Salvatore also held a cup of black tea and sat opposite Annan.
His eyes, which were always sleepy and had thick eyebags caused by staying up late, opened slightly and whispered: "It is said, just said... that the foreign trade activities of Frozen Water Port are banned, it is probably not because of the conflict with the Principality of Winter in the north.
The reasons for the intensification of conflicts.
"It's because Frozen Water Port has been cursed."
"...Tell me more specifically."
Annan's heart skipped a beat and asked: "What kind of curse? Who placed the curse?"
Naturally, he would not believe it before that a certain place was cursed. But he had also learned before that the extraordinary power in this world was composed of curses, and he even saw with his own eyes the fate of those who suffered the backlash of the curse.
.
So, it is not impossible to say that an area is cursed...
"It's a false god," Salvatore also lowered his voice, as if he was worried about disturbing something, "the real god..."
"Gods..."
Annan repeated the word, his heart skipping a beat.
Although he didn't know the difference between a false god and a true god, or what the difference was, he was involved with such a big shot before he even entered the rank, which always made him a little flustered.
Damn it, why!
I just randomly found a vest to make the transition, and then I got involved in such a troublesome matter?
"To be specific, as long as someone within sight of the Frozen Water Port pronounces or silently recites the name of the false god, they will be dragged into the nightmare."
Salvatore said slowly: "I don't tell you his priesthood because I'm worried that you will think of this name unconsciously and be unable to restrain yourself and pronounce it subconsciously.
"This is a set of puzzles composed of multiple nightmare fragments. Its chain feature is 'replay'. In other words, if you die from this nightmare, you will lose all the memories in the nightmare and start from scratch.
"It's fine in shallow nightmares. But if you fall into a deep nightmare unconsciously, the mortality rate will rise sharply... After all, you don't know how many times you have repeated the same mistake. It will be very easy.
You will be trapped in an endless cycle of death. Until you are completely eroded by the curse and become an out-of-control monster."
The young mayor took a deep breath.
His expression was very serious: "Sir Silver's church sent people here to purify the nightmare here.
"Because this nightmare cannot accommodate multiple people. No matter how many people the church sends, there will only be one person in the nightmare. In order to prevent someone from dying in the nightmare and becoming the nourishment of the nightmare, the church only sent one person
come over.
"He is Priest Louis. Although he is just the most ordinary priest, not even a priest. But he is actually the agent of the Silver Hand and has rich experience in purifying nightmares.
"He has to perform at least three hundred effective purifications in the nightmare to weaken the entire nightmare and cut off the chain. So his main purpose of coming here is not to encourage trade or treat people's injuries. His duty is
, it means constantly entering a shallow nightmare, and escaping immediately after completing the purification... It is a very dangerous job."
When Salvatore said this, he yawned, took a sip of black tea from the cup, and emphasized: "And I am here to control this secret and not spread it. On the one hand, it is to protect people's lives.
To be responsible for safety; on the other hand, it is also to prevent Pastor Lewis from desperately purifying it for a period of time, only to find that the nightmare here is getting stronger and stronger..."
...In other words, was Priest Louis sent to refresh the copy?
Salvatore did not see that Annan's expression became slightly strange.
He was still worried about this before.
If players come to Frozen Water Port, but there is no dungeon for them to grind, will the energetic players cause trouble...
After all, there are really few people here, and there are no monsters outside for them to kill. Moreover, Annan is not sure whether the NPC can give the players some tasks or something.
If players enter the game and can only do some farm work, catch fish, build houses, etc., then this foggy continent might as well be renamed "Longing for Life Simulator".
It's fine now.
Annan planned that if the players were energetic, he would just throw them into the difficult version.
Is it possible to cultivate the vibrato?
But Annan was very curious about another thing, even wary:
"...Senior, then why did you tell me this?"
"Because Frozen Water Port doesn't need two mayors. The main person responsible for purifying nightmares is Priest Louis. I don't have the Holy Light, and I can't use spells in nightmares. What can I do if I go in? To put it bluntly, my
My duty is to write a letter to the royal capital asking for support after Priest Louis loses control or dies."
Salvatore said with a smile, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood: "In other words, after you take over this job, Lord... I will return to the Black Tower and advance to Silver."
Annan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
…You’re not fucking trying to run away, are you?
Comparing his concerns, Annan suddenly began to wonder if Salvatore had discovered some huge danger, so he looked for an opportunity to run away...
Seeing that Annan seemed a little unhappy, Salvatore immediately said: "I'm not leaving right away. Before I leave, you can come over and read my books at any time... If you don't understand, you can always
Tell me. After all, I was the chief and a prefect back then, so I should have no problem teaching you."
That's pretty much it.
Hearing this, Annan's complexion became much better.
Anyway, he is not the real Don Juan Geraint. If there is a big problem that cannot be solved, just run away...
Compared with future risks, the benefits you can get now are the most real.
The most important thing is that he can finally read some books - hoping to catch up on the world's common sense here in Salvatore.
Annan is also very tired just relying on acting skills to communicate with people.
So Annan quickly responded.
"What are your plans next?"
Annan then asked again.
Looking at Annan's expectant and sincere eyes, Salvatore coughed slightly and turned his head away unnaturally.
"I should stay in the Black Tower for a long time... I want to work directly in the Black Tower and teach as a professor. I can also do some research when I have time. It will be quite comfortable."
Having said this, he glanced at Annan and sighed softly: "Of course, if the situation in the Royal Capital continues to be chaotic, I guess the Black Tower will not be able to rest for too long.
"Once the war breaks out..."
He didn't say anything else, but Annan didn't ask any further questions.
The inheritance rights of the royal family, the problems of the senior leaders of the Principality of Winter, and the false god who is eyeing the Frozen Water Port...
These things are all intertwined. The deeper Annan goes, the more he feels weak.
"The following advancement ceremony may cause trouble for you, senior."
Annan stood up and said to Salvatore seriously.
Salvatore nodded slowly.
His tired eyes opened slightly, and he warned: "Go read a book first and adjust your state. The advancement ceremony needs to be carried out in a nightmare. I will go to Lewis first to get some information and summarize the nightmare for you.
A key point.
"Be sure to remember not to do unnecessary things. If you fall into a deep nightmare, no one can save you - understand?"
"no problem."
Annan nodded and replied with certainty: "I will definitely not be mean."
Others say that he is as stable as a defensive tower, so he must be a very stable person.
Annan has always had a very positive opinion of himself.