The quill rustled on the paper, the graceful Ansel font was extremely elegant, candle tears dripped silently, and the smell of ink flew away on the night wind.
The flickering candlelight lengthened the old man's back, and then let the dust fall to the ground. The statues of the gods in the corner were dim and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
The Principality of Moronir is also known as the "Principality of Scholars" by the world. It is a place of pilgrimage for all scholars, and it is an existence that all forces are unwilling to easily provoke. History, geography, astrology, language, writing, art
, etiquette, inheritance of the gods. The above are the main research objects of scholars, and these things are defined by the Principality of Moronir.
If the pinnacle powerhouse determines the layout of the Augu Continent, then the Principality of Moronil is the link between the nine principalities and the Augu King City. However, this relationship is falling apart day by day, just like Frost Riding Castle and Frozen Castle.
Tu Dalu has long refused any scholars to participate in imperial meetings, and even expelled all scholars from the territory.
Moreover, the scope of control of the Principality of Moronir is limited to the ancient continent, and this control is also weakening day by day. Because if even the throne is in danger, then there is no point in serving the illusory gods. This is like calling
For a hungry beggar to dance is simply putting the cart before the horse.
But in the Principality of Moronil, in this stone room, this kind of common sense has no existing value. The holy text is the only truth in the world, the only signpost that guides the direction of all souls, and the only way to fill the spiritual void.
Cornerstone.
The goose feather finally stopped at the lower right corner of the paper, and tonight's daily habit of copying sacred texts finally came to an end. After checking again and again, the old man nodded with satisfaction, but the teacup in his hand was already cold.
I stood up and walked to the window. I saw a crescent moon that was constantly shining with brightness, and the night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming moon had no idea when it would unfold. The noise in the distance could be vaguely heard, and the towering statues of the gods were always silently guarding Star City.
"Lord Joshua, it's getting late. Would you like to go to bed as soon as possible? It's windy at night, so you'd better put on your coat." When the personal guard saw the old man appearing on the balcony, he immediately came over with his robe in hand.
"It's okay, you can go and do your work. I want to stay by myself for a while." The old man waved his hand after hearing this, and then the bodyguard quietly exited the stone house.
This old man is Joshua, the ruler of the Principality of Moroni and the Principality of Scholars, and the longest living person in the ancient continent. Because he has served the gods all his life and is knowledgeable, he is called a "saint"
Name. The first person among the gods, Joshua can be said to be the spokesperson of the gods in the world.
In addition, it has lived for nearly a thousand years, so it is called the "living fossil of the Augu Continent" by the world. It can be said that all scholars in the Augu Continent, and even all the peak experts, are Joshua's disciples, at least in name.
It’s defined in this way, but no one actually acts that way.
But the Principality of Moroniel has always been able to stand, apart from its title of "Land of the Gods", more due to the fear of Saint Joshua. The strong are not to be feared, the strong are smart and cunning.
The enemy is not terrible, what is terrible is the fear of the unknown, the random thoughts before being unable to explore the depth of the opponent's strength.
Because the identity of Saint Joshua, the Great Magister, is known to the world, but he has never performed even one spell in front of the world. Not to mention the secret skills, even Joshua's magical properties have been a mystery for thousands of years.
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Hundreds of years ago, the mortal python Jörmungandr visited the ancient continent in person. Countless top human beings fell, and their broken limbs piled up into mountains. In the end, the saint Joshua came forward to reconcile with the other party, and the mortal python Ye
Menggard looked at Joshua with great interest, and finally turned and left with a smile.
No one knew exactly what they said, and no one could watch it up close. But that night, Saint Joshua's body was shaking from beginning to end, and he also returned to his true form from the "old man". He could
He could hide it from those peak experts, but he could not stop the prying eyes of the ancient ferocious beasts, or in other words, he did not dare to do so at all.
"Saint? It turns out that he is just a lowly remnant of ancient ferocious beasts, and he is still such a ridiculous thing! Why do you live alone in the ancient human continent, and why do you act like this?"
The earthly serpent Jörmungandr sat on the throne, while the saint Joshua prostrated on the ground, looking as humble as a servant meeting his master.
"That's right, how did you complete the 'Awakening Ceremony'? Don't mention countless dragon crystals falling from the sky!"
Hela stood next to Joshua, asking with a smile while kicking him with her toes. She didn't care about the gods, because the ancient beasts did not believe in the gods, and most of the gods scorned them.
It's just a clumsy way to control stupid people.
"It was this 'old man' who helped me complete the 'awakening ceremony', and I devoured him and replaced everything about him, including his name of 'saint'."
Joshua tremblingly replied, not daring to hide anything. The reality is so cruel. People in the world can sanctimoniously blame others for their shortcomings, or they can distort the facts and criticize anything they dislike, but once the other party chooses to use "
"Life or death" resolves the conflicts between them, and the weak one can only bow his head or become a corpse.
"Interesting, this is the biggest gain of my trip! Continue to be your 'saint'. I am looking forward to your future performances. Hela and I will come to watch them in person."
After saying this, the giant python Jörmungandr turned around and left with his sister Hela. The brother and sister were not interested in playing with the remains of an ancient ferocious beast, nor were they interested in revealing the truth for the ancient continent.
"Sir...Sir, what do I need to do for you? Collect intelligence on the ancient continent, or monitor some enemies?"
When Joshua saw that the brother and sister were really planning to leave, instead of feeling any joy in his heart, he felt a little panicked for no reason. He had also read a lot of human books over the years and knew that if he could not be used by the other party, he would be in trouble.
The other party can give up useless things at will. And most of the useless things will appear in the form of death.
"Collect intelligence? Monitor the enemy? What intelligence do I need? Who is worthy of being my enemy?"
"Put away your things, don't talk nonsense anymore, you don't have to pretend to be a 'saint', just go directly to the temple!"
The worldly python brother and sister finally drifted away, but in the eyes of the world, they became the performance of Saint Joshua turning the tide and his great achievements in redeeming the world.
Saint Joshua did not respond when he saw this, because he was still in endless fear at this moment, and he had no time to enjoy the applause and praise. But his "indifferent" appearance became a kind of
"Don't be surprised by honor or disgrace".
"Brother, why don't we also find a force to play with? I think King Aogu's palace would be good." Hela said with a smile while floating on the cold sea.
"Nonsense! Don't mention this kind of suggestion of self-degradation from now on. We, brother and sister, are the kings of this world, and they are servants. How can there be any reason for a king to pretend to be servants?" Jörmungandr snorted coldly after hearing this.
Then he returned to his true body and slowly swam towards the devil sea.
From that day on, Joshua has always been in control of the Principality of Moroniel. He enjoys his status as a "saint" and also likes reading and writing. He has no interest in war or fighting, and just wants to live a good life in this capacity.
Live on, and then wait a few hundred years, change your appearance and continue living like this.