Chapter Two Hundred and Three: Space Magic
Elven Feather.
Elven feathers aren't anything remarkable, but elves are different. It represents the once beautiful and conceited race of the continent, but with the best magical talent, once again appearing in front of people!
Although the elves are few in number, they have extremely high magical talents, and wood elemental magic is a talent they are born with, and some of them can even learn light magic, dark magic, and the rarest ...... Space magic.
"Priest Veblen, do you think that Chrissy Town Turn, not only an elf, but also a powerful elven clan with wings on his back?"
The priest of Moses groped his fingers for the emerald feather, which was shiny and full of unlost life, and it was indeed not long after it had fallen from a powerful elven race.
Faced with the questioning of the priest Moses, the priest of Veblen could only express his opinion. The process of getting the Elf Feather does not need to be repeated, he took it from Liu Ci on the spot, it seems that Liu Ci himself does not seem to know it, and the origin of the "Elf Feather" can stand up to verification.
"It has been many years since the elves appeared in the Bright Continent, I will report this matter to His Majesty the Pope as soon as possible, no one can erase the loyalty of Veblen Priests to the Holy See."
The priest of Moses took out a fine wooden box, placed the elven feather in it, and made a solemn promise to Veblen.
A hint of confusion flashed across Van Chamberlain's old countenance, but his old friend, the Jersey priest, had a happy face. When the priest of Moses sent the two out, Jersey patted his old friend on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Time flies, and we can meet again in our old age, and we really thank God for his mercy on us." ”
Seeing that his old friend was still confused, Jersey did not say much, and sent Veblen back to the parish office of Amster, and he departed.
As the priest of light at the head of the twelve districts, the priest of Moses was far from being able to match the power in his hands and the degree of importance he was valued by His Majesty the Pope. Bishop Edward of the Diocese of Srmont has not been tried for a long time, and the Diocese of Srmont has still not appointed a new bishop.
Priest Moses was the greatest possible successor—the first priest from the center of power in the Holy Land to the bishop of a foreign diocese, which would not have been a good thing if it had not been for this extraordinary time. But now, the dark council of the overseas continent is about to stir in everyone's hearts, and the dark tide is surging under the calm surface of the diocese of the Holy Land Harbor.
The elves have once again shown their sights in front of men...... The form is so complicated, who can stabilize the situation for the Pope, even if he suffers a small loss now, how can the Pope forget his sacrifice.
If the priest of Moses is transferred to the bishop of the diocese of Srmont, a vacant seat will be reserved for the priest of light in the 12th district of the Holy Land Harbor. Many in the Holy Port, including the Jersey Priests, had speculated about who would take over the current position of Priest Moses, and who would be substituted among the twelve Priests of Light in the Holy Port.
Jersey hadn't thought that Veblen would have a chance before, but tonight there was something in the words of the priest of Moses, and Jersey thought about it carefully, and his old friend was really a good candidate. Veblen's stubbornness is well-known throughout the Holy See, and you can dislike him, but you will never question his character.
The addition of such an old priest to the center of the Holy See will undoubtedly have the least impact on the existing distribution of power. Jersey was eighty percent sure that the priest of Moses would recommend Vabrilain to His Majesty the Pope before he was transferred.
As one of the few people His Majesty the Pope truly trusted, the words of the priest Moses have always been taken seriously by the Pope. As long as he makes a reasonable suggestion, His Holiness will not generally refute it.
The old friend had a rough life, he studied in the Holy Land Port when he was a teenager, he was stubborn by nature and did not know how many people he had offended in the past few decades, but in the twilight of his life, he had the opportunity to return to the center of the Holy See...... Jersey had to sigh at what a strange and unpredictable fate was.
He believes that Veblen, who has served in various dioceses for decades, not only has enough wisdom, but also his life experience must have taught him more skills. The old friend was in a good mood to face the gains and losses, and until there was definite news, Jersey kept his speculation in his heart, unwilling to let Veblen rejoice.
After all, even if it has nothing to do with rights, it is always unique for every clergyman to stay in the diocese of Port Sangda.
The appearance of the elven feather brought the old priest Veblen, who had worked hard all his life, into the sight of the powerful people.
Liu Ci, who was the first to discover it, was not aware of its importance, nor did she anticipate that her involvement with Chrissy would continue for many years to come.
So, where is Chrissy, who escaped from Liu Ci's men, at this time?
In fact, Chrissy's Town was not too far from the Diocese of Port Sanctuary at this time.
An ordinary, empty civilian courtyard.
In the abandoned courtyard, which was overgrown with grass and large enough to reach the height of human knees, there was a slight fluctuation in the air. It was as if flying insects had passed over the surface of a calm lake, and the air was centered at a certain point, creating ripples.
The ripples continued to expand, and a slender and tall figure appeared out of thin air, stepping on the grassy ground.
She has an ordinary appearance, a tall figure, and a tired face at this time, it is none other than Chrissy Turn, who escaped from Liu Ci's spirit talisman!
The girl replaced herself with an elven feather, and left through space magic, and easily escaped surrounded by Veblen priests and others, but in fact, doing all this, where is it as simple as it seems?
There is an unavoidable law of space magic, spatial coordinates. The magic teleportation array is to fix the space node, which is one of the safest and most stable space teleportation methods.
And the magicians of the space department, when using short-distance teleportation, how not to get lost in the vast space is the focus of their learning. Chrissy appeared in a grassy house, pushed open the hidden door, and fell asleep.
This place was obviously a safe place for her to feel at ease, and it was certainly not the first time she had teleported here, although there was no magic array, and it was a semi-fixed private coordinate point.
After a full day and a night's sleep, Chrissy woke up from exhaustion.
The girl moved her hands and feet in the yard, stretched her waist, and finally could not hold her rumbling belly. Suffering from hunger, Chrissy slipped out of the half-abandoned yard like a kitten.
Outside the barren and grassy houses, there is a commercial street not far away, and various small shops are set up in it, and the well-dressed papal people walk in the meantime, bustling but not noisy, it is really a good living environment.
If Liu Ci was here, he would be able to recognize this place at a glance...... The city of Douala, a commercial street specializing in high-end goods, is very popular with the papal see.
Mr. Connie's shop is not far from the place where Chrissy Town is located.
But the small courtyard is just a rare place for the girl to come once a year and a half, she knows the identity and origin of Liu Ci and the others clearly, and knows the whereabouts of Quirin Capala, but she doesn't know anything about Mr. Connie, who is very close to her and resembles a legendary character.
At first, Chrissy was curious, but no matter how he checked, Mr. Connie was indeed an ordinary old man in his last years - the old man did not know how to prolong his life, and he grew old year after year, riddled with old age and illness, but he has always lived tenaciously.
Little Veblen became the old priest of Veblen, and Mr. Connie was still the same Mr. Connie.
Like a nimble fawn, Chrissy moves freely through the streets infested by papal figures, and soon disappears into the streets that crisscross the city of Douala.
It wasn't until she was far away that Mr. Connie, who was basking in the sun on the chaise longue in his yard, opened his cloudy eyes and stared in the direction where Chrissy had disappeared and muttered to himself, "The secret of space...... It's always hard to grasp, like an eternal star overhead. ”
Mr. Connie muttered under his breath, the evening sun shining on his brown age-spotted face, and he and his yard were shrouded in a lifeless twilight that was about to come to an end.
"Time is running out, will you be my last hope......"
The old man leaned back in the recliner and closed his eyes again.
Mr. Connie, who seems to have lived longer than the others, is also afraid of death.
All things are withered and prosperous, there is a way in the cycle of heaven and earth, and immortality in any sense is a struggle against the sky.
Intelligent life is an evolutionary instinct to do everything it can to make its constitution stronger and live longer. So in another civilization, there are cultivators like Liu Ci. In the Magic Continent, there are mages of various departments, and there are martial artists who cultivate fighting spirit.
Different paths, but for the sake of the same end.
Whether it's the most common natural elemental mage, or the dark mage, the light mage, or even the rare space mage like Chriss...... They are wonderful in their respective fields, and if they master the magic of any series to the extreme, they can step into the ranks of the top and rare sages in the mainland, and there is really no distinction between high and low magic.
Space magic, like other types of magic, existed when magicians appeared in the Bright Continent. For countless years, it was not very different, until more than a thousand years ago, there was a sudden craze for advocating space magic in the Bright Continent.
This series of magic has almost been pushed to the altar, if it weren't for the fact that the Holy See has been entrenched in the Bright Continent for thousands of years, the status of light magic is probably the same as that of natural element magic.
In the midst of the enthusiastic pursuit, space magic reached its peak more than a thousand years ago. New blood is constantly joining, young people want to learn, want to open the door to "space", fanatics without magical physique become mathematicians, young people with space magic potential cry with joy and run to join the team of space mages.
This prosperity is like a string that is taut to the extreme, and one day people wake up to find that all the space mages have disappeared from the continent.
The Mage Tower fled, the documents were destroyed, and the Space Mage disappeared.
It used to flourish so much, and it withered so quickly!
For a thousand years, both the Holy See and other forces have been trying to find traces of space magic, and they have found many ruins, but they have never been able to find the real space mage.
Until Chrissey Turn's appearance in the Holy See's field of vision.
This tall, ordinary-looking girl is not just a space mage, she may have another identity: an elf race who has lost her trace on the continent like a space mage!
Chrissy didn't seem to care too much about the waves she had caused, and after eating from beginning to end in the food court of Douala City, she was back to full health.
"It's not friendly at all, without you, wouldn't I be able to enter the Holy Port Monastery, hum!"
Chrissy looked in the direction of the Holy Land Harbor and sighed slightly resentfully.
It's definitely more dangerous there now, but she really can't bear to let go of those unearthed documents, so what should she do?