Mercenaries and Adventurers

Kil first put on the armor neatly, and then equipped his body with weapons one by one.

The priests not far away had not dispersed yet, because the god of agriculture had left, and they finally dared to whisper and discuss what had just happened.

The vice-president's old friends did not keep it secret and told the story of the incident. Because it is not something that needs to be kept secret in the first place, many things seem to be transmitted very slowly. It is simply because the news only spreads within a circle, and people outside the circle do not get any news at all.

No one would pass on a message like this.

Not to mention that the social structure of the different world is clearly stratified, which is even more exaggerated. The price of information and knowledge has always been so expensive from ancient times to the present.

Knowing the reason for this continuous ceremony that even disturbed the God of Agriculture, many people showed pitiful expressions towards Priest Batal. But it was this expression that made Priest Batal's originally excited expression cool down and his face turned foul.

"Kiel, I have already thanked all the priests for their help. Let's leave after we collect the things!"

Seeing the heavily armed Kiel walking slowly, Priest Batal stepped forward and pulled Kiel's armor shell to go out.

The vice-president smiled and waved to one of his old associates, so the old priest whose name he didn’t know led the two of them through the layers of watching priests to a certain part of the church. direction.

The girl priest named Qingtian looked curiously at Kil, who was very different from yesterday. She frowned and thought about whether Kil was a good person or a bad person.

The vice-president waved to all the priests outside the gate of the central ceremony hall to come in. Firstly, he wanted to experience the residual scene of divine power left by the high-level ritual blessing at close range. Secondly, he just took this opportunity to give lectures that were not usual. The young priests who are interested in telling me how powerful these rituals and blessings are that they don't want to listen to.

He actually understood in his heart why young priests were willing to spend more time on magical prayers instead of ritual blessings. The reason was that they were exposed to magical prayers every day, but ritual blessings had a negative impact on the qualifications and strength of the priests. There are quite a few minimum requirements.

Moreover, when he gave lectures, he could only dryly follow the books summarized by his predecessors, and it was impossible to really release a powerful ritual during lectures.

The divine power consumed by ritual blessings far exceeds the magical power of prayer, and it is not far behind the consumption of battlefield divine spells. They are all high-level techniques that allow young priests to weigh whether they can release the divine power accumulated in their bodies.

Fortunately, today is a good opportunity. Although he and his old friends have consumed a lot of the magical power they have accumulated over a long period of time, if they do business and do things arranged by the gods, the God of Agriculture will give them various compensations.

Gods are great and generous. They will not ask you to do things but deny you benefits.

Many young priests cannot see this clearly, but old guys like him have already understood this truth, otherwise they would not have reached the strength and status they have today.

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"What shall I call this old priest?"

Walking in the stone column corridor entangled with vines, Kil whispered to Priest Batal and asked him to take them to receive the blessing items they had agreed upon before.

"What old priest! He is a trainee priest from Minggu. Even though he is called a trainee priest, in fact, the vast majority of priests work as pastors throughout their lives and have no chance to become a trainee priest."

After saying this, Priest Batal became depressed and seemed to realize that he had a high chance of not being promoted to the position of trainee priest in his lifetime.

Although he became a shepherd at a young age, most others also hold this position, and everyone is just doing it for each other.

Regardless of Priest Batal's sorrow, Kil walked faster and came to the ancient Priest Ming who was silently leading the way.

"Priest Minggu, where should we go to pick up the blessed props? By the way, is the blessing in the ceremony just now the same thing as this blessing?"

Facing Kiel's question, the old priest had no expression on his face. Although he looked a little tired, he walked one step closer every time. Nodding slightly and shaking his head, the old priest answered him despite Kil's puzzled expression.

"Kiel Warriors, they're similar, but very different."

"How to say?"

They happened to come to a relatively open garden at this time. There were many pine trees growing in the garden, and on the garden floor covered with pine needles, there were many cold plant flowers that relied on the scarce sunlight and the decay of pine needles to survive.

There was a small stone fountain in the center. The old priest happened to take a shortcut through the garden, so he took Keir and sat down by the fountain, sitting on the stone fence of the stone fountain.

Kiel sat down on the stone fence with a clang. The old priest's eyes twitched as he watched, fearing that Kiel would sit down so recklessly and collapse the fountain.

Fortunately, it is built vertically from a whole piece of rock and is very strong.

Priest Batal sat on the other side of the old priest.

The two of them saw that the old priest was a little tired, so they obeyed each other's wishes and sat down to rest.

It just so happens that although the surrounding pine tree garden occupies a small area, the layers of pine trees block the surrounding church scene. On the contrary, it gives people the feeling of arriving in the cold region of the north.

The surroundings were quite quiet, except for the sound of water falling from the fountain. Originally, the Church of the God of Agriculture was a very quiet place, but it was probably due to the sound-absorbing effect of the pine trees that it was particularly quiet.

"how to say."

After the old priest sat down, he took a breath and explained his doubts to Keir.

It seems that although this Minggu priest has little expression on his face, he is actually an old man with a warm and kind heart. He will still answer the questions of young people.

"To put it simply, they are all the external effects produced by the orderly aggregation of the divine power of the God of Agriculture. Regarding the origin of divine power, that is not something you and I can think about. We only talk about the orderly aggregation of divine power. The difference between the two Right here."

The old man paused, then bent down and reached out to scoop up a small handful of water from the fountain, and drank it slowly and gently.

"The object of divine power; the degree of internal weaving rules of divine power; the tightness of aggregation; the amount of divine power; the apparent effect."

When Keir heard what the old priest said, he felt a little dizzy, as if he had gone back to his previous life when he listened to the lecturer at the university and simplified the profound content.

But Priest Batal could probably understand, counting what the old priest said on his fingers. After listening, he seemed to find that he had forgotten most of the knowledge he had learned many years ago during his time in the village.

Then he showed an embarrassed smile.

"Ritual Blessing, Blessing and Blessing. Although the names look similar, it can easily confuse outsiders like you, the Kiel Warriors. But in fact, the difference is really big. To put it simply, the ritual is difficult to complete by one person. If there are multiple people cooperating, there is also a problem of coordination. The ceremony you just saw went well because we who participated in the ceremony have been familiar with each other for many years. We give similar and different ceremonies to many people every year. It’s been held many times, so it’s easy to watch.”

The old priest shook his head: "But haven't you noticed? The divine power that each of the six people has to release is exactly the same, at least it cannot be too different, which is difficult to achieve. Not to mention who goes first and who comes last, the movements cannot conflict at all. The ritual itself is actually a measure woven by the gods for us to collectively overcome the lack of human strength."

The old man raised his hand and played with it towards the sun: "We humans are actually neither better nor worse among all intelligent races. Although there are no shortcomings, there are not many advantages. There are only a few advantages. In human society, Adult humans at least have some thinking ability and intelligence. And there are enough of us."

"As for blessing, this is just a name. It is actually a kind of divine power gathering and weaving transfer that can be completed by a single priest. The normally accumulated divine power is gathered on some objects, and the divine power is continuously released or prayed. , the divine power controlled by the priest will be simply affected and gathered on the object, and under certain conditions, there will be an inner small cycle."

Kil carefully scratched his cheek with his fingers. He felt that he probably understood it, but not quite. Anyway, I seem to understand.

"That's it! I understand!"

A smile appeared on the old priest's expressionless face: "Do you really understand?"

"Yeah, I got it!"

The old priest nodded, and after resting for a while, everyone walked towards the place where valuable materials and items were stored.

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It was a small house behind a tall church.

They detoured from the church with music playing inside, and walked from the stone path outside the church to the back of the church.

In a small open space here, there is a small house made of stone.

Surrounding the house are stone pillars with the gods of agriculture and the four goddesses of the seasons carved on top.

The hut itself looks like it was carved out of a single boulder. There are no seams or entrances outside the house except for a metal gate on the front.

Priest Minggu walked in front, and no movement was seen from him. With just a flick of his hand, the metal gate at the door of the hut fell down obediently.

Behind the door is a downward spiral stone staircase.

As expected, important places are hidden underground.

Kil smiled, walked at the end, and was the third one to enter the stone stairs and go down.

The rotating stone staircase is not steep. It is probably because some priests with high strength and status are old people, so they will not build this place to store supplies and items. It is very difficult.

The two-meter-wide stone staircase goes downwards. The height of each section of the stone staircase is very limited, and the stairs are very wide. It is convenient, but for young people like Kiel, it is very uncomfortable to walk.

They walked down about ten meters deep, and the surrounding lighting came from the green light of the god of agriculture emitted by the two priests in front. Only then did Kiel understand why there were no lighting facilities in this staircase. It turned out that for priests, if they needed lighting in a short time, they could just let the power of the god of agriculture in their bodies shine through.

Although the glistening green light is not very bright, it is more than enough to illuminate the road.

Kil fiddled with the scabbard of his hunting sword and the two-handed ax of Yueshui's head carried behind him, making them glow faintly. If others can shine, he can't lag behind, right?

What if someone looks down on you.

After reaching the bottom of the stairs, there is another metal gate in front of you.

Priest Ming Gu did not open the door so easily this time. He placed his palm on a certain part of the metal gate. The light of divine power on his body was released and closed, and the metal gate fell again, revealing the situation behind the door.

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Behind the door is a relatively open and square underground hall. The hall is relatively empty, with only some stone bookshelves attached to the wall.

Opposite the metal gate, at the end of the underground hall, there is also a statue of the God of Saturn carved in white stone. In the four corners of the hall, there are four other goddess statues with different appearances and movements.

It didn't take much for Keir to know that it must be the statue of the goddess of the seasons.

Sure enough, as he entered the hall, he easily identified who the four statues were.

As soon as you enter the door, the goddess on the left rear raises her hands to look like giving something away. There are piles of harvest crops at the feet of the statue. Haha, this must be the goddess of autumn - Loneliness.

As soon as you enter the door, behind you to the right is a sturdy goddess carrying a logging ax. She has a hearty smile on her face. She is carrying the logging ax in one hand, and the other hand is holding a dwarf-style wine glass boldly. It looks like she is logging. Drinking is both good and bad. This one must be the Lady of Winter - Tweely Ness.

The statue on the left front at the end of the underground hall is cool and beautiful, wearing sandals, holding the hem of a long skirt in one hand, and holding the lady's aristocratic sunhat on her head in one hand. Obviously, this is the goddess of summer who can represent summer-luxury.

Finally, on the right side in front is the goddess of spring - joy. The goddess was wearing a robe with a dignified posture and stood quietly on the spot. However, the goddess was holding a leather umbrella made of thin sheepskin to protect herself from the rain. There was a slight smile on his face.

The lighting in the underground hall relies entirely on the bright white light emitted by these five statues.

Only then did Keir understand why the locals said that the white stone city wall on the east side of Montoka City was bright no matter day or night.

It would be a wonderful sight if the city wall made by the dwarves could emit light as brightly as these statues.

There is someone in the hall.

But when they came down, the only few priests here were sitting or standing praying in front of the statue of Saturn.

But when they officially entered the hall, these people quickly ended their prayers and turned to look at the three of them.

"This is Minggu trainee pastor. Why are you bringing these two people here? Do you do it on the orders of the deputy dean?"

The person who spoke to the ancient priest of the Ming Dynasty was an equally old priest. However, unlike most priests of the God of Agriculture who wore light-colored robes, the robes on the priest who asked the question were dark in color. If it were not for the emblem of the God of Agriculture embroidered on his chest, he would not be able to see anything. You didn't recognize this person as a priest of Saturn.

The other four priests standing on the left and right are all middle-aged men. Judging from the robes on their bodies, they seem to hold the same position as pastors like the old man.

"Yes, these two are brave men who have been commissioned by the great Saturn to carry out a dangerous mission. These are the Joe-Kil warriors, the 'comers' appointed by the great Saturn, who are on this trip to assist the people in the southern provinces. Priest Lothar Batal rescued the believers and people who were kidnapped by the rebels."

Priest Minggu took something out of his sleeve and took out a small statue of the god of agriculture that represented the deputy priest.

As soon as they saw this thing, the five Saturn priests who were in charge of the work here all recognized it. So he nodded and asked them what help they needed.

"Give these two young men some blessed weapons and props that are sufficient for this trip."

Priest Minggu turned aside so that the person opposite could clearly see the two men following him.

"This is the Kiel Warrior. He is fully equipped, what else do you need?"

Kiel took two steps forward and said: "I need some auxiliary props to help me move easily in the southern province with mountains, rivers and forests."

After saying this, the people on the other side understood. The five of them discussed it softly, and then the youngest one walked to a wall of the hall. I don't know what he did, and the thick rock wall protruded toward them. Slide one side open.

A room behind it was revealed.

There was a locked metal railing blocking the door of the room. The priest found the key from the key ring on his waist, opened the metal railing and walked in.

After a while, he walked out carrying several items.

After the other party came outside the door, he put down his things first, locked the metal railing again, closed the stone wall, and then came over with his things in his arms.

The old priest in black robe stretched out his hand, and a large piece of the ground in the middle of the hall rose up. After being raised by more than one meter, it became a stone table that could be used to place items of any size.

The things he took out were placed on the stone table one by one. The most important thing that Keir saw were two mottled plant hoods with many branches and shrubs.

In addition, there is a set of metal nails and several stone balls that are combined together.

There are also two small wooden statues of Saturn.

A mini cabin toy no bigger than the palm of your hand.

Keir became curious and asked what these things were.