", and her hoarse voice responded to his actions.

In this regard, the expression on Zeken's face did not mean the slightest denial. He closed his eyes calmly, and after a while, he said, "Yes, the crow, the stray raven of Morberas...... Dansel's Strings, I sense the existence of that item, please show it to me as well. ”

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