Knight of the Light

Tambos went back to the tavern, and eventually did not buy the information in the disease. He originally thought that based on his friendship with Zhou Qingfeng, it was common for Bai to take some information about the Black Forest, but 'Shengying' said that he must have asked 'Holy Light'.

The skeleton warhorse demonstrated on the spot how to contact 'Holy Light', that is to say the word 'Holy Light' in your heart, and you can hear the clear voice of a little girl. Hello, what can Holy Light do for you?

Tambos tried it, the scared fart rolled out, and the information was unnecessary. He just ran away. The voice that appeared in his mind was too weird. No wizard would like someone to break into their brains directly.

But Tambos returned to the tavern, and before he entered the room to digest what he had just learned, Fabro called him over and closed the door.

"You, call for the light." Fabro ordered solemnly.

The apprentice of the wizard was right in his heart and asked, "Teacher, what happened?"

Fabro cast a grimace. "I suspect there are evil gods in the Black Forest."

"The power of the Church of Bann in the Black Forest has been destroyed." Tambos was also startled.

But Fabro shook his head slightly. "No, it's not Bann. It could be a powerful demon. This demon is in this harmonious village." He said, pointing at the scrolls spread out on the table. The information is true. "

It cost fifty gold coins. This is a large sum of money. Can't it be true?

Fabro frowned, "I have been researching Silver Leaf City for decades, but my gains in decades are not as good as those scrolls bought with these fifty gold coins. A random map here depicts more than my personal notes. The above is also clear.

I was thinking about the information that fifty gold coins bought. As long as there are one or two contents, it is really valuable. But the information was all true, which not only made me happy, but scared.

I even hope to find some of the errors, but some of the contents are impossible to fake, and must be known to the elves who lived there. If we can get this information earlier, our exploration will not encounter such a terrible failure. "

Tambos knew that his teacher meant that fifty gold coins were expensive, but compared with the information advantage brought by these scrolls, that was a big gain. After all, it can kill a lot of people, so as not to lose their blood.

Fabro continued, "After reading these scrolls, I was deeply shocked. I remembered the" big secret "that the skeleton warhorse said, so I called in my heart a" holy light ". Guess what happened? "

To the surprise of the teacher, Tambos wanted to say something. But when you think about the situation when you call ‘Holy Light’, you have no mood to laugh at your teacher like a clay bun.

Believers call for deities, and it is likely that the deities will never reply. But Fabro called for "Holy Light", and the next second a little girl's voice appeared crunchily in his brain. "Hello, what can Holy Light do for you?"

It's so convenient and fast, and the response without delay is terrible!

Fabro was not an ignorant fool, he was frightened and aphasia.

In the northern region covered by the iron curtain, the connection between the deities and believers appeared to be a strong obstacle. Whoever shouted the name of a **** in the past, the **** will know the cause and effect of the relevant dialogue, so the name of the **** cannot be called indiscriminately.

But in the north, just shout casually. The gods do n’t know that only the most devout believers can establish a weak connection with the gods. Either this **** is staying under the iron curtain, like Cyric.

Fools are ignorant and do not understand what it means to respond to the Holy Light so efficiently, but Fabro knows it well. However, after reading the information on the scroll, he was curious about the 'Holy Light'.

Tambos was also very puzzled and asked, "Teacher, why do you want me to shout the light?"

Fabro replied: "We are likely to be enveloped in the mental and magical scope of a powerful demon. It is better for you to call the Holy Light."

Tambos was furious, and it was clear that he was using his student as a test. What he didn't know was that after Fabro shouted 'Holy Light', he was asked to register the real information in order to receive services. He wanted to say something indiscriminately, but was spotted one by one.

After Zhou Qingfeng asked Sophia to manage the information network, from the beginning, he hoped to put an end to the Internet's chaos and give Lao Tzu a real name system. Don't want to enter the information age without revealing your true identity.

At the time, the soul of the boy touched the priesthood of 'lie', and at the same time touched its essential law while getting rid of its manipulation. Unless the strength reaches the legendary level, no one can deceive the current Zhou Qingfeng, nor can he deceive Sophia, who controls the information network.

The ability to "recognize lies" that points directly to his heart is the root cause of Fabro's horror. The inability to lie is a great pain for him.

But since the teacher did not dare to call ‘Holy Light’, Tambos was even more afraid. He also randomly arranged his identity and failed to pass the verification. However, he got a further understanding from the "Shengying", and now he is a "reading machine".

"Shengguang does not hide her existence. People in all villages in the Black Forest are calling her. She can answer many questions and provide many services. For example, why can the house in this harmony village be built so fast? It is because of her assistance.

'Holy Light' connects the villagers involved in the construction and commands them in a unified way. Even pay and meals are supervised, and anyone who wants to be greedy and lazy will be easily taken out. So the people here work very efficiently. "

Fabro doesn't care about the working efficiency of the pariah. He can only instinctively feel that the "Holy Light" of the Harmonious Village is a huge threat. But he could not tell exactly what the threat was. He always felt that his ability to recognize lies at any time was too bad.

Incompatible with the current chaotic social environment.

"This village is too weird and too evil. We are under surveillance and those who pray to the Holy Light will keep leaking our whereabouts."

Fabulo felt very disturbed at the thought that no matter what or what he said, he could be leaked out by people around him at any time.

If this ability is mastered by oneself, it is naturally excellent. It's too bad to be controlled by others.

"There must be a demon in this village. Maybe it's Victor Hugo. I must leave as soon as possible to report to Cold Wind City."

Fabro said to go, and called other people in the team to leave, but had to find a carriage in the village when he went out. It was too painful to return to Winterwind by himself.

The village has three coaches to Cold Wind City every day. Fabro waited for his heart, and could only pretend to be waiting outside the tavern casually. It took a while to wait for the morning bus to leave, and a group of adventurers from Cold Wind City arrived first.

Among this group of adventurers, a woman wearing a leather coat and a long whip around her waist jumped off the top of the carriage, moved hands and feet after landing, and looked curiously. When she saw the 'Alchemy Chief' hurriedly approaching, she shouted, "Ah, isn't this the most annoying Fabro in Cold Wind City?"

Women are very short, and it ’s more appropriate to say ‘little girl’. She came over with a big grin and continued to shout, "Hey, Fabro, do you know a guy named Victor Hugo? I heard it's a kid and I'm looking for him."

Seeing this baby-faced ‘little girl’, Fabro immediately stepped back and hid his wallet first. He whispered, "Kelly? Why are you a thief running here? You don't have to come to the Black Forest to steal something."

'Little girl' laughed, she straightened her chest and said proudly: "Look, you idiot. I'm a dark voter from today. I will not be stigmatized anymore. Of course, I occasionally Itching hands also practice skills. "

"Dark-day voters?" Fabro was even more surprised. He saw the skull of the "little girl" with the purple sun bone skull emblem, and shouted in disbelief: "You half a man actually converted to the **** of murder? Also Be a voter! "

"Little Girl" shrugged and said cheerfully: "I don't know why, anyway, I am a dark-day voter. After all, you **** will give me respect. I am not a person who can be bullied casually. There are backers.

The great God of Murder favors me. I want to build a strong dark sun church and a magical kingdom like never before. I want to be the only queen in the world. "

‘Little Girl’ shook her long whip and swayed to find Victor Hugo. Fabro sighed and wanted to get in the car. But another person came down from the carriage and greeted him again when he met: "Ah, isn't this His Excellency Fabro?"

The comer was very weird, with a dry branch on his head, poison ivy on his ears, an inexplicable tattoo on his face, and a detailed look at all the snakes and scorpions. Even the piece of jewelry hanging on him was scary, including a shrinking howling head.

"Justen? Why are you here?" Fabro called out the strange man's name, with a little fear in his heart. Because this step three shakes, it seems that the sick guy is the priest of the poisonous and disease goddess Tarona, which is quite famous in the north.

"The witch doctor here wrote me saying that a new leader had emerged from the Black Forest, and maybe it could accommodate aliens like me. So I came." The weird man chuckled. He looked around, stopped a villager and asked, "Where is Old Borg?"

Fabro shook his head and sighed, feeling that the village was completely out of reach. But a more terrible guy got off the car, hump his back, don't let anyone in. Except for the hand holding the wooden stick exposed, he was covered in a tattered black robe.

But the palm that was exposed outside was dried up, grayed out, and decayed like a mummy in a coffin. Fabro only looked at this costume, and jumped away in fright, and was fully prepared to start the war immediately.

The black robe lifted slightly, with dark red eyes inside. A husky laugh came from under the robe. "Fabro, it's been a long time. Oh, it seems like you're in big trouble. Where's that beautiful robe that cost you a thousand gold coins?"

Fabro's forehead was sweating, and he was totally absorbed in not being distracted. But he was terrified in his heart, because the guy across was a follower of the Lich God Vesharon. Although the opponent is not a powerful Lich, he is a terrible necromancer.

The wizard in black robe sneered for a while, and the grind-wheel-like voice whispered lowly, "Get out of here, Fabro, I'm not interested in killing you as a coward. I don't want to have a dispute on the first day here, the rule here Those are definitely not happy. "

Fabro was sweating coldly, and felt that the demons and monsters in the world had come to this weird village. He trembled up the carriage and urged the driver to leave quickly, thinking to himself

"Xerek is an unreasonable lunatic. The priest of Tarona only likes to be with poison and hatred, and Vesharon's followers are cadavers. Damn Black Forest, Damn Harmony Village, here will be It's a lair of evil forces. "