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"A seventh-level warrior who has mastered a complete system of martial arts, or has hard bones all over his body, or has a strong ability to resist attacks, and can easily resist the siege of dozens of people. ”

Far north from Afaron, is one of the most powerful city-states in the Highlands, Alba.

In the splendid royal palace, David, the king of the city-state of Alba, closed the parchment in his hand with a rude movement, and playfully said to the burly middle-aged man standing in front of him:

"Goliath, according to the division proposed by our great divine envoy, I am afraid that you can only be called a seventh-level warrior, and you are still a very long way from the so-called bloodline knight. ”

It was now three months after the completion of the construction of the Temple of Talos, enough news from the southern plains to spread in great detail to the highlands.

Unlike the previous two books, The Apocalypse of Talos and The Secret Book of the Knights of the Talos Bloodline, which were treasured by Aragorn, the Introduction to the Profession was actively spread by Talos in various ways immediately after he finished writing it.

Aragorn is more than happy to participate in the reshaping of the continental vocational system, and may be able to leave his name in the history books in the future.

The middle-aged man, who was as tall as a little giant, frowned and responded, "I heard that many people now refer to the eighth rank as a holy realm, which means that in the entire Camilo Continent, only that divine envoy has successfully reached that level, which is unique. ”

David shook his head, "It stands to reason that I shouldn't be hostile to a divine envoy who has been proven to be powerful—"

"It's just that we in Alba are the most powerful city-states in the northern highlands, and we can rush into the southern plains at any time and establish an unprecedentedly large kingdom. How can Afaron, who is inferior to us in all aspects, but unexpectedly received the support of the divine envoy, be put aside, I am not reconciled!"

"I see, Goliath is willing to share your worries. The stout and loyal man knelt down on one knee, "I am willing to leave for Afaron at once and challenge the oracle in the name of a warrior, and I will do my best to kill him!"

"No, I have a better candidate before you, let her test the situation for us first. ”

After conversing with Alba's most powerful warrior, Goria, King David went alone to a vault beneath the palace and retrieved a worn-out diary from a locked treasure chest.

David sat down at his desk, took out a quill and began to write on it.

"Lady Mary, this is David, and I have heard that Afaron in the southern steppes has received an oracle who is said to be very powerful and has a power that cannot be matched by the earth. ”

When he finished writing this sentence, the black ink flickered and was absorbed by the paper, as if he had never written on it before.

After a while, another sentence slowly emerged on the page: "Divine messenger? impossible, that's ridiculous." There is no creator, and therefore no oracle. As the king of the city-state of Alba, I thought you would be at least a little smarter than the others. ”

"No, Lady Mary, listen to me, this time it's true. Remember the last time I mentioned to you the beast that sent the whole of Afaron into a panic? It was slain with great ease by the half-human, half-snake oracle. You've been living in the Silent Forest, and you probably don't know about it yet. ”

"Half-human, half-snake, I'm a little interested in him, I wonder if the so-called divine envoy can compare to the red dragon Grau?"

The king of Alba knew that the Red Dragon Grau, a dragon that inhabited the volcanoes in the northern highlands and the central part of the southern plains, was the nemesis of the witch Bloody Mary, who was now talking to him.

David smiled, knowing he was about to make it.

So he went on to write: "Yes, you should go to Afaron at once, in case that temple of Talos really produces extraordinary priests, I am afraid it will ......"

"I'm afraid I'll get rid of this witch?"

The originally beautiful flower-style characters on the diary became a little distorted by the owner's emotions, and immediately after, several other lines of equally crooked sentences continued to emerge.

"There is no creator in the world, and therefore there is no magic. There is no real difference between priests and witches, who are only willing to serve the government and the latter who are not willing to be expelled. ”

"All the unnatural forces we use can be collectively called spells, magic is magic, and magic is also magic. ”

"I know, ma'am, I know it, so we've always had a good time working together, haven't we?"

The witch on the opposite side seemed to be appeased, and after a while, a line of flowery characters that had become neat and beautiful again appeared.

"Of course, Gurgle, remember the princess of the city-state of Nicaea, I imprisoned her in a tower by magic, and ordered a horde of terrible winter wolves to guard it. ”

Later, the prince of the neighboring kingdom of Lesia came to the rescue of the princess, because the king of Nicaea promised that whoever could save his daughter would become king of Nicea. ”

"Yes, I remember it clearly. David smiled, but there was no warmth on his face, and he wrote his memories in his diary.

"In the end, the prince became the snack for your pet winter wolves, and the princess was brought back to the Silent Forest by you. The two city-states of Nicaea and Lesia, having lost their heirs at the same time, were eventually annexed by me and became part of the city-state of Alba. ”

"You know it, so this time I need thirty young and strong soldiers and ten beautiful virgins in return. The last time I bathed in the blood of Princess Nicaea, it really made me look much younger and more beautiful. But that's not enough, I need more. ”

Without blinking his eyes, David agreed to the witch's conditions: "Don't worry, I will let you get soldiers and virgins according to the old way." ”

"As soon as I get the news of the death of the messenger, I will arrange an outing, when ten beautiful virgins will disappear because they have accidentally left the party, and thirty brave and zealous soldiers will decide to go in search of the beautiful ones, and you will only have to take them with you. ”

"No problem, the messenger will not live long, because the greatest witch in the world, Bloody Mary, is about to go to Afaron herself. ”

In the Silent Forest, a beautiful witch in a purple robe and a pointed hat puts down the quill in her hand.

She picked up a wand about fourteen inches long, hummed an unknown tune, and walked out of the house, whistling into the dark, lifeless forest.

Soon, a huge crow quacked and flew from a distance and landed in front of her.

The witch climbed on the raven's back and patted the giant fowl on the head, "Let's go, baby, I'm afraid we'll have to spend the next two days in the air, I'm going to damn Afaron." ”

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