The city shrouded under the light curtain looks particularly lifelike, with each building showing a simple and elegant atmosphere, with a sense of age; the streets are clean and tidy, paved with fine cobblestones.
..
And between the streets and buildings, you can still see people walking through them, like the residents here, enjoying a peaceful and contented life, making this city look prosperous and lively.
When people outside the light curtain saw this scene, they couldn't help but be stunned. They felt as if they had traveled through time and space and witnessed this vivid history with their own eyes.
So they became restless one after another and flocked towards the light curtain, wanting to get closer and see more clearly. Even the aerostats hovering in the sky slowly started to move and surrounded the light curtain.
No one cares about why the miracle comes early, and it’s useless to care anyway.
Gallo was also shocked by this wonderful sight. After a while, he asked:
"Is this a miracle? Is there knowledge in it?"
"It's really something special..."
The old bishop replied in a low voice:
"According to the records in the book, the miracles that have been performed before are often just a few indescribable patterns, a few paragraphs of text that no one can recognize, or even a few lines with unknown meanings, but they contain knowledge for people to understand."
"This is the first time that a large-scale illusion has been arranged with such great fanfare as today..."
Mitherland on the side keenly captured the key words in the old bishop's words and asked quickly:
"Illusion? Are you saying these are all fake?"
"Of course...how can the reappearance of history be true?"
The old bishop asked with a smile.
And Gallo also said:
"Well, they are indeed all illusions."
The old bishop and Mitherland were curious about why he was so sure. When they turned around, they saw that his eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and he actually used the magic of insight again.
"You...what did you see?"
The old bishop asked quickly.
"It's hard to describe in one word, just see for yourself."
Gallo said, and gave the old bishop a blow of insight with his backhand; then he used the magic as an excuse to rub Miseran's soft cheeks, and blessed her with insight.
In order to prevent accidents, he did not dare to buff for too long and only buffed the two of them for 3 minutes.
Both of them still remembered the lesson of looking directly at Gallo before, they didn't dare to look at him, they just looked at the light curtain.
With the insight operation, the scene inside suddenly became somewhat different.
The images of those buildings and pedestrians are no longer so realistic, as if the N card was suddenly replaced by an A card, and the colors fell from extreme colors to simple lines. Those buildings and pedestrians look like children's stick figure graffiti, where
Constantly twisting.
And if you look closely at these twisted lines, you will find that they are like lines of text, conveying and revealing some information...
Perhaps this kind of information is the real gift?
The old bishop and Mitherland couldn't help but be fascinated by the scene, and three minutes passed unknowingly.
When Gallo's magic dissipated automatically, the scene in front of the two of them changed back to the bustling ancient city. The old man and the young man showed unfinished expressions in unison, as if their thoughts had been interrupted and they felt a little uncomfortable.
"How's it going? Did you find anything?"
Gallo also withdrew his divine insight and discussed it with the two of them.
The two people quickly described what they had seen and heard before, which was the same as what Gallo had seen.
"Eh? It seems that you can also learn knowledge from those lines? Just like me."
Gallo nodded and asked again:
"I learned a magic trick from it, what about you?"
"Sigh... I was almost able to comprehend new knowledge just now. It was really just a little bit..."
The old bishop said with great regret.
"I also learned some new postures..."
Misseran blushed and replied in a low voice.
"And you actually learned magic? Why am I the recipe?"
The old bishop asked again with some dissatisfaction.
Although what can be learned from miracles varies from person to person, and it is normal to learn recipes, music, and chess scores, but the old bishop is a clergy after all, and theoretically speaking, he should learn the magic first.
Gallo seemed very interested in the recipe and continued to ask:
"What kind of dish is it? Can you fill in the missing part by yourself?"
The old bishop shook his head and replied:
"No, once such a gift is disturbed and interrupted, the previously learned parts will be quickly forgotten, unless it can be learned in one go..."
"I have almost forgotten this dish now. I just vaguely remember that the main ingredient seems to be..."
He said, looking down at the little kitten at his feet...
Little milk cat:Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
"Uh... forget it, I completely forgot..."
The old bishop finally shook his head, but he still didn't have time to say what the main ingredient was.
Gallo quickly asked Miseran:
"Then what knowledge did you learn, Daidai?"
Misseran's pretty face suddenly turned red, she quickly shook her head and said:
"No...no...nothing learned..."
After saying that, she quickly covered her cheeks, swayed from side to side like a tumbler, clamped her slender legs slightly, and said in a panic:
"What...I didn't see anything..."
As she said before, what she learned was some postures rather than knowledge, but it was too shameful and difficult to talk about...
The old bishop also noticed her dilemma, and instead of asking further questions, he asked Gallo:
"What about the magical arts you learned? What are they like?"
"It's probably like this..."
Gallo said, mumbling words, waving his fingers up and down, and blessing himself with this new version of the ship's magic.
His whole body shone slightly at first, and as the light dissipated, the top of his head was actually...
Got a stupid hair sticking up?
"You recite my name silently, and then think of something you want to say to me, but don't say it out loud, just keep thinking about it in your heart."
Gallo continued.
The old bishop and Mitherland nodded, each thought about a sentence, and kept repeating it in their minds.
The dull hair on Gallo's head started to move on its own, tilting to a certain arc and spinning constantly, as if it was scanning for something.
Then he continued:
"Old Bishop, you have been urging me to get married quickly..."
The old bishop nodded. What he had been thinking silently in his mind just now was 'Gallo, it's time for you to get married!'
"Dada do you want to go to the park with me?"
Gallo asked Mitherland again:
Misseran nodded repeatedly, and her face turned red with shame and uneasiness.
All she had been thinking before was: 'Gallo, I want to go to the park with you!' This sentence...
But I am also very afraid of being rejected.
But Gallo answered very simply:
"Okay, after we get back, we will go to the park!"