Pivot of the Sky

Chapter 024: Medanzo's Ambition

Amon received the highest standard of courtesy in the cave savage tribe, and lived alone in the largest and highest thatched cottage in the village. Even Schrodinger had a soft grass nest with leather mattresses inside. While Amon was resting that night, the tribe's patriarch Lin Ke and Amen's new friend Medanzo did not sleep. The two discussed the matter in private in a large cave lit by a fire.

Link: "Brother, since you are here, I have been entertaining and delicious, and I have told the people that you are a friend of the gods. When you are in danger, I will immediately gather the whole family of warriors to save you ..."

Mei Danzuo waved his hand: "Stop, stop, don't mention this, you'll be mad when you say it! Let's just talk about anything, is there something else to ask me?"

Link's application was a little bit hesitant, and he whispered in the past: "I promised to exchange with you all the horse leather produced by the tribe, and I sent people around to find the ancestral relics you said. You promised me to find the ancestral relics. After that, I gained the power of the gods with me, but years have passed, and I am afraid that it is difficult to find in your heart. You have taken away the best fine iron billets in our family, but promised to exchange ... "

Medanzo interrupted him again: "Linke, do you want to calculate the general ledger with me? I don't give you any good, things that owe your tribe, next time you bring them together, when will I not speak? Count it? "

Lin Ke quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I didn't mean that. Are you looking for ancestral relics, not to master the power given by that god? And your friend ... obviously, yes, why don't you ask him for advice? How about you? If he promised to teach you, by the way, please help me, but we both said that we should learn together. "

Medanzo was embarrassed to say that Amon was accidentally met on the road, but only saved his life, but did not want to lose face in front of Link, and had to pretend: "Amon taught me of course, no problem, but we have Fate! But why do people teach you? "

Lin Ke said with a grimace, "I'm not begging you. I and you are too acquainted with each other! If you agree to this matter, our tribe will ..." He said that he stopped here, what he said That's good, but it also hints that Medanzo owes something to the Horde.

Medanzo was a little bit embarrassed, but he knew that the world ’s divine magic could not be learned at will, and only the nobles were qualified after receiving the permission of the temple. No magician would pass these to a savage tribe chief. That would violate both the vows in the temple and severe penalties.

Suffering, he suddenly thought of Amon's coming, and his brain moved: "Let me tell you, Amon is here to find something. It is said that the spirit is lost here. If you can send people to help him find it, Maybe I can find a way to ask him to teach you how to grasp the power that God gives. "

Link looked cheerful: "What is the messenger of the gods looking for?"

Medanzo evaded: "I'm not quite sure, but I can help you pass a word, say what you think, and then ask Amon yourself."

Link quickly stood up and said, "Then you are not ready to go!"

Medanzo also stood up and spread his hands, "Most of the night, you can't let me empty-handed to disturb others, right?"

Linke nodded again and again: "I understand that there is still wine in the tribe, and I will send someone to get it right away."

Medanzo patted his shoulder: "Where has your clan kept all the wine? I'll get it with you."

At the entrance of the cave, Medanzo seemed to intentionally or unintentionally asked, "Do you really think that Amon is a messenger of the gods?"

Link's expression was a bit cunning: "Don't you say he is a magician? I guess the ancestor you are looking for is also a magician? I now understand what the magician means. Since the people here Think of him as a messenger of the gods, then he is a messenger of the gods, isn't he? "He thought and added with a serious expression:" This godly messenger does have the power of the gods. It is beyond doubt. . "

Medanzo froze: "You don't know what kind of gods people believe in!"

Link pointed back: "It's better than a fire?"

Medanzo was amused: "You can only tell me this, you can't mention it in front of the people."

...

Amon sat quietly in the room and raised his hand. A light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the light turned into a tongue of fire in the void. This was the fire elemental magic he had just begun to practice. Unlike the original study of water elemental magic, he was soon able to summon a flame directly without the aid of a staff. If other magicians of the second level see Amon so stubborn, they will be surprised to shut up.

Amon's staff is very powerful. It is very different to use it. It is the most convenient way to master and familiarize with the magic, and then to practice and experience it in the most difficult way. This is Amon's habit. The flames summoned in the void were fun, like a shiny villain dancing, but Amon didn't dare to direct the flames to dance arbitrarily, for fear of burning his house.

He looked at the flames and was thinking about his mind. The tribe's position is very high. If he remembered correctly, he had already passed through the three clouds around the mountainside. This is where the old lunatic said he could stay. He needs to practice low-level divine skills on such high mountains and pay attention to the east sky.

Amon was still worried about where he settled. He didn't have much food with him. He didn't expect to encounter such a tribe. It is delicious, delicious, and entertaining. It is most suitable to stay here to practice divine magic. You do n’t have to go hunting yourself to find accommodation. He had this idea in his heart, so he played that magic in front of the fire, thanks to the reminder of the old lunatic.

At this moment, the voice of Medanzo came from outside the house: "Respected wizard, have you rested? I'm Medanzo, and I'll bring you wine and delicious barbecue for your cat. "

Schrodinger jumped out of the grassy nest with his bones, and Amon bombed out the flames and shouted, "I haven't rested yet. Come in."

Medanzo pushed open the door and walked in, followed by two petite dwarfs, one holding a clay pot and the other holding a wooden plate with flaky shale on a hot stone Fresh meat is squeezing oil. The dwarves put down their things and backed out. Medanzo placed two stone cups on a wooden board. One cup was empty, and the other cup was filled with animal fat and a hay stalk. It was the oldest. Candle is also the most luxurious lighting tool in the tribe.

Amon froze, "Are you looking for me to drink this night?"

Medanzo shook his head and said, "No, no, I represent the tribe here to present wine to the messengers of the gods." When speaking, he took the clay pot and poured a glass of wine, and placed it respectfully in front of Amon.

Amon sucked his nose gently and knew that the wine was not good. Although he didn't drink alcohol often, there was a father of alcoholics at home, and the wines the merchants brought to Duke were all good wines. Amon can distinguish the quality of wine based on the smell alone, but it is not easy to drink wine in the cave savage tribes on this mountain.

Amon reached out and said, "Thank you so much. Sit down and drink together."

Medanzo hurriedly waved his hand: "Holy theorist, I should call your lord outside the mountain, how can I beg to drink with you at a table?"

Amon smiled: "Isn't this in the dwarf tribe! You deliver wine and meat in the middle of the night, how can I let you watch me drink alone?"

Mei Danzuo nodded homeopathically: "Then I'll accompany you for a few drinks." He ran to the door and shouted, "Bring another cup!" Seeing this posture, he also wanted to drink, otherwise he just wanted to drink. I won't say "I'm sorry" but "No".

Amon told him to sit down and drink, and Medanzo was ecstatic and secretly muttered that his plan might be successful. This wizard is very young, looks like a teenager, and does not have the high-level lords in the temple. He is easy-going and speaks well. It seems that his status is not high.

On the other hand, when such a wizard is sent to this place, it is clearly a punishment and exile. It must be that the family priest had offended and which high priest in power did not deal with him openly, but found a reason to expel him from the temple and destroy himself. Where to find something in this mountain!

In this case, his plot may not succeed. Link wanted to learn divine magic, and Medanzo himself wanted to learn divine magic, otherwise he would not venture into the jungle to find the ancestral remains. If a wizard is encountered under normal circumstances, it is impossible to teach him the magic without authorization. But here, Amon's appearance seems to be negotiable.

The two were drinking and chatting, and Medanzo talked about his experience intentionally or unintentionally--

Their family ancestors have also been prominent. His great-grandfather was a priest and a sixth-level wizard at the Marduk Temple in Barron. He was only one step away from becoming a great wizard, but was unfortunately injured in a war. Escape the battlefield with a precious scroll of flying magic. It may be that the scroll's mana is exhausted or the injury is too heavy, and Medanzo's great ancestor fell to the deep mountain jungle near the Youdi Valley.

After his great-grandfather disappeared, the family almost went bankrupt and owed a huge debt. Just then a stranger from afar rescued Medanzo's great grandmother and grandfather. It was a hunter from Assyria who stumbled upon the body, relic, and suicide note of Medanzo's great-grandfather while hunting in the valley of the Youdi.

The hunter buried his great-grandfather according to the contents of the testament and sent the relics to the city of Barron. These relics are very valuable, just the staff inlaid with two divine stones is enough to pay off the debt. Later, although the orphans and widows preserved the family's territory, because he offended a local noble adult, Medanzo's grandfather grew up and lost his qualifications to inherit the priest. The ritual did not have the power given by the awakened gods.

This is a complete excuse. It is clear that someone is not a magician but still has a nominal priesthood.

Anyway, it is not easy for orphans and widows to live a life. Needless to say, the history of the family ’s suffering is a declining and underserved aristocratic family that has been forgotten in Barron City. In the generation of Medanzo, even the identity of nobles was lost, just ordinary civilians. When people talked about the past, they even laughed at his grandfather's uselessness, so that future generations did not decline.

That hunter also relayed the last words of Medanzo's great ancestor. It is said that the sixth-level magician fell to the deep valley and did not die on the spot. In the pain, he prayed to God Marduk for seven days and seven nights and was finally desperate, so he recorded all the contents of his learned magic in a cave. After his body was found, he was buried, and his relics were returned to his hometown. Later, the hunter realized his last wish.

Medanzo said, paying attention to observe Amon's complexion, because there was already an offense against the gods, and his great-grandfather's actions also violated the metaphor of the temple. But Amon didn't mean to be angry or scold him, and he looked seriously and carefully. Medanzo then proceeded cautiously--

When Medanzo was a child, he heard the legend of his great-grandfather from his grandfather. This is a family secret and cannot be mentioned to outsiders. When he grew up, he had lost his qualifications to learn divine magic, so he studied physical skills, and became a fourth-level samurai just after the age of twenty. But he has not been reconciled, the wish and dream of life is to be able to learn divine art.

This is impossible in Barron. No one will teach him. It is against the law to privately teach divine magic in his capacity, and the preacher will be punished as well. So Medanzo remembered the story of the great-grandfather. Is the theatrical content written in the cave where the great-grandfather fell? If you find that place, maybe you can practice divine magic by yourself.

With the possibility of luck, the young Medanzo went deep into the valley and mountains at the border between Barron and Hati in an attempt to find the remains of his ancestors. But he did not have a detailed map, only knowing that a general range was almost impossible to find, but he became familiar with a dwarf tribe in the mountains.

Speaking of this, Medanzo explained very bluntly: "Honored magician, I treat you as a friend and you are my life-saving benefactor to confess such a secret to you. I am not trying to be a magic Division, my ancestor was a theologian, according to the law I should have inherited his status. But he died for the country in the battle but was ridiculed for escape, and future generations were also treated unfairly. My only The purpose is just to restore the glory of my ancestors, and to prove that I am fully qualified to inherit this glory. "

After speaking, he waited for a long time without hearing Amon's voice. He raised his head anxiously and froze. After a while, he suddenly reacted as if suddenly standing up. He stepped back and knelt down and said, "God. How could there be such a coincidence? You are holding Mr. Nietzsche's token! "

I saw Amon holding something in the candlelight. It was a small golden brand with emblems on both sides, engraved with cursive and sword, like a seal and a temple nameplate. When Mei Danzuo Chen said his family history just now, Amon had already confirmed Mei Danzuo's identity, that is, the descendant of the divine wizard who was found in the valley of the Youdi more than 100 years ago.

When the widow of the theologian sent Nietzsche away, he also purposely built a gold medal for Nietzsche, and said that in the future, he could send someone to find someone in his family with this brand. This brand later became a token of Nietzsche. The old lunatic took it to travel all over the mainland, and handed it to Amon the night before the farewell, so that Amon carefully collected it and might be useful in the future.

It has been more than a hundred years, and Amon is not sure if Medanzo still knows this token, and whether the widow's words were passed down. So he tentatively came up with this brand. If Medanzo didn't recognize it, he didn't want to mention it again, but Medanzo actually recognized it at a glance!

Amon stood up and said, "I'm not mistaken. You know Mr. Nietzsche's name, but why are you talking on your knees?"

Medanzo replied: "This is the legacy of our family. Mr. Nietzsche is the benefactor who saved our family. He selflessly sent the precious relics of his ancestors back to Barron. Seeing this token is like seeing Nietzsche Sir, be sure to salute and help as much as possible. I have known this emblem on my token since I was a child, and I have dreamt of seeing Mr. Nietzsche or his descendants. "

This is a big truth. Medanzo knew that Nietzsche was a magician who learned private magic. The magic he learned was derived from the testament of his great-grandfather. If he saw Nietzsche, he might learn the magic left by his ancestors. ——This is one of Medanzo's childhood fantasies, so I remember the emblem on this token very clearly.

Amon: "You didn't tell the whole truth just now. Mr. Nietzsche is a magician, and you only say that he is a hunter."

Medanzo quickly explained: "Yes, you also know that the identity of a magician cannot be made public, so I dare not reveal it in the presence of such a distinguished theologian. ... Mr. Amon, you How can there be Mr. Nietzsche's relic? "

Relic? Medanzo took it for granted that Nietzsche was dead. After all, it was more than a hundred years ago. Amon in front of him is either his offspring or his successor. Otherwise, it is impossible to tell this story himself. It just happened to take out this brand, but he didn't mention Nietzsche's name at all.

"This is indeed a token of Mr. Nietzsche. He handed it to me. It was a coincidence that we could meet here! But if you think about it, it is not without reason. You came here in search of the ancestor's relics. I am here. I met you .... Get up, let's continue drinking, and you suddenly told me the private past in these families, isn't there no reason? "Amon walked over and pulled Medanzow back to the humble plank. Sit down at the table.

Medanzo flushed with excitement, clenched the stone wine glass with both hands, leaned forward and said, "Mr. Nietzsche handed the token to you? So he is still alive? Then he must be a great magician! Can I see Mr. Nietzsche? Can you take me to see him? "He asked a series of questions, agitated incoherently.

Amon waved his hand and said, "Medanzo, don't be excited! I'm afraid I can't take you to Mr. Nietzsche or tell you where he is. Your family's legacy does not include these, right? ... you haven't answered yet My question just now came to me suddenly tonight to talk about the family's secret past, why? "

Medanzo then awakened, remembering that the family's legacy was to try his best to help people holding tokens, not to make various demands as soon as they met. He took a deep breath and finally said, "In fact, I want to learn from you the magic, and I want to see Mr. Nietzsche also because I want to learn the magic .... Mr. Amon, are you also a ..."

Amon intercepted and said, "Do you want to ask if I am also a magician? Mr. Nietzsche was a magician at that time, but it does not mean that he will always be a magician. A great magician wants to get a magician. Qualification is not difficult, don't forget that it's been over a hundred years. "He did not say whether he was a magician or not, and bypassed the question vaguely.