Mercenaries and Adventurers

After being reminded, Kil gathered his energy and tried his best to calm down the boiling life energy in his body.

"Kiel Warrior, can you communicate with the seeds of the God of Agriculture in your body? Let it connect with the young leaves on your left and right?"

The deputy dean's voice continued to sound, but Kil couldn't do it, so he had to shake his head.

"Well, you gather your life energy, and blessings are coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kil felt that his hands were being fiddled with by the vice-rector's power and he was raised up and down. His armpits and left and right ribs were exposed towards the old priests.

Then those extremely green leaves absorbed the divine power and slowly floated towards Kil's body.

Zi~~

A tender leaf of divine power came into contact with the skin of Kil's ribs, and then it felt like a burning flame on the skin.

But not the pain, the pain was nowhere near what Kier was feeling at this moment.

Because the moment the divine leaves touched his skin, a large amount of information was forcibly transmitted from Keir's ribs to his brain.

It's magical, as if there is suddenly an extra tongue in my ribs, and I can taste the sweet, sour, and spicy flavors in an instant; it's like there's an extra nose in my ribs, and the smelly and sour flavors rush in; and it's like I have an extra pair of eyes, In an instant, I saw all the colors in the world.

Compared with this, pain seems too monotonous and inferior.

But unlike Priest Batal, the blessing of the 'source of grass and trees' does not require corresponding knowledge and information, so this feeling comes and goes quickly.

Keir had just felt this incredible sense of perception for a moment, but the next moment, all the necessary knowledge and information from a young leaf was over.

"Ah? Is this the end?"

As soon as Kil had this question, the next young leaf touched the other side of his ribs.

So, the above feeling came to him again.

"Kir warrior, control your life energy." The vice-rector reminded again.

Kil took a deep breath and tried to keep the life energy in his body away from the ribs of his body, driving them to his limbs and getting them busy, providing the limbs with strength support beyond the original body.

Just as young leaves kept touching Kiel's rib area, the vice-rector clasped his hands together and muttered something.

Around his body, the air gradually turned into waves, just like the air on a hot day, twisting and deforming.

But there didn't seem to be any obvious changes in the surroundings, until Kil felt that the seeds of the God of Agriculture deep in his abdomen seemed to have changed after the deputy dean recited in a low voice.

It began to move, and the half-substantial, half-illusory divine energy core began to move upwards from the abdomen gradually.

Although it moved slowly, Kil's body was not big, so the sprout of the divine power seed that had already sprouted quickly moved to Kil's stomach, and stretched out two pieces from the top of the sprout to its left and right directions. Glorious blades of grass.

Its grass leaves wrapped a large amount of the divine power of the god of agriculture that was originally in Kil's body, extending to the lungs, and then the ribs, allowing the divine power to come into contact with the young leaves of the blessed divine power from outside.

Upon contact, the divine power on the blessing gradually changed, gradually becoming less like the divine power provided by the old priests around him, and more like the divine power that Kil originally had in his body.

"Huh, okay, this step is completed. Warrior Kiel, you don't need to control your life energy anymore. Let me see if your life energy will still reject the blessing and the divine power attached to it."

The deputy dean's voice made Keir understand what the whole process was about.

He relaxed his control over the life energy, and then the life energy in the limbs flowed back to the trunk of the body along with the nerves, blood vessels, and body tissues.

When they came into contact with several tender leaves of divine blessing on the ribs, they seemed a little strange, so they all surrounded them and gathered in large numbers.

Kil closed his eyes, worriedly sensing the situation inside his body.

But fortunately, my life energy was originally in harmony with the divine power of the God of Agriculture in my body. After realizing that these new blessings were still the original 'old tenants', they gradually dispersed after gathering together. On average, filled Kil's body.

-

Several old priests seemed a little tired, sitting cross-legged on the lawn to rest.

The vice-rector also put away his invisible power of the god of agriculture, which was so powerful and unfathomable.

Keir stood there with his eyes closed, his raised arms gradually relaxing, resting on the skirt around his waist. Several small green leaves between his left and right ribs shone brightly, with dynamically changing patterns on the leaves.

They are grass and trees that are constantly growing upward. The grass and trees on each blade are different. Some are grass, some are flowers, some are shrubs, some are big trees, some are vines, and some are wheat.

Kil opened his eyes and exhaled heavily.

"The ceremony is completed. This blessing of 'source of grass and trees' can provide you with at least one opportunity to activate unlimited energy every day. The duration depends entirely on how long your body can bear it. Although this blessing is powerful, it will also affect you. It puts a strain on the body, especially the lungs and heart.”

At the end, the vice-president's expression was a little strange, but Kil didn't notice it.

He lowered his head curiously and looked at the extra skin between his ribs.

"The leaves tell me they last for at least a month. If used less, the duration could be extended?"

Kiel asked the deputy dean. As the leader of the ceremony, the deputy dean, who is very powerful in terms of status and strength, must understand the situation that is not explained in these blessing leaves.

The old man nodded: "Yes, in fact it has a total amount of divine power. If you use it every day for a month, its total amount of divine power can last for exactly one month, which is the entire month of the big month."

Keir knew that the local months are divided into small moons. Because there are three moons and three moon gods, the size of the months is quite complicated. Some small months only have about ten days, and some have more than twenty days. There are no A fixed length. The big moon lasts at least more than forty days, and the longest one lasts more than sixty days.

Of course, of course, even the seemingly complicated laws of celestial movement have long been calculated and understood by intelligent creatures. Most priests everywhere have a monthly calendar that can be arranged for the next hundred years. Whether each month has a big or small moon, and how many moons there are. Heaven, what is the phase of the moon, whether it is a small full moon or a large full moon, or a hidden moon, whether it is a first quarter moon as a whole, or a waning moon as a whole. It’s all clearly recorded above.

It was a thick book. Keel had seen it when he was in Kendall County and knew that larger churches would prepare it.

Because this not only records the changes of days, but also is the main note that affects many ritual activities.

On days when there is a full moon, people can easily move around at night.

Because it's really bright.

But on days when the moon is hidden, every household has to close its doors and windows, which is a very convenient day for thieves to operate. Traders who are out and about must be careful. These days are when wild beasts and monsters are most active.

"Want to try it? Kil."

Priest Batal saw that Kil's ceremony was over and asked curiously from afar.

Kil shook his head: "Infinite energy, it's better to use it when it needs to be activated. It's really not needed under normal circumstances."

The vice-dean smiled and said, "How about it? If you feel okay, then continue?"

Nodding heavily, Kil raised his head: "Come on, what is the next ritual blessing you recommend?"

"We have everything we need. The remaining areas that need to be supplemented can be filled by relying on some blessed weapons and equipment. So, Kil, what kind of abilities do you think you need?"

The vice-rector looked at Kil and asked Kil to take the initiative to provide the blessing ability he needed.

Kil scratched his head and thought carefully about what deficiencies there were in his current combat system.

"Ah! I thought of it!"

Keir shouted, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"What have you thought of? Judging from your expression, it must be a very important part, right?"

The deputy dean fiddled with his beard and stood there, with the long wooden staff beside him. Even though the deputy dean did not reach out to support it, he still stood on the lawn minding his own business.

Although it didn't look like a mountain or a river, when everyone saw this wooden knob growing into a staff, they knew that it must be a powerful weapon blessed by divine power.

Perhaps it is not only a weapon, but also has more abilities and functions.

Kil smiled slightly and said: "Vice-deacon, I think what Batal and I need most during this trip is the ability to investigate!"

"Mm, um, that's right, that's right."

The old deputy dean was silent for a moment and nodded, as if he didn't expect that Kil's words were beyond his imagination.

Seeing the powerful priest like this, Kil felt that the opponent might be powerful, but he might not have rich experience in combat adventures.

"What should I say? Detection ability."

The vice-rector blinked and looked at Keir, waiting for his explanation.

Kiir said: "First of all, the tragedy in Changmai Village where Priest Batal is located has been happening for some time."

"What happened more than half a month ago."

Priest Batal added.

"Yes, it has been so long, and it is spring now, and there is frequent rainfall. Therefore, even if the defeated army took away a large number of villagers and produced obvious traces of evacuation, it must have been blurred after such a long time. In addition, the defeated army Where is their station? Where did they take the villagers? Did they control them themselves and enslave them, or did they shamelessly betray them to some people or groups? And where are those villagers now?"

Kil paused for a moment to let everyone present understand what he just said: "Therefore, the action of rescuing the villagers requires not only sufficient logistical food support, but also sufficient force guarantee. The most important thing is."

Keir raised a finger: "Effective detection capabilities."

What Keir said was clear and logical, and his reasons were very reasonable, but it put the vice-rector himself in a difficult position.

The reason is very simple, the God of Agriculture and the Church of God of Agriculture are not good at this.

There is no such thing in the priesthood of Saturn, and the various affairs of the Church of Saturn rarely require this ability and preparation.

"Ability to investigate?"

The vice-rector put his hands behind his back and walked in a circle around his long wooden staff in silence.

Seeing his appearance, everyone else was silent for the time being. Kil also realized something and looked embarrassed.

The old but spirited vice-priest walked in a small circle, then stopped and looked up at the tall white stone statue of the God of Agriculture in the central ceremony hall.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask our gods."

The deputy dean said so.

Kil's eyes widened, but the other priests of the Church of Saturn lowered their heads, clasped their hands and muttered something.

Kil's ears were sharp and he heard the words of an old priest next to him.

"Your Majesty, the great god of agriculture, believers please listen to your words."

So I repeated this sentence over and over again.

But unlike others, the vice-rector only raised his head to look at the statue of the Goddess of Agriculture and made no other movements.

The tall white stone statue made of Shiraishi glowed slightly, and soon, a tiny beam of light fell from the sky.

The landing point is the head of the official statue.

Kil's eyes widened and he looked up at the head of the statue. He didn't expect that the vice-rector could actually take the initiative to communicate with the gods.

And the God of Agriculture actually responded personally! ! !

It's not like he hasn't seen gods appear before. At last year's Harvest Festival, the god of craftsmen and forging came in person and caused a climax.

But what day it was and why the gods were there were also very important.

But unexpectedly, on this ordinary day, because of an 'ordinary little thing', a tall and thin old man, an old and inconspicuous local parish priest, said that he wanted to talk to the God of Agriculture. The god of agriculture has really come.

Kil swallowed subconsciously, not knowing whether he should be surprised by the arrival of the God of Agriculture or the old and powerful priest in front of him.

-

The communication between the vice-priest and the God of Agriculture was completely inaccessible to others. It seemed to be a communication of consciousness or soul. The old vice-priest just looked up at the head of the statue, and the statue just looked down at the tiny figure on the lawn as usual. Humanity.

The exchange is complete.

"Um."

The vice-president breathed out a breath and turned to look at Keir.

"The great god of agriculture said, how about he provide a blessing and perform the ceremony through my hands?"

Keir forced a smile, raised his hands calmly like a primary school student and asked: "So, I want to ask, what is the blessing? How to do the ceremony? I'll just ask."

Kil looked up at the head of the tall statue. At this moment, the cyan light beam falling from the sky was still shining on the head of the statue.

Kil blinked, and he seemed to see the face of the statue that was originally just blurry, and his mouth seemed to curl up, as if he was smiling.

What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at him?

what's so funny.

The vice-rector looked back and looked at his face, and then said to Keir: "The blessing is called 'Summoning the Spiritual Beast in the Heart'. It seems that when the blessing is activated, a spiritual beast in the summoner's inner image is summoned. This spirit The beast has its own magical abilities, and can only be seen by the summoner or a powerful being. It is perfect for use in reconnaissance and search."

The vice-rector continued: "As for the ceremony, the great God of Agriculture will come forward, and I am enough. Moreover, the ceremony must be successful and the effect must be the best. Of course, it is all because of the great God of Agriculture, not my merit and ability. "

Keir took a deep breath: "Then what else can you say? Come on."

-

The other priests present stood up and respectfully retreated to the door of the central ceremony hall.

There was no calm at the door at this moment. Usually no one came here. Except for the trainee priest who cleaned the place every day, no one came here.

But since the vice-president and his staff began to perform ritual blessings for Priest Batal just now, there was a young Priest of Saturn looking in curiously outside the gate of the central ceremony venue.

They had no other thoughts, they just wanted to see what the ceremony was like and gain some knowledge and experience.

Because one day, they will all become part of the ceremony. Or one who is blessed by a ritual.

Both are good. The young priest just wants to be more exposed to the powerful rituals and blessings, as well as the powerful power of the God of Agriculture and the church behind them.

Unlike Batal, the resident priest from the southern province, these young priests operating in the densely populated archdiocese of Montauca City are under a lot of pressure.

The most elite, smartest and capable young priests in the entire diocese gather here, and everyone hopes that they can gradually become stronger through the strength of the local diocese.

This is true, but these smart young priests may not understand that it is not really that good to be involved in a diocese as large as Montauca.

There are not a hundred but fifty similar parishes under the command of the God of Agriculture. The more densely packed the priests are, the less real and effective achievements they can make.

Ever since the vice-priest communicated with the God of Agriculture a moment ago, and the God of Agriculture actually appeared and lowered his personal beam of light, the priests and other powerful men who had reached a certain level of strength in Montoka City have all noticed this.

But the appearance of the God of Saturn is in the core area of ​​the Church of the God of Saturn, and there is no way for others to see or pry into it.

The priests at home did not have this problem. The priests who had nothing to do with their hands quickly walked or even trotted over to the central ceremony venue. They all gathered outside the gate and did not dare to go inside to disturb them.

So, under the watchful eyes of dozens of local priests outside the gate of the ceremony, Kiel stood gracefully on the spot, while the vice-rector himself faced Kiel with a smile and turned his back to the statue.

The vice-rector summoned his long wooden staff, then raised his hands horizontally.

The vice-priest was nowhere to be seen. The emerald-green light of the long wooden staff shone brightly, and the green grass surrounding the vice-priest instantly grew rapidly and moved closer to the priest himself.

The long stick with wooden knobs also pulled out young leaves and buds at an extremely fast speed.

These tender leaf buds grew rapidly, and then wrapped downwards to cover the vice-priest's arms, and then the body, but leaving aside the head and face.

Grass blades from below, young leaves and tree buds from above, within a few breaths, the vice-rector himself was covered.

But this kind of covering does not entangle the person completely in place. On the contrary, it is like wearing a plant coat or a green cloak for the deputy dean himself.

Kil looked at the changes in front of him with interest. He guessed that this was not part of the ceremony, but could be a means for the vice-rector to improve his own strength.

After all, it is only right that the God of Agriculture performs ritual blessings through his hands to enhance his strength so that the gods can do whatever they want.

As soon as Kil's thoughts came to an end, the statue's head, shrouded in a beam of light descending from the sky, immediately emitted a stream of the purest cyan divine power from its eyes, targeting the vice-rector himself who had made the change.

In just a moment, after the vice-rector in green clothes received the divine power from the god himself, the divine power turned around and crashed straight into Kiel.

boom!

Kil's whole body was hit by the divine power, and his whole body was surrounded by the powerful blue divine power. His feet lifted off the ground and he floated up.