Chapter 320: Windfall
Seeing Collins leave, Heine was also relieved.
It's kind of tricked this guy away.
He originally thought of changing Huihui's identity and going directly to Collins.
But then I thought about it, and I saved Ian and them, and this guy was bound to be exposed.
It's cool to be a professor-level double agent, but it's too hard to get him to exist reasonably, so it's as easy as telling Velitas that there's a ghost among them.
He remembered that Mr. Xia said the two names at that time.
Hence this heavy arrangement.
As for Stuhl, Heine wanted to turn against him, get him to work with him, like Simon, and then arrange for Megumi to help him.
Taking a step back, he could also be an alternate identity for Megumi .
But Stull clearly didn't intend to give himself a chance.
And Collins didn't think about cultivating a dark line, and his strong disdain for Stull was undisguised.
Then only heine himself will be the second and fifth boy.
It's not like he hasn't done it anyway.
But in this case, he had to hurry up and learn soul disguise.
Collins was clean when he left, and there was no mention of the mirror.
So Heine judged that there was a channel for the production of mirrors in this part of the Ash Front.
After all, it's the necromancer's home base, which makes sense.
Before Collins reached the Ashes front, he had time to master the Soul Disguise and go to the Tław Bank to retrieve the notebook.
Armed with the "key message" given to him by Collins, Heine summoned the ghost horse and flew in the direction of the colony.
When he returned to the stronghold, he met Linumu and Todd, who were waiting here.
Linumu is the fifth-level powerhouse with Dylan's undead creature pretending to be a mysterious person.
His perception is not as cold as that of a necromancer, which is why Collins mistakenly thinks that he is a "new school of necromancer" concocted behind the back of the Shadow Temple.
Of course, he could not prove or falsify it, so he could only choose to believe his reasonable guesses.
This is Heine's biggest capital to use the information mission to make trouble.
While Heine was busy on the other side, Renee was on her own day trip to Mackara.
……
Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time.
But when she actually entered McCalla, Renee still realized the difference here for the first time.
Every grass, every flower, every tree here is full of life.
This feeling is especially strong after a good night's sleep.
Elves are a race that is highly compatible with nature, so their dreams are more or less influenced by the local natural life.
But since the appearance of the wither, most elves have been filled with depressed and nihilistic emotions in their dreams.
It's as if every time you fall into a dream, a part of your soul is drained by a long dream.
This also affects the quality of life of the elves to a certain extent.
Sleep in fear at night, lack of energy during the day, day after day, year after year.
That's why there are night elves.
Renee hadn't experienced such a sweet dream in a long time.
She dreamed of her carefree childhood, even more blue skies and green meadows than then, and a gentle murmur of the breeze in her ears.
It's not the nightmarish whispering torment of those rangers.
It's really laughter in the wind.
It was like a clear stream, soaked in her dreams that were almost dry.
If these were just her personal experiences, then what she saw in this place, called "Shooting Range in the Woods", completely turned her perception upside down.
"This is the daily training of the average hunter in McCalall?" She muttered.
"Yes, this whole training method is called the 'Sa style training method.'"
After Gray Moon finished introducing, a somewhat embarrassed expression appeared on her face.
Because the founder of this training is standing beside them with a bright [Sanatos is a pig].
It's not that this slogan is bad, it's just a little ......
It's so straightforward.
Seeing the eldest sister looking at herself, Mr. Sa thought that she was going to introduce herself, so she took the initiative to say:
"Don't say that, children don't know how to play, this is actually a combined version of the dwarf, elf, and Zaro's archery practice."
Renee is not very knowledgeable about the daily training of other races......
But she understands that no race, regardless of race, it is impossible to emphasize basic exercises like this.
The elves, half-elves, and human archers in front of them, whether they are shooting on the move, avoiding obstacles, or shooting in squads, are only practicing the most basic strong wind arrows and tactical retreats, that is, backward jumps.
It was nothing like the rangers she remembered.
If Mr. Sa knew what she was thinking, he would definitely correct the other party's mistakes seriously:
- "Hit and run is the essence that a hunter has to master in his life, and it is also the core advantage of a hunter that distinguishes him from other long-range stations!" ”
Renee: "Don't you need to be quiet and listen to the wind?" ”
She asked, somewhat puzzled.
Mr. Sa: "No, what is that thing for?"
Renee: "But if you don't pray and don't cultivate affinity, why would the wind lend you strength?" ”
Mr. Sa couldn't hold back:
"What kind of housewife's idea are you, can you have money to spend when your husband is comfortable, can't you rely on yourself?"
This time it's Renee's turn to be puzzled, what is a housewife?
She looked at Gray Moon, who was also dazed.
Is this a coined word?
Mr. Sa scratched his head.
- Could it be that my version is too far ahead of its time?
So he put it another way:
"Once your Level 5 Transcendent is promoted, he or she will be able to gain the skills and know-how of his predecessors in controlling energy, which is certainly a shortcut, but it will also greatly diminish the joy of becoming stronger."
"As a transcendent, it's okay to listen to the wind once in a while, but once you do it all the time, you lose the ability to draw pleasure from getting stronger, and you're basically a waste."
These words are based on the great strength shown by Mr. Sa.
So even though Renee wasn't a ranger, she felt that there was some truth in what the other party said.
The reason why elves are rich in artists is related to the fact that almost every elf spends their lives fighting against nothingness.
The works of elven artists were particularly popular in Villitas, and as a result, many myths of wealth were born.
But this creates a classic paradox.
When the first elven painting titled "The Exhausted Me" sold for a sky-high price in Villitas, a Vellitar man approached the door and paid a large sum of money to ask the master to go to Villitas to "mass-produce" the artwork.
Then they were surprised to find that the painter was quickly lost in the life of Villitas, full of new things, and did not write for seventy years, and survived two generations of investors.
Later, when the painter picked up the brush again to make a living, he couldn't get back the feeling he had at the beginning.
This incident was reduced to a joke for a while.
Now that I think about it, the painter lost himself in pleasure, lost the ability to draw inspiration from "pain", and finally became a wasted person.
Renee couldn't help but ask, "Then when they are promoted to the fifth level in the future......
"You don't have to worry about that." Ash Moon explained, "We'll get the answer at the next stop. ”
"Didn't you watch the afternoon confrontation training?"
Sa was a little disappointed, and he was going to show them his good boys.
"No, no, no......"
Gray Moon glanced at the words above his head, and just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible.
It's so embarrassing.
…
When Renee returned to the Lord's Mansion, Ian's "surgery" had just ended.
The Three Princesses were surprised to find that the dwarven totem master didn't feel as heavy on her as she had been.
It was as if he had lifted his burden, and even his steps were much lighter.
"It seems that you have gained a lot too." Ian joked, "I'd suggest you let that Ranger come for the 'treatment' as well, it's good for him." ”
Renee pursed her lips and didn't pick up the stubble.
She wasn't a fanatical believer, but she knew that her bodyguard couldn't be treated as simply as Ian.
Ian alone can almost represent the now vulnerable Mother Earth Temple.
In other words, whether the faith is pious or not, it is up to him to examine himself.
However, the religious law enforcement power of the three major forests has always been in the hands of the Council of Elders.
Even if what Mr. Sa said was so fanciful, it made her see another way, and she didn't dare to try it rashly.
Once the people of the Council of Elders found out that she had an "unsociable" fifth-level ranger under her, the mercury royal family would not be able to protect her.
While the two were chatting, a young man came out of the house with the help of the servant.
This is none other than George, the lord possessed by Megumii.
"Welcome, you will be the first visitors to the inner world."
She smiled.
"The inner world?" Ian was slightly moved: "You mean, what really makes McKala so different from the outside world?" ”
"Yes."
Megumi nodded.
Neither of them had any suspicion of the human lord in front of them, nor did they connect him with the "evil spirit" who had a relationship with him yesterday.
Megumi cleared her throat and whispered "Guest" to the pot.
Within seconds, Loulton was out of the corner.
Because the lich Milton was being "purified" and had a time to wake up sooner or later, he simply changed his appearance so as not to cause misunderstanding.
As for what his face looks like, Floorton is based on the dream he had when he first arrived at "Githil's Farm".
In that dream, his memories of the past were retracted slightly, so much so that he turned the inner world of the farm into a alfalfa woodland.
The same goes for this face, which also comes from those vague memories, and is a subconscious act.
However, when he appeared with a face that he didn't know who it was, the Three Princesses suddenly screamed:
"Father...... Father? ”
(End of chapter)