Hahaha~'

The silence inside the cabin was broken by a crisp laugh.

"Young man, don't panic, under the stele of the Third Golden Rule, there are countless transcendent white bones."

"If I dare to use my extraordinary strength against you, in an instant, the thunder of the Golden God will fall on my head."

"Actually, I'm even more trembling than you."

These words were a good relief from the stiff atmosphere in the cabin.

But Rosen was still vigilant and decided to be more cautious in his future actions.

In addition to being vigilant, Thrandis also had a lot more curiosity: "Lady Orekja, the transcendent is a god?"

Urekjah shook her head.

"According to the traditional definition of God in the mage world, a true god must have believers who can harvest faith and be able to bestow believers with divine magic."

"Unfortunately, I don't have the ability or the will."

Rosen somewhat understood: "So, you define yourself as a traveler? ”

"You're right. Travel around, experience the magnificent scenery of each place, taste the delicious food and wine of each place, and at the same time, strictly follow the rules of each place...... After all, transcendent immortality is only a long life, but it is far from enough to bring true freedom. ”

With that, she looked at Anna.

"Lady Thrandis, I can probably guess your quest, but I'm going to tell you a slightly harsh truth."

Anna's back straightened: "Please advise." ”

Olekja took a sip of cider and said leisurely.

"The Land of Gold is the realm of the Golden God, and transcendent beings are very rare. But there are actually not many transcendents in the world, and it can even be said that there are quite a few, and the vast majority of transcendentals are born, not trained. ”

Thrandis's face turned a little pale: "Born extraordinary...... Are you too? ”

"Of course I am."

Olekja took a sip of cider, a faint look of remembrance in her eyes.

"It's been more than 300 years since my mother gave birth to me."

Seeing that Thrandis's face was depressed, she smiled and comforted: "Miss Thrandis don't have to lose confidence, you actually have a great light wrapped around you, and your future is limitless, and there is a high probability that it will far surpass me." ”

"Huh?" Thrandis was a little puzzled.

Urekia narrowed her eyes and raised her hand to her forehead.

"I know a little bit of divination, sometimes it doesn't work. So, do your best, Miss Thrandis, and anything is possible. ”

Thrandison was so excited that she couldn't help asking, "What about my apprentice Rosen, and what is his future?" ”

Urekia shrugged, "I don't know, my divination doesn't seem to work for him." ”

"Of course, this shouldn't be Rosen's problem, it's my lack of skill."

After speaking, she looked at Rosen again: "Little guy, don't think that the transcendent is omnipotent. You see, in the afternoon, I was being played around by a few mortals. ”

Lawson didn't dare to be a little proud, such a thing as slapping the tiger's whiskers and slapping the tiger's buttocks, it was lucky to survive, and being bitten to death by a tiger was the norm.

"Lady Orekjar, please forgive me for being disrespectful."

Urekia shook her head and smiled easily.

"Aha~ If it is smooth sailing in the mortal world, how can there be fun, so I should thank you for bringing me an unforgettable experience."

After saying this, her face changed again: "Okay, after gossiping, it's time to talk about business." ”

Both Rosen and Thrandis listened.

Olekjar began to speak.

"In the past 100 years, for unknown reasons, the Golden God has gradually relaxed its control over the Golden Land, giving fewer and fewer divine arts, and the conditions for using divine magic have become more and more harsh."

"In short, the power of the Golden God's spokesperson in the mortal world is getting weaker and weaker."

"The Golden God has endless patience, and he walks slowly, changing little by little, so that most mortals don't notice the change."

"But the first to notice the dragon's weakness must be the prey under the dragon's claws. Like me, and like the King of Neverwinter. That's why I dared to travel to the land of gold. ”

Both of them were taken aback.

Olekja picked up a thin, almost transparent slice of sashimi, soaked it in the dipping sauce on the side, and then elegantly put it in her mouth, chewing it a few times, and sighed contentedly.

"You know, it's the most exquisite meal I've had in nearly 300 years."

Her gaze circled over the two of them again.

"And if you'll treat me to Moonshine, I'll tell you more about the Neverwinter King."

Thrandis immediately asked, "Why are you doing this?" Have a grudge against the Winterless King? ”

"My mother has a grudge against him, and as for me, I just don't like him."

"It's like a lady can't get used to a shrew rolling on the floor, and a warrior can't look down on a coward."

So there is still a grudge.

Thrandis muttered for a few seconds, then turned to Lawson and gestured.

Rosen got up and walked to the kitchen cupboard, and took out from the secret compartment the fine moonlight wine he had exchanged for a painting of a fine beauty for his mentor's house.

It's also fortunate that he hid it well, otherwise he would have been searched last night.

This bottle is made of flawless crystal, and a bottle alone costs 1 crown.

Before drinking, the wine should be gently shaken and decanted, so the wine, which was as pure as crystal a moment ago, emitted a crystal clear silver brilliance, as if it was solidified moonlight.

When he walked out of the kitchen with the sobered moonshine in his hand, both Thrandis and Olekja were drawn to their eyes.

Thrandis's face was palpable with pain.

"Ah~~ It turned out to be a moonshine wine produced in the year of Yaoyue, my apprentice, why didn't you say it earlier!"

She felt that the wine should be collected, and should be placed in the wine cabinet to show the owner's taste, rather than simply drinking it.

Olekja's eyes were also unblinking, and her nose subconsciously sniffed lightly.

"After 30 years of reincarnation, the moon is sucked for at least three months in a row, and on the night of the full moon, the top brewers themselves bottle it to get this dazzling moonshine wine."

"Ah~~~~ Just looking at it, I feel full of honor."

It was also the first time that Lawson had drunk this 50 gold kronor bottle.

He followed the tasting instructions he had read before every step of the way, and with the rigor of studying spells, he poured half a glass each for his mentor, Olekjah, and himself.

The moonlight in the glass has been completely awakened, and the moonlight frozen in the wine shows a beautiful appearance, so that the entire living room seems to be covered with a thin layer of silver frost.

Olekja took a small bite first, closed her eyes and savored it.

After a long time, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and the lines of her face completely relaxed, as if she was in a paradise of bliss, without a trace of trouble.

After a while, she spoke: "Ah~60 years, I finally tasted this beautiful taste again." ”

Lawson also took a sip, feeling that his tongue was numb, a bit like a diet iced cola, and immediately lost interest in the wine.

Thrandis took a sip of it, and thought it was good, but it was only good, and then he felt very painful.

In contrast, she is more interested in the transcendent.

She asked, "Do transcendents also have appetites?" ”

Urekia smiled faintly: "I understand what you mean, but the rumors are a bit false. ”

"The truth is that the transcendent have a powerful soul that is far beyond the mortal, and it is true that they can exist alone from the physical body."

"But if the soul is compared to a traveler, the body is home, warm, comfortable, safe, and unique."

"I don't think anyone in this world likes to be a lost dog, right?"

Thrandis nodded in agreement.

Olek Jami took a sip of moonshine and continued the topic of the Neverwinter King.

"800 years ago, the power of the Golden God's followers was in its heyday, and they were almost crazy about expanding their territory. At that time, the Loess Plateau was still a wilderness, and I had not yet come to the world. ”

Thrandis asked curiously, "Can transcendents really be immortal?" ”

Urekja shook her head dryly.

"It's still far from true immortality, that is, it lives for a long time, three or four thousand years long, and less than two thousand for a short one. But how long you can live depends on luck. ”

"Ah, don't interrupt me again, back to business."

"The King of Neverwinter is also a transcendent being, but his essence is a tree, a great banyan tree that has awakened wisdom by tasting the blood of innocent creatures in the chaos of war. I'm sure you've all seen his power, right? ”

Both nodded.

"About 700 years ago, the land of gold expanded to the Yellow Water Heights."

"In order to practice this third golden rule, all the transcendent beings in the Yellow Water Heights have been mercilessly attacked by the Golden God and his followers, and they have died, wounded, and fled."

"My mother is a vigilant person, she fled the Golden Land early, but the Lord of Neverwinter is a tree in his body."

"He is attached to the earth under his feet, but he does not have enough strength to protect his homeland. So he was severely injured and fell into a long sleep. ”

"But be careful, I have lived for 312 years, and I can only be regarded as a new adult among the transcendentals, and my strength is very limited. But the King of Neverwinter lived for at least 1,500 years. ”

These words caused the two mages to gasp again.

"Although I was seriously injured and my strength was greatly damaged, I may not be as good as when I was younger. But his wisdom is far superior to mine, and naturally far superior to that of most mortals. ”

She looked at the two mages in front of her, "If I'm not mistaken, you're going to deal with his apostles?" ”

Thrandis nodded: "Originally, it was this plan, but now it seems that the plan will not work. ”

Urekia smiled slightly, "Don't be too jealous, after all, it's just an apostle, not the Winterless King himself." ”

She looked at Rosen: "In the afternoon, I was on the waning list while doing some investigation. ”

"I've found that Rosen's mana polarity can almost perfectly restrain the power of the Winterless King. In contrast, the power of the Silver Moon was restrained by the power of Winterless. ”

"So, if you want to defeat the Winterless Apostle, the Silver Moon spell is far less powerful than Lawson's fire spell."

Rosen spread his hands: "My thin mana and shallow spells are difficult to take on the big responsibility. ”

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

"After all, if you capture the Apostle of Winterless, I'll be able to get out of the wanted list."

"Oh, by the way, because of my transcendent status, I won't shoot directly, after all, no one knows what the Golden God really thinks. If I move too much, and let his old man see me unhappy, I'll be out of luck. ”

"Also. I can't help in vain, remember to share my share of the final bounty. ”

“.......”

Thrandis was a little speechless: "Are the transcendent also short of money?" ”

"Lack! How hard it is to make money in the land of gold, do you need me to say more? ”

The master and apprentice deeply agree on this.

'Click~'

Olekya placed a crystal bottle the size of a baby's fist on the table, which contained a thick, milky white liquid that glowed faintly golden in the candlelight.

"Pure Sun Essence, refined by my extraordinary power with some special medicinal herbs."

"After taking it, the total amount of mana can increase dramatically in a short period of time, at least five times, or possibly more. The exact amount depends on the strength of the user's soul, and the effect lasts for about 2 hours. ”

"This is a small loophole in the third golden rule, but because we are trying to destroy the evil Winterless Apostle, the Golden God should not care about this trivial matter with me."

Lawson looked at the potion: "Give me a drink?" ”

"Obviously."

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous, I don't believe you can try it with a mouse."

"As long as you feed it a drop, you can make this little thing have the power to glorify your ancestors."

After saying that, Olekja stretched out her hand and walked away the half bottle of moonshine that was still on the table.

"I took a lot of effort to refine this potion, and I can't give it to you in vain, so this wine belongs to me."

With that, she got up and opened the door and left.

“.......”

Rosen and Thrandis looked at each other, always having the illusion of encountering a charlatan.

After a long time, Thrandis said, "I've eaten about the same." Let's go, go upstairs, and I'll teach you a powerful and large missile. ”