Original God's Dark Priest

"No one in this world takes me seriously. They all treat me as a discarded pawn who can be abandoned at will, but they never consider that I also have a heart." Waking spoke slowly, as if every word was carefully considered.

Saphir was not used to hearing him talk like this, and it sounded a bit uncomfortable, but he did not interrupt him, but just listened quietly.

Waking sighed deeply and placed his right hand on his chest: "So, I held my breath, I wanted to prove something, to prove... I also have value, and there are things that only I can do.

I hope someone cares about me and takes me seriously. Only then will my life be worthwhile."

"It seems that your long-cherished wish has come true, Loom of Destiny, and you have become an indispensable part of the Abyss Cult." Saphir felt that her visit this time was probably redundant. Even if she had not come, Vagin would not have been hostile to her.

Wagin looked at Safir's face seriously. This was absolutely impossible in the past. As subordinates, they might be punished even if they said one more word, not to mention standing up straight and staring at the executive officer.

But now, he can have an equal conversation with Safire, which is a wonderful feeling.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "Well, I guess so. But, it's not because of the Loom of Fate. I don't care about the Abyss Cult.

I want to be cared about not because of what I might become, but because of who I am.

I once thought that I would never receive such praise in my lifetime, but you came today and gave me the best gift."

Safir pursed his lips. Wagin was indeed not in a good state. Even if the lady was harsh on her subordinates, she should not force them to this extent. Besides, Wagin's loyalty was needless to say. Such emotions were very wrong.

After much thought, Safire could come to only one conclusion, that is, Dr.

Even though this guy is dead and deleted, traces of his existence still appear from time to time, disgusting Safir.

The doctor brainwashed Wagin, which led to a deviation in Wagin's self-perception. Saphir had reason to suspect that the purpose of doing so was to make Wagin hate her.

This Duo Tore is really a worry.

Fortunately, Safir came today and accidentally solved Wagin's knot in his heart. She became the person who cared about him in Wagin's mind. This result was not bad.

After leaving the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain, Safir looked everywhere for Wendy but couldn't find any trace of her. He guessed she had gone somewhere to drink again.

Saphir didn't care about Wendy's sudden appearance and then running away with an excuse. After all, the God of Wind was free, and it didn't matter whether he had a reason or not. He just did what he wanted to do.

As for the deeper meaning, Safire doesn't care.

Although her relationship with the Four Kages is not very good, it is not bad either. Asmodai and Naberis are even in a cooperative relationship with her, so she is not afraid of being known for what she does.

As for Wendy, at most she would just let Istaru know about it. It wouldn't pose a threat to her. Besides, Istaru wasn't the type to meddle in other people's business, so she might not react even if she knew about it.

After giving up the search for Wendy, Saphir began to wonder where Dainsleb might be hiding.

The last time I saw that guy was in the Layered Abyss. Although he looked quite gloomy, he shouldn't stay in that place every day.

According to Ying, Dainsleibu seemed to have stayed in Weimo Manor for a while, and Saphir began to consider whether to try his luck.

Poor Dainsreb didn't know that he had been targeted by Saphir, and now he was heading towards Weimo Manor.

Because of Su's intervention, Kaliber did not become a Hilichurl and suffer as his original fate would have done, and finally became the carrier of the loom of fate.

Instead, he regained his human appearance and continued to live. However, on the other hand, he no longer got involved in the affairs of the Abyss Cult and chose to live in the area around Vimo Village.

He witnessed the rise of this village and watched the people here grow up, grow old and die.

He was like a bystander, watching everything that had nothing to do with him without any sadness or joy.

Although the curse of turning into a Hilichurl was lifted, he still could not die because the Ruler of Death would not allow him to die. Su did not insist on this matter and chose to compromise.

After all, Su was already at the end of his strength at that time and was unable to compete with Ronawa. It was not easy to restore Kalibel to human form, but it was impossible to go any further.

Fortunately, the curse that Kalibel suffered from Su did not cause him to suffer too much pain, and because it was accompanied by a part of the power of "life", Kalibel would not be worn out and lose his appearance like the captain.

Even after five hundred years, he is still the same person, without much change.

"Today, we have guests again." Country life is never enough. Kalibel has become accustomed to self-sufficiency in the fields without knowing when.

He followed the sound of footsteps and saw a familiar figure appear at the door. It was Dainsleb.

Kalibel was not surprised to see Dainsreb, and of course he did not get too close to him. He just nodded slightly as a greeting.

Dainsreb was not at all frustrated or discouraged by Kalibel's indifference, but was used to it.

The two of them met last year. After hearing what Ying said, Dainsreb became interested and searched the area for a long time before finally finding Kalibel who had been hiding.

He walked forward on his own and said, "I'm tired from walking. I came to ask for a glass of water."

"There's some in the room, just pour it out yourself." Kalibel said simply and continued with the work in his hands.

Hand-copying books has become popular in Xumi City recently. He took a few orders when he had nothing to do and copied them when he had nothing to do.

After hundreds of years, his temperament has become calm and he has also developed good handwriting. I am not bragging, Caliber's handwriting is indeed good and is also sought after.

This is one of the few jobs he can make money from. It is simple and not tiring.

Dainsreb approached Kalibel's house, poured a glass of water and drank it slowly.

The two of them stayed like that, neither of them saying anything.

"There's a little girl in Liyue." Kalibel kept writing, as if she mentioned it unintentionally.

Dainsleb turned his head to look at him, waiting for what was to come.

Kalibel continued, "I heard she's quite good at divination."

"When did you become interested in this kind of thing?" Dainsleb asked, a little confused.

The people of Kanria all believed in prophecies, except Kaliber.

He was not a pure-blooded Kanriya, nor had he fallen into a predetermined fate, so the idea of ​​divination was bullshit to him.

But this time, Kalibel actually took the initiative to mention divination and praised the other party's good skills. Dainsreb even suspected that he was hallucinating.

From an angle where Dainsreb couldn't see, Kalibel raised the corner of her mouth slightly. "It's not that I'm interested, but I suddenly felt that I might have a talent for this."

"What?" Dainsreb was even more confused. He didn't quite understand when Kaliber learned divination.

Kaliber put down the pen in his hand, stood up and stretched his stiff limbs, then looked at the confused Dainsreb: "I see the look of death on your face."

"Don't joke. If I could die, I would have died long ago. I even hope someone can lift this damn curse for me." Dainsleb didn't care and said in a relaxed tone.

Kalibel blinked and looked at him. "But if someone could really help you, would you die?"

Dainsreb was silent.

He will not.

Even though it is painful, he will not die. He wants to live, not because he is afraid of death, but because there are things he must do.

"Don't be nervous, I was just saying it casually." Kalibel laughed and tried to change the subject.

But Dainsleb noticed something was wrong: "Sora, I'm looking for you."

He used a declarative sentence instead of a question, and he was sure that his guess was correct.

Kaliber nodded. There was no need to deny it.

Actually, Deinsreb found him with the intention of using him to find the trace of Sora. Because Kalibel had a deep connection with the Abyss Cult, Deinsreb thought that by keeping an eye on Kalibel, he might be able to find Sora.

So he would come here from time to time to try his luck.

Unfortunately, Sora and Kalibel didn't keep in touch much, and during the few times they did, Deinsreb couldn't catch up.

Seeing Kalibel's admission, Dainsreb did not feel happy, but felt a little scalp tingling.

He looked at Kaliber's face. The sunlight shone down from above, exposing his cheek completely to the light. There was no shadow at first glance. He could only see calmness on Kaliber's face.

But what is hidden beneath this calm?

Combining what Kalibel said about divination and the appearance of death, Dainsreb felt a little creepy: "You... set a trap for me?"

"That's not necessary." Kalibel shook his head slightly. "Honestly, Dain, if you keep staring at me, you won't get anywhere, and it will only make you exposed.

What Kong told me was very simple. He asked me to prepare because a distinguished guest was coming in the next few days. Do you think you are that distinguished guest?

"Will Kong come too?" Dainsleb didn't care who the so-called distinguished guest was, he just wanted to find Kong.

Kalibel spread his hands. To be honest, he didn't know.

Out of friendship and the fact that they were all from Kanria, Kalibel persuaded Dainsreb to leave.

But Dainsleb was convinced that this was also part of Kong's plan, and he was determined to stay here and wait for the distinguished guest to come.

He was confident that he could find Kong's whereabouts through that so-called distinguished guest.

The distinguished guest did not make the two wait too long. At noon, a girl with silver hair and wearing a black cloak came to the secluded courtyard.

Seeing the person coming, Kalibel felt dazed and subconsciously called out, "Sister Su...."

Saphir looked at the young man not far away who was staring at him infatuatedly: "Are you Kaliber? You've grown up a lot."

"It's really you!" Kalibel was ecstatic and almost crawled to Saphir's side. When he got closer, he was embarrassed to find that he was more than a head taller than Saphir, and he was a little at a loss for a moment.

Kalibert's father Clodal was tall, and his mother was from Mond, and Mond people are generally not short, which resulted in Kalibert being taller than the average person.

Safir is on the shorter side, even shorter than the average girl, and the contrast is very obvious when the two stand together.

For a moment, Kalibel even wanted to squat down.

Fortunately, Saphir was already used to getting along with people taller than herself. Zhongli was not shorter than Kalibel, so she did not often follow him around.

"Let's talk about it later. I came here this time to look for someone." Safir looked into the courtyard.

Dainsreb, who had been sitting steadily on a chair, had stood up and looked at Saphir with a vigilant look on his face.

Compared to their last encounter in the Abyss, Saphir's strength has risen several levels. Dainsreb believes that he is no longer his opponent, so he is extremely vigilant.

When Saphir saw Deinsreb, his eyes lit up: "Hey, Deinsreb! I was just looking for you, and you're here, isn't that a coincidence? I'd say this is fate."

"Haha... Miss Safir is right. We have a deep connection." Dainsleb followed Safir's words, but in his heart he had already started to think about how to escape.

Saphir was not interested in what Dainsleb was thinking, because when the gap in strength was too large, any strategy would be broken by force and would not pose any threat.

Kalibel looked at Saphir, then at Deinsreb, and a sudden realization dawned on him. He quickly made way and let Deinsreb face Saphir directly.

After stepping aside, he seemed to feel a little awkward and added, "Don't destroy my house."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dainsleb turned into a shadow and ran out for his life.

But Saphir was faster than him, and the two afterimages collided in mid-air, making a huge noise.

Looking at Dainsreb who was kicked up the mountain by Saphir, Kaliber clicked his tongue and looked towards the direction of Huachenggu, muttering to himself: "Don't call the rangers over here, those guys are quite difficult to deal with..."

The two men who were fighting (actually, it was Deinsreb who was beaten unilaterally) did not consider Kalibel's concerns at all. Deinsreb had no time to care about it. He could not even deal with the current affairs, so how could he have the mind to think about the ranger's problem.

As for Saphir.

The rangers rushed over to take a look, and those who stayed even a second longer were considered heroes. She was a household name among the rangers, and who would dare to approach and watch Sapphire beating someone instead of running away?

Even if he was not beaten to death on the spot, he would be fired by Tinari the next day. The first rule of the forest ranger's code is: cherish life and stay away from natural disasters.

If you can’t even do this, what’s the point of being a forest ranger?

You ask me what a natural disaster is?

That woman in black is the biggest disaster.

Dainsleb could hardly remember how many times he had been knocked flying. As soon as he landed on the ground, he used his hands and feet to get up and try to escape, but was then pinned down.

There was enormous energy in Saphir's small body, and the immense force suppressed Dainsreb so much that he couldn't even draw his sword and was completely subdued.

After struggling for a bit and failing to break free, Dainsleb somewhat resigned himself to his fate: "It seems we don't have any grudges against each other."

"No." Safire agreed. "I was just paid to do something. Someone asked me to deal with you."

"..." Dainsleb sighed. He knew who this person was without having to guess. As for his purpose...

Saphir began to feel around on Dainsleb's body. "Where have you placed the eyes of the first tiller? My patience is limited. If you give it to me sooner, I'll suffer less."