Chapter 391 The difficult road to rebuild the magic tower
Hill sighed, for the sake of this high-level mage who lived a very difficult life: "What's his name?"
"Santos Bawudong, a 17th-level mage. He has just become a mage." Liszt replied, "In Ta Ling's memory, Bawudong is a small noble family. But Mr. Santos is the second son of the second son.
The world's requirements for nobles are not that high, probably because most people with noble backgrounds can still work in the church even if they cannot become knights.
As long as you have enough faith and a little qualification, you can become a priest.
However, the status of Paladins is a little higher than that of ordinary priests. After all, the gods in this world still need to use violence to protect their own interests.
It is normal for countries ruled by hostile gods to be enemies of each other. If the powers of the gods were stronger, some countries would even be enemies for thousands of years."
"For thousands of years?"
"Yes, so far, except for the most powerful gods, no one dares to offend them, and almost all the other gods are not the same ones as before.
Mr. Hill, this is the world of God War.
Of course, the battle between the good and evil camps becomes more intense. Every thousand years, the so-called war between good and evil begins.
The evil camp wants to destroy the world, and the good camp wants to save the world from evil.
Although little is known about Ta Ling, the legend of the end of the world has always been the mainstream in this world.
However, every time such a terrifying evil god appears, a righteous god will sacrifice himself and die together with the evil god."
"Which one? Is it the same one?" Hill asked sensitively.
"No, but it seems that the priesthood can be attributed to one person." Liszt explained, "The powerful gods in the big world have many priesthoods, usually more than a dozen."
Hill nodded: "It seems that we need to read a lot of books. Let's continue talking about Mr. Santos."
"As Mr. Santos, he was supposed to become a pastor and rely on his family's strength to become the chief priest of a church in a small city.
However, the Bawudong family encountered a bit of economic crisis that year, so Mr. Santos' father, the Bawudong Knight, married the daughter of a wealthy businessman.
It's a pity that when the crisis passed, the knight felt that he had been wronged."
Hill frowned. The bad nature of nobles was similar in every world.
"He gave Mr. Santos's admission qualification to one of his illegitimate sons who was said to be very talented." Liszt showed a trace of disdain on his face. Santos is a magician!
If he joins the temple, with his qualifications, the archbishop will definitely be fine, and he can even reach the cardinal level, which is about the same level as the legendary knight.
"Aristocrats in this world allow illegitimate children to have such a high status?" Hill was surprised.
"The church! Sir." Liszt sighed, "Isn't that the world of illegitimate children! Think of those guys in the aristocratic church!
Each of them claimed that they had dedicated everything to God and that it was impossible for them to get married and have children.
Even if the gods don't care whether their priests have their own families, generally speaking, only priests at the priest level get married.
Only by cutting off all small loves can you dedicate your great love to your Lord God!
However, every major temple has a strange kind of priest who has lived in the temple since he was a child. It is said that he is very favored by the gods and can become the chief priest of the church as soon as he reaches adulthood.
This is already the default reality of this world.
The inheritance rights of the nobles are not in the hands of the male master, but whether the female master has enough ability to suppress all challengers."
Hill couldn't help but said "Huh?": "Is this going to cause chaos in the world?"
"So, the noble women in this world all marry down. And many of them will choose to become believers of the church, and all of them are good at magic.
Especially the kind that purifies and detoxifies.
The healing magic can only be used by official priests."
Hill instantly understood why Santos was unlucky.
No matter how rich a wealthy businessman's daughter is, she can't suppress her shameless husband.
"Mr. Santos's mother was wise and she always knew that her husband was forced to marry her.
However, her family needs the reputation of the Bawudong family, and she still wants the name of that noble lady.
She finally sent her son to learn magic."
"What kind of logic is this?" Hill asked helplessly, "If Mr. Santos is qualified, then the temple won't refuse to accept him, right?"
"It's not so easy to get a position in the church. Without the help of the family, you have to slowly climb up from the lowest level of the priest, or even become the subordinate of the illegitimate son." Liszt said with a smile, "Mr. Santos and him
It’s impossible for my mother to accept it.”
Hill sighed: "Okay, no one can accept it."
"Although Mr. Santos's mother clan gave him the resources to start, when his level gets higher and higher, businessmen who can only rely on small nobles simply cannot provide enough resources." Liszt took inventory of the large warehouse and transferred
Turning his head towards Hill, he said, "So all his subsequent resources were obtained by working as bodyguards for those big multinational businessmen.
He is a battle mage and doesn't know much about side jobs. Moreover, the magical arts in this world are too advanced, and alchemy cannot be used at all.
Alchemy and blacksmiths are quite popular, but most mages don’t have that physical strength.”
"Is there anything good?" Hill still asked.
"They are all the most common things, which is very suitable for Mr. to get familiar with the minerals of this world. As for the others, Ta Ling has probably been unconscious for a long time, and the food and cloth can no longer be identified.
But I have more or less memorized the materials and weaving methods of some of the better cloths, and just let the puppets of life weave some according to them."
Hill nodded and followed Liszt out.
"Let's go directly to the fifth floor! There is a large library and a small laboratory for the use of apprentices. The fourth and third floors are the residences of apprentices. The second floor is their canteen and small kitchen."
"Seventh floor?" Hill asked hesitantly.
"Without elemental power, all the magic plants are dead." Liszt shook his head: "There are all those plants in the seed warehouse. Let's plant them again when the time comes!"
Hill scratched his head: "Then why did he choose to build the tower here?"
"Because he can only afford the land title here." Liszt replied, "There are so many countries in the world, how can there be a place where there are no people.
There are countries even in the desert, and the same is true in the ocean.
Every corner is clearly marked with price. Fortunately, no matter how many countries we change, they still recognize the original title deed.”
"The land deed?" Hill asked in a daze.
"The obsidian box is the one engraved inside." Liszt replied, "As long as this box is there, there is a certificate here!"
Hill couldn't say anything anymore. He felt that his outlook on life had been greatly impacted.
Trasil is such a great place!
Silently, he followed Liszt down and put away the dozens of rows of bookshelves. Compared to the study room at the top and the tower owner's own library, there were more books in this large library.
Probably because ordinary books are also here.
Fortunately, this magician still has some sense of being a mage. All the bookshelves are alchemy bookshelves, which are not only dust-proof, fire-proof, but also moth-proof.
After Hill was thankful, he realized that his requirements had actually become so low.
Hill flew back to the ground helplessly. He was about to destroy it directly but was stopped by Liszt: "Sir, please remove all those obsidian bricks. Use them to build ancillary buildings."
Hill looked at Liszt blankly: "I can convert obsidian myself."
"Your one is too good to be used for the buildings outside the magic tower." Liszt couldn't bear to say, "Sir, even the most extravagant mage in the world would not dare to use such pure obsidian to build the exterior walls of ordinary buildings.
This kind is mixed with many other materials, and it looks like it has been used before. It is already a luxury that only a very powerful legendary mage can have.
There is no earth goddess in this world. The priesthood of the earth has been broken down very finely, and even the goddess of the four seasons has been divided into four.
In this world, even the legendary mage cannot directly convert soil into obsidian, sir.
In Trasil, there is actually not many people who can do it.
Mr. Fran used an alchemical conversion method, which was a magic circle.
Sir, you can't even use obsidian for the walls of your own home. You don't need to see yourself to know that something is wrong."
Hill was silent for a long time, then raised his hand angrily, letting the tower slowly collapse from the top, floating the outermost obsidian bricks to the corner and placing them.
"You can do a better job in the basement. It is the most valuable part of a tower, and the protection is of course the greatest. In other places, please be sure not to use space crystals as if they are wholesale." Liszt said leisurely.
Then, he floated to the side with a happy smile on his face.
Hill concentrated on dismantling the tower, pretending that he didn't hear the tower spirit adding insult to injury.
He is not a fool. It is a temporary residence and he does not intend to stay permanently. What kind of space crystal should he use!
He doesn't need to store many things in the warehouse, there is a space as big as a pendant!
It was impossible for him to entertain any guests, so he could only meet a few people.
"Liszt, since he will accept employment from merchants, there should be many people who know about this magic tower!" Hill was a little confused. "Why has he been dead for so long and no one comes here? In your words,
At least the land is worth some money."
"He seems to only accept employment from a few large chambers of commerce. There are no non-believers in this world. He will only accept employment from businessmen who do not conflict with his own church." Liszt replied, "So I don't think anyone will come.
There are two possibilities. One is that he took on a big mission and killed all the people he knew well. The other is that he did not die on the spot and escaped with serious injuries.
So even if someone comes looking for you and finds no reply, they won't break in.
A seriously injured magician will never show mercy if he finds himself in danger.
His family property is not worth taking such a big risk."
Hill shook his head helplessly: "I hope he will be the first."