Kneeling before the surging pillars of light in the Great Sanctuary, Estelle's beautiful face was peaceful and reverent, but her heart was far from as calm as it seemed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Shadow Whisperer, by Chardo Vespa...... What the hell is this bastard trying to do?

In the Duchy of Havestre, at first, Estelle didn't care about the ambushers she encountered, and later she was accidentally captured only because she had to match Estelle's apparent identity, she had two conjectures about the origin of these people, or they were the real followers of Faharu, or they were conspirators who deliberately disguised themselves to provoke the further deterioration of the relationship between the Great Sanctuary and Faharu, no matter which possibility this group of people was, she believed that the secret strength was enough to ensure her safety, and the guy who kidnapped him did not show the slightest murderous intent...... So she didn't get nervous all the time, but kept thinking about whether she could use this group of people to achieve her own goals.

As a result, the strength of this group of people was beyond her imagination, and even her invincible drug sac was useless - but she had an unexpected gain: when the secret plot with the drug failed, and the big man with the hideous axe cut a piece of fabric from her clothes to hide the drug mist, it looked like the leader of the two daggers, but he was so shocked by the mixture of the two things that he didn't even care about himself, and buried the pile of things in a frenzy - At that time, she recognized Chardo.

No wonder that guy didn't have any killing intent when he hijacked himself, and his eyes were so dishonest!

Recalling the several contacts with Chardo, Estelle's heart was filled with a trace of inexplicable feelings, a little sweet, a little annoyed, and a trace of doubt - the dagger in Chardo's hand was active with the real divine power of death, as a saint of light, she had absolute confidence in her divine eyesight, not to mention that she had experienced it personally here in the Great Sanctuary not long ago, so she would never admit it, but isn't Chardo one of the leaders of the Xi'an gang, how did she become the god of Faharu again?

The surging divine power on those daggers was not something that ordinary enchanted weapons could achieve, and it was not even something that could be used by ordinary priest levels! In contrast, she had only seen items with similar fluctuations on Gastis, and she thought that such a thing could not be used by 'outsiders' at will anyway, right?

However, she had seen Chardo many times, and even had a 'very close' contact with him last time, but she had never found any signs of death in his body...... But knowing that the mixture of incense and medicine in his holy clothes will become ...... It was only Chardo and himself who became 'that kind of thing', and even his father, who had rediscovered the formula for this drug from historical records, did not know......

Staring at the light in front of her, for a moment, Estelle felt like a tangled thread of silk, and she really wanted to find a being who could answer these questions and pray.

"Your Excellency,"

A low-level divine attendant leaned over respectfully and whispered softly, "Captain of the garrison, please come over for a moment, there is something to do." ”

"Got it. ”

Estelle replied softly, stood up and turned, and left the Holy Pool with serene and graceful steps, fully displaying the grace of a saint.

I really envy Sopmandis......

The low-level priest who followed far behind him retracted his gaze and whispered a prayer to restrain his mind.

Ignoring the gaze behind her, Estelle freed herself from the puzzle of Shardo and began to think about the captain's purpose in finding herself. From the destruction of the Holy Mountain by the sudden meteorite rain, the four elders came here with the surviving personnel, and temporarily used the Great Holy Church as their headquarters, but after these surviving Holy Mountain clergy came to the Great Holy Church, because of their original high positions, they naturally wanted to gain control by virtue of their positions, but in the eyes of the original Great Holy Church personnel, they were responsible for the destruction of the Holy Mountain. A group of bereaved dogs that brought shame to the followers of Sanin, and the people in the Great Sanctuary were warriors who had not yet succumbed to Fahalu's might, so there were some discordant voices.

I hope I don't have to mediate such a anymore...... That's enough.

This kind of doomed and flattering thing is a headache for Estil, and she, who is ostensibly a saint of light and the daughter of the remnants of Byron Ens, naturally has no sincerity in maintaining the unity of the Cult of the Radiant God, and after being forced to deal with several such conflicts, she really has no patience to do this kind of thing again.

However, it backfired, and Estil, who walked to the entrance of a side hall, really saw two groups of people facing each other, and there were familiar faces on both sides, it was a group of high-ranking priests from the Holy Mountain and the original left-behind personnel of the Great Holy Hall...... Hmm? Who are these new faces?

Estelle noticed a few strange newcomers, they were wearing somewhat dilapidated robes, which looked close to the costumes of a group of people in the Holy Mountain, but at this moment they were standing behind the guards of the Great Holy Temple, and they were talking to the other side with excited expressions, while the faces of the high-ranking priests of the Holy Mountain were very strange, and there was a trace of discomfort in their anger.

"What's wrong?"

Estelle's calm voice was like a fresh breeze, gently blowing, which suddenly eased the tense atmosphere a lot.

The next moment, however, the words shouted from the newcomer's mouth shattered Estelle's peace.

"Your Excellency, I am Ennis, a mid-ranking priest and survivor of the Holy Mountain! I want to reveal to you, no, to everyone, the truth about the incident on the Holy Mountain-the truth about those four disgusting old guys!"

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"The book...... It's kind of interesting. ”

Doug stroked the heavy book in his hand and whispered something he thought he would never say. On the title page of the book, "Duel on the Tip of the Tongue - The Art of Negotiating with Divine Beings" stands out in a row of large gold-edged black letters.

Now they were sitting in the carriage that Rabia Alimant had made for Fifian, pulled by four tall horses as white as snow towards Doug's hometown town of 'Mont', the old man's love for the little girl was simply boundless, this carriage was not so much a means of transportation as a small moving mage tower, countless precious magical materials were piled up at any cost to build up a huge internal space, Solid defense and luxurious appearance, even with a small energy pool, the abstract low-looking humanoid symbol of the tower on the outer wall of the carriage exuding a proud momentum, coupled with the tall horse with obvious demonic blood, so that they did not encounter anything unsmooth along the way.

Although Doug felt that the carriage ride back was in itself an obstacle, what could be achieved in an instant with the Reibet emblem would have to take three or four days on the road...... But she couldn't stand Fei Fei'an had to ask for this, saying that doing this is an 'ordinary person's journey', and she has long been looking forward to being able to travel around the continent in a carriage with her sweetheart, see the scenery and eat delicious food, and create good memories for the two together......

Hum.

Doug glanced at Fifian, who was lying on his lap and was drooling, and pouted. The little girl said it sounded good, and she was excited for a day, and then she began to complain about the boredom of the cookie-cutter scenery outside, and finally the so-called 'two people traveling together' became 'one person bored in the car playing with the terminal', and after being ridiculed by Doug, he became angry and angry, forcing Doug to start studying a large number of books in the car.

Fortunately, the god of conservation chose the right book, and found a good book that combines fun and practicality from the large pile of thick books that seem to be daunting, which compares the negotiation with the gods to a duel, and then disassembles and analyzes it from all aspects, not only teaching readers a lot of negotiation strategies, but also almost step-by-step how to observe the other party to obtain information, how to set up and avoid language traps, How to mislead the other party with their own behavior and even when to make what kind of expression is listed, ensuring that as long as a person follows the above steps, even if he does not get the best result, it will definitely not be the worst result.

Doug never knew that he actually had a time to read and concentrate on reading, and while reading it, he substituted his own life experience, and couldn't help but sigh that if he had this book when he was still in Xi'an, not to mention whether he could be a leader, at least the income from debt collection would definitely have to be tripled or four......

Although he has always claimed to be a mental thug, it was only from the beginning of studying this book that Doug really felt the gap between himself and the 'professionals' in terms of knowledge. In his previous understanding, there was no basis for negotiation between the high gods and ordinary mortals, after all, the difference between the two sides was too great, just like the Speaker 'Fat Jackal' Sivol and a small leader on the street of Xi'an with three or five golden fingers sitting together to negotiate a deal, and any so-called negotiation skills should be useless in such an unequal situation - but this book explains in detail how to mislead, gossip, bluff, and At the end of the Age of the Gods four hundred years later, at the end of the Age of the Gods, how wise and outstanding people finally succeeded in deceiving the divine power out of thin air by maneuvering between multiple gods, deliberately creating misunderstandings, and cross-borrowing power, Doug was itchy to see it, and directly turned the relevant stories into oracles and put them into the minds of the few remaining sleeping prisoners who were good at deception, and let them try it on their own.

What a good book.

Sensing that several of the sleeping prisoners had accepted the order, Doug closed the book in satisfaction, stretched, and looked at Linax in the opposite seat, only to find that the dragon lich was not reading, but looked at the scenery outside the window with his head tilted sideways.

It's really new.

Doug frowned slightly, cautiously observing Linax, wondering what had happened. You must know that since Fifian took out this pile of books, Linax has devoted almost all of his time to these professional books from four hundred years later, completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge, and even his eight terminals are gone, and this is the first time since the beginning of the journey that Doug has seen him take his eyes off the books.

"I just remembered the days I traveled with Lorna, my Lord God. ”

Feeling Doug's gaze, Linax turned his head with a gentle smile on his face, "Back then, we were also mortals, traveling around the continent in a carriage, looking for beautiful scenery and delicious food everywhere......"

His dark eyes dimmed for a moment, then turned into a hopeful gaze. He is watching Doug's growth, and his mastery of divine power is becoming more and more mature, and he believes that the day is not far off when he can perfectly resurrect Lorna Saidis, especially since Fio has revealed some news about the 'gentle red-haired aunt' to him intentionally or unintentionally, and he is now full of eager hope for the future.

"That sounds enviable. ”

Doug nodded, "I hope we can get rid of the annoying thing of Borg Fixer as soon as possible, without the shackles of the so-called 'history', and be able to relax in the new time, and we should be able to resurrect your partner soon." ”

"Now just be patient, my Lord God...... We are well prepared and have enough strength to deal with all kinds of changes. ”

Linax's fingers eased gracefully, and a richly decorated Rui Aibet emblem slowly suspended in the air, "According to the latest statistics, the number of Rui Aibet emblems on the entire continent has increased to 20,000, and the number of exchange requests that appear every day has exceeded 100, and the accumulated divine power has reached the level of a weak god, and this number is still expanding at an alarming rate. I have to say that the design of the emblem being able to replicate itself through sacrificial resources is really conducive to spreading, and being able to intercept a part of the energy is even more exciting, my lord god. ”

Linax genuinely praised Doug's idea of a flash of inspiration in the design of the emblem, allowing the emblem to replicate itself and capture some of the energy in the copy, which was much more effective than the original scheme of random scattering everywhere, and spread more than five times faster than he had first estimated.

"Hehe, people are always wary of things that they don't have to pay, but they believe in what they have paid a lot of money for, and if it can bring them a lot of wealth, it is no different from going crazy. ”

Doug tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his mind was reminded of the time when he went to help people ask for debts, and he couldn't understand how crazy those big merchants who used to have a house full of gold coins could spend half of their fortune to buy a tattered tulip root, and stubbornly believed that they could make a fortune from it...... Unfortunately, the last thing they were waiting for was not a buyer who bought at a high price, but Doug, who kindly came to visit at night with a dagger.

It was this experience that led him to veto Fifian's proposal to make a lot of emblems scattered everywhere, and instead make the emblem possible to reproduce the design by sacrificing a certain amount of wealth, and now it seems that the effect is still good, and many people who spend a lot of money to change an emblem from others, after confirming the validity of the emblem, especially after discovering that making a new emblem can leave some 'surplus' in their own emblem, have become voluntary salesmen, eager to have one for all the neighbors around.

"But when I was recovering from my injury recently, I had a new idea. ”

Doug looked at Linax, words organized in his mind. When Fifian was tired of seeing the scenery and playing with the terminal in the carriage, Doug, who was forced to be a pillow, was not dozing off, but seriously thinking about the current situation and his own future - his conservation god system now has ordinary believers (most of them are sleeping prisoners except Linax and Fifian), the terminal system, the brotherhood, and the Ray Aibet emblem, but the number of ordinary believers is too small, and the terminal system is mainly facing mages,' The Brotherhood, disguised as a secret organization, barely provided much of the power of faith, and before the advent of the Reibet Emblem, it relied almost entirely on the personal possessions of Linax and Fifian to transform its powers, which was sufficient at a time when it was just to 'preserve history'...... However, according to Fio, it is now a new time and space after a time warp, everything starts again, and those ancient gods have sensed that opportunities have come, and the future continent must be full of traces of gods, and as the successor of Byron Ens, he is hated by almost all the gods, and it can be said that there are enemies everywhere, so Doug feels that it is necessary to further develop his 'gray lizard plan', provoke more gods to fight each other, and buy more time for himself to develop.

"Fifian's skills and knowledge, I think we can make better use of it. ”

He took out his pair of 'Fahalu's Mercy @ Fifian Imitation', skillfully playing with various knife flowers in his hand, "Now the secrets of those gods are nothing to hide for her, as long as she falsifies and ships real divine power information, she can easily create contradictions between the believers of the gods, how do we want to be-"

The picture of the long-lost circle of the world suddenly flashed in front of him, but it only flickered for a moment before it came to an abrupt end.

Doug's expression was cold, and he pulled the dazed Fifian up and stuffed it behind him, holding the 'Mercy of Fahalu' tightly, and his cold gaze looked through the window of the carriage, quickly looking for possible danger.

At the same time, a smile disappeared from Linax's face, and the eight terminals suspended around him vibrated at the same time, and dozens of pre-made spell sequences were triggered in an instant, enveloping the entire carriage without leaking.

-- There was nothing unusual about the world in front of me, but at some point, no birds or insects could be heard, even the wind was still, and the whole road, along with the nearby forest, was as calm as if it had suddenly died...... Like the robe of the black-robed stranger in the middle of the road......

Faha Road !!!!!! (To be continued.) )