Chapter 281 Transaction
Half a month later.
Connie Bergman saw the news in the newspaper 'accidentally', and rushed to the royal city after a long journey, where he met his grandfather Carl Bergman. News Daily even conducted a follow-up report on the matter.
Of course.
Connie and Carl are both the same person. With Carl's method, it is easy to create a phantom to confuse other people.
Ray Miller, the only one who saw through it, didn't intend to expose it either.
A few days passed.
The ‘seriously ill’ Count Karl closed his eyes one morning.
'Connie', with the help of others, held a funeral for the old earl, inherited the earl's title, and officially became the owner of the manor.
“Hey!”
The coachman Bastin carefully parked the carriage and looked towards the carriage:
"Count, the church has arrived."
"Yes."
Karl nodded in response and lifted the door. He slowly drove down the curtain, glanced at the timid Bastin and said with a smile:
"You don't have to be so nervous. As the old man of the manor, I have no intention of dismissing or replacing him."
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After all, the two of them have some fate.
"Yes." Bastin looked delighted. He didn't know that the young man in front of him was actually Old Karl. He had been on tenterhooks during this period:
"Thank you, Earl, I will definitely do well in the future. Do things well.”
“Do things well. That's how it should be." Karl straightened his clothes and struck a few words gently:
"My grandfather was not in good health and rarely came out. As a result, as a coachman, you didn't even know the roads in the royal city. Well done, this is a serious dereliction of duty.”
"Absolutely not in the future!" Bastin said hurriedly:
"I bought a map of the royal city and found a few colleagues to understand the road conditions. This will never happen."
< br>"That's good." Karl took out his cane and touched the ground, walking towards the entrance of the church.
The stone pillars of the church are thick and support a sky.
The rough texture and dark brown color all show how much time this building has gone through.
Old, simple, vast, majestic...
No building has ever given Karl this feeling. Apart from the building itself, there should be other factors.
Such as...
Supernatural power?
There is a candle burning in a corner behind the column. A woman kneels in front of the candle and prays quietly, with a faint flame looming.
"Pious believers, the merciful Lord of the Dawn has listened to your prayers and will also send blessings."
Remel stood in front of a believer, holding a scripture in one hand and gently touching the believer with the other. The top of the head:
"Go back! Your child has been saved."
"Thank you, Father! Thank you, Father!" The believer's face was filled with ecstasy, with tears streaming down his face, and he kept kowtowing.
After sending away the believers, Remiller closed the book and looked sideways:
"Count Connie, are you here this time to dedicate your loyalty to the great Lord of the Morning?"
"Of course the Lord of the Morning is great, but unfortunately I am only a mortal and cannot give up my secular thoughts for the time being. "Karl spread his hands:
"Compared to unilateral dedication, I prefer a deal that satisfies both parties."
"Humph!"
Ray Miller. Hum:
"Change a place."
She did not want to desecrate the sacred church.
The side hall.
Reluctantly, Remiller took out a few things and placed them on the table, motioning for Karl to check them.
“These items were contributed by devout believers. This candlestick was even used in the temple of God.”
"There is also this roll of blanket, which was woven stitch by stitch by thirty women skilled in weaving for half a year."
"This..."
Karl stretched out his hand. He brushed the things in the scene one by one and paused on the candlestick:
“This thing is not bad.”
Not every thing from the divine realm has sefirah, quite the opposite. , there are not many that have the essence.
Source +3
“Do you like things that God has used?”
Remiller’s eyes flashed:
“It’s better to believe in God. With your strength, if If you believe in God, you may be able to obtain the position of an archangel. "Archangel,
the most powerful existence under the gods.
Karl waved his hand to veto, and asked:
"Can God's things be shared by believers in God's Domain?"
"How is that possible?" Remiller shook his head:
“The Divine Realm also has levels. People who have just entered the Divine Realm also need to clean, cook, farm and weave.”
"Only by passing the test and becoming an angel can you obtain some privileges, but life is definitely much better than that of mortals."
For a faithless person like Karl, she did not describe the divine realm as recorded in the book So perfect.
“Huh?”
Karl raised his head:
“People in God’s Domain also need to eat?”
"Of course." Remiller nodded.
God has the ability to create food, but it requires divine power, and it is not cost-effective to use divine power on this.
As for those who enter the Divine Realm, they just want to enjoy themselves and do not want to work...
Such people cannot enter the Divine Realm, and even if they do, they will be expelled.
“Where is this?”
Carl picked up a quill, narrowed his eyes and stroked it gently:
“A very special material.”
“This is the feather of a bald eagle, not an ordinary bald eagle, but a feather of a bald eagle. A special legendary creature." Remiller said:
"God once used it to write words."
Essence +2
‘It seems that only things that are contaminated with the aura of the gods contain the source of essence, and this is the same in the divine realm. '
Thinking about it, Karl asked:
"Take these things down, what if the Lord of the Morning discovers them?"
"Don't worry, "I can't find it." Remiller said:
"These are things in the warehouse that have been discarded. Even if they are not taken down, they still need to be disposed of."
"God won't care about this."
"That's good." Karl smiled:
"I hope to buy something that the gods have touched next time, the longer it lasts The better.”
“Don’t look at me with that strange look.”
Glancing at Remiller, who looked weird, Karl explained:
"You should also know that in the mortal world, some believers are willing to pay any price to obtain these things."
"God is irreplaceable in their minds!"
" Ha..." Lemuel looked disdainful:
"With greed in your heart, you will never enter the divine realm."
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Exchanged a bunch of wizard items for more than a dozen ‘specialties’ from the God’s Domain, and also got 7 points of source quality.
On the carriage back, Karl closed his eyes and meditated.
Since he advanced to a three-ring wizard, twenty points of source of essence can be used to increase one point of mental power or physical fitness.
The value of the third level is fifty-one hundred.
Relatively speaking, there are not many sources of seven points, but this deal is long-term and safe.
Opening his eyes and touching his forehead, Karl looked helpless.
Lich Addison’s final counterattack left a stubborn ‘scar’ in his inner sea of spirit.
It is difficult to repair in a short time.
I guess...
"At least ten years!"
"Lich inheritance, flame meditation, three-pan technique, Ten Thousand Buddha's Hands, Holy Demon Transformation, and the method of hiding aura... ”
“It’s a good time to practice some practice.”
After taking stock of his belongings, Karl whispered:
"But before that, I still have to go to another world and find a safe place to settle down."
"Oh!"
"There is also the Black Swamp, a few years later The star gate will be opened. I wonder if I can do something about it?"
With the plan in mind, he closed his eyes again.
(End of this chapter)