Chapter 612 613. Magister Elaud
“The priests of this faction want to go into the depths of the dark land to find the relics of God left by the goddess.”
"They made this statement mainly based on a piece of the goddess's little tail phalanx found in the ruins of an ancient battlefield."
"This group of priests firmly believes that the Statue of Liberty has fallen in the dark place. They want to find the place where the Statue of Liberty fell, because they firmly believe that the place where the Statue of Liberty fell must contain the treasures left by the Statue of Liberty."
"The other faction in the expeditionary force at that time believed that the Statue of Liberty was still alive, but was sealed somewhere in the dark land. As long as we have the ability to lift the seal, we can rescue the Statue of Liberty. The place to suppress the Statue of Liberty should be The most mysterious part of the Dark Land, they also hope that the expeditionary force can enter the depths of the Dark Land.”
"My views were completely different from theirs at the time. I felt that the Statue of Liberty..."
At this point, the voice in Old Parker's throat suddenly disappeared.
He didn't know whether it was because he had made some kind of oath, or because certain words were cursed with language, which prevented him from saying them at all.
At this time, Old Parker realized that he was a little too excited.
He adjusted his emotions appropriately, took two deep breaths, looked at Roy beside him, spread his hands helplessly and said:
"So I was considered a heretic..."
"Among our group of priests, I was the only one who managed to escape from the Temple Expeditionary Force. Once a priest like me loses his holy weapon and the power of the holy light in his body is consumed, it is difficult to recover. I have no way to return to the Elf Continent, so Living in the homeless camp, so many years have passed by.”
"I'm used to life here."
"Maybe one day, I will leave here and be a traveler in the dark land, walking around and maybe helping other people..."
"It's you! I'm quite surprised, Roy."
"In the wanderer camp, it took me a long time to recover before I could cast a divine spell. Even the holy water you gave me didn't have a great effect on restoring the power of the holy light. I can always feel it every time I see you. The power of holy light in your body is very full. Do you have a holy weapon in your hand? "
Old Pike asked Roy seriously.
Roy shook his head and said:
"Actually, I don't have any sacred artifact in my hand!"
"Not long ago, a great magician told me that the four elements of wind, fire, water and earth can actually transform into each other. They believed that the magic theory was used on the two completely opposite elements of light and darkness. , in fact, they can also be transformed into each other. Of course, I haven't been able to do this yet. "
"What I can do is to absorb a little of the power from those dark creatures when they are completely dead..."
"It's like a tree. Its roots are inserted into the soil. Under the nourishment of sunlight and rain, it can produce sweet fruits. In fact, you can think of these fruits as a polymer of the elements of light, water, and earth."
"Anyway, that's it..."
With that said, Roy stretched out his hand to release the power of holy light in his body, making the tree of holy light in his body appear phantom behind him.
Old Parker looked at the Flower of Light on the Holy Light Tree behind Roy in surprise, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and said frankly:
"The shadow behind you really is the Statue of Liberty!"
Roy asked curiously:
"Old Pike, is the 'power' behind all priests the Statue of Liberty?"
Old Parker pursed his dry lips, smiled bitterly and said:
"That's not the case. Behind the trainee priests and ordinary priests there should be angels. Only when they are promoted to become great priests can they become the Statue of Liberty."
…
The commander of the Gabriel Regiment was extremely heartbroken at this moment. He sat back on the chair behind his desk, closed his eyes to relieve his impetuous emotions, and tried to restrain himself from throwing the cup in his hand...
Roy, the leader of the mine guard regiment, had just finished his trip to the Isnais Expeditionary Force camp. He made it clear at the beginning that he did not want Roy to be involved in that matter, but Roy finally went to the Isnais Expeditionary Force. Campsite…
He then returned to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.
This time, it was actually the magisters from the Magic Union who applied to the Golfito Military Department, hoping that Roy could accompany their adventure group into the dark place.
I’m really not restless at all…
Can't this guy just stay stationed at the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp?
Although Commander Gabrielleth holds the management rights of Golfito Canyon, due to his strength and background, he still does not dare to easily offend the magisters of the Magic Union.
In particular, this group of magisters is currently repairing the Dark Portal, and more than one written notice has been issued, asking the Golfito Military Department to do its best to assist these magisters.
Magister Elaud sat opposite the commander of the Gabriel Regiment and asked with a calm expression:
"Commander Gabrielle Regiment, we will communicate with Commander Roy privately about this matter. The Golfito Military Headquarters only needs to provide us with a written authorization. This time about entering the Dark Land, Please also ask Commander Gabriel to keep it secret for us.”
"..."
What else could Commander Gabrieles say?
He took out the seal somewhat dully and stamped a seal on the parchment on the table.
Magister Elaud nodded with satisfaction, reached out and picked up the parchment scroll with the Magic Guild emblem printed on the back, rerolled it, tied it up, and put it into the magic waist bag.
The sunlight outside the window shines in through the birdcage-shaped window, printing distorted light spots on the floor of the room.
Magister Elaud stood up from his seat. His dark green magic robe showed a green grass-like pattern in the sunlight, making the floor in the room look like grass...
Every time he took a step forward, countless colorful flowers seemed to bloom under his feet.
When Magister Elaud walked out of the office, the invisible boulder pressing on Commander Gabriels disappeared instantly. He placed the cup in his hand heavily on the table. The cup suddenly cracked in half, and the fruit tea in the cup flowed. On the tabletop, dripping down the edge to the floor.
…
At the Dark Portal Expedition Camp,
A group of mixed-blood elf warriors were sitting by the holy pool, discussing the harvest of hunting dark creatures...
Roy had just finished his inspection from the Magic Tower and wanted to go over and chat with the mixed elf warriors.
Magister Elaud walked out of the Dark Door, came to Roy, and asked: "How are you thinking about it? Roy."
"I won't tell you, but you must also know how dangerous it is to enter the dark place. In fact, I am usually quite timid..."
Before Roy could finish speaking, Magister Elaud waved his hand, interrupted Roy and said: "If you are willing to enter the dark land with us, you can do it whether you find the lich or not. Gaining the support of a magic union, to be precise, the support of our six magisters, is the first benefit.”
"The second benefit is that your magic pattern structure is too old. As a great priest, the magic buff effect on this magic pattern structure is obviously no longer suitable for you, so we can help you find one. A master-level inscription master will help you tailor a set of second-level magic patterns."
"The third benefit is that we can add an extra page to your book of judgment - two pages!"
As he spoke, Magister Elaud stretched out two fingers and shook them gently in front of Roy's eyes.
Roy grinned, secretly wiped the saliva that was about to drip out, and said with an extremely troubled smile: "...I really can't refuse."
(End of chapter)