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"Silly Bird" glared at him angrily.

Willie pressed Snowy Owl's head and said, "No."

"Then how do you think it belongs to a magic pet?" Sean untied the bandage on his arm.

Viri had no choice but to explain the cause and effect in detail. Sean thoughtfully, and glanced sideways at Mason beside him: "Mason, do you know that magic pets are so smart?"

Following Sean's gaze, Viri also looked at the butler who had outstanding abilities but was always easily overlooked.

Mason has a handsome face, even the most outstanding person Viri has seen in the past twenty years.He has long light golden hair, very light in color, almost white.The eyes are beautiful emerald green, like young leaves stretched in early spring.

Willie wondered why he hadn't noticed him before?

It stands to reason that Mason is a very compelling talent.

Mason showed a shallow smile: "The intelligence of a magic pet depends on the level of the mage's ability. Maybe you have never seen a mage before."

Xiao En was dissatisfied: "You are talking nonsense. I have seen Dharma saints, although they are all dead. It has only been 20 years since the end of the war. How could there be another Dharma saint so soon?"

The tragedy of the war was beyond everyone's imagination, and not only ordinary people were involved, but also the "omnipotent" mages who were usually "omnipotent".

Both the Holy See, the Empire, and the Principality suffered losses. Most of the Empire's mages were lost, and only three melons and two dates were left. They are now offered in the academy. I hope they can teach a new batch of mages as quickly as possible.

"Is Mr. Steward also a mage?" Willie wondered, "I thought magic pets were as smart as snowy owls."

Sean took the first step: "How is it possible?"

Mason smiled, quickly exited their topic, leaned into Sean's ear and said, "I'll go prepare dinner for you."

Sean raised his head: "Go." He paused, and then said: "Let's go inside and sit by the lake at night, it's still a bit cold."

Willie readily agreed.

After they sat down in the room, the servants brought them drinks. Willy was the unshakeable milk, and Sean was naturally the same coffee.The snowy owl squatted beside Willy, staring curiously at the boiling milk, which was a round ball, like some kind of decoration.

Holding the warm milk, Viri warmed up all over, and the bloody smell that was sticking to his body before was dispelled by the sweet milk smell.

"Frank told me, you found the robbers, how are you doing? Did you take revenge?" Sean said.

He still remembered Viri clearly going crazy when he saw blood, but now Viri's eyes were gentle and calm, and there was no sign of madness at all.Fortunately, Sean was puzzled at the same time, suspecting that Veri really went out for an afternoon and did not take revenge.

Willie whispered: "It's been solved, don't worry, it's been so many years, my problem has been cured long ago."

"That's good," Sean felt relieved, "I thought I had to find you, lest you go crazy..."

He didn't finish the sentence, and Willi could catch him.

Willie was taken aback, and smiled helplessly, "I'm no longer a young man in his twenties who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth." He naturally remembered the past when Sean helped him clean up the mess everywhere.

"But you're still 20," Sean said.

Old friends met each other with a smile, and shared memories, so that the gap that had not been seen for 20 years disappeared without a trace.

"Speaking of this, I have something to ask you." After such interruptions, the atmosphere between the two became much more relaxed, and there was no longer the vague embarrassment before.

"Huh?" Sean took a sip of coffee, raised his chin, and signaled him to continue talking.

"Does the mercenary guild know about the 'scepter'?"

"Scepter?"

"Yes, the scepter, I don't know what it is called, but you are the head of the mercenary guild. So I think, so you should know what the scepter represents."

Sean put down his glass and pondered, "I do know some news, but what's going on, to be honest, I'm also confused and don't know very well. Tell me how you know it first?"

Turn back the time to two hours ago, the Evel Tavern.

When Willie asked that question, John suddenly smiled.

It is the kind of indifferent, contemptuous smile, the smile faced by the loser.

"Since you know, do you still dare to kill me? Mr. Willie." John's tone suddenly became calm.

Viri stretched out his hand, the palm hung on his forehead, and a faint light appeared in his palm.

"It seems that you have indeed forgotten," Viri said lightly, "I have killed countless priests on the battlefield, and your brain will tell me everything I want to know."

There are countless magics about torture and interrogation in the army. In the 12th year of War No. [-], the wizards of the empire developed a magic that reads memories.It can quickly grasp the enemy's intelligence - if you can't pry your mouth, you can work directly from your brain.

However, the casting of this kind of magic has a price, and it is not the caster who pays the price, but the person whose memory is read.

It will not hurt people's lives, but it has other side effects.The brain of the person whose memory has been read will be temporarily closed due to the attack—in simple terms, it will become a fool for a period of time.

It can be as long as a few years, or as short as a few days.

This is unbearable enough.

In the years after the memory-reading magic came out, the Holy See also learned of the existence of the spell, but it has never been able to crack it. It will not be recorded on the parchment, but can only be passed on orally.After the death of mages one after another, there are very few people who can use this spell, and Viri is one of them.

John also recognized the spell, his face changed drastically, and he threw his head back, trying to escape Willy's restraint.

However, how could he possibly match against Viri, after a few moves, he was pressed on the greasy chair by Vili.

John no longer had time to pay attention to the bench that he had disliked for a long time, his thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly recited the spell silently.

boom--

John disappeared into the sudden appearance of smoke.

Viri frowned, let go of his hand, and there was an alchemy puppet lying quietly in his palm.

The doll is painted with mysterious lines, behind it, there is a cross, at first glance, it looks like a flower.

"It really is a member of the Holy See." Willy squeezed the doll tightly.

It turns out that the Holy See has not given up, is still training priests, and even has the ability to send people to study in Imperial College, but it has been concealed tightly, without revealing the slightest bit of information, which can be called flawless.

If it wasn't for being bumped into by him this time, otherwise it wouldn't be revealed.

What's more... It's hard to say whether this John is the real John or not.

Turning around, he turned his gaze to the mercenaries lying on the ground.

"I read their memories," Viri said slowly, taking a sip of milk, "because of the 'scepter'."

"A month ago, these three-legged cat mercenaries explored on the edge of the misty forest and stumbled into a mysterious altar. There were many gold and silver jewels hidden in that altar, and there were many paintings made of gold powder, silver powder, etc. The murals." Viri recalled the murals he saw in the mercenary's memory, and said deliberately.

"The murals tell a story."

Sean listened carefully, and couldn't help asking: "What story?"

"Don't worry about the story, we'll tell it later," Viri said maliciously. "Those mercenaries took part of the treasure without authorization. They walked out of the altar unscathed. They thought they could leave the forest of mist in half a day. But they walked for a day and couldn't get out."

"When they were resting at night, the night watchman found someone hiding in the forest and was watching them all the time." Viri said quietly.

Sean had goosebumps on his arms. The dignified president of the mercenary guild was so frightened by the horror story: "Don't use this tone."

Viri chuckled: "The undead attacked them."

Sean straightened his back and became serious instantly: "Undead? Are you sure?"

"The memory of the mercenaries I read is so correct," Viri spread his hands, "We haven't seen what the real undead look like, it's just speculation. Anyway, when this group of mercenaries rests at night, a large group Skeletons attacked them. Let's call the living skeletons undead for now."

Those skeletons showed an ominous pale color, and blue flames burned in their eye sockets. With their appearance, the Misty Forest really fell into a white mist just like its name.

Those mercenaries didn't have mages, and all relied on cold weapons like bows and arrows, so naturally they couldn't do any damage to these hard skeletons.

After the attack was fruitless, the mercenaries howled and fled in all directions.

"They were saved by John, John—" Willie paused, "He used to be my student, in fact, I don't even know whether his name is John or not."

"He's a priest."

Sean jumped up from the sofa in shock: "Can the Holy See still train priests?"

John appeared, staff in hand, and lightly saved them from the skeletons' pursuit.

He calls himself a priest, not a mage.

Priest is a priesthood unique to the Holy See, possessing magical healing abilities.

Back then on the battlefield, Willie and Sean had suffered enough from the priest.Magic talent and priest talent are two completely different measurement systems. Until the end of the war, the empire could not know the secrets about priests.

The empire won the war, and the empire believed that one of the main reasons was that all the priests were killed—whether they were assassinated or died of exhaustion on the battlefield. In short, the Holy See did not have this amazing healing ability.

Sean smiled wryly: "This is not so good, the abilities of those priests, to be honest, I still remember them vividly."

Just by waving his staff lightly and singing a few obscure scriptures, the priest can make the seriously injured and dying people heal quickly.Burns, frostbite, even a big hole in the stomach or chest, can be cured by them lightly.

"It's almost a god's power," Viri said, "except that it can't bring the dead back to life."

Sean clutched his forehead, obviously not wanting to recall the nightmarish memory on the battlefield.

The same injury, the empire's pharmacist was helpless, but it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the priests.

Therefore, even if the number of soldiers on both sides is very different, the Holy See has been able to fight the Empire for nearly 20 years.

Thinking of the past, Viri also had a stomachache, so he changed the subject and talked about the mercenary group before.

This mercenary regiment is a group that is not in the mainstream, and even the basic configuration of the mercenary regiment that everyone defaults to is not enough. There are no mages, no pharmacists, and only a group of reckless people-the consequence is that a group of three-legged cats can only live in the mist. The edge of Sen spins.

"After leaving the forest of mist, John asked them a few questions, and then joined this third-rate mercenary group." The disgust on Viri's brow revealed faintly, "Those mercenary groups were originally robbers, but I heard that being a mercenary can After making a fortune, they went to register with the Mercenary Guild and took several missions, but all ended in failure. They seem to be a mercenary group, but they are actually a nest of robbers."

"Your guild is too careless, why do you accept everything?" The disgust in Viri's eyes almost overflowed.

Sean felt wronged: "Hundreds of mercenary regiments are born every day, and we can't control so many."

Willie snorted softly, expressing disdain.

"After John joined the mercenary group, he healed the old wounds of some of them, and made them follow him. John seems to hate the empire, so even if the mercenary group robs, he will not stop it."

"Having said so much, why did this pastor join them?" Sean said.

"It's because of the 'scepter'." Willie looked directly at him and said slowly, "John asked a total of three questions, and the last question was inextricably linked to the scepter."

At that time in the forest of mist, the mercenaries who escaped from the siege of skeletons almost regarded John as the savior.

There is nothing to say, nothing to say.

Willy: "John asked them, how did they mess with the undead?"

The mercenaries looked at each other in blank dismay. Someone said that it might be related to the altar they entered by mistake.In order to prove the truth of their words, they brought out the treasure for John to look over carefully.

"Those treasures are all painted with flower-like crosses." Willie stretched out his hand to Sean. "I forgot that badge when I was changing clothes. You must have saved it for me. Give it to me."

Sean cursed: "What kind of contemptuous look do you have? Help you put it away, and you still dislike it?" Although he was reluctant, he moved very neatly, took out the badge box from his arms, and threw it to Veri.

Viri snorted softly: "You don't even know what this is, so you dare to give it away?"

He took out the badge, and under the light, the relief of single-petaled violets shimmered.The petals on the cameo are more elongated than on real violets, and the lower petals are especially long.However, because the petals are slightly curled, people can't think of other things for a while.

But as long as the petals are flattened in the mind, this violet is a cross.

"Look carefully," Willie threw the badge back again, "I just realized that a circle is added to the intersection, which is the cross we often see before, and it means eternal life in the Holy See of Auger."

Sean's forehead twitched: "This...who can see this!"

Viri comforted him: "I also read their memories to know."

"The badge itself should be fine, I asked Mason to check it for me," Sean muttered, looking over and over at the magnificent violet badge in his hand, "I had the exact same badge before, and it saved my life, so I put it on The remaining one is for you."

Viri: "It should be that the priest's healing power is hidden in it, which is similar to the effect of a magic scroll."

Sean threw the badge aside: "Go on."

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