After teasing the nun for a few words, Laceis said goodbye to him and walked back to the hammer smithy - since Hannibal was not there, Radice did not need to go to church, he really did not want to see the dead face sneering at him, mainly what made him more uncomfortable, and he had to give him money after the mockery.

This kind of shitty thing is enough once, and it really can't be any more.

The crowd had long since dispersed, and Radis walked alone on the way back, and unlike before, the passers-by on the street looked at him with much more attention, but they did not cheer and praise him and show his affection as they did to the paladins.

This is very understandable to Lades, after all, he is a magician, and for most ordinary people, mages are basically a withdrawn image that is far away from the lives of normal people, and is synonymous with mystery, at least in this country where magic is not yet developed, Laceis can't ask them to let go of their deep-rooted old ideas so quickly, and to keep a certain distance in this way, Laceis actually thinks it's good, and it won't be too troublesome.

At the very least, Radice knew that after this incident, the townspeople's impression of him had been fixed at a good and friendly level, and that was enough.

As for how Latis determined this, there is a clear reason.

Dusk stains the sky red, and the magnificent colors start from the half-round sunset behind the mountains, and continue to extend its last afterglow of the day along the faint clouds, creating a spectacular picture of the light in layers.

A little slanting sun dyed the ends of Radis's black hair, as if inviting him to look back and enjoy the magnificent scenery behind him, but it was a pity that Radis's attention had sunk into his mind at the moment, and he was afraid that he would miss this wonderful scenery.

At this moment, in the depths of the sea, in the stele space, Latis's gaze fell on the very center of this vast space, and at the bottom of the towering steles, a small stele that was no more than one person tall stood there at some point.

Compared to the majestic growth and towering of other steles, this stele is really too inconspicuous, if it weren't for the fact that the changes in the entire space were under the control of Latis, if it weren't for the appearance of this stele that drove his spiritual power to suddenly skyrocket, he probably wouldn't have found it at all.

Zooming in, you can see a few lines of font carved on the stele, which is exuding a faint and clumsy streamer, and if you look closely, it is actually the origin of the Chinese language - oracle bone inscription!

Ratis was not an archaeologist in his previous life, so he naturally did not know how to translate oracle bone inscriptions, but the inscriptions that had been activated in the space were within his comprehension, and had nothing to do with the font.

Mythology of Latis:

Chapter 1 – The Dependents of the Seven Gods;

Deeds: When he was a child, he used strong means to solve the crisis, reverse the people's stereotype of him, and harvest the faith of the people in a town;

Other myths and beliefs are shared: Celtic mythology - the red rose that breaks the demons;

Summary: When axioms and human nature cannot coexist, only the will of the people is the weight that overwhelms the scales;

Comments: Hazy justice.

This is what Laces said before about the surprise - his own mythical stele.

This is obviously another unknown function of the stele space, recording and sublimating all his well-known deeds to the level of myths and legends on a par with other stele inscriptions.

It's like the original magic of the gods!

Listen, the myth of Latis! This is full of characters?—— although a small deed that is really insignificant compared to other legends in the stele space is called a myth, and it is indeed inexplicably embarrassing......

But this also points to a path to strength, doesn't it?

The small deeds completed in a small town have already increased his mental power by being included in his own stone tablet, so if he does a few more big things in the future, then his spiritual power will not rise to the sky?

Moreover, although the deeds are small, what is presented here at this moment is still a new mythological inscription!

This is definitely a mythological inscription that can be used as well!

I just don't know how effective it is.

Ratis did as soon as he thought of it, and immediately used his soul talent to reproduce this bleak inscription and instill the power of faith.

The inscription took shape in an instant, turning into a transparent weight, and at the same time, its effect was reflected in Radis's consciousness.

Divine Name: Unknown;

Effect: Blessing is a slight absolute effect applied to an attack that is being launched, depending on the caster's will, and cannot be used on attacks or actions that exceed the caster's own strength.

Slight absoluteness? And no specific effect? That's omnipotence in a certain sense? It's certainly impossible to do something that's too rule-violating, but in any case, the versatility alone is very strong, and it's a panacea!

This seems to be a very useful auxiliary magic!

Latis was pleasantly surprised, originally he didn't expect much from this magic technique, after all, it was just a magic derived from a small deed, and he didn't need to expect it to be so earth-shattering, but now it seems that the result is not bad.

"It's not yet named, let's call it the weight of the heart!"

Ratis has chosen a name for this magic that is entirely his own, but he has already begun to think about what to do to make the world know - although this does not suit his low-key personality, but in order to gain more power, everything can be put aside.

Isn't it just pretending, who wouldn't!

Just as he was thinking like this, his spiritual power suddenly moved, and he noticed that there was some movement in the outside world, and Latis's consciousness suddenly returned and took control of his body.

............

On the street, at some point, two figures had approached Ratis without disguise.

When he looked back expressionlessly, he saw two characters that were hard to see in such a small country town—two women with outstanding temperaments, to be exact.

This is a brown-haired woman who looks like she is in her early thirties, with a calm temperament, and a faint aura of a strong woman, but she is unassuming, even if she looks good, she will not give people much surprise, but if you look at it a few times, you will find that she has a charm that makes people care, belonging to the kind of durable type, the more you look at it, the better it looks, but because of her temperament, it will not make people obsessed, and the beauty is just right;

She stood half a step behind the other girl, just in time to let herself be under the romantic and pure moving temperament of this beautiful girl whose teenage body had not yet been completely opened, but had already shown her peerless appearance.

It is easy for outsiders to catch the girl's cuteness and beauty in their appreciation, so that they ignore the tall woman, but Radis cares more about this woman than the girl.

"This beautiful lady and this lovely young lady, you have been following you since the beginning, I don't know what you are doing?"