Although Roddy was annoyed by the bad luck of "betraying his teammates," it was not enough to put him in danger of losing his life. So what if he was depressed? But he still had to move on — he always had this mentality. So when he returned to his room after drinking, Roddy had almost completely gotten rid of the negative emotions.
Men, especially otakus with low EQ and little experience in relationships, would find it difficult to be "unreasonable" for more than a night. Rody's mind was filled with the concept of 'pragmatism'. The first thing he did when he returned to the house was to open the Experience Bar and prepare to level up.
Looking at the ring on his hand, Roddy remembered the rumors about the "advanced profession" quest item. In the end, he decided to take it off. Because if there was a one in ten thousand chance of triggering the quest, it would usually cause the equipment to be "bound." That was to say, even if the equipment was taken off and given to someone else, it would no longer have its original function.
If it could really advance to the "Guardian of Light," this profession was not suitable for him at all. Roddy did not want to be a melee healer or something like that.
He looked around and made sure that the doors and windows were closed. He glanced at the equipment bar. In addition to another ring, there was only the white necklace with the Stealth skill. He raised his hand and wanted to take off the necklace, but then he felt that he seemed to be oversensitive. The IMBA profession was just a guess. Whether the ring was reliable or not was another matter. Why did he make it seem like he would win the lottery at any time?
He chuckled to himself. Dispelling the messy thoughts from his mind, he raised his hand and pointed at the air. "Level up."
"Crack!"
Suddenly, he heard the sound of glass shattering.
Roddy was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and looked around. For a moment, he did not know what happened. He said to himself, "What happened?"
The pain in his shoulder disappeared, the wound healed, and the bruise on his chest immediately improved. This was normal. After all, he did not think that he would emit a golden light or transform. But the "crisp" sound was very abnormal.
"Hmm?"
He raised his hand to touch his chest, only to find that the necklace seemed to be gone. When this thought emerged in his mind, a strange feeling suddenly invaded his whole body!
A numbing sensation spread through every inch of his skin and bones, followed by a bone-chilling coldness …
Roddy felt as though he was sinking into an icy river. He staggered a few steps before losing control of his body and directly falling onto the bed. He wanted to reach for the wooden plank next to him to stand up, but found that even opening his mouth had become extremely difficult … The scenery in front of him began to become slightly blurry, as though he had suddenly become myopic. His ears were buzzing, his body had lost its sense of touch, and the old smell of the inn had also disappeared.
He had lost his five senses.
In his consciousness, a chaotic scene flashed before his eyes. Forests, rocks, deserts, giant running creatures.
All kinds of roars resounded in his mind, and the sound waves brought with them an unprecedented and terrifying momentum.
Colors, elements, manic chatter, elvish language, and an explosion of information emerged in his mind.
As if ten thousand years had passed, when Roddy thought that he was about to lose himself in this dizzying illusion, the world seemed to have returned to normal in an instant. His vision suddenly recovered when it was about to turn dark, the buzzing in his ears disappeared, and the numbing sensation in his body abruptly receded.
"Ah …"
Roddy suddenly opened his mouth, like a person who had been rescued from drowning. The feeling of being on the verge of death was too frightening, so much so that he still did not understand what had happened until now.
Suddenly sitting up, Roddy panted, and cold sweat slid down his forehead. He clenched his fist and looked around, then gradually frowned.
The scenery in front of him seemed to have changed a little.
Raising his hand, Roddy stared at his palm. At first glance, there seemed to be no difference, but after a moment of concentration, he realized that he could actually clearly see the pores on his palm!
When he raised his head and looked forward, the spider web in the corner of the room and the spider that was weaving a web on it were clearly visible. He could even clearly count the number of eyes on the body of the spider that was the size of a fingernail!
This. What's going on?
The sounds that he could hear had also changed. He could faintly hear the inexplicable sounds of conversation. Roddy held his breath slightly, and realized that he was hearing the voices of the "heretics" next door that were deliberately lowered —
"Lord Gallup's plan is almost finalized …"
"… Rubens's team has a lot of people, but if we carry out a surprise attack in the square, they will definitely not be able to cover all of them."
"They have prepared a lot of Holy Knights …"
"There are three routes that we can choose when we retreat, and one of them has been prepared for half a year. It's just beside the West City Gate. "
The intermittent voices were extremely clear in Roddy's ears. Roddy was very sure that he could not hear such voices before. He clenched his fingers, and an unfamiliar power flowed through his body. He had a ridiculous feeling — it was as if he was Peter Parker from Spiderman. Parker.
"It's just leveling up, it's not like I was bitten by a mutated spider."
Roddy was completely dumbfounded. He frowned and turned his gaze back to the "Character Attribute Pane", but then he was completely stunned on the spot — the "Advanced Class Talent Pane", "Combat Stance Pane", "Basic Class Talent Pane", "Skill Rune Embedding", "Advanced Skill Pane", and several other large boxes were flashing with notifications.
"It … can't be …"
Reaching out to touch his chest again, Roddy could not help but mutter to himself, "What the f * ck … is going on?"
*****
9th of September.
On the second day after Roddy left the monastery, the curfew that had been in place for the past few days was finally lifted, and the believers could enter the church for worship. The nuns and monks, as usual, would pray in the morning before leaving the church. A few priests would be there to answer the believers' questions, and occasionally cast one or two divine spells to treat the sick.
The news that the governor was about to arrive at the monastery had already spread, so the believers had been donating more than usual. The ending of the "curfew" was also to reduce this loss — Bishop Benjamin was confident that nothing big would happen during this period of time, so he was naturally happy to enjoy it.
But if there was anything that made him uncomfortable, it would probably be Sally's sudden change in attitude today. Obviously, she had found out that he had purposely made Roddy misunderstand her yesterday … But he did not mind at all.
"You're still young, wait for a few years, you'll know that I'm doing this for your own good."
He sighed in his heart, he knew that young children would always have a few years of rebelliousness. It was her business if Sally was cold to him, he just had to do what he had to do. Moreover, the letter that Bishop Rubens sent this morning had already informed him of the impending attack by the "Viper Cross" heretics, so he had to be busy deploying the guards for the next few days, and had no time to talk to Sally about anything else.
According to the plan, after this incident was over, he would be promoted to the district archbishop, and Sally would officially become a "priest" — Oh, I really hope that when Rubens comes to the monastery in a few days, she can behave better …
Bishop Benjamin shook his head, thinking about how to reply to the letter.
Although he did not take Roddy seriously because of his "experience", but in reality, his actions had indeed made Sally angry …
She was originally well-mannered, but her transformation in a day's time had shocked her companions — the cold expression that kept strangers away, the silent and clenched fists. Crazy and the others worriedly went to ask, but Sally only shook her head and said that it was nothing, and then walked away with a frown.
It was not until noon that her tense face finally relaxed a little, because Sally had finally reconnected with Martin again — at this time, Martin still did not know what had happened yesterday, and was still reporting about the information he had gathered.
"Francis has gathered all his men, and seems to be preparing for a big move. I'm going to investigate."
He still wanted to say something, but he found that Sally raised her hand and interrupted him: "Don't worry about them, the two mercenary teams I previously found are now fully activated, double their salaries, and secretly find another team, wait for the 20th in the city square to directly attack him, don't hesitate."
"Yes … Yes, Miss."
Martin was startled by Sally's scary expression, and he answered with a stutter. He had never seen this Duke's daughter in such a state. Her cold and emotionless words made him shudder.
"Also, find the bard that Booke mentioned, and give him this letter." Sally lowered her eyes, took out a letter, and gave it to Martin along with something else. She seemed to be suppressing some emotions, took a deep breath, and continued: "This is the token, just give it to him. That's all."
"Yes, Miss."
"Well, be careful not to be followed. We don't have much time left. "
After seeing Martin off, Sally's lonely figure stood in front of the monastery's gate. The September breeze blew past, and the hem of her robe swayed slightly. The girl with slightly red eyes raised her head and looked at the azure sky. She blinked her eyes and suppressed some emotions. Her slender and fair fingers stretched out, clenched into fists several times, and then loosened again.
She never thought that she would stay up all night because of the guilt and regret in her heart. Ever since she was a child, she had never regretted something so much. When she thought that she might lose contact with that guy, or even never see him again, the unprecedented panic made it difficult for her to breathe.
However, she did not give up completely, and immediately chose to remedy the situation. Whether it was useful or not, Sally had to do it … No matter what Roddy decided, she hoped to explain it to Roddy face to face. Even if he decided to leave, she did not want him to leave with a misunderstanding about her.
She looked at the corner of the street in the distance for the last time, and as expected, she did not see the figure in her heart. Sally sighed, turned around, and returned to the church. But after a few steps, she stopped again.
She frowned slightly, revealing a doubtful expression. She turned her head and looked again, as though she saw the shadow of someone she had not seen for a long time. But after looking for a long time, she was sure that her eyes were playing tricks on her.
Sighing in disappointment, Sally walked into the depths of the church.
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