The Essetti Mountains cover almost the entire northeastern region of the Western Continent, stretching for thousands of miles, very majestic, starting from the edge of the Western Desert in the west, extending in an arc to the northeast, and ending on the northeast coastline, it is the highest mountain range in the Western Continent, with hundreds of peaks, the highest of which are covered with snow all year round. Because the mountainous area near the northeast coast has a humider climate and a longer rainy season than other regions, it is lush and regenerates quickly. Of course, there are many dangerous creatures.

The Savoyard people mostly live in the southeast, where the land is fertile, flat and temperate. However, the north of the Essetti Mountains is mostly mountainous, and the climate is much harsh, not suitable for grazing and habitation, so it is inaccessible.

Priest Sirwin and Moye hurried from the city of Solong to Honia, and after walking for more than twenty days, the vicinity can almost be described as uninhabited, and at this time there were still about ten days away from Mount Essetti. However, it was in their favor, at least they were no longer distracted by the sight of the Sava Cypdien, and they moved much faster, occasionally stopping to rest defenselessly.

"Priest, on that day in the Colosseum, I was suddenly filled with great power, and I even felt that I could easily level the entire Colosseum. However, after leaving Suolong, he couldn't find that power anymore, why is that?" while taking a break, Mano asked the priest about the confusion that had been haunting him for the past few days. He knew that what had happened that day must have something to do with the priest, but he still couldn't figure out how the priest did it.

"That's because the demonic nature in your soul has been awakened, and the sleeping power has been temporarily released. ”

"Demonic?" said Mano in surprise.

"The soul of the Streamer is made up of two forces, namely spirituality and demonism. The priest explained, "Spirituality is the power that you can now be aware of and that you can freely control. Demonic nature is your latent power, a powerful power that you are born with—but not yet clearly aware of—that is difficult to harness freely at this stage. ”

"So, those powers aren't improvised, they're real in my soul, right?"

"Yes, that's the underlying demonic power in your soul. Immediately, the priest looked at the demon field with some seriousness, "However, even if it is another thousand years, I am afraid that you will not have the ability to awaken the demonic power in your soul...... Don't be so surprised, don't worry, it's not about your form. In fact, there are only a handful of people in the Streamer Clan who can awaken demonic power on their own. ”

"On the day of the Colosseum, it was the priest who awakened the demonic nature of me and Chi Mo, right?"

"Well, when the body of each streamer naturally grows to full maturity, the priest of the clan will temporarily awaken the demonic nature in his soul, making him clearly aware of the infinite power he possesses. Although that kind of power is not something he can easily control at present, making every streamer deeply aware of the existence of their own infinite potential has far-reaching significance for the future of the entire streamer clan. When you and Chi Mo first became adults, neither priest was by their side, so the time to awaken the demonic nature was a little later than the other clansmen. However, the first awakening of your demonic powers was not in the Colosseum. ”

"Huh, when was that?" said Mono in surprise, he thought that he and Chi Mo were on the same day.

"On the day you first arrived in the Sirvenian Forest, I tried to awaken your demonic nature in order to further confirm your identity. "Actually, as soon as Mano reached the top of the mountain that day, the priest was already aware of his presence. However, because the festival could not be interrupted arbitrarily once it began, he was allowed to stay in the dark for a while longer. However, such a streamer with the form of a Lepeilian did surprise the priest. That's why the priest tried to sense his demonic nature in order to confirm it. If the demonic nature does exist in the soul of the demon no, then there is nothing to doubt anymore.

"No wonder......" It dawned on Mono that of course he remembered the situation that day, and he pulled the child to hide behind the bushes and rocks, peeking at the festival of the Sirvin. After the priest appeared, for a moment, a powerful force suddenly surged out of his body, causing the unknown demon to go crazy and almost lose control. Fortunately, the strange feeling didn't last long, and it quickly disappeared miraculously. He hadn't understood what was going on before, but now it had finally come to light. Powerful power has a fatal attraction for anyone, and Mano seems to be no exception, and he can't help but ask with great interest, "Can the priests of the clan use that power at any time? Not only can they awaken the demonic nature of other clansmen, but they can also awaken their own demonic nature, right?"

"Yes, the twelve priests of the Streamer Clan all have the ability to awaken the demonic nature in the soul, but only when we have to, we will use the demonic power in the soul appropriately. In the future, perhaps all streamers will be able to use this power freely and autonomously, but not now! Because demonic nature is an irresistible and coercive force, strong enough to create everything, but also enough to destroy everything. If you don't have the ability to control the demonic nature, then you will be controlled by the demonic nature, and you will even lose the spiritual power in the soul as a result. Spirituality is the guide in your soul, the power to discern between right and wrong. The demon nature is an executor who does not hesitate, and will only accept any of your wishes unconditionally, and will do it at any cost, whether good or evil. Although demonic power itself is not evil, losing the demonic power guided by spirituality is equivalent to losing direction, and it will become extremely dangerous. Because we have enough power to destroy the entire world, and even threaten our own existence. Therefore, we must obey the laws that the Sun King has written in our souls—one of our most important rules of survival. Otherwise, we will lose our bond with the Sun King and never return to our homeland!"

The priest's demeanor was elegant, but there was a rigorous and irreversible momentum in those blue eyes, which made people feel awe. Mono was frightened by those two lines of sight, and the excitement that had just sprouted suddenly cooled. The brief temptation of "possessing great power" was completely defeated by the priest's momentum, and he never dared to repeat the matter again.

The priests of the Streamer Clan are not only the guardians of the Streamer Star's survival rules, but also the guides of the Streamer people's souls, guiding the Streamer to use their powers correctly and stay away from the path of destruction and destruction.

After another ten days, they managed to climb the Essetti Mountains, and as they were about to reach the coastal town of Honia, the sky changed suddenly and a heavy rain fell. Honia is the only town on the long coastline on the northeastern border of the Kingdom of Savoy, and it is uninhabited for hundreds of miles outside of it. If you want to take shelter from the rain, you have to keep going until you reach Honia.

Perhaps affected by the unpredictable weather in the northern seas, the weather in Honia has also become a little strange. Before evening, the sky was clear, and as soon as the sun set, it turned into thunder and lightning, and when night fell, it ushered in a torrential rain. Wind and rain are frantically sweeping through this crumbling town, the terrible weather is overwhelming, and the forces of nature always have a way to make things powerless.

After descending from Mount Essetti, they walked for a long time in such a violent storm, until they were almost near the shore, when at last in the darkness ahead they saw a few dim and faint points of light, through the dense rain, and the hazy outline of Honia loomed in the darkness of the night.

They kept moving in the direction of the small dots of light, and when they got closer, they realized that it was an inn. It was probably the only inn in the town, and in the dim and hazy rainy night, you could faintly see its rough shape lying horizontally and vertically, as if it were made of a pile of stones and broken wood. Although it is not pretty, it is very rare to find a place to rest for a while in such a desolate area, especially on a stormy night like now. In fact, since the rise of commerce, there have only been a few hotels in the western continent that can be used for pedestrians, but the number is still very limited and not everywhere. In the Eastern Continent, there has not been any form of hotel so far, which is probably related to the fact that most countries in the Eastern Continent prohibit commerce, or half-blood people are still discriminated against.

The leather lamp hanging under the eaves of the hotel swayed with the wind and rain, and the light flickered on and off, adding a little warmth to the strange travelers who came from afar.

"Squeak-" The door of the inn was pushed open from the outside.

The guests who had been in the house earlier obviously did not expect that there would be tourists who were not afraid of wind and rain on such a night, and they all looked up in unison. Two unusually tall figures appeared at the door, and they bent down slightly, lowering their bodies a little so that they could pass through the doorframe, which was obviously a little low for them, and just as the guests were amazed, they generously bowed their heads and stepped into the inn.

Priest Sylven lifted the hood of his cloak over his head, and his smooth face and blue-green hair suddenly radiated a soft halo without restraint. He casually glanced around the crude inn lobby, where the fire was blazing, clean and warm, and the tables and chairs were of different heights and sizes, scattered and arranged rather haphazardly. The narrow, dimly lit corners around were already full of guests, except for a few tables and chairs by the bright fire in the center of the lobby.

Mano twisted the hem of his wet robe with his hand, he didn't wear a cloak to protect him from the wind and rain like a priest, and now he was soaking wet.

The priest tilted his head slightly, his gaze swept over Mano, and then walked in the direction of the furnace. Fortunately, the set of tables and chairs by the fire was much taller than the rest of the tables and chairs in the room. Mono couldn't help but grin, it turned out that this strict priest was not as indifferent as it seemed on the surface, and then he also stepped over and sat down opposite the priest.

"There's only meat and wine here, nothing else. ”

As soon as they sat down, a loud but unceremonious voice suddenly came from behind Mono. Mono looked back in surprise and saw a stout figure standing behind him. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his clothes were a little old, and there was even a lot of soot on them, and he couldn't see the original color anymore. He had dark skin, a beard on his face, thick and messy black curly hair, and large brown eyes glaring at Mano with slight anger, like a revenge seeker.

Mono was about to speak, but found a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, but instantly returned to his previous indifference and rudeness. This is not difficult to understand, Moye knew that the man might have been surprised to see his black-haired and blue-eyed appearance and unexpectedly tall size, right? To be honest, Mono was also a little surprised, because that person had the size of a Sava and had black hair, after all, the half-blood of the Sava and Fiydan were very rare. Perhaps, his ancestors had been shipwrecked in the past and had been rescued by the Fidans? Otherwise, there could be no other intersection between the two peoples.

In fact, as Mono expected, this cold and rude fellow was indeed a half-blood, and he was also a half-blood son of the few Savoyard and Fiydan. At the same time, he was also the owner and associate of Honia's only inn, because there were no other men in the store, he was alone.

Moye didn't care about his attitude, and said calmly, "Then the wine and beast meat." ”

The innkeeper made no reply, and then looked at Priest Sylven on the other side. Glancing at the priest's blue eyes that seemed to have magical power, he couldn't help but be stunned, this was the first time he had met a foreigner, and his heart was naturally very shocked, but on the surface he had to pretend to be calm.

"I don't need to. The priest answered his silent inquiry in standard Lepelian.

The innkeeper nodded, and there was another look of surprise on his cold and rude face.