At nightfall, Mavie took Yunia to Central Park. Although the three-day winter celebration will only be held tomorrow, the stage and stalls were set up early, and some hard-working vendors would open their shops in advance.
In the bustling Central Park, there are crowds of people, promotional banners have been hung at the entrance, policemen wearing velvet hats and gray coats are patrolling in pairs, and there are torches on both sides of the stalls, creating a bold and unrestrained atmosphere.
"Dad! There are delicious-looking snacks there!"
In the crowd, Yunia dragged Ma Wei to a stall, pointed to the golden pastry that looked like Shaqima, and asked the middle-aged shop owner: "What is this?"
"Chak Chak, there are honey and nuts in it!" The middle-aged shop owner smiled and cut off a small piece and handed it to Yunia: "Little girl, have a taste."
"Um!"
Yunia took a bite of the golden and crispy Chak Chak, chewed it twice, grinned at the expectant middle-aged shop owner, and then...
He picked up Ma Wei and walked towards the next snack stall, leaving the expectant middle-aged shop owner in a mess in the cold wind.
"Isn't it delicious? Isn't it delicious?" The middle-aged shop owner took a bite and kept mumbling: "It tastes pretty good, just like before... Children nowadays have such a delicious taste... .”
While accompanying Yunia to the stalls, Ma Wei observed the dense flow of people around him. Suddenly, he spotted Daniel and the others at a beer stall not far away.
They were holding large wine glasses filled with kvass and eating grilled sausages while drinking. They didn't seem to be on any mission at all, as if they were just here for fun.
Ma pulled Yunia forward, ordered a glass of kvass from the stall, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
"...Father, you haven't shown up for a long time, so we...planned to buy something to eat first..."
Kovalev and Rusov hurriedly wiped the corners of their mouths, hid the sausages and kvass behind their backs, and said guiltily.
"This is not the place to talk."
Mavie walked towards the busker playing the accordion in the distance, where many tourists gathered in a circle to listen to the music. Mavie and Yunia stood outside, and soon the three Daniels followed.
"When you attended the seminar this afternoon, did you find anything strange?" Ma Wei asked.
"No...we all felt that the seminar was quite normal." Kovalev said.
"Didn't you see the blue mist?"
"What cyan mist?"
Sure enough, I didn't find it...
After confirming his thoughts, Mavey continued to ask: "What do you think of the content of Michelson's speech? About the law of order?"
"What he said is really good!" Kovalev immediately replied: "He has a very deep understanding of order. Father, I think he is a rare talent. We can definitely use it for ourselves!"
"That's right." Russoff nodded in agreement.
"So, if you had not joined the Church of Truth, you would have joined the School of Order?"
"this...."
Kovalev and Rusov suddenly showed expressions of struggle, their eyes flickering, as if something was controlling their hearts. Blue-black snake-like traces reappeared under their skin, and the traces seemed to be alive. The thing started from their neck and gradually spread all over their bodies.
Kovalev and Rusov's breathing suddenly became much heavier. They gasped and covered their foreheads, their teeth creaked, and they let out painful growls. Tourists passing by saw their appearance and retreated away. Don't dare to approach.
"Order... order..."
Hearing their muttered incomprehensible words, Maverick grabbed Yunia's little hand, held the water mist ring in her arms, and activated the magic.
The field unfolded, and blue mist emerged out of thin air. The tourists screamed in surprise, not knowing what was happening. When the mist enveloped the bodies of Kovalev and Rusov, the water wandering on the surface of their skins The green-black little snake quickly retreated and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"What's wrong with me?"
After returning to normal, the two Kovalevs looked around with puzzled expressions.
"What were you thinking just now?"
"We heard a voice, a woman talking in our ears, and then...then I couldn't control my brain, and suddenly I could see a scale..."
"Scale? Is it this scale?"
Mavi said taking out the badge given to him by Kursa.
"Yes! That's it!"
The surrounding fog obscured the view, so Mavey was not worried that someone would take the opportunity to spy on their conversation. He took Kovalev and others away from the crowd and said in a low voice: "Don't go to the seminar anymore. There is something weird about the School of Order, and you can’t resist it.”
"yes."
"As for you..." Ma Wei looked at Daniel, who was always normal, and asked curiously: "Why are you okay?"
"It's protecting me." Daniel took out a ring set with a purple gemstone from his pocket: "This is a treasure inherited from our royal family, Heimyuk. Only kings can wear it. Before leaving, my father gave it to me. According to Pope Doppler II, this ring has the effect of blocking all vision interference. It is a sacred instrument blessed by the gods. It has been with our family for many years, from generation to generation. According to legend.”
"Can you lend it to me?"
"Of course, teacher."
Daniel handed over the ring without hesitation.
Ma Wei looked at Heimyuk. The deep purple gem did not contain any impurities and was pure and clear. Through the light of the torch in the distance, a white recorder could be vaguely seen inside the gem.
After observing for a while, Ma Wei found nothing strange. He returned the ring to Daniel and asked, "Does this gem have an origin?"
"In the ancestor's diary kept by our family, it is mentioned that Heimyuk was a gift from a bard to our ancestors. Because the diary is missing a few pages, we don't know the specific reason." Daniel said.
Missing content?
Obviously, the ancestors of the Frederick family once wrote down the experience of obtaining Heimyuk in a diary and passed it on to future generations. However, part of the recorded key reasons disappeared, which reminded Ma Wei of the lost gods. History, he reckons...
The diary of the ancestor of the royal family of Frederick was also one of the victims.
"It's getting more and more interesting..."
Ma Wei smiled and said, "For the sake of caution, you should not have any contact with people from the Order Society. Daniel doesn't care. Kovalev and you couldn't resist... Huh?"
Amid the exclamation, Ma Wei suddenly remembered something.
He dug around in his arms and took out a gold ring engraved with a magic circle, sequence 106, bard's hymn.
Magic that can purify and absorb unnatural negative effects.
It is similar to the Heimyuk that Daniel brought out. Even the name and background are highly similar.
Bard....
After thinking for a moment, Ma Wei activated the ring, and a faint blue light poured into the magic circle. The second realm unfolded invisible. This time, Ma Wei poured more magic power into it to avoid being affected by the water mist magic.
The ethereal and distant singing sounded loudly in the blue mist. Daniel and the others saw a phantom appearing behind Ma Wei, wearing a plaid skirt, a pointed hat with feathers, a harp...
Just like the legendary bard.
The clear and loud singing reached the ears of Kovalev and Rusov. Their faces were originally calm, but suddenly their bodies shook, and the little green-black snake reappeared under their skin. But this time, the little blue-black snake no longer appeared. Instead of bewitching them, they struggled and squirmed, as if they wanted to escape from the area covered by the song.
The more violent the little green-black snake squirmed, the more ferocious the expressions on the faces of Kovalev and Rusov became. However, under the suppression of the water mist, the little green-black snake could not escape. It gradually subsided and turned into a thin black snake. The breath floated out of the pores and got into the ring in Ma Wei's hand.
"call!"
Kovalev and Rusov's eyes suddenly became clear, they took a long breath, and their whole bodies became light: "Father, what the hell is this?"
"The real culprit that led you to approve the content of Michelson's speech..."
If Kovalev and Rusov's beliefs are not strong enough, they may not be able to withstand the erosion and temptation of the blue mist, and eventually abandon the truth and switch to the School of Order.
This is the outcome Ma Wei least wants to see.
Fortunately, he remembered the singing of 106 minstrels and solved the problem that troubled them.
"Sure enough, the weirder the world, the more it needs the existence of purifying power... Bard, what is your name?"
Ma Wei looked up at the starry sky, staring at the bright moon obscured by the blue mist, feeling very emotional in his heart.
If the Apocalypse Religion's classics are not obtained, the Church of Truth will encounter many troubles if it wants to expand. For example, the strange green mist used by the School of Order has little impact on Yunia and Ma Wei, but it can be like Kova The same cannot be said for ordinary believers like Liao Fu and Rusov...
Kovalev, who was still concerned, asked: "Father, what should we do now? Should we ask for help?"
The goddess is standing in front of you, who can you turn to for help?
Ma Wei put her palms on her chest and said in a calm voice: "Don't be afraid, the goddess will protect us, she is by our side."
Kovalev and Rusov immediately pressed their chests and nodded devoutly: "Praise the goddess!"
Daniel looked at the two of them, and finally pressed his chest in the same manner, and said without hesitation: "Praise the goddess."
"I have a hunch that at tomorrow's celebration, we will be able to get in touch with the big shots behind the School of Order..."
Ma Wei said softly: "Don't interfere with this matter anymore. I will handle it personally, and you are responsible for recording."
"As commanded."
"By the way, Daniel, if you were not affected by Qingwu, why did you applaud and cheer at the seminar?"
"...Applause is polite. This is the most basic etiquette for nobles. They are speaking so hard, what's wrong with complimenting them?"
Daniel shrugged and said:
"We can disagree with the content of the other party's speech, or we can kill the other party after the speech is over. None of this affects our recognition of the speaker's efforts!"
"Effort is one thing, but the result is another. Effort does not mean the result, and the result does not necessarily require hard work... Teacher, are you right?"
"..."
Mawei feels more and more that Daniel is difficult to deal with. This kid...
Too slippery.
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