Master Tongtian

Chapter 323 The future of the Golden Land depends on you (14)

Royal thermal pool.

The middle-aged man's face was expressionless, as if his features had been struck by a petrification spell.

His voice was also very indifferent.

"You seem quite respectful now. When I was in heaven before, I never saw you showing any fear of me."

"Originally, this matter was forgotten, but I didn't expect you to enter the volcanic highlands again and kill a black dragon. This is really shocking!"

From this point of view, the visitor was indeed Santa Warrens, and his tone of voice also contained a hint of condemnation.

Fortunately, it was just a hint, not to the point of being scolded.

Rosen was secretly relieved and explained immediately.

"Saint, this is the naming of the second prince, I am just following the order."

"The second prince naturally made mistakes, and his father will blame him. But for you, I want to talk to you carefully."

Santa Warren's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were fixed on Rosen, showing full dignity.

"I have to admit, you do have astonishing wisdom."

"But the fear of God in your heart is also surprisingly weak."

"It doesn't matter if you are an ordinary person, but you are such an existence that no one can ignore."

"This makes me a little worried. I'm afraid that you will gradually be dazzled by your glorious achievements and end up following the old path of Master Fentian!"

This is a bit harsh.

Rosen immediately assured: "Saint, I think Master Fentian is a madman!"

"Twenty-year-old Greymane will think that he is a lunatic when he sees his forty-year-old self."

"But endless glory is a cup of poisonous wine that corrupts the will. There are not many people in this world who can resist this poison."

"If you don't believe it, just look at the Duke of the North, just look at the Duke of the East, and see how these two mortals with extraordinary power go about their business."

Rosen was surprised: "Since the saint thinks these two dukes are dissolute, why not take away their authority?"

Upon hearing this, Davorens looked at Rosen as if he were an alien.

"See, you really don't have the slightest fear of God."

"For people like you, the greater your power, the more dangerous you are. If you have enough power and God blocks your way, you will probably kill the God, right?"

This is even more serious.

Rosen was shocked and immediately retorted: "Saint, you can't condemn me because I haven't done anything."

Davorens also realized that he had made a mistake and immediately softened his tone.

"I said it too much, but that's probably the meaning. In short, I am very worried about you."

"It is precisely because of this uneasiness that I decided to carefully observe your every move and provide the most conservative support."

"As for your wish for a floating city, I admit that it is very grand, and I hope that it will become a reality one day."

"But because of your fragile faith, and because of the oracle left by God the Father, the Holy Spirit Council will always be neutral and cautious."

"In addition to protecting your soul from evil, and apart from the rewards within the established rules, it will never help you gain any additional benefits in the mortal world."

"If you want to build a large floating city, you can. It all depends on your own efforts."

Rosen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately nodded: "Sage, what you said is what I think is the best expectation. I have already been mentally prepared."

Davorens nodded with satisfaction.

"Being able to say this means that at least you are still very awake now, which is very good, but I will always pay attention to you, and I hope you can always stay awake."

"I will try my best."

Speaking of which, Rosen does feel that his current state of mind is a bit drifting.

There are many reasons.

It may be that the core of divine iron was created, or it may be the favor of Heya Jiali. And just now, he even killed a real dragon.

In short, his life has been so smooth lately that he subconsciously thought that the prosperity of the Golden Land was the whole truth of the world, but he forgot about the cruelty of the extraordinary world.

Davorens was obviously more perceptive than Afu, and easily sensed Rosen's introspection.

His solemn eyes also softened a lot, and his tone softened a lot.

"The flying magic weapon you built killed the black dragon. Although it was just a young dragon that had just grown up, and it was mixed with a lot of luck, it still shocked us."

"This means that the power gained by mortals relying on wisdom truly poses a fatal threat to extraordinary beings."

"And this is very good!"

Rosen's heart moved slightly, remembering the extraordinary situation that Afu mentioned.

"Saint, didn't you get a divine bow recently? Are you still unable to resist the threat of foreign gods?"

Davorens shook his head slowly.

"The use of the divine bow comes at a huge cost. When the arrow is on the string, it is the greatest threat. Once it is shot, it may mean the restart of the extraordinary and chaotic world."

Speaking of this, his voice became lower and lower.

"There's something that only I know, but now, I think you should know it too."

He turned his head, stared at Rosen, and stated one fact word for word.

"Father God has left."

Rosen was shocked when he heard: "Where have you gone?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm traveling to another world, or maybe I'm gone forever."

"Now that I'm gone, why is there a response?"

"What is left is only the immortal power of God the Father."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged Holy Spirit sighed softly, and his almost frozen facial features moved slightly, outlining a trace of anxiety that seemed light but frightening.

"The worries in my heart are very huge. I am worried every moment that war will suddenly break out, and that the rich golden land will turn into scorched earth overnight."

"Because the foundation of all this prosperity is very, very fragile."

"We are in urgent need of new, strong comrades-in-arms."

"At one time, we thought Greymane was this person, so we fully supported his growth. Unfortunately, his neck was too thin and he couldn't wear the Divine Crown."

"Now, you're here."

"Your wisdom far exceeds that of Greymane. We hope that you will grow up quickly, but we are also afraid that you will become the most terrifying enemy."

"When Father God was here, things could still end. But now that he is gone, everything has become unknown."

Rosen couldn't help but sigh.

"Saint, you really think too highly of me. Besides, even if I am lucky enough to be promoted to the extraordinary, I will not be able to pose a threat to thousands of golden holy spirits."

Santa Warrens also sighed softly: "Young man, you don't know your potential yet, but it doesn't matter, you will eventually know."

"Finally, I want to tell you that because of the unexpected death of the black dragon Ertustan, there has been a violent shock within the Dragon Clan."

"The already fragile balance has become even more fragile. The only good news is that the Dragon Clan is a slow man. If you discuss a countermeasure, you may be arguing for more than ten years."

"We will also do our best to prolong this period."

"But after more than ten years, will the Golden Land be more glorious, or will it be reduced to ruins?"

"Whether the human race dominates the world or becomes a slave depends on the efforts of you, the new generation of mages."

"especially you."

After saying this, the figure of Santa Warrens disappeared.

After he left, Rosen took a deep breath, buried his whole head in the hot spring, let the warm water rub his scalp, and blocked out all the noise of the world.

"I have indeed been a little carried away recently. Not only have I forgotten the extraordinary threats, but I have also forgotten the dangers of this world."

As long as you are a human being, whether extraordinary or mortal, you have various personalities.

Some people are rational, some are greedy, some are stupid, some are arrogant, and some are jealous and crazy, and the vast majority of people are a combination of various qualities.

People who are truly pure and rational are actually very rare.

Most people's emotions are very unstable, just like dandelions, fluttering in the wind.

Therefore, if you want to accomplish something big in such a world full of randomness, it is best to follow the rules of the world.

Unless one day, he really gains the power to overwhelm everyone, then he is qualified to be willful.

Because only absolute strength can achieve absolute power.

Without absolute power, compromises and deals must be made carefully.

Just as he was enjoying the soak, a hand suddenly lifted him up from the bottom of the water, and Mrs. Samit's exclamation came to his ears.

"Master Rosen, how are you?"

Then he felt his back resting on a soft mass, but it was Mrs. Samit who hugged her body.

After a moment's thought, he realized that the other party probably thought he was drowning.

After breaking free from the restraints, he shrugged: "Just soak your brain, don't be nervous."

Mrs. Samit looked horrified.

"If you were from the East, I would definitely not be nervous, but you are from the North. You can drown in a basin of water."

At this time, Orogard saw the movement and swam over: "What happened?"

Rosen stood up straight and shrugged: "When I soaked my head in the water, my wife thought I was drowning. Although I am very grateful for this kindness, I still feel that I have been underestimated."

Orogard laughed loudly: "This is normal, who makes the people from the north the sons of the earth, haha."

The two of them had almost finished swimming, so they went ashore together and found a small hall to enjoy lunch.

After filling his stomach, Rosen drove Sky One, suspended on the street, and floated all the way back to Bren's manor.

On the way, Orogard asked: "Master Rosen, are you free in the next few days?"

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"I would like to invite you to take a few flow master classes at the Golden Arts Academy. The single tuition fee is 10 crowns per person. How about that?"

His Highness’s invitation was of course a must, and who would refuse to make money?

Rosen said: "I have something to do tomorrow, but it should be fine in the next few days. And I have to prepare carefully, so is it okay the afternoon after tomorrow?"

"No problem, I'll go to the college to make the announcement."

After things were agreed upon, it was just chatting all the way.

Arriving at the manor soon, the prince was satisfied and left in the carriage. Rosen and Master Dora went to find Master Bren.

As a result, Brun was busy taking care of his exotic winter wheat and had no time to pay attention to the two of them. He only ordered the butler Afu.

"Take these two young and promising mages to my library. All my books are open to them."

So, the two of them went to the library called the Royal Botanical Society, which was actually Bren's private residence, and passed the time browsing the books collected by Archmage Bren.

Bren is an earl, but because he is based in the imperial capital, the library is very large and has an extremely rich collection of books, with more than 10,000 volumes, and many of them are unique and unique.

As soon as Rosen arrived here, he picked up a random book and started to read it, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

""Collection of Mainland Fishes", what a great guy, it also includes photos and pictures to accompany it, what a great book!"

Such a book costs at least 50 kronor, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He thought about how pitiful the collection of books in his castle library was, and also thought that his wife Thrandis was a bookworm.

Rosen immediately thought of stealing books. After all, these miscellaneous studies may not be of direct use, but they can broaden their horizons and increase their experience, which is very beneficial to improving their minds and understanding the world.

He hoped that his beloved otaku wife's life would be more interesting, and he also hoped that the apprentices he taught would not become petty country bumpkins.

So, Rosen quickly flipped through the books one by one, entering the books into his adventure log as quickly as possible, and scanned more than a hundred books in the blink of an eye.

As he started to scan, Mrs. Samit's doubtful voice came from behind.

"Master Rosen, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm looking for a book to read."

"Can't you find the one you like after searching so many books?"

"Well, I have rather picky tastes. I want to find books that are rare, curious, but at the same time rigorous. Um, did I disturb your reading?"

"That's not true. Let me help you look for it. What kind of one are you looking for?"

Rosen sighed secretly and suddenly felt that this woman was a little nosy, but he couldn't refuse the other party's kindness, so he casually said: "It is best if it is related to history, and it is a little-known history."

"Understood."

Mrs. Samit helped to find it.

The library is very large. Rows of bookshelves are piled up like walls. Each bookshelf is more than two meters high.

Rosen was searching without any purpose. When he saw a good book, he would scan it into his diary.

Mrs. Samit was looking for her at Rosen's request.

After searching, her inner voice came from a remote corner.

"Let's take a look at this book "Clues of Ancient History", written by the famous explorer Sarmat."

Rosen could only follow the sound and walked over, and soon reached the corner, and Mrs. Samit happened to come out of it with a book. Without paying attention, the two of them bumped into each other.

Rosen was afraid that the other party would fall, so he subconsciously stretched out his arms and hugged her.

After hugging her for a while, she was about to let go. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Samit seemed to be unbalanced and kept retreating.

She backed away without saying a word, but also pulled Rosen back together, causing him to stagger and had to use several mage hands to stabilize his body again.

After a few steps, the two retreated to the wall behind the bookshelf.

Rosen's heart moved, and he immediately understood that this woman did it on purpose.

She has thoughts about herself.