In the age of the gods, mortals often fought under the banner of the gods. The kingdom was at war because of the oracle, and the gods were at war with each other because of their faith. Finally one day, the gods disappeared from the world, leaving behind legends and relics that once belonged to them. Those ancient civilizations that were glorious because of their devout faith sucked the last juice like abandoned babies, trying to discover the secrets of the holy relics.
But the difference between mortals and gods does not come from wisdom or talent. They tried again and again, but could not get the same help from these relics as they had in the past. So this generation of mortals began to play the role of inheritors, leaving all mysteries and knowledge to their descendants. What an easy and cunning way to do it! Anyway, they can live well by relying on the lingering shadow of the gods, and exploring the mysteries cannot bring back the gods. In fact, living without an oracle is a novel experience that mortals enjoy.
"The stone tablet is undoubtedly a gift from Heather." Parsul told him, "He left the secret of order on it and left it to the Cangzhi Forest. It is impossible for anyone to completely solve the mystery of the goddess, but there are always geniuses who can get a glimpse of it. 2. Songs are engraved on the stone tablets. They are the secret words of nature."
"The gods are gone." Joey was unmoved.
There is no need to fear, Heather is with me. "The poem of the lake comes from the stone tablet and is one of the many inheritances." Parsul even approached him actively, the sword blade flashed with cold light, but she tried her best to ignore it. "I understand its effects and its secrets. This knowledge is not obtained by observing the stone tablets. You have wizards in your mercury temple and astrologers in your towers. They can defeat the forest and plunder the stone tablets, but they can never decipher it. secret."
"Just keep it a secret."
"You don't understand, Joey. You can ask me for information, spy on the inside story of Saint Valoran, and covet the treasures of the forest... but I have never revealed the secret of the Poem of the Lake to the wizard. The oath of the Saint of the Blue Forest is unbreakable, Even magic potions and torture will not succeed. The gods you do not understand are my protectors." It is not impossible for the will to resist invasion, but mental barriers cannot prevent physical pain. If the wizard chooses the latter, Parsur would rather end it simply. It was the only thing she could do at any time. "Saint Valoran asked me to come to Aurenia to atone for the sins of my kin, but they had no intention of betraying their faith in Heather."
"Not you?"
"Don't you have a way to detect lies?" Parsul said, "Go and ask for that piece of paper."
"So, you can indeed hear the whispers of the vegetation."
His guess was correct. Although Parsur never used mystery to his enemies, he was no weak mortal. As powerful as the high priest, she was also skilled in the art of archery and the transformational magic of the druid, and her people had been proud of her. The Blue Maiden of Saint Valoran is not necessarily a nature spirit, but Parsul has received this unique honor for her kind. After I agreed to come to this damn place, the appointment of the next saint became much easier.
"Nothing strange. The water fairies can share what they see and hear with each other, and the forest is open to me."
"The poem Styx is looking for is a stele?"
"If I answer, you won't pierce here?" She stepped forward boldly, the blade close to her chest. Perhaps what I should pay more attention to is his free hand. The Silver Song Knight remained motionless, just like the plaster statues behind him that stood still and silent. Unlike Rhaego, he had ulterior motives and secretly worked for Macadam, the prince of Orenia.
Parsour met McAdam for the first time at the Holly Protocol, and he left a deep impression on her. Saint Valoran rejected the First Source because their nature was not bound by order. He did not expect that Orenia would let such people be leaders. She had heard of the name of the Tower of the Sky, Croy, a long time ago, and had some understanding of the astrologer's predictions. Order was the cornerstone of mystery, and any shakedown would bring disaster... and the tower should have anticipated it. Could it be that they don't care at all?
She often speculated, but knew she had gained something now. The astrologer sent people to search for the stone tablet, and at the same time sent a messenger to protect a templar wizard, and the former was the target of political conspiracy to assassinate the latter... Anyway, they finally got together. For a moment, Persul realized where the wizard's Poem of the Lake potion came from.
"Aren't you curious who leaked the news?" She continued to move forward, feeling the coolness of the steel against her skin.
"Dero is more Aurenian," Joy told her. "She may be a green elf, but a nightingale?" He paused haughtily for a moment. "She's worthless."
"But you let her go."
"It was the missionary who did it."
He thinks it was your instruction. Parsul had a good impression of the young monk, and Uriel respected her. It was a heartfelt move, not a courtesy. Parsul was not yet grateful for any respect due to his status as an exile. But Uriel is different, he is truly compassionate. The nature spirit who escaped from Malandeno was in a dangerous situation, and he could just sit back and watch. No one asked him. Any possible benefits are not proportional to the risks. Who would do this? But he still helped.
Maybe I have to pin my hopes on him. Parsour didn't want to do that. This would only kill him, she knew full well. "What Styx found was not the Poem of the Lake, he found the parchment in your hand... but Sterling still made a sample." Let's just pretend that his self-proclaimed profession is useful, but the Poem of the Lake is unique. , how could there be such a coincidence in the world? "Dero's target is me. She is just a slave in your eyes. Humans will never accept her, but the Nightingale from Saint Valoran is likely to find her as a helper, even if Delo is a First Source."
Blessed by Heather, the knight's sword did not move forward.
"I know, you've never been here." Persul promised, "But maybe no one will ask." Bernard Sterling usually focuses on the restoration project of potion formulas, Rego and Bo Gart is a competent Knight of Silver Song. As for Uriel, he seems to trust others easily, even for such people. "No one will know that a certain Silver Song knight once left his post without authorization and planned to murder the target of his escort."
But she was still not sure how effective those words would be. A few minutes ago, Sticks had also stated the pros and cons in front of Joey with confidence, and now his body still fell beside the roots of the pine tree. After seeing the blood on Joey's hand, Parsul was glad that he couldn't share each other's vision like the water fairy. He is not a stupid person who only obeys orders, although the wizard Sterling is very dissatisfied with this. Aurenia won't accept Delo unless she has a "badge", and I'm afraid the same goes for Joey. She suddenly realized that she had never considered this before.
I see him as an enemy, Parsour thought, and that's why. We had a heated argument at noon, but now I have to ask him to spare my life. Is Heather watching? Does my goddess know I'm trying to survive? She almost smiled at that.
The silence lasted for two heartbeats. This difficult Silver Song Knight did not give an answer, but asked another question: "What is Sterling's purpose?"
he does not know? Parsur understood. "The wizard is trying to use the Poem of the Lake potion to create a second career." She explained, "The fit between fire and the mysterious profession is very important. Any profession requires the support of strong soul flame. The Poem of the Lake is Heather's gift. The only effect is to increase the magic power. The priests of the Blue Forest use it to train apprentices... and candidates for the Blue Saint Maiden. You know, the amount of magic power often does not depend on the stock, but is affected by the fire." So the increase in magic power basically means fire Kind of stronger.
“What’s the use of a second career?”
"More magic, more knowledge, more power. That seems to be it." She paused, "No one can resist power. I'm not surprised at all." Saint Valoran lost to Aurenia, but In fact, the forest race lost to the Silver Song Knight. What if Heather left us not a stone tablet, but a warrior... What's the use of thinking about this? After all, Poem of the Lake failed to turn the tide of the battle.
"What about Chuyuan? Who are they?"
"Who knows?" Parsul was getting tired of the constant temptation. If the spirit is tense for too long, people will relax. She realized that the other party might have deliberately obtained information like this, but she was unable to stop it. Although Heather's voice came too late, it finally came. "Primordial is the favorite of the mysterious. Maybe the wizard intends to study the secrets in them. This is a breakthrough."
It was almost done. Parsul pushed his sword away, but Joey did not make a move. The wizard didn't know about Styx's existence, so his so-called information was worthless. The Saint of Cangzhi Forest holds the secret of the stone tablet. Even if Sterling doesn't care, the astrologer will not kill her easily.
The Silver Song Knight did not put away his weapon, but just lowered his arm. He hesitated, weighing whether her words could be trusted. His eyes were suspicious. What a familiar look, he had been looking at her like this since Parsour left Malandeno. I will not run away, Lord Knight, and I am loyal. Why do you think I will go against you? Parsur didn't understand. Joy's hostility could be explained by the source of the potion information, but she felt she made it clear enough.
"Keep your words in mind," he said, "or you'll miss the days when you could talk."
"You mean, just forget it?"
"I wish. But no, you have to leave."
"Let's go? Where to go?"
"It's up to you. You want to go back to the forest, or simply flee south, but you can't stay. Then everyone will know that you died at the hands of Chu Yuan."
Parsur was amazed. "You look like a Gaia believer." Uriel would do that if he could. "Why?"
But Joey didn't answer.
This question seems difficult to discuss. Parsul didn't know what his silence meant, and by the time she knew what it meant, it was already too late. She tentatively passed him by, but Joey didn't stop her. She immediately quickened her pace and got out of the auditorium...
...But a bolt of lightning struck through the wall, and the corridor collapsed from the middle with a roar.
