When the edge of the clouds takes on an orange-gold color, the sky slowly brightens, and the outline of a golden sun overflows from under the sea level, carrying a biting sea breeze that has swept through this small seaside town.
Palermo, aristocratic district, corner of a luxurious manor.
The door of the inconspicuous wooden house opened with a creak. Woody rubbed his slightly focused and tired eyes. A night of carving made him almost forget the time. He squinted slightly and looked at the white fence of the manor.
yellowish light.
To be precise tonight, he only did two things. One was to dry, dehydrate, and boil the potion materials delivered to the manor in advance.
After finishing his work, he started carving the shark lizard skull with a handmade knife. Naturally, he couldn't do it well in one night, so he could only grind out the rough outline.
Thanks to his previous sculpting skills, he has now collected the largest bone of the shark lizard.
What had become an irregular shape has now become a natural shrine with the outline of an oak tree canopy.
Not only has it begun to take shape, it is also quite exquisite. It is many times more vivid and vivid than the previous simple drawings of wood and stone with patterns.
If nothing unexpected happens, in three days he will be able to harvest a natural shrine that can more easily communicate with nature and swear oaths.
So Woody thought of this, and the time spent this night was worth it.
Breakfast is simple smoked sausages and white bread made from finely ground wheat flour, plus a roasted quail and half a smoked salmon.
Weilanduo should go to a women's college today to go through the formalities, and Woody is not able to accompany her.
However, I made an appointment with her to visit a tailor shop in Palermo in two days. She needed to customize several sets of dresses to prepare for St. Lawrence. The previous ones were a bit too small and did not fit well. For the aristocratic circle,
This omission is naturally fatal.
Woody, on the other hand, thought about asking them to help make close-fitting leather armor from the skin of the shark lizard. Good armor is also another way to improve combat effectiveness.
Before leaving the manor, he asked Cromwell to help him go to the temple area.
After yesterday's heart-to-heart talk.
He can use the amount of money donated by his aunt with great calmness.
…
By the time Woody took the carriage to the beach outside the city again, the morning sun had risen, turning the waves in the sea into a golden color. Accompanied by the cry of early seagulls, Woody soon saw the girl again.
However, unlike the embarrassment we saw last time, Angelina even though her long burgundy hair was wet and slightly embarrassed, the heroic appearance between her eyebrows showed an inexplicable neutral beauty.
Wearing a linen dress, she was meditating at the moment, with her five hearts raised to the sky, and with a beam of morning sunlight cut into squares by clouds shining on her side face, for a moment, she seemed like a heavenly being.
More confident.
Seeing her appearance, Woody knew that there would be no problem with today's training.
"Good morning! Master Woody~"
Sensing the visitor, Angelena opened her eyes, a flash of joy flashed through her eyes, and she mocked, imitating the tone of a wine estate servant.
"Just call me Woody, but I hope you still have the strength to make such a sound later, come with me!"
The young man felt the moist and cold sea breeze penetrate into his chest, and the words he spat out were particularly inhumane. He did not care at all about the disabled girl with a broken hand in front of him.
Angelina naturally understood that this was Woody's reminder that training had begun, so she corrected her attitude and followed the boy in front of her to the end of the beach.
There was a carriage parked quietly on the edge of the road, and beside the carriage stood a priest of the Dawn Temple wearing a white robe.
Angelina was slightly startled when she saw the temple priest, but Woody's words in her ears were still so clear and peaceful.
"Before training begins, you naturally have to let your broken hand recover. Otherwise, the efficiency of one hand will be too slow..."
"But..." Angelina's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"No need to thank you, you deserve this." Woody's eyes were serious and his tone could not be refused.
He took a few steps forward, leaned slightly and said to the senior priest of Dawn Temple in front of him whom he asked Cromwell to help arrange.
"Pastor Hammond, that's her."
As a priest whose career level is over 10 and can cast 5-level divine spells, Hammond looked at Woody with a smile and nodded to show his understanding.
But looking at the disabled girl who was dressed in poor clothes despite her beautiful face, she couldn't help but confirm in a low voice.
"But are you sure you want to use the "Advanced Restoration Technique" on her?"
He has performed advanced restoration techniques on many people, but those who can afford this expensive magic are either wealthy nobles or powerful adventurers. For a weak poor girl, he is still the first
released.
Woody nodded without hesitation.
"Excuse me, Reverend Hammond."
"That's as you wish, Master Woody."
When Hammond saw his confirmation, he no longer hesitated. He directly raised the Dawn emblem on his chest and began to pray.
Angelena looked at the solemn man in front of her with uneasiness, not knowing how to fit in. But when she saw Woody standing next to the pastor, for some reason, her heart relaxed and she waited quietly for the milky white man.
The Holy Light is coming.
It takes ten minutes to cast the advanced restoration spell, and along with a long prayer, finally, a beam of holy light ends with the sweaty Hammond's voice, falls out of thin air, and instantly bathes Angelina in the white holy light.
Shrouded in light magic.
In less than three seconds, the broken part of her arm visibly grew a new bone, which was then filled with flesh, meridians and skin.
Seeing that the magic has been cured, Hammond will not stay here. The release of the magic this time is not without cost. In some ways, Hammond feels that he has entered the next level to master the 6th level of magic.
The day will be postponed a little further.
However, as long as he returns to the Temple of Dawn and contributes the gold coins given to him by the Edith family to the great Lord of Dawn, he will soon be able to make up for this consumption, and it will also increase.
"Thank you for your hard work, Pastor Hammond!" Woody leaned slightly to say goodbye and watched the pastor's carriage leave before turning back.
But just as he turned around, he felt a pair of dexterous hands embrace his back, and then there was a warm touch on his left cheek. This feeling went away as quickly as it came.
"Thank you."
Almost instantly, the visitor relaxed with the lingering sound in his ears.
The face of the monk girl was very normal, as if she was not the girl who just stood up on her bare feet and expressed her most sincere gratitude to him.
"Now that your hands are healed, let's start exercising! I hope you can still express your gratitude from the bottom of your heart!"
Once the episode was over, Woody regained his composure.
The next training is the top priority and should not be delayed.
I have a certain understanding of how the monks in Shenlong Temple train Woody.
——"Climbing Ceremony."
It was once said that the first legendary monk in the Far East to advance to the level of Divine Dragon Lord relied on his perseverance to move the dragon while climbing the mountain guarded by the dragon and complete the path of destiny.
The height of that mountain exceeds 10,000 meters, which is several thousand meters higher than the highest peak in Asenland, Dragon's Tooth Peak in Northland.
The way most of the monks in Shenlong Temple hone themselves is to find an extremely difficult and rugged mountain, and use their strong willpower, simple feet, and rudimentary clothes that cannot play any role to quickly climb to the top.
This type of summit climb has strict event restrictions. Generally, the ceremony is completed only if the climb is successful within 24 hours or 48 hours.
In order to successfully reach the summit, they often have to fail many times and spend months or even years on the mountain.
But as long as you successfully reach the top once, your strength will be significantly improved.
Monks like Shenlong Temple are most common in the Far East in the Broken Star Mountains, where the lowest peaks are over 3,000 meters high.
However, Palermo is a hilly area.
Every year, when the monsoon wind blows over the ruby-colored Thousand Sails Sea, the flat river valleys with undulating hilly vegetation will create waves.
The highest mountain peak is only one or two hundred meters, which cannot meet Angelena's needs.
"Put this on!"
Woody took out several legging-style black strips from the ring. These were the weight-bearing sandbags he made yesterday by holding up the gap. They can be tied to the legs and waist. The total weight is about 30kg.
As a monk, Angelina's physique and strength should not be underestimated. Although she didn't understand what these leggings were used for, she still tied them tightly to her body obediently.
"It's very easy! I can add some more."
The weight that 30kg brought to her body made Angelina feel okay. Of course, the main reason was the touch of the new palm, which made her a little overjoyed and full of strength.
Lin and the others must be very happy to see it!
Woody shook his head after hearing this.
"No, that's all, just tie them up. Now come back to the cave with me. Your task today is to take these sandbags and jump back to the cave, and then turn back here. If you go back and forth ten times, you will have completed today's mission.
Trained."
"So...simple?" Angelena's eyes were a bit incredulous. After all, any worker at the dock might be able to do this kind of task. After all, it only weighs 30kg. With ten trips plus a round trip, the distance is about 20 kilometers.
She never goes out to sea for more than this distance to fish.
"Simple? I hope you will still find it simple later."
Woody didn't bother to explain. The professor showed her how to use power poses and how to jump. She just shrugged and started walking towards the beach.
"Bend your legs and put your weight forward."
Watching Woody go away, Angelina started training without hesitation. She silently recited the key points Woody taught her and let her mind go.
Swing your hands back and start jumping.
Then for the first frog jump, Angelena felt her legs sink and she sank deeply into the sand.
Her heart suddenly sank.
…
In the early morning, accompanied by the gentle sea breeze, such a scene appeared on the deserted beach.
The two figures, one behind the other, moved slowly under the morning sun, accompanied by the sound of waves and wind.
The former is a neatly dressed young man with black hair. He is holding a diary and walking slowly on the beach. The halo of magic is shining in his golden pupils.
The latter was a girl in gray who was carrying a sandbag and her face was a little red. There were red marks on her fair skin. She felt that this task was far more difficult than she imagined.
Wiping the sweat from her forehead, this was her first round trip, and before she even reached half the distance, Angelina felt that her strength was almost exhausted.
However, there was no trace of sadness on her face. Instead, she was full of fighting spirit. She looked at the figure in front of her with bright eyes. Her mind had begun to discard distracting thoughts and take this new practice seriously.
She's starting to get the hang of it after multiple jumps.
Stand with your feet wider than your shoulders, your toes pointed slightly outward, your shoulders stretched back, and your hips slightly drooped back.
This way she can jump far and steadily.
Keep dancing!
On the other side, Woody has already begun to look through the diary belonging to the gray dwarf, which he took from the lair of the shark lizard.
He used the scroll of "Language Comprehension".
After the scroll was used, Woody could only understand the large section of Underworld text on the title page that meant a few words, but now it was extremely easy to read it.
This scroll allows him to read a foreign language as proficiently as his native language, and reading a diary is a no-brainer.
While supervising Angelena's training progress behind him, he began to flip through the diary belonging to the gray dwarf.
The owner of the diary is Seluman from Black Tallinn, a devout gray dwarf. He vainly wants to find the lost faith of Durag in Black Tallinn.
According to what the diary says.
He first learned about Dulag's story from an ancient religious book, and looking at his fallen compatriots, a power called redemption surged in his heart, so he began to search for religious books that described the history of Black Tallinn.
Owned Temple of Durag.
It was impossible to tell from the date how many years ago it was, but at least one thing was certain. He spent at least ten years looking for the temple.
From the Dark Calendar year 781 until Woody turned to the later part of the page, the date recorded in the footer had reached the year 792.
The young and reckless Seluman has also transformed from a gray dwarf boy with a beard that has not yet grown into a mine overseer Seluman with a beard hanging down from his chest.
Although he has never mentioned it to anyone in the past ten years, he has never given up his dream of finding the Dulag Temple.
After quickly scrolling through the long paragraphs of emotional outpourings and complaints about his own tribe, Woody quickly turned to the second half of the diary and quickly checked it. Finally, he saw the information related to the Dulag Temple again.
"...I'm so stupid. I should have thought of it. Two centuries ago, the Black Tallinn was not here at all. So no matter how I walked through the mine, I couldn't find the ruins of Dulag. It was a waste of ten years.
Years of time.”
Woody then looked down.
"I know! I spent two pots of black mushroom wine and learned from Kasaqi that two centuries ago, the ruins of the old city of Black Tallin were actually in the underground lake upstream. The collapse caused by rising water will be huge.
The black tower forest was submerged, and I knew that the great Dulag was there to guide me."
"I resigned from the position of overseer, took my slaves and the gray dwarf children I had adopted over the past ten years, and set out to find the location of Dulag's temple. I believe that Dulag's great will will soon
When I return to the Black Tower Forest, I will let these fallen tribesmen know."
"Only faith can last forever!"
Woody also saw the sentence inscribed under the statue in the yellowed diary again. He was a little crooked, and it was obvious that the person who wrote it was in a particularly excited mood.
"I implore the Lord who protects all gray dwarves, the protector who walks in the wilderness and ruins, please bless the people in the gray rock again!"
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...I'm sorry to get it so late, but my strength is limited... Alas, the red envelope has been sent out, but the extra update is far away...
