Chapter 35 Is it a premonition from the bottom of my heart?
The scroll of the Shepherd Path will provide users with irregular, uncontrollable, irregular, and unclear inspiration, which can sometimes help them find their place in the chaotic torrent of the world. Therefore, when they feel confused and don’t know where to go,
Just use this magic and pray that inspiration will come to your mind. It has become the first habit of many shepherds and magicians.
Ringer had just become a magician and had not developed similar habits yet, so he shook his head and said: "There is no need."
Saint Xalia tilted her head in confusion, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "Why?"
"Because I have tried it before." The young man said: "The guidance of [Destiny Signpost] only limited the scope to the vicinity of Avion City, and could not be more detailed, so I think it is futile.
Try."
In fact, as early as the first day of the search, when no clues were found, Ringer asked Saint Shalia to use the power of the [Beacon of Destiny] to try to pinpoint the location of the legend. But the result was just as he said,
[Sign of Destiny] The golden thread drawn by it surrounds the entire city of Avignon. The area is vast and narrow, making it difficult to trace.
Presumably this is its principle: it can only guide people in the direction, but it will not directly bring them to the answer. In that case, people are not guided by fate, but at most they are strings controlled by others on the stage.
Just a doll.
But.
"I'm not talking about [Destiny Sign]." Saint Xalia blinked: "I mean, try it with your grace scroll magic."
Is there any difference?
Ringer thought, if even the [Destiny Beacon], which is the embodiment of destiny's royal power, cannot break the predicament, what role can a mere "premonition" of a shepherd's path sequence 9 grace roll magic play?
"That's not the case." Saint Xalia seemed to be able to guess what the young man was thinking. She shook her head and said in a very serious tone: "The two are different, Ringer. [Destiny Sign] is from
Interference from the outside, no matter what the source of the power that creates it, is ultimately an influence and interference from the outside world on the rationality of life; but the magic of the grace scroll is different, it comes directly from your soul, from those who created you.
The power of personality and spirit, in other words, also comes from your heart."
"When you don't know what to do, you should believe in your heart, Ringer."
She stared at the young man in front of her, her eyes quiet and serious.
Believe in your heart?
This statement is really like a line that only appears in fairy tales to put children to sleep. At least at Ringer's age, he shouldn't believe such childish things. But when he saw Saint Xalia's clear and clean vagina
But he was silent for a moment, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind, as if he should not let these spotless and clear eyes be dyed with some gloomy colors called gloom or disappointment, just like he should not be able to knock open the pebbles at the bottom of the white river.
, let the water flow corrode and create ugly holes.
He avoided looking and nodded slightly: "Yes."
It’s worth giving it a try.
The young man said to himself in his heart.
He pulled his spirituality and extended it to the first fruit that was conceived on the ancient sacred tree that stood majestically in the vast ether sea. He ignited it with some mysterious power and "saw" it release a surging red light beam.
, like a star shining brightly under the infinite universe. Some kind of wonderful, indescribable feeling gradually flows throughout the body and merges with the body and soul, but it is fleeting and cannot be captured.
Lin Ge pressed his forehead and found no special changes. It felt the same as usual.
The shepherd's path of grace magic is perhaps the most unpredictable, difficult to use and the most uncontrollable among all paths. It will not bring any substantial changes to you, only that which cannot be described in words.
I have a premonition and am waiting for the immeasurable opportunity to come.
However, how can a person who desperately needs some kind of premonition to guide him endure such boring and torturous waiting?
"Don't be anxious, Ringer." The shepherd girl's gentle comfort came to her ears: "Things that cannot be described in words, cannot be seen with the naked eye, and cannot be touched with both hands... will make people feel scared. But, what you are waiting for
The premonition must be very close."
Ringer whispered back: "I hope so."
……
After that, everyone visited the ruins of the windmill village as usual. The sights that had become a bit boring to see in the past few days were still fresh when they first saw them. They would discuss with great interest whether the dilapidated and empty first floor of the windmill tower house was once a mill or a mill.
The sawmill and the windmill tower house looked very old, maybe it had a history of seven hundred years... But no matter how fresh the scene was, it couldn't withstand the monotonous search of a pair of eyes, so it soon became accustomed to it.
Perhaps because she saw that Ringer was determined and would not change his mind easily, Alice no longer insisted on returning to Nimschel. She just regarded the World Expo as a dream that would dissipate in the wind and wake up in the morning.
Seeing the sun at noon by the paulownia window, she settled for the next best thing and lowered her demands.
"How about we search elsewhere in the city?" The golden-haired maid actively offered suggestions, but her true thoughts were clear: "Whether it's Sandam's windmill or the watchtowers... Since there are no clues here,
Then let’s go to other tourist attractions? Maybe we can make unexpected discoveries?”
Linge did not agree. After all, the only clue so far, the Ancient Kreisov Brass Scroll, did not mention that the covenant was signed at Sandham Windmill or the Watchtower Group. Moreover, some scenic spots were actually in Al
It was built after the village of Vignon was transformed into the city of Avignon, and has little to do with the windmill village in the medieval times.
Alice, who was rejected, was extremely dissatisfied and ran back to play with Olvera - since the last time she tried to rebel against her employer but was betrayed and brutally suppressed, she vowed not to fight with the two traitors (someone) for at least a week.
The pink-haired little girl plays with a certain traveler (elf). Unless they apologize, she will only play with Olvera.
Although the princess of Bayman didn't seem very happy to play with her, but... Alice didn't care.
She can play with whoever she wants. This is the confidence and freedom of being a talented player!
Probably.
Olvera, who was hiding behind the summer cherry tree and reading a book but was still annoyed by the golden-haired maid, stood under the windmill tower and looked up at the huge wooden fan wings of Metien and Semi.
St. Shalia and her lamb in the snow-covered primrose field...and Ringo who silently waited for the premonition to come.
A few tourists from other places form a unique scenery in the windmill village ruins. It is rare to see other tourists. Even if someone occasionally flashes by, they are just the staff of the scenic spot, coming to see these windmill towers and other ancient buildings in the village.
The building is undergoing routine maintenance.
The city of Avion in winter is deserted and desolate, not a suitable season for visiting. Under the low temperature that is enough to freeze the roots of primrose, it still exudes a peaceful and timeless atmosphere. Ringer thought, if he returned to the place seven hundred years ago,
In the village of Avignon, he might feel drawn to this atmosphere. After all, this is his ideal ordinary life.
Wandering around, I unknowingly came to the circular square in the center of the village. The tower houses in the Windmill Village are all built on higher hillsides or hills, and are connected to each other by small roads made of gravel and cobblestones.
.These interesting country stone roads are what add a touch of classical flavor to the village. They are connected and extended to each other, but they will eventually converge on this square.
In the Middle Ages, villages of the same size always had similar square-type public buildings. Their functions were generally for villagers to gather, discuss village affairs, dry grain, or occasionally become a performance venue for traveling circuses. The square in the village of Avignon
There is also an ancient well that has not dried up yet, but it is currently closed. It is said that too many tourists threw primrose petals at the bottom of the well to pray for blessings.
This is not a custom, it is purely a self-satisfaction mentality of tourists.
At this time, an elderly gentleman stood by the well, leaning on a cane with both hands, staring quietly at the closed wellhead. His hair was meticulously groomed with silver hair, and he was dressed plainly but cleaned very cleanly.
, on his head is an old-fashioned hooded hat that is common among Avion villagers. It looks very old, and the traces of sewing and repair make it look a bit vicissitudes of life.
Seeing this old gentleman, the young man somehow suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had the answer he was looking for hidden in him.
Is the magic "premonition" working?
Ringer was a little surprised, but subconsciously took a step forward. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was already standing next to the old gentleman, staring at the closed ancient well like him.
Sensing the arrival of the uninvited guest, the old man slowly raised his head. His old face was full of ravines left by the years, and the deep eye sockets hid the light of wisdom and thinking. When he spoke, his voice was not as hoarse as he expected, but
It is also in line with the leisure and slowness that an elderly man should have: "Are you here to chat with me, an old man, young man?"
Ringer hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to believe his hunch. He nodded: "Yes, old sir, I do have something to ask you."
"You can see it."
The old gentleman smiled: "You seem to be looking for something here, young man."