After pushing aside the crystal spikes that had only decorative meanings, Roland immediately discovered that the silver chains that bound the crystal crosses had many small black lines twisting and imprinted on them like snakes.
Most people might think it's just decoration.
But Roland understood that it was a variant of Astral Language.
If translated, it is...
"People come from dust, and return to dust," Roland muttered softly, holding the scepter in his left hand, gently brushing the chain with his right hand, and turning the traces on it to the front, "Everything will eventually return -
"
So far, Roland has smoothed the chain completely. The words engraved on it have naturally returned to the end.
Roland wasn't even sure that he was reading the beginning of this sentence.
It would also be read fluently if it were "All things must eventually return. People come to dust and return to dust."
Because of the special grammar of Astral Language, this sentence can be formed into a sentence no matter it starts with any word and ends with it.
But Roland somehow knew that he had read it correctly at first.
"——Don't overstep, don't think too much, don't be greedy," the inexplicable impulse in his heart made Roland continue to read softly, "Everything is like this, everything is the same."
"……This is?"
Anvilia showed a surprised look for the first time.
There is no doubt that as the eldest princess of the High Elves, she can also understand Astral Language.
It has been nearly a thousand years since she got this scepter, and she remembers every word on it clearly.
No matter which word she started with, she would always remember the final two sentences in her mind.
There are a total of thirty-two proverbs. These are the words of wisdom left by the eternal sleep master.
Even if you are not her believer, you can still benefit from it.
Therefore, she knew very well that the two sentences Roland added later should not be the content above.
"This is Chapter 2, Section 12 of the Teachings."
Inexplicable knowledge appeared in Roland's heart. He met Anvilia's gaze and couldn't help blurting it out.
"Does the inheritance of the Everlasting Master still exist in the world?"
As a result, Anvilia's expression became even more surprised than before.
But Roland could only hesitantly change the subject, not daring to delve deeper.
——Because Roland had never heard of "Teaching" before.
Let alone before. Even five minutes ago, Roland had never heard of such a thing.
As far as the name is concerned, this thing seems to be quite compatible with the Changmian Mentor - after all, it is "mentor" and "teaching".
However, Roland was even more convinced that he had never heard of this thing before. Otherwise, with Roland's memory, he would not forget it easily.
But just when this idea came to Roland's mind, Roland seemed to see a thick book turning quickly in front of his eyes. Roland didn't have any resistance, and he completely remembered it in his mind in an instant.
...No matter how you think about it, nothing feels right.
This is not like the knowledge that Master Changmian directly passed on to me... If you think about it carefully, this phenomenon seems to be because you touched this scepter?
But unexpectedly, the long-sleeping tutor had been silent since he woke up. If he hadn't heard a faint chuckle of pleasure behind him at the moment Roland blurted out the words, Roland would have thought that the tutor had accidentally disconnected.
Could it be that you are angry because you didn’t pray in the morning when you got up?
Don't make trouble, Master Tutor. Other priests have the blessing of gods and cannot have nightmares. Naturally, they feel very energetic when they wake up every morning. It's okay to get up and say morning prayers... But for Roland, who has not developed this habit before.
He said that with morning prayers and night prayers, Roland sometimes forgot to pray twice a day.
…When I establish a church, I will ask those lovely believers to pray five times a day! Morning Prayer, Morning Prayer, Noon Prayer, Evening Prayer, and Last Prayer—or any other name will do!
But then again, why did the instructor suddenly become silent?
Roland couldn't help but feel puzzled.
But since the instructor has no objection, then Roland can do it with confidence——
"Are you going to take it away now, Lord Voter?" Anvilla looked at Roland with a smile.
"There's no rush." Roland showed a rather official smile, "If you don't mind, it's okay to keep this scepter with you for the time being."
"oh?"
"Because you have protected it for hundreds of years, we have reason to believe that you will protect it better. I will feel relieved if it is with you."
"oh?"
"——Of course, Your Highness Anvilia."
Roland's face was filled with a relaxed and cheerful smile, giving people a feeling of sunshine: "During this period, you can use the power of this artifact as you like."
"Aren't you the chosen one of the Sleeping Master...can you make this decision? Can your Pope propose it?"
Don't blame Anvilia for asking this question.
Generally speaking, the various diplomatic affairs of the Holy See are handed over to the inspectors from the outside world or the Pope. Basically, when the gods want to use the electorate, except for the crisis of exterminating the religious sector, other
People actually have a job where they have to get blood on their fingers.
"Of course...although I am not the Pope yet."
Roland said calmly and dissatisfied.
…Wait a minute, now?
Anvilia raised her eyebrows and smiled knowingly.
"...That's it."
She immediately extended her hand to Roland generously: "Please let me know when the next pope's election starts. I have lived for so many years. I am more or less an old woman. I still have no problem helping you win votes.
of."
In fact, what Anvilla said is no different from cursing the current pope to die of a cerebral hemorrhage immediately.
——Although there is no pope in the Sleeping Master now.
But Roland didn't dare to answer Anvilia's second sentence.
One of the few things he knew about Anvilia was that Anvillia didn't like people talking about her age. It didn't matter whether it was too much or too little, just telling her the truth.
He will also be unhappy.
The smartest way was not to say anything. Roland pretended not to have heard.
At the same time, Roland looked at Anvilia's outstretched hand and knew that she understood what he meant, and couldn't help but smile with relief.
It seems she understands.
So Roland also put his hand on hers and held it tightly with both hands.
"All glory belongs to the mentor - I hope to be allies with all the saints of the dormant mentor."
"...To live and die together, to share adversity...I agree."
As the two people finished speaking, silver light suddenly shone out from the hands of Roland and Anvilya, turning into silver runes and directly covering half of Roland and Anvillia's arms.
Thus, the contract was established.
——Of course, that is not the God of Contract.
The God of Contract would never dare to attack Anvilia at will.
That guy was surprisingly timid, which was in stark contrast to his height of nearly two meters.
"Then we will become allies."
Anvilia's tone was affirmative.
Roland also nodded happily.
"Then, my dear ally, His Highness Anvilia, please help me prepare the identity I will use in the White Tower. My current identity is a bit troublesome. To be honest, I don't really want to take action against the guys from the Waste Bureau. After all,
Although they are disobedient, they are still your people."
Roland said with a smile.
"Of course no problem."
Anvilia also smiled and said: "Xiao An Ruosi's fiancee, guardian, love at first sight transfer student - which of these three identities do you want? To be honest, I am not optimistic about the two of you, after all, Xiao An Ruosi
Although Si is very powerful, he is just a piece of wood after all."
"You think so? Our little princess Su Ze?" (To be continued.)
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