After making up your mind, there is actually a lot of preparation work to do.
Although I am a happy-go-lucky person, I still have to ask for benefits.
The first thing is to understand some basic information from the general, and then to find a way to get a letter of appointment, so that you can prove your identity when necessary.
Finally, there is part of the magic equipment that Aidolu gave me, which can be used when necessary.
Of course, under the arrangement of General Inol, I was not alone in this operation, but several other professionals were with me.
besides--
I lifted the necklace around my neck and took a look, then sighed.
This matter was concealed by me.
Intuition tells me that this matter is not that simple. Although I also want to think that this is probably because my golden finger has arrived, in fact, judging from Rebeth's performance and the huge mechanism I encountered in the past, Look, this thing doesn't seem to be that simple.
"What happened in ancient times?"
While I was talking to myself, several people accompanying me also came up.
"Are you actually a historian?"
The person who spoke was a thief. He seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the car was a little dull, so he found an excuse to liven up the atmosphere.
Yes, I'm on my way to the Southland now.
Several people traveling with us were also selected by General Enol, and in fact, quite a few teams of several people like ours were setting off one after another, but I was probably among the selected people. The strongest.
Since the official identity is that of a team of adventurers or mercenaries that can be seen everywhere, the configuration of the entire team is also quite traditional, consisting of warriors, rangers, thieves and pharmacists.
Ah...Although the appearance of such a group of adventurers during a war is very suspicious, but considering that other identities are probably even more suspicious, they can only be used as a cover for the time being.
When he came back to his senses, the atmosphere in the carriage had warmed up a little.
Maybe it was because the thief's words had a little effect, so even though I didn't answer his question, several people put aside their initial stiffness and started chatting.
"Historians are said to be a very dangerous profession."
This is true. After all, historians are an incredible profession, both from the perspective of the things they come into contact with and from the spiritual level. If you are not careful, you may personally start the rise and fall of a city, or you may see something extraordinary and then a city. The rise and fall of.
"It is said that before the Dark Ages, the human race existed for a long time, and had a large empire that spanned the east and west. There were traces of this from this side of the mainland to the west side of the island, and even to the end of the sea."
What the thief said piqued my interest a little.
The people of the Forgotten Realm are obviously a group similar to humans, but there is still no clue as to why they died so quickly that all traces on this land were eliminated.
Curiosity has always been human nature.
Probably because he saw that I had some ideas for communication, the thief became a little happy.
"Actually, I am a bard, and thief is just my side job."
"Forget it, you haven't done anything that the bard wanted to do since you came to the Immortal Fortress." The pharmacist teased, "Do you want me to help you recall how you got on this carriage?"
The thief said sternly: "Before I became a thief, I was indeed a bard, but I usually did some side jobs when I was in the tavern."
"Then why did you become a thief again in the end?" The ranger curled his lips and said, "And weren't you just using your identity as a bard as a cover?"
"That's because I found that my talent as a thief is better than that of a bard... In short, when I was a bard, I actually heard that the history of mankind is preserved by the Holy See.
, and the Papal State has existed for almost as long as the human race. "
This is somewhat beyond my expectation.
In general knowledge, the Holy See was established by the original prophet who resisted the demons, and it continues to this day as a means to study and fight against the demons.
"You must have heard about the ruins appearing near the Immortal Fortress before, right?"
The ruins of the Immortal Fortress - the distant memory gradually became clear in my mind. There once existed a terrifying existence chasing and fighting in that place, and it even took an entire ruin to seal it.
It's just that that guy was unlucky enough to meet Nolan Nosi, so he could have become a regional BOSS but Nolan Nose easily ignored him.
"That ruins does not belong to any known human history, and the strangest thing is that I heard that the Holy See originally planned to invite a brave man to solve this matter, but for some reason, the brave man also disappeared."
······Wait, can these two things be connected? !
The dead memories are attacking me. Are the brave men you are talking about two old silver coins named Cang Yin Bai Dian?
Thinking of this place, I started to feel guilty for no reason.
The thief may have looked at us all around him in silence, so he showed a proud expression.
"I heard from the uncle of the son of my brother-in-law who works in the Holy See that the Holy See originally planned to seal up the relics, but something went wrong along the way, so the contents of the relics were later circulated. Some historians used identification techniques and the result was that it It exists within the scope of knowledge of appraisal techniques, but it does not exist in any current public history book."
Of course I already knew this.
Humanity had a longer history before the demons, but it was suddenly interrupted for some unknown reason. From the words Nolan Lusi said from time to time, we can also know that this world has changed several times and is now beyond recognition.
Does this have something to do with the Holy See’s desire to summon heroes?
I frowned slightly.
Brave men are not just selected from the humans in the current world, there are also those summoned from other worlds like me.
Although I don't know the real intention of the Holy See, I can smell a conspiracy in it.
While thinking, the shaking of the carriage gradually stopped.
The ranger stopped the car, took a look at the dim sky and the gradually quiet forest, and said, "Come down, let's take a break for a while."
The forest is a natural barrier to war, and it is also a natural area to conceal your whereabouts.
The flames of war may not reach the immediate area, but anything can happen down the road.
