The crude courtyard door made of a row of wooden boards was kicked open so hard that the young guard's shoulders shook in fright and he almost lost his grip on the long sword in his hand.
"Uh, good day, sir." The young guard hurriedly came forward to say hello. He was wearing thick cotton-soled leather armor, and one of his hands was wearing a mitten. However, he stumbled, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and the long sword stabbed forward.
, heading towards Sir Salemi’s chest.
This time, I was caught off guard, but I saw Sir Salemi without raising his head. He stepped sideways to avoid the direct thrust of the long sword. Then he raised his hand and grabbed the young attendant by the collar to stop him from jumping forward. He immediately controlled him.
Stay in shape.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" The young retinue said with a blushing face, "I was frightened. I won't dare to do it next time."
Sir Salemi didn't seem to care about this and asked: "How was the practice?"
The young retinue held the hilt of the sword firmly and said with some excitement: "I have memorized all the 'Flomi's Sixty Forms'! One, exactly!"
Looking at the half-hand sword in his hand, the young Hu can't help but feel a little excited. This type of long sword was specially created due to the prosperity of armed guards in the past. It is not only suitable for sword and shield, but also easy to hold with both hands. It can be used with the half-hand sword.
Its use has given rise to many martial arts schools, and has even developed into an independent martial arts paradigm. It is no longer a noble thing that ordinary civilians can access.
"Then you repeat it to me now." Sir Salemi walked to the corner of the courtyard with a gloomy face, turned a laundry bucket over and sat on it, and raised his hand to signal: "Let's get started."
The young retinue was a little scared and his heart was pounding. He stood in the open space in the center of the small courtyard. After diligent snow removal and daily practice, countless footprints had been stepped on the dry and cold mud.
In the small courtyard, the sword blade hissed in the wind, and the long sword followed the movements of the figure, slashing, sweeping, and stabbing up and down, followed by a dazzling wave and pace.
When the young retinue reached the second half of the drill, his movements suddenly slowed down, and his moves were no longer coherent, like a rusty machine that was stuck and swaying around, as if he couldn't remember the moves.
"Sir, I..." The young servant was embarrassed and did not dare to look at Sir Salemi.
The young servant's mind suddenly became confused, and he kept recalling in his mind that his parents had to mortgage the land in the village to the tax collector because they owed a lot of debt. He came to the town thinking that he could make a living with a little craftsmanship, but who would have expected
The craftsmen who came to the towns united and formed some kind of trade union, drove their families out of the towns, and fought with a group of refugees in the suburbs for the little relief food they could barely eat.
As a result, even the relief food was gone, and all the refugees were expelled due to the expansion of the town and the need to "establish a good image of the town". The mage advisors stationed in the city even set fire to the city. The parents of the young retainer died at that time.
However, the refugees fled in confusion without any good results. They were caught by the slave trading team and put on a ship bound for the New World. There were many poor people from the Old World like the young slaves who struggled to survive in their homeland.
The right to go down was taken away.
If he had not met Sir Salemi on the shore, the young guard might have died of disease and hunger on the way like his fellow refugees. It was a pity that Sir did not have enough money, otherwise he would have wanted to rescue a few more from the ship.
slave.
Even more fortunately, the young man not only got rid of his status as a slave, but also became a retinue of Sir Salemi. The young man immediately felt that he had been saved. Not only could he eat enough bread every day, but he also changed into new clothes and rode a bicycle.
Get on your horse and pass through several cities in the New World. And almost every settlement in the New World, thanks to Sir Salemi's relationship, there are always members of the Holy Lord Church providing food and warm beds near the fireplace.
Although I finally came to Chaihei Town, the edge of civilized society, and could only live in such a low wooden house, and there was no circus that toured the countryside like in my hometown to see, at least I would not be bullied anymore.
He was homeless. Sir Salemi even took the initiative to teach the armed guards the martial arts and swordsmanship, which made the young guard feel that his life had been completely changed.
But for some reason, in the eyes of the young retinue, Sir Salemi has been in a bad mood since he came to Woodpile Town. The young retinue kept praying in his heart, hoping that he would not be expelled again and lose the chance because of his inability to remember the moves.
life today.
"The martial arts of the armed guards are not obtained simply by training like ordinary soldiers." Sir Salemi was about to get angry, but he sighed and said: "If you fail to be inspired by the Lord, it means that your faith is still weak.
You are not firm enough, and you still harbor doubts about the sacred cause. If you can recognize the greatness of the divine Lord from your faith and immerse yourself wholeheartedly in the sacred cause, you will receive various revelations and inspirations."
"I pray sincerely every day, but the Lord doesn't seem to pay much attention to me." The young servant said with shame.
Sir Salemi was about to say something, but he felt sad in his heart. He also understood the current situation. Hundreds of years ago, the faith of the Holy Lord in the Old World shone like the rising sun on the world, and was embraced by priests, priests and many armed guards.
The Lord’s teachings have killed many evil entities. Whether it is the cunning lich group, the witch secret cult that steals babies, or the greedy and bloodthirsty dragon, or even the demon summoned by the inhuman race, under the light of the holy Lord
, will all succumb to defeat.
But things are different now. Londinium, a small city-state that was originally located on the west coast of the Old World, used various means to unite human city-states and tribes, make friends with all kinds of spellcasters, and annex it in a short period of time.
It conquered most of the human countries and territories in the Old World and created the largest country in the history of the human race.
The Great Londinium Empire was so powerful that even the Holy Lord Church had to surrender. In order to ensure the suppression of the church, the empire allowed spellcasters to establish public organizations and teaching institutions, and even a magic council later appeared.
All kinds of spellcasters who were originally expelled and persecuted by the church sprouted like new buds in spring. The "Eye of Mystery" that once only hid in dark corners summarized a large amount of magic academics and techniques, and summarized a fairly complete spellcasting system——
Arcana, and calling oneself a mage, is no longer the strange names or titles of the past.
Even ancient spellcasters like druids were redeveloped because their main leader was the mentor of the founding monarch of the empire, and were scattered in the countryside and wilderness of the empire in the form of green rings.
Over the past few hundred years, the power of the Holy Lord Church has been shrinking, and due to the prosperity of the empire, the members of the church who have lived a prosperous life, enjoyed luxury, and advocated austerity have gradually degenerated. There has even been a scandal of strippers being recruited into the church.
Sir Salemi pressed the veins on his forehead that were constantly beating due to anger, and kept telling himself that anger would give evil opportunities. The evil and devils hidden in the crowd would make people with faith blind and lose their faith.
of firmness.
"Do you also think that the heretic has good intentions?" Sir Salemi asked the young retinue, his tone was a bit threatening, as if he would not give up until he received a satisfactory answer.
"I, I, I..." The young subordinate was so frightened by this sudden threatening situation that he could not speak.
Sir Salemi restrained himself and said, "You can say whatever comes to your mind without worrying about my face."
"I just think it's not a big deal." The young attendant quickly added: "Of course, I don't think that Druid is that powerful. There used to be a man from the Green Ring in our hometown, but he was just a man who could manage sheep.
The fever vet didn’t know any magic at all. I don’t know where he escaped later, and then... then my family’s land was taken away by the tax collector.”
"But -" Sir Salemi still didn't complain: "You are young and don't have enough experience. The common people in this town always think that I am sensationalizing, but what I say is what I have seen with my own eyes!
Those pagans indeed used evil witchcraft to pollute the land. They ate the food they grew and turned the villagers into beasts! And the potions they sold actually contained curses. After drinking them, even the souls were seduced.
Let’s go! As for harming women’s chastity, I have personally gone to the countryside to deal with this matter, and there is no lie at all! Why don’t they believe me?!”
…
"Really, these things did happen." Facing Xuan Weizi's inquiry, Tar Valon nodded without hesitation: "The out-of-control spread of the beastly plague, the experiment of mixing curse spells with potions, and some excessive admiration
Childbirth, conservatives who ignore ethics, these things actually happen.”
In the doctor's cabin, Xuan Weizi talked to the old Druid across from each other. Talking about Sir Salemi's accusations against the Green Ring and the Druid, Tarvalon replied very calmly:
"Actually, this can be regarded as a mistake that our Emerald Ring made in the past, because the Emerald Ring is not an organization with strict rules and clear hierarchies like the Mage Guild."
Xuan Weizi poured a cup of tea for the other party and said with a smile: "In other words, there are many spellcasters with bad behavior mixed in the Green Ring?"
"That's true." Tar Valon smiled awkwardly: "The Archdruid who created the Green Ring believes that the Green Ring should represent the infinite possibilities of nature, and we must maintain the nature given to us by nature.
, don’t interfere too much. So... I think you understand, Dr. Olenso."
"But if someone really commits a crime with the Green Ring, won't you pursue it?" Xuan Weizi asked.
"Some of them will still be investigated, such as druids and rangers," Tar Valon said.
Xuan Weizi asked curiously: "Doesn't the Emerald Ring only belong to druids?"
"The original meaning of druid is oak sage, but it is not easy to cultivate a druid." Ta Valon said: "Unlike mages, we do not pursue the development of intelligence and logical knowledge. We are naturally used to perceive.
It is for experience, so there is no very clear research direction.
Although the Green Circle has reproduced and improved Gudruid's skills, it is still very difficult to train a druid. Therefore, in the early days of its establishment, the Green Circle absorbed many ancient witchcraft that were not based on logical calculations.
, including their spell casters. As for how many of them really have reverence for nature, no one can guarantee it."
After listening to Tarvalon's explanation, Xuanweizi felt that spellcasters like druids were somewhat similar to the Taoism of the Immortal family, at least in the primitive period. But perhaps there were some flaws in the inheritance of knowledge.
, cannot develop well, cannot grow explosively to its current scale in just a few hundred years like the Master.
But looking back, the development of druids is not good, compared to the arcane magic of mages. The flaws in the inheritance of psychic magicians are even greater. Not only is there no serious teaching of skills, but the ancient psychic magicians simply gave up their bodies.
, wandering in the star realm like a ghost. Sometimes when a psychic is mentioned, others think he is a mage who specializes in the magic control system.
"Doctor Olenso, I heard Wolf say that you are a psion?" Tar Valon's topic just caught up with his train of thought.
"That's right, what's wrong?" Xuan Weizi was a little unsure of the other party's intentions.
Tar Valon's eyes turned to the crow standing blankly beside the table: "To tell you the truth, in the records passed down by our druids, spellcasters such as psychics were also mentioned, but they have disappeared for a long time.
I wonder where Dr. Olenso learned this?"
"Haha, well..." Xuan Weizi could only search from the original memory of Olanso, and casually said: "I learned the skills of a psychic from a medium who did divination and fortune-telling for people. Maybe
People thought I had a talent, so they taught it to me."
This kind of saying is like saying nothing, and Xuan Weizi is a little bit cunning. Just like the monks in ancient times, most capable people will not confess their inheritance. Even if they answer, they will pretend to be the names of ancient saints and claim to be descended from a certain immortal saint.
The law passed down from generation to generation.
Tar Valon added: "But as far as I know, psychics are not good at magic in the field of animals or life. Doctor, your skills are very unique."
Psions are not good at it, but Taoism is good at it - Xuan Weizi murmured in his heart. To be more precise, Taoism is not concerned with certain specific fields, but the way in which life subjects interact with the object of the world.
And understanding the way the world interacts with oneself is often viewed from a holistic perspective.
Since the natural changes of heaven and earth are infinite, the way Taoism masters changing and adjusting itself by understanding the world and itself is theoretically infinite.
The Alchemy Way practiced by Xuan Weizi itself has no obvious preference for any specific field or phenomenon. The state of mind sought by the Alchemy Way is to understand nature and respond to things according to circumstances. I dare not say that it is omnipotent, but at least it pursues
What is important is to regulate one's body and mind so as to be able to cope with all changes in the external environment without being confused or confused.
"Actually, it's not a particularly difficult skill, but I don't think you can learn it from a sage." Xuan Weizi said: "Because the main material of this crow is the astral body extracted from the astral world, and it is also integrated with the life of the crow in nature.
Characteristics. I think the second half should not be difficult for a druid who has a deep understanding of nature."
Tar Valon said slyly: "Isn't that more than that? Although the astral body I know is plastic, it is only plastic in physical form. If you want to integrate the characteristics of a living body into it, it is not so easy to transform.
of."
"This druid has something. He has seen clues to the method of swallowing shapes, and he also has an understanding of the astral body. He has a lot of background." The expression on Xuan Weizi's face did not change, and he had a slight evaluation of the Emerald Ring in his heart.
change.
"It's not that I don't want to teach, but it's related to the skills of the psion." Xuan Weizi changed the topic: "But if the sage is willing to share the druid's spell-casting skills with me, I may be able to find a better way to combine them.
Well."
Tar Valon also laughed when he heard this. The two of them were like familiar old friends, laughing knowingly.