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

Rillifane Rolahil, the former god of nature in the elven pantheon and retired lord of the forest, also known as the old skeleton.

In Fulei's memory, this old man had a weird personality, was stingy, and spoke incoherently, but he was a very reliable old guy.

Even though Frey Starsong has now become Rillifane's follower and student, she cannot change her impression of and address for the old skeleton in a short time.

In the underground temple, this stingy old man always used various excuses to put off Frey who came to him to learn divine arts.

What? Today I have to examine Teacher Lati, and tomorrow I have to trim the branches of the big tree in the temple...

It took him several days to squeeze out a divine spell, and they were all first or second level spells, which were as low as they could be.

However, thanks to the efforts of the old man and Mr. Leia, Teacher Lati can already see the general face shape on the meat ball.

A few days ago, the stingy old man suddenly said that he was going on a long journey. Mr. Holy Spirit Finn thought that the old man was going back to the previous tomb to pick up Sister Monkna.

For this purpose, Mr. Holy Spirit asked Frey to repair his possessed statue and sprayed it with some special moon elf perfume.

But for several days, the old man didn't come back.

Until Frey received the magic communication from the stingy old man. The content was very simple: go to the druid station west of the Gray Haze Forest to find him.

Frey Starsong was both delighted and frightened.

My new friend Lian is right there, but there is also a perverted human among the druids who doesn't even spare the undead...

After hesitating for a long time, Frey put on her little dress and left the underground temple through the teleportation array left by the old man.

As a "ghost" without breathing, Frey passed through most of the gray haze forest very smoothly. While walking, she kept an eye on the old man's figure, in case this evil old man suddenly jumped out from the side of the road and scared her.

However, when Frey walked to the gate of the base, she didn't notice where the old man was. Her eyes were all attracted by the "big city wall" that looked like it grew out of trees.

The Elf Courtyard also has a circular wall, but compared to the wall we see now, it is a real wall.

The high druid wall in front of him was at least twice as high as the elves' stone wall, and there were several druid uncles walking around on it.

The wall is high, but people can walk on it... How wide must it be...

Frey was watching so intently that she automatically ignored the old man hiding on the side of the road, ready to scare the dead with the dead.

But she still knew why the old man wanted to come here by himself.

So, Frey took off her clothes and stood in front of the city gate, introducing herself in her clear and rhythmic voice.

"Uncle Druid! I am Frey Starsong!

She is a friend of Miss Lian and Miss Xiling.

Are they there?"

I didn't know if I said something wrong, but an uncle smoking a pipe next to me burst into laughter.

While laughing, he patted the shoulder of the uncle who greeted him.

The uncle, who had just stared with his eyes wide open and looked quite scary, suddenly looked listless.

He said in a voice as if he had suffered a fatal blow, "Lian is not here, I'll go call Xiling," and then turned and left in a dejected manner.

Now Frey didn't understand why the uncle had such a reaction.

……

“To tell the truth, old skeleton, I have no objection to your coming as a guest;

But when you said you wanted to have academic exchanges, our Minister of Religion was still dizzy!

How about I ask Lian to chat with you? She talks a lot..."

“Sister Frey, let me tell you, although this Ironhead is a big man, we have a very good relationship with him and Senna!

Senna? Senna is the one hiding at the door and peeking...”

"Mainly, one of your kind has been spying on me lately, and it's making me really upset.

You guys who do this kind of work don’t really care about other people’s privacy…”

"Sister Frey, do you know?

Tietou and his friends also have a pervert!

The kind that still wets his pants at this age is no different from the perverts we have here..."

"..."

In the Oak Hall, two groups of people gathered at opposite ends of a long table, having two completely different conversations.

The old skeleton who had been showing off for a long time holding a wooden cup, if it weren't for the fact that there was no skin or flesh on his face, Alvin would have seen him as an old guy with an extremely obscene smile.

“I am not here to see your pastor;

What kind of academic exchange can that big guy with muscles on his brain do?

I'm here for you, human boy."

"Me? Don't mess with me, Master...

Don't you see what's going on in the base right now?

Xi Ling finally convinced everyone and prepared to start preparing the land for the test field;

It is still unknown when the Fallen in the east will launch a second attack;

There is also a giant beast in the Haze Forest that came from nowhere, although I have a rough idea of ​​what it is;

And to the north...what was that strange thing that Philohill said..."

A certain half-elf lady tilted her head suddenly, thinking to herself: Aren't these things done by Philothir and me...

The old skeleton, who didn't know the truth, had the flexible fire in his eyes change colors, and then he said to Ivan:

"Human boy, I won't bother you. Just focus on your work and I'll just watch."

"Old Skeleton, do you have a misunderstanding of the word 'making trouble'..."

"In exchange, I also brought an incredible gift..."

After saying that, he pointed to his two-handed sword placed on the long table and continued.

"It's a divine weapon. It's a genuine divine weapon!"

Hearing this, everyone in the hall gathered around instantly, and Lian and the others felt that gossip was not interesting at all.

"Is this a divine weapon? It looks so weird..."

A short half-elf rested his upper body on the edge of the table, kicking his legs in the air.

"Wow, so this is what the old man carried all the way..."

Another short undead tried to imitate Lian's posture and tried hard to climb onto the table.

"Two-handed sword? It seems that there are only a few people in the entire wilderness tribe who can use such a weapon..."

This is the "well-informed" Ironhead Wasteland. He wants to reach out and touch it, but he is worried that the artifact will bite his hand.

……

The statement that the artifact can bite your hands is actually not quite accurate - the artifact can not only bite your hands, it may also bite your brain.

The so-called divine artifacts are usually some small gadgets accidentally thrown into the main material world by a big shot in a star realm.

Because when God's objects are placed in the astral world, they are usually just ordinary, unremarkable items.

For example, a pottery bowl is used by gods in the kingdom of gods only for eating and drinking, or to show off the glazing process on the surface to a few gods who are close to them.

But if this ceramic bowl was accidentally broken and fell into the main material world, the power of this thing would be completely different.

Once in the Middle Ages, there was a mediocre wizard in the North whose intelligence was not even as good as that of an ordinary person. Just because he picked up a broken bowl thrown by an unknown god, he was directly bewitched by the small fragments and turned into a monster with only the desire to conquer in his heart.

Although he was chopped to pieces by the black man holding two scimitars in the end, he had previously summoned a group of evil monsters from the boss to accompany him in conquering the city.

Therefore, not only will the divine weapon bite you, it will also damage the brains of opponents who do not belong to the divine camp.

This is how most of the indigenous people in the Prime Material World think about artifacts - don't pick up unknown artifacts, don't trust strange gods, and personal information... cough cough...

In short, if you see a divine weapon, don't touch it. God knows what it will become when it reaches the main material world.

But standing next to the long table in the Oak Hall was a guy who was not a native.

A certain human pervert stood up nonchalantly, fearlessly placed his hand on the handle of the peculiarly shaped weapon, and then fell straight to the ground.