"Make it clear, honorable apostle. The old toad bowed slightly and prayed to Faust.

The simple reason is that if they are not interested in God's teachings, let them appreciate God's mercy. Faust "shows God's mercy to the unbeliever, satisfies his desires, and gradually gives him a taste of God's wisdom." ”

The old toad nodded as if he didn't understand, "It's like...... Like me?"

Faust smiled and shook his head, "You are different, you are chosen, you are the shepherd of Legba, shepherd the lambs for him." ”

After speaking, Faust patted the old toad Hama on the shoulder to show encouragement, "The body is the capital of your career, in order to better shepherd the lamb of the god Legba, you should also pay more attention to rest." ”

"Thank you for your enlightenment, Apostle. The old toad stepped back and left the reading room.

After Faust saw Hama leave, he naturally didn't have the heart to read, he looked up at the sky outside the window, it was almost time for lunch.

Faust slowly paced back to Kuazza's house, just in time for the meal. Although Kuaza was a samurai chief, he had no servants at home, and he relied on himself to cook, so his skills were not very good.

Moreover, the Toad Man's recipe contains a large number of insects, which led Faust to eat mainly vegetarian food for the past two days, and only tried a dish of roasted lizard meat, which slightly supplemented some nutrients.

Today's lunch was the same, Faust looked at the six different insects on the table, and was very nostalgic for the joyful dining times in the old world.

Faust eventually chose to eat fruit, which was so abundant in the rainforest that he had eaten no less than ten in the past two days, but the taste was not so pleasant—either almost a dull lump of starch or sour berries, something that no one would like.

Faust laboriously slice open a large piece of breadfruit—that is, a lump of starch—with an obsidian knife, sprinkled with a little coarse salt, and a few sour berries, and it was a lunch.

Naturally, these things could not arouse Faust's appetite, so he just ate a little casually, and then stared at Kuaza on the other side.

Kuaza was gobbling up charcoal-grilled birdcatchers, staring at him very uncomfortably, "What's wrong with you?"

His words were as brief and direct as before, and they were not at all the same as Faust had seen him kneel before the sacred tree and sing praises for the first time. Faust didn't have a leaf in his hand now, just shook his head to indicate that it was nothing.

Kuaza glanced at Faust suspiciously, and then turned his attention to the charcoal-roasted birdcatcher.

In fact, Faust does have an affair, but it's not always good to say to Kuazza - with Faust's ability to reverse right and wrong, and it's difficult to politely and unoffensively say "I want to get rid of you".

Getting rid of him was almost a sure option—he repeatedly expressed his dissatisfaction with the mission, which would grow as the number of followers grew, until it outweighed his fear of Aventnu.

Moreover, even if he did not stop the missionary cause out of fear of Aventnu, his very existence would seriously affect the religious enthusiasm of the villagers, and even cause some people to wonder if the samurai chief could truly represent the will of the sacred tree.

So, Kuaza had to die—besides, he and Faust actually had a vendetta.

Faust wiped his mouth, stood up, and nodded to Kuaza, who didn't react but continued to deal with his birdcatcher spider - and pushed the door and left Kuaza's house.

After lunch, it is natural to continue the work that has not been done in the morning. This rare afternoon time would be nice to have some black tea, Faust thought regretfully.

Faust returned to the reading room and stroked the book he had picked out. The Chronology of the Empire is a hard leather cover, of which Faust could not discern the material, but it is beautifully crafted – the dark green cover looks like the primary color of leather, with the title and author etched in gilded text, and the same beautiful pattern on the border.

Faust opened the title page, which was strong and flexible, as elastic as rubber, and the paper was thin but opaque, and the two pages did not interfere with each other.

This kind of book could never have been written by the Toad People. Faust looked at the thick "Illustrated Book of Animals and Plants" on one side, which was the true embodiment of Toad Man's book craftsmanship.

They usually simply cut a broad, waxy leaf into a square and write on it with a corrosive ink.

This kind of book can only be written on one side of a piece of paper, and the paper is very thick, and all the contents have to be copied by hand, and the efficiency of information recording and transmission is outrageous.

Faust looked at the apparently printed books in his hand, the people who produced them must have reached an unprecedented level of educational and technological prosperity, and only a few mage realms in the Old World could reach this level.

All of this makes Faust look forward to the "empire" to which the title suggests—imagine how exciting it would be to imagine a long-vanished civilization whose remnants reveal an astonishing prosperity.

Faust eagerly opened the book and read it carefully against the dictionary.

The book turns the title page and is followed by the contents, with no chapters and no table of contents.

Faust was more interested in the first line of the book, which reads, "In the first year of the imperial calendar, His Majesty Regba I ascended the throne." ”

To be honest, the book is boring, and most of it is a simple account of events, with a few events followed by a line or two, but still too little for Faust.

The book is not thick, and Faust quickly turns to the end, "...... In 1453, His Majesty Regba XXXIII held a triumphal ceremony for General Baba Yaga and conferred on him the title of 'Vice-Emperor'. ”

This is where the book comes to an abrupt end, and it may be that there is another volume, or it may be that the history of the empire ends here.

Faust closed the book and rubbed his temples, this book was supposed to be part of a certain set of history books, more like an index, and it was not very qualified as a chronology.

But Faust was still curious about what was in the book—Tutor Legba, which Emperor Majesty are you, or are you not?

Faust picked up "Elementary Psionic Powers" casually, stacked the other two books together, knocked them on the table, and put them aside.

Just as Faust was about to open the book, his expression was stunned, as if he had noticed something. He pulled out the Chronology of the Empire again, held it in his hand, and gently slammed it on the table, then turned the book upside down and knocked it again.

Sure enough, in addition to the bumping sound of the hard book cover and the wooden table, there is also a slight sound of paper rubbing, which is very small and easy to ignore.

Faust carefully examined the pages of the book and soon found something suspicious.

The cover of the book is made of hard leather, and the entire pages of the book are glued to the cover by some kind of glue, rather than inserting a piece of paper into the pocket-style cover. The leather inside pages of the front and back covers are pasted with a layer of paper slightly smaller than the cover.

However, the entire paper on the front cover is glued to the hard shell, and the back cover is only glued to the outer ring of the paper—the original pasting process is so ingenious that Faust speculates that it is impossible to tell the difference between the two covers by the naked eye.

But no matter how perfect the craftsmanship is, it will lose to time, and as time passes, the hard cover of the book has bent, and the fully enclosed paper bag that had been attached to the pages of the book has also been bent.

Therefore, Faust can hear the sound of the paper rubbing, and the original design should be that the paper bag is tightly clamped to the paper inside, and there will be no abnormality in sight and hearing.

Faust was a man of great curiosity, and he took out his obsidian knife and carefully cut the paper bag along the edges—both as a dinner knife and a paper cutter for two days since Faust got it at Kuazza's house.

Faust deftly picked it with his knife, and a folded piece of paper slipped out of the paper bag.

Faust softly unfolded the paper, revealing a map.