I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Let’s not talk about how Lian was rescued by everyone, let’s talk about why she traveled through time so many times before.

On Blue Star, time travel is just a fantasy plot in novels and games.

But here, a high-level wizard who masters legendary spells, a priest of a powerful god, or a gifted bard may all travel through time by chance.

Therefore, the highly intellectuals here - usually the great wizards who like to do research - call the place where they live the Prime Material Plane, and call some places that have been explored secondary planes.

This concept is similar to the idea of ​​Blue Planet building spaceships to go to other planets.

However, these big guys who play with time travel only use their powerful strength to open a passage to the other world and squeeze their entire body in - this is the legendary time travel.

Those old scholars had never seen someone like Alvin, who was able to get in only through brain waves.

This incredible soul-transmigrating experience gave Ivan the brainpower to superimpose two cognitive systems.

To put it simply, the CPU and memory in Ivan's brain have been expanded, with higher performance and stronger computing power;

The amount of computing power that previously drove an Ivan to act normally has been doubled;

And this capacity does not require the action of two Alvins.

Therefore, the extra computing power cannot participate in Ivan's subjective will, but hides in Ivan's subconscious mind, constantly strengthening Ivan's subconscious brain power.

In other words, this kid's subconscious mind has turned him into a genius, but he is not aware of it.

Alvin was unaware and still sleeping soundly on the straw mat.

No matter how loudly the druids gathered outside discussed and cast spells, they could not wake up the snoring Blue Star waste.

Despite great efforts, the tortoise shell bondage on Lian's body could not be untied.

This druid's exclusive primary spell is unreasonably powerful at this moment.

The weeds that tied up the little girl encountered the [Remove Magic] cast by Miss Xiling, a 180-degree intermediate spellcaster. The weeds were like nothing happened and had no reaction at all. They arrogantly tickled the little girl's itchy spots a few times.

In the end, it was the leader of the cult, Paul, who had mastered higher skills, who used a super magic spell to restore the freedom of the little girl who was about to cry.

"Complete the silent casting, spell strengthening, and spell fixed casting in sleep...

There may also be instant casting techniques,

Is this the one favored by the goddess of nature..."

After the druids who were watching were dismissed, there was still one set of "Turtle Shell Binding" left in the field - a large tree that was also tied up, and the instigator was still sleeping in the tree hole of this tree.

Paul looked at the scene in amazement.

……

The next day, Alvin, who kept his biological clock, finally woke up to the smell of lunch.

Sir Ivan, totally unaware of the big thing he had done last night, rubbed his eyes, pushed open the door, and followed the aroma to the large bubbling stew pot in the middle of the camp.

Lian, who was eating enthusiastically the last second, suddenly turned pale and rosy in her face, and jumped up and ran away like a rabbit.

He was running while chewing food and mumbling something incoherently, which was definitely not a good word.

Paul, who was sitting on the other side of the stew pot, had a smile on his face. His face, which was full of scars and could scare a child to tears, was even more terrifying when he smiled.

But his eyes were fixed on Ivan in the stew pot and he didn't see any of this.

He took the wooden bowl that Paul handed to him. The wooden bowl, which was bigger than his face, looked like a toy for a child playing house in Paul's huge palm.

"Sir Ivan."

Priest Bol, who had already added a suffix to Ivan, planned to have a good chat with this young man who might be the one favored by God.

“Being fluent in multiple languages ​​is not something magical.

Maybe you are gifted, or maybe you have been given the spell [Language Competence]...

Either way, it remains a mystery to us.

But for druids, secrets mean there might be threats..."

Unlike Uncle Boll's rough appearance, the elder Patriarch spoke in an elegant manner, expressing the deeper meaning in a very obscure way.

Alvin, who had been blessed for several years in his previous life, knew the underlying message.

He tried hard to organize his words, then decided to be "honest" with a wry smile.

"Uh... Master,

I can only say that I don’t know why I could understand the conversation between Lian and the others, and I didn’t even know that it was the language of the elves.

This ability is also confusing to me...

And about my... uh, crime...

I don’t know why I did such an incredible thing…”

With a pop, the sound of some bottle cap being opened was heard around Ivan.

"A small spell that can let me know whether what you said is true or false.

The truth! Good boy, what on earth have you been through…"

The middle-aged man opposite paused his chewing and looked at Ivan, who was looking up at the sky, with a smirk on his face.

This person is probably a favored one of the druid gods.

Without the lucky person being aware of it, he is given extraordinary abilities and incredible experiences.

This situation is too much like the work of a god selecting his favored ones.

A druid chief who seemed rough but actually meticulous began to brainwash himself on the road to confirming his guess. He was overthinking.

In fact, Alvin's proficiency in languages ​​is purely a by-product of time travel.

The world power responsible for traveling through time is not an individual with subjective consciousness, so after a bug, "allowing Alvin to communicate normally" became "allowing Alvin to communicate unimpeded with all intelligent creatures."

As for why he didn't know he would go to that goddess statue - isn't that nonsense? At that time, Alvin was still trying to squeeze in between the two worlds.

All in all, Alvin's "truth" made Priest Bol very satisfied, but the Priest's magic made Alvin very alert.

The terrifying other world is so scary!

Even a lie detector was used...

With a depressed look on his face, Ivan used a spoon to stir the unknown pieces of meat inside and suddenly asked in confusion.

"Can druids eat meat?"

He seemed to feel that his question was a bit irrelevant, so he shook his head and reorganized his words.

"I mean, can druids hunt animals?"

Boll on the opposite side was tearing a leg bone and waving his hand to signal Ivan to sit down.

"Are you interested in the teachings of the Druids?"

"Uh... I'm a little curious..."

"Interesting human boy."

Paul took a sip of the broth and swallowed the piece of meat in his cheek. Then he put down the bowl and held up the leg bone that had been cleaned out in his hand.

“Except for the elemental race who don’t eat, there are very few races or professions in the world that are vegetarians.

Druids would never engage in such meaningless abstinence.

To us, there is no difference between eating a rabbit and eating a piece of mushroom or a head of lettuce.

Animals are not the only creatures in nature that have souls. An oak tree or a weed also has a soul.

I think yesterday you have seen the scene where weeds and vines, driven by divine magic, helped the caster to defend against the enemy.

Likewise, they express their likes, dislikes, and emotions to us.”

Wiping his mouth, Uncle Boll put the thigh bone in the bowl together with the other cleaned bones.

“So, a druid does not forbid himself from hunting animals or eating plants;

We just try to strike a balance with nature.

For example, here——"

Uncle Boll pointed around.

"This is the Gray Forest that our Northern Cult is responsible for taking care of.

The west side is the habitat of gray wolves, and also where angora rabbits and other small creatures live.

We need to hunt these plump little creatures during the season when the Angora rabbits overgrow, so that the plants will not be eaten up;

Sometimes, it is necessary to kill wolves that expand too quickly to ensure that there is enough food for the wolves themselves and other predators.

If someday there are foreign creatures invading, such as the hobgoblins you saw yesterday, we will also expel or kill these creatures that do not belong to the Gray Haze Forest."

“Isolate invasive species and control the ecological balance…”

Ivan blurted out while drinking the broth.