The Summoner

Stepping out of the garden, Adrien turned into the castle hall.

At the end of the dinner, the servants cleaned it cleanly during this time, and replaced the brand-new tablecloth on the long table with flowers and crafts, which were full of luxurious aristocratic style.

Barrett was still sitting in his chair, waiting dumbly for Dorens' return.

This is a bit silly.

Because young?

Adrien did not want to comment on this.

When Barrett saw him coming in, there was a little panic and hostility on the small face, so he pretended to glance indifferently, lifted his chin slightly to prove that he was the future master of this place, and did not take the initiative to say hello, but picked up the cup in front of him In the light water with honey, there is a somewhat pretentious look, but there is no such kind of heir should be.

I have to say that he was still too young, so young that Adrien didn't have too much pressure, just sat in his place, drinking honey water that the servants had filled up, and looked at Barrett with a playful taste.

"You... see what I'm doing?" Barrett was a little flustered.

"Ok?"

Adrien chuckled.

After drinking two sips of honey water, the sweet liquid moisturized the throat: "If you didn't look at me, how do you know I look at you?" He smiled and drank the remaining honey water in the glass: "Is this the truth?"

"You...you're arrogant!" Barrett was somewhat embarrassed.

"Yes."

Adrian did not deny it.

Putting down the empty cup, he got up and walked over, stopped in front of the panicked little face curled up on the chair, patted his shoulders and said with a long center of gravity: "The crown is easy to wear, its weight is unbearable."

"Wh... what?" Barrett's tone was shaking.

"It's nothing!"

Adrien shrugged and turned away.

He didn’t have to stay in the lobby, would he still have to wait with this stupid brother to wait for Barrett, who had become a corpse, to come back? Stop it! The dead people, if they really come back, it’s probably a grudge or zombie !

As for Dorons' death, will his young heart be distorted?

That's not his business.

…………

Back in the room, the precious gilt clock in the corner rang softly.

The pointer is fixed at 9:30.

Late into the night.

Adrien blew out the candlelight on the table and came to the bed to undress and sleep by the light of the stars and moon outside the window.

Lying on the bed, I had the holy emblem in my pocket. The cold touch was like ice condensed at the bottom of the cliff in winter. Just holding it tightly seemed to freeze his palm. stiff.

Holy symbol of the king of lies.

It was also something that old Owen seemed to casually ask him to deal with.

Put it in your hand and play a few times, the cold is strong, you can still hear a faint murmur around the ear when you hold it tightly, and it begins to become clear as you hold it for a long time. As the chill gradually combined with the palm of the hand, the whole body wanted a feeling of worshiping the holy symbol.

Adrien let go of his hand, the holy symbol fell on the bed, and the increasingly clear murmur in his ears had turned into all kinds of prayers, and a madness appeared in his mind, seducing the dark side from the bottom of his heart.

"Your father is an arrogant and arrogant guy, right?"

"Your stepmother is a dark and crazy man **** like a mental patient, right?"

"Your mother-in-law is a disgusting marriage, pursuing the so-called free marriage and regretting that she is extremely indifferent to you, right?"

"Your younger brother has become an heir under the guidance of your stepmother. No one cares. You still want to sacrifice you as a sacrifice to the depraved deity. You don't care if you even dissipate your soul, right?"

"Adrien?"

"Right?"

"You are actually a selfish guy, right?"

"When you were young, your mother was poisoned every day. In fact, you can completely expose..."

"To shut up!"

A trace of clarity appeared in Adrien's eyes. He instantly released the holy symbol in his hand. The whole person sat up directly on the bed. The cold sweat was already covered. The body was wearing a fine cashmere textile. The robes were already wet with cold sweat, and the whole person's spirit was extremely weak in the excitement just now.

"What's going on? This holy symbol...what happened?"

Adrien gasped.

Blink hard.

He reluctantly calmed down and stretched out his hand. The palm of the hand that had held this holy symbol had already appeared erythema, which seemed to be frostbite. Seemingly backlogged, the reluctance dissipated in the void, and finally became invisible.

There was some dryness in his mouth. Looking at the jawless skull, his empty eyes seemed to sneer ridiculously, and his hand clenched tightly: "The power of Shirek, the king of lies!"

"Ah!"

Adrien grinned: "The power of the deity?"

There was a pause in the words: "No, this is just a little divine power remaining on it!" He couldn't help but laugh at himself: "But it's this insignificant divine power...has my consciousness almost been encroached on to such a terrible point?"

He looked at the starry sky outside the window and murmured lightly: "Is this the world of gods?"

The dialog box is also displayed on the retina.

[Hint: Discover the energy source]

[Warning: Found that the energy source is changing]

[Warning: Found that the energy source is eroding consciousness]

[Hint: Do you want to deal with it?]

[Hint: No answer, the self-kill mode has been turned on]

[Hint: You have upgraded]

"Have you upgraded?"

Adrien reached out and rubbed his face.

Just now he apparently failed the mental test and was caught in a trance state. He was lured into the dark side and dark thinking. If it was not the automatic activation of the golden finger, he helped him through the second round of mental test. It is estimated that the consequences are unimaginable. How? All thoughts will be reduced to believers of Shirek, the king of lies.

Looking at the holy emblem next to the bed, the gray appearance on it seemed to have faded a lot, but it revealed a faint appearance of metal, which was the normal color formed by oxidation.

The skill picked up, and the previous chill was gone.

"Power dissipated?"

Adrien frowned.

Putting the holy emblem in the pocket next to him, he also lay on the bed again, closed his eyes and heard the golden finger in the bottom of his heart: "Open the data panel!"

…………

Name: Adrian

Occupation: Druid (LV6) Mage (LV3) Desecrate the Priest (LV1)

Race: Human (???)

Divine Power: 3 (???)

Status: Healthy (very mentally depressed)

Attributes: Strength 10, Sensitive 10, Constitution 15, Intelligence 25 (+5), Wisdom 25 (+5), Charisma 25 (+5)

Talents: Natural grace (passive), void inspiration (passive), spiritual feedback (active)

Skills: ① Summon natural allies at level 1, ② summon natural allies at level 2, ③ summon natural allies at level 3.

Spells: Sixth-level druids should have spell slots (please identify factions), third-level mages should have spell slots (please determine factions), first-level blasphemy sacrifices should have spell slots, extra spell slots x 3

…………

Sure enough, the data panel has changed a lot.

Level up.

The current total level has reached level 10.

Among them, the 6th-level druid is the main, the 3rd-level mage is supplemented, and there is also a 1st-level blasphemy sacrifice!

Adrien frowned. He clearly didn't know what the profession of blasphemy was, but there was always something wrong in it. Just looking at the name, even blasphemy was brought on, and certainly not a serious profession.

Without delving into what it is, he chose to continue looking down.

Race is the same as before.

It is still human.

It was the question mark in the parenthesis at the back that made him wonder.

The magic power below has changed from the previous question mark to the current number 3. As for the back, it is also the question mark in parentheses, which makes him more unclear. Therefore, this means that it needs to be explored by itself.

The state is healthy, and the mentality in the brackets is extremely tired, which should be due to the failure of the mental test.

Attributes have been strengthened.

Intelligence, perception, and charm add 5 points.

but.

What Adrien cares most about is talent.

Natural grace has not changed.

But the previous void affinity and clear mind have changed.

It seems to be fusion, which has become the inspiration of the present void. In the underworld, he can know that this passive talent represents the ability to increase the efficiency and strength of calling in the void, which is equal to the overall strengthening when calling.

But these are not as good as the new talent-spiritual feedback (active)

"Active talent?"

Adrien stunned.

His mind was devoted to it, and he quickly came up with an introduction: "Can you call on others to open their hearts, can they connect to the soul through prayer, and can give back to the other party's spells or skills that do not exceed their own level?"

This talent scared Adrien a little.

Soul feedback?

This is clearly an alternative magical gift!

He went in and out of the library when he was an apprentice to the mages, and he knew a lot about the world.

In addition, the magic web spells of the wizard, the arcane magic of the warlock, and the prayer magic of the priest have been studied. Except for the primitive spells of the blood magic of the warlock, which are released by the blood vein, the wizard and the priest are actually magic. Casting by the net system, but the only difference is that one passed the magic net, and the other is the gods!

The magic web can be fixed in the spell position directly due to the mage's meditation memory.

Divine skill requires the deity to give back according to the priest's prayer.

The priest believes in piety.

Then the magic of giving back will be powerful and more effective.

But usually can become a priest, the gods will generously give back to the magic, and evil spirits are no exception. This is after all related to their beliefs. When they cannot come to the plane of the Lord, the priests are to replace them with herding lambs and urge the lambs to be pious. A supervisor of faith is a good helper to the gods.