Chapter 1: The Traveler of the Blackthorn Rose (Part II)
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"So, are you ready to face Soretos, the Church's Agent?"
Standing on the side of the clearing, surrounded by an invisible force field, the young man laughed at his embarrassed opponent. The raindrops were deflected aside by the force field as they passed around him, and the boy on the other side was drenched in the icy rain.
"Mages are not the only ones in the world who have mystical powers, young man, open your eyes. As he spoke, Soretos recited an ancient incantation, "Taros_moris_edva."
The air currents poured in from all directions, converging in the hands of the young man, condensing into a transparent long sword, sharp and light, gorgeous and coordinated.
Flipping through the two sword flowers, Soritos took a fighting stance, smiling at the exclamations around him.
The barmaid was pretty looking, so why put on an indifferent expression, maybe she could have a drink with her and do something else when she was done later.
After the young man looked around, the young man opposite him pulled out his pitch-black long sword from behind him, and at the same time, he took out a metal pocket watch from his bosom with his left hand and put it in front of his eyes.
Pocket watch?Did he still want to see the time at this time?Soretos wanted to laugh a little, but unfortunately he didn't have time to waste time with the young man.
Let yourself strike first and win with one move.
It's really a rookie. The archbishop entrusted himself to find such a person?
By the time the cold light leaped to the edge of the blade, Soritos had seen the defeat of his opponent.
Quickly reciting the incantation, using secret techniques to tear through space, switching phases with invisible power, transcending reality, like floating light in the night, Soretos instantly appeared behind the young man, the transparent long sword silently against the back of the opponent's neck, and the corner of his mouth showed a signature triumphal smile - the victory and defeat were decided.
However, in the next moment, the young man encountered a strong backlash and was suddenly knocked out. By the time he came back to his senses, Soritos was lying on the cold, damp ground, his longsword stuck in the earth not far away, and the black-haired boy was pointing the black sword at him.
The winner is decided.
In the darkness of the night, there was silence except for the sound of rain, and Soretos could not understand how the other party had done it: what had he done in the previous moment?
Could it be that it was just an illusion, and that his body was hiding from the sidelines with invisibility?
No, it shouldn't, you can't be mistaken, you won't make such a low-level mistake.
Moreover, why is his move so fast that he can't see it clearly after a hundred battles?
And how did he break through the deflection field? With that weird black sword?
Unbelievable, he didn't even cast a spell!
How is this possible?
In just a moment...... What did he do? What did he do?!
Just when the young man was puzzled, the exclamation sounded from all directions, so familiar, only this time it was because of the young man opposite.
Soretos looked up at the young swordsman, who saw in his deep amber eyes not the joy of victory, nor mockery or pleasure, but ...... Sad?
Why did he show such a lonely look when he won with one move?
Finally, the other party let out a long sigh, put his sword into its sheath, remained silent, and turned to walk in the direction of the hall.
Soretos stood up and wiped a handful of water from his face.
The night rain was so cold.
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When Jude awoke from his slumber, the winter sun was already high in the sky.
It was lunchtime, and the boy sat up, sighed, and tried to move his unwell-covered body.
Feeling weak in his limbs and with a splitting headache, Jude realizes that he may be sick, probably the after-effects of yesterday's rain.
He hadn't been sick for a long time, and now he was really not used to it, and the boy struggled to get out of bed and change his clothes, and although the arcane law was knowledgeable, he had no spell to get rid of the disease.
Going downstairs to the lobby of the tavern, Jude casually ordered lunch, took out a silver coin and put it on the counter, signaling the boss not to have to give change, and to keep the excess in the book.
"Lena, note 97 copper coins 5 Coin in the account of 207 guests...... I mean, the balance is 95 copper coins and 5 coins, and counting the previous ones, the total balance is 1 silver coin and 37 copper coins 5 coins. The proprietor, Reda, smiled kindly, skilfully instructed the bartender to update the accounts, and began to prepare lunch for the boy.
Soon all kinds of food were served on the table, but Jude, who was dizzy and tired, had little appetite, and finally drank only the glass of twilight plum juice and ate two apples.
Feeling that illness would have a serious impact on his appetite, the boy sighed, put down his dishes, motioned for the bartender to clean up, and then stood up and walked out of the tavern.
Looking up, the sun was hanging high in the sky, looking so far away, and the sunlight that sprinkled it could not make people feel warm at all, only the cold of winter was so real and so profound.
Jude wrapped his coat tightly and was just about to take a step, but was suddenly stopped by a soft voice: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"
Turning around, the boy found that it was a flower girl, wearing a thick beige dress, a wide-brimmed hat, and a round wooden basket with several bouquets of flowers in the crooked arms.
Jude scrutinized the fragrant scented flowers, "Is this, Lily?"
"Yes, sir, this is indeed a lily. β
After receiving an affirmative answer, the young man was quite curious: "At the end of the frost moon, there are still lilies in Ochedant?"
"It is true that natural lilies have long since withered, but these flowers have been processed with alchemy and can bloom forever. The flower girl explained, "Do you want to buy a bouquet for your sweetheart?"
Sweetheart. She was far away in the sky, and I didn't know how many more miles I had to walk to get to her. Hearing this word, Jude felt a lot of emotion, and couldn't help but lose his mind for a while.
β...... Sir?"
The girl's somewhat confused call pulled the boy back to reality from his reverie, and when he came back to his senses, he noticed the key point: "You are one, alchemist?"
"Guess, even though the teacher said I was still an apprentice, I was already able to mix a lot of reagents. The flower girl seemed to be confident in alchemy, "Sir, buy a bouquet of flowers, these lilies can stay fresh for a long, long time." β
Interestingly, Jude never expected to meet an alchemist apprentice in this rural town, and she didn't look older than herself, so she might have had a similar experience.
"Very good, how much is a bunch?"
"Because the materials used are a bit expensive, this special lily costs five ......" The girl looked very nervous, she carefully looked at the guest's expression, "Five copper coins a bouquet." β
It's really not cheap, a bouquet of flowers is worth two days' expenses of a normal family. Jude stared at the girl's basket of flowers, after all, it was a product of alchemy, but this was not the rich area of Lanlens, and she was afraid that she would not be able to sell a few bouquets.
However, the only thing he doesn't lack right now is money.
Jude took out a silver coin and handed it to the woman: "I bought all these flowers, I don't have to give change." β