82. The Art of Language
He repeated Bainn's words to Curry and Campbell in front of him, and said puzzledly, "Is the ancestor a soul or a ghost, can you touch it, can you see it?" ”
After studying with Campbell and Hugh Smin, he is now proficient in reading and writing the lingua franca of the continent, and has also read a lot of human books, including books on magic, priesthood, and the inheritance of knightly power.
Because there is no personal perception of these powers, it is no different from reading heavenly books.
Therefore, the soul and power of this world are not visible to the naked eye, they are mysterious and influential, and for him, it is still a kind of metaphysics.
Even if you have an ordinary Geiger counter or a gaussmeter or radar sensor!
At least there is a scientific unit of measurement.
Curry spread his hands and said, "Charol, you know, I'm a warrior, and I don't understand the power of a priest. ”
Charol said, "You have followed the priest Bjorn for so many years, and you have never seen the power of the ancestors?" ”
Curry shook his head and said, "The power of the ancestors, through the chanting of the high priest, can make you feel that you can't see it.
Unless you can become a high priest. ”
"You're talking nonsense."
If it weren't for his old watch, Charol would have kicked it over.
"Charlotte,"
Campbell suddenly said loudly, "In knightly novels, we orcs are usually villains, evil people who oppress humans, I read a novel, there is a very hateful orc priest, he said this:
The power of the ancestors is perfected in the weak orcs, and we need to boast about our weakness so that the ancestors will cover us. ”
"It seems that our fathers and gods were fond of men of reverence and taught us to endure humiliation,"
Charelle suddenly said, "What do you say: He who can endure them will surely surpass them."
Is this for me to be a grandson? ”
"Charol, don't talk nonsense, keep a reverence for the gods and ancestors, that's how it should be,"
Campbell was once again frightened by Charlotte's words, "The gods and ancestors will punish you when they hear it!" ”
"Okay......."
Charol still decided to believe that she would rather believe it than not believe it, what if the gods and ancestors of this era are a 360-degree camera with no dead ends in the whole process?
When one day they speak ill of them, and they hear and see it, and there will be good?
Curry frowned, "Is this Priest White warning you?" ”
"Probably,"
Charol sighed, "These upper-class elites speak so reservedly. ”
Cultured orcs are so unique in their way of threatening people.
Where did this high priest of the Boling Valley get his confidence to think he could understand and not overdo it?
That's so much to look up to!
The snow is getting heavier and the weather is getting colder.
Because of the weather, the war between humans and orcs finally ended, and the eldest prince Robert led the army back to the kingdom.
On the New Year's Day, which is also the traditional priesthood day of the orcs, the Orcs of the Bolin Valley who lost contact in Salo City have returned one hundred and ten, all singing about the heroism of the Great Prince.
Charelle sat crouched in the doorway, next to the flaming old high pyre.
"Raven ......"
The minotaur looked incredulous, "On such a cold day, do they also come out?" ”
Charol squinted as a black crow fluttered twice on a fir and flew straight towards him.
He stretched out his hands, the crow stopped in his palm, and a voice suddenly appeared in his head.
"Hughmein?"
Charell looked left and right, but Hugh Simin was not seen, but his voice was really echoing in his head.
Before he could react, the crow turned into a ball of light in his palm and disappeared.
"This is the priest's letter crow, which is said to be the embodiment of the soul of the ancestors."
Campbell laughed.
"How did that find me, and get it to my palm?"
Charol always felt a little weird.
Hughmein didn't talk to him.
Curry said angrily, "Priest Hugh has made a soul mark on you, no matter where you are, he can find your location accurately, it is not unusual, Priest Bjorn often uses the letter crow to find me." ”
Campbell asked, "What did Priest Hughmein say to you?" ”
"Nothing,"
Charol thought back for a moment and said, "He has already explained it for me and the White Priest, the Cyber Patriarch, and the Wolf Knight, and we are safe." ”
Speaking of this, Chang breathed a sigh of relief.
Hughmein's gold coins were not given in vain.
"Really?"
Campbell said excitedly.
"Of course it's true, unless he lied to us."
Charol felt a sense of relief like she had never felt before.
The fire burns all the time, and even in winter, the land is not short of firewood.
The smell of soot was so great that Charol didn't even want to burn coal.
He drank some fruit wine, and was about to go to bed when his own mother came to him.
"Mom, you're not sleeping yet?
Why are you coming out on such a cold day? ”
The house built before, Charlotte handed over to his sister and mother to live in, including his old son Xiduo moved in.
Now this new house, I am alone, just to avoid their nagging.
"Child, as soon as the priesthood's day is over, you will be twenty,"
A small smile squeezed out of Ina's wrinkled face, "You should have gotten married a long time ago." ”
"Married?"
Charol's eyes widened.
Why did you suddenly urge marriage?
It is undeniable that he likes the long legs of orc women, wild and charming.
However, he was completely unprepared!
"An Li, you have grown up together since childhood, good boy, you are blessed by Mother Earth together."
Ina looked relieved.
"Ann Li?"
Charol jumped straight to her feet.
An Li is Curry's own sister, his cousin!
What should I do if I get close to marriage and give birth to a giant demon?
Even if it's not a giant demon, it's not too good to give birth to a goblin, right?
"Ann Li is beautiful!"
Nanni said loudly.
"Fuck off, go back to sleep, it's none of your business."
Charol glared at her sister angrily, and then said to Ina, "Mom, I won't agree to anything." ”
Seeing his mother looking at him, Pationo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Mom, I have my beloved, and I swear to Mother Earth that I will not marry Cousin Anli." ”
"My children, why are you disobedient when you are older?"
Ina sighed.
"Alright, don't talk about it, you guys go back."
Charol ran straight into the house, slammed the door, and went straight to sleep.
During the long winter, the orcs did not have enough food.
The orcs, who did not have enough food, began to hunt in the forest in twos and threes.
A hard day's work doesn't mean much.
Barely starved to death.