If the aristocratic young man gave Luo Meng the impression of being a pompous child before, then the short conversation completely changed Luo Meng's impression.

Bumicius doesn't talk much, but he has a lot of wisdom.

The knight of Dumira is very resolute.

As for Luo Meng, although the three of them looked a little unnatural and a little rustic, they couldn't feel the breath of the countrymen when they spoke.

Of course, they don't know that Romon is at least a college student on the planet, and they don't think about what they have learned, and this basic talk is not foolish.

The conversation of the four of them became very natural and harmonious, and gradually, the three of them also changed some opinions about Rommon.

Romon looked around as he talked.

The temple of the goddess of love, indeed, on the corridors, on the stone pillars, most of the carvings are naked men and women, of course, there are also mythological themes, and Luo Meng barely knows a few.

"Oh, Romon, this is the son of the great god of the sea, Phoebus, the great hero Somak, a powerful and passionate demigod, who had many lovers, and thus gave birth to many children, and now there are eleven descendants!" B. B. Misius said enthusiastically when he saw that Romon was watching.

Somak, the son of the god of the sea, was carved in silver, shining brightly in the sun.

Suddenly Romon remembered one thing, that is, in this world, the gods and goddesses were carved in gold, and the demigods were depicted in silver, and the heroes were carved in brass, and as for the outstanding people in general, only bronze and black iron were used.

"Look, here are the deeds of goddesses and heroes. Bumiciu said that he still had a lot of good feelings about the fourth-level druid, and he knew that it would be a matter of time before he reached the fourth-level at such a young age.

A fifth-level or above legal rank is worth two knights, not to mention his progress in the future, so his attitude is still relatively enthusiastic.

In the temple, there is no shortage of works of art and reliefs, on the marble columns, on the walls, they are everywhere.

"Hats off to the demigods and heroes, the power of the gods is everywhere and they have made up the glorious history of humanity for thousands of years. Bumishio raised his glass: "Your Excellency, if you like this, you may come to my house, where there are many books and friends to discuss with you." ”

Demigods and heroes were mentioned, and everyone present held silver cups and drank the wine.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your kindness!" Romon had a good impression of the young man, although he also knew that it was just the other party's long-sleeved dance: "In the future, please call me by my name directly." ”

"Ah...... Yes, dear Romon, it's a bit distant, you say, Dumira?"

Dumira lowered her eyes, brought the glass to her lips, and took a sip without speaking.

"Well, my dear friend, you're here for the first time, let me ......" Bumicius was a little embarrassed and wanted to change the subject, but before the words could be spoken, someone came over at this moment.

The place where the four of them are located is very hidden, but except for Luo Meng, the other three are themselves noticeable figures, and their every move here has long been watched.

Seeing that the four of them continued to talk, someone came over.

"Oh, this young man is a young man from a noble family, very handsome!" a noble lady came over with a smile, and when she looked at Mrs. Perry, she smiled indifferently, but when she turned her eyes to the two excellent young men, her eyes lit up, and she brought out a little temptation.

He said Romon in his mouth, but of course the attention was not him.

"Oh, this is Lord Tattshaw!" replied Mrs. Perry indifferently.

"Oh, it's the recently rumored fourth-degree Mr. Druid Romont, I'm Lady Perry's cousin, and my name is Ratani. Unlike Lady Perry's demure beauty, this same lady wore a long black dress with a bare shoulder, with a seductive power.

She is not beautiful, brown and black hair, lazily scattered on her shoulders and chest, without any jewelry, but no one will question her nobility, gestures, give men a hint of surname, but because of her nobility, you dare not easily offend, that kind of contradictory feeling, the most heartwarming.

But in Rommon's opinion, this woman is too far from Mrs. Perry, because she does not have the rich aura of Mrs. Perry, but Romon still stands up and smiles at the other party: "It's an honor to meet you, beautiful lady." ”

"Very nice young man, sister, no wonder you brought him here!" Radani smiled as she listened to Romon finish, and then, her eyes slipped to the two young men on the side.

These two young people are her real target, a new local bun, although she looks good, but she can't fall into her eyes.

Mrs. Perry smiled slightly, and just then, an attendant entered, who first greeted Mrs. Perry, and then walked up to Bumicius and whispered a few words.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I have to send my sincerest apologies to all of you, my teacher sent me a message to take care of something, I'm sorry. Bumieus was stunned, put down his glass, bowed, and spoke.

And Dumira, too, put down her glass and got up together.

Mrs. Perry smiled, "What a pity, you see, the dinner is coming." ”

Sure enough, by this time, it was already dusk, and it was getting dark, and the crowd in the garden had begun to walk towards some of the drawing-rooms, and the servants had begun to light the oil lamps in the corridors and halls, and the wicks were glowing dimly.

"Guys, I'd like to introduce you to a new student. Waiting for most of the people to come in, Mrs. Perry clapped her hands and spoke aloud before she came in, and the people who were talking were attracted by Mrs. Perry's voice, and they all looked at her.

Madame Perry brought Romon to the crowd and said, "This is Romon the new lord, not yet eighteen years old, young and handsome, a promising genius druid, today he is the first time to come to us to learn etiquette, you should be closer!"

Cluck...... Hee-hee...... The laughter of the young girl and the young woman suddenly sounded on both sides, and Luo Meng looked at it, and all of them were smiling faces.

Because this is the church of the goddess of love, there are many women who come here, and there are some men in the hall, which is a world where female surnames are dominant.

Romon suddenly felt a little dizzy, wondering if he had made a mistake.

On the contrary, the two hurried out of the temple, both on horseback, and into the street, when the thick shade of the trees fell on them with the last bit of brilliance.

"Bumicius, why do you value that dirt bun?" said Dumira, glancing at his friend.

"Maybe he is indeed a dirt bun, but he is a genius soil bun!"

"No, seventeen-year-old level four, although it's not much, but it's not a lot, for example, Bamisi, if it weren't for your teacher asking you to practice slowly and lay a solid foundation, you can also reach level four at any time, besides, the druid is different from the mage, it is closer to a priest, it relies on natural gifts, and does not need too much foundation. ”

"You're right, but it's not the same, I once investigated this person and found one thing, this Romon became a druid, in fact, it was only two years, in two years, from a zero-level apprentice, even jumped to the fourth level, don't you think this is too terrifying?"

Dumira touched his chin, as a knight, he didn't know about this aspect, but he also knew that even if it was a profession promoted by divine grace or natural grace, the second year and fourth level were terrifying, and he said: "Such a strong talent, is it a descendant of a certain god?"

"Strange is strange here, this man is an outcast, judging by his talents, maybe he may really be a descendant of some god! Of course, there is no other possibility, but that possibility does not exist for him. Bumicius said.

Knowing his friend very well, Doumira still showed a thoughtful expression when he heard this: "Are you talking about the son of heresy?"

"Well, yes, that's it, heretics who have been rewarded by nature can also achieve such a rapid speed, but this possibility does not actually exist, the reason is simple, natural heretics emphasize nature, and some even hate agriculture. And what this druid did was a typical agricultural druid, this kind of behavior could not be erased, if he was a heretic, he would have lost his power a long time ago. Bumicius said, inadvertently, revealing that some people were curious about Romon's rapid progress.

If it weren't for the extensive transformation of Romon to include olive groves and farmland, as well as medicinal herbs, all of which proved the road with ironclad facts, otherwise there would have been great trouble.

Dumira nodded, even if he was a knight of the god of war, he still knew this.

In these places, agricultural druids taught others how to properly plant plants, identify the characteristics of animal and plant diseases, and how to use herbs, although they also strongly advocated respect for nature and emphasized the importance of transplantation, careful irrigation, and rotation of different crops to ensure the fertility of the soil, but in the end, it was for the service of man and agriculture.

The heresy of nature, on the other hand, claims that these agrarian teachings are a real encroachment on nature, because it will provide more stable sources of food, which will accelerate the growth of the population, which in turn will accelerate the destruction of nature, and in the long run, will cause lasting damage to the balance of nature.

These two kinds of differences arose in antiquity, and later there was hatred and antagonism, as well as countless blood.

It is impossible for a natural heresy to develop territory and cultivate it artificially like Romong.

"In that case, do you want to woo him?" asked Dumira bluntly.

"Hey, Dumira, your words are too direct, and the education of the god of war seems to have worn out your humor and tactfulness. Bumicius rolled his eyes helplessly and said.

"For Our Lord has taught us the truth of the world. Dumira said solemnly.

"Well, power is everything...... Bummixiu shook his head again, deciding not to think about it, because every time it comes to arguing about this, even the best friends will argue: "Okay, that's pretty much it, he's a guy with potential, I want to be friends with him, that's all." ”

"And, my friend, do you feel that uneasiness?"

This time, Dumira did not answer, but simply grasped the hilt of the sword.

(To be continued)