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Chapter 683

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"You're quite good at pretending …"

Roddy narrowed his eyes. He was almost certain that the other party did not have good intentions towards him. But to confirm his judgment, he quickly turned around and ran, quickly climbing up a tall building. He glanced at the street below, and after a few leaps and sprints, he finally found the carriage and coachman that had almost hit Doris in a remote street. Strangely, the coachman was sleeping soundly on the seat at that moment.

He woke the other party up, only to see the person looking at him in confusion. "Hmm? Who are you? What do you want? "

"You almost hit me just now. Are you trying to deny it?"

"Hit you? Don't joke around! I've been sleeping here all along. Where did I hit you?! "

The coachman wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looking as if he did not know Roddy at all.

Although Roddy did not know how to detect lies, he knew how to probe. He changed a few questions in a row and found that the other party gave a very firm answer. He confirmed his inner thoughts and finally apologized, saying that he had mistaken her for someone else, and turned to leave.

"She's really looking for trouble …"

At this point, of course, he understood that the Tuke woman seemed to be planning to "bait."

But what did she want from him? Money? Resources? It was definitely not "beauty."

Roddy did not quite understand, but now that he had the upper hand, the other party would give herself away sooner or later. He just had to wait and see.

Turning into another street, he held two gold coins in his hand and continued to pretend to be a "nouveau riche." He shouted and bought lunch, then walked back to the laboratory.

*****

"Only by mastering the truth can you master everything! The so-called 'gods' are all illusory liars! Only the most ignorant idiot would think that his fate is controlled by the gods — "

"You are you! Only you can create your own future! "

"The gods are just painted pancakes! Without your own efforts, you can only starve to death! "

Akasha and Naiffy unintentionally walked on a street with a completely different style. Not only were the tiles under their feet different from the rest of Lessiman, but even the tall building in front of them was obviously not the style of the Lessiman mages.

Not only that, one could always hear the preaching of the priests and bishops of the Kingdom of Karen in the square. However, when they listened carefully, the content of these words caused the two of them to open their mouths in shock …

"This … What is the meaning of this? Telling others not to believe in gods? "

"Seems like it."

Akasha frowned and listened for a long time. She realized that these people were emphasizing one point: people who could really think should not pin their hopes on illusory gods.

The Kallon Kingdom was full of "worshiping gods". In addition to the "Rose Cross" and "Viper Cross", there were all kinds of gods in history, such as the Goddess of the Hunt, the Goddess of Wisdom, the Sun God, and all kinds of other gods. Because the people at the bottom of the society did not have any faith in their spare time, as long as there was a little guidance, a few rituals such as "God Manifesting Spirit" would immediately attract a large number of people to join the religion.

Akasha had seen a lot of religions, but she had never seen an "atheistic" religion. She did not expect that there would be a religion in this world that regarded "there is no god in this world" as "God". She could not help but feel a little ridiculous. However, when she listened carefully, she felt that what these people said was not without reason. At least according to her current life experience, everything she had at this moment was achieved by her own efforts, and it had nothing to do with any god.

Even the "divine spells" used on the battlefield were a realm that she had painstakingly trained to achieve. To be able to reach where she was today, Akasha must have suffered as much as the mages who meditated.

She and Naiffy walked along this "wrong style" street for a while, and only then did they figure out what this place was from the inscriptions on the surrounding walls …

To put it bluntly, this was the way the Lessiman mages "commemorated" the previous ruler.

Because Duriel was built after the mages established the country, there should not be any traces of the "Church" in the whole city. However, the tall buildings here were all real churches!

The whole street, from the materials to the floor, every brick and tile was taken from the "Holy City" ruled by the Church using magic. They were moved here and rebuilt, and finally, the whole street was the same as when the "Church" ruled Lessiman.

Obviously, the mages knew how to let the people remember the history.

Now, the pious believers had been replaced by the "atheistic" people, and the priests who preached the doctrine had become the mages. All of these obviously made the people remember the suffering that the "Church" had brought to this country at all times.

Walking along the street, the two of them read the words written in front of each building as if they were looking at an exhibition hall. The words recorded were the numbers of the people that the Church had persecuted, and the names of the mages who had sacrificed themselves to resist the Church. Behind the cold words was a bloody history. Akasha and Naifei felt a little heavy after reading it.

When they walked to the front of the church, Akasha took out a free "atheism" pamphlet. Because toilet paper was expensive, the quality of the paper used in these pamphlets was obviously the worst. It was even a little prickly to the touch, but the content was quite interesting. She reached out to touch the sculpture that was hundreds of years old, and suddenly felt that the pattern on it was a little familiar...

Viper?

After frowning and observing for a long time, Akasha felt that it was more and more similar to the pattern in the "Viper Cross" Church. But the sculpture here was more vivid, and the content was more complicated. "Viper" seemed to be just one of the elements. Akasha saw three vipers surrounding a female character. She seemed to be a god because she was taller than the other characters. At the same time, there were decorative stripes that symbolized light around her.

Similar sculptures could be found everywhere. Akasha was not an archaeologist, so naturally, she was not interested in studying them one by one. After a brief glance, she turned around and left with Naifei. However, when she walked to the square in front of the church, a strange feeling made her turn her head.

"Sister Akasha, what's wrong?"

Naifei looked at it curiously. She also found something strange. This church was not a dead thing, and it also exuded some kind of dim luster. And the aura was very similar to Akasha's...

"Nothing. I always feel that someone is staring at me, but maybe it's my illusion."

After leaving this block, the two of them and Erwin did not expect that they would be in front of the "Korren Mill" magic tower in the center of Duriel. Looking at the open "Balafar Street", Naifei seemed to be the most excited. But when she realized that the price of the top magic equipment in front of her was a little scary, she restrained herself and carefully looked around.

The luxurious and exquisite magic equipment and all kinds of precious materials really opened their eyes, but Naifei was very interested in the "Construct Puppet". She used the capital that she won from playing mahjong and finally chose a "Construct Puppet Type III" set for "beginner puppeteer."

"Why do you suddenly want to play this?"

Akasha asked curiously.

The Lassman Construct Puppet required one to enchant and assemble the parts by oneself. According to the sample displayed in the "Steven's Construct Puppet" shop, this Type III Construct Puppet was only slightly more than a meter tall and could be carried in a suitcase. Of course, the heavy suitcase was carried by Erwin while Naifei strolled beside him with light footsteps.

The little girl heard Akasha's question and replied naturally, "Brother Roddy always doesn't let me participate in the battle, but if it is a Construct Puppet, I will definitely be much safer. If there is any danger, I can use the Construct Puppet to talk for him first. "

There was nothing wrong with what she said, but Akasha always felt that this little girl always seemed to be hiding something. But thinking of her experience in the arena of Tim Academy, Akasha estimated that Naifei had some talent in the field of Construct Puppets.

*****

After the main body of the thesis was roughly completed, Roddy began to fill in the content according to the skeleton. What he had to do next was to keep simplifying and organizing. During this period, he naturally had to interrogate Merinsera a few times. After all, in terms of "academic standards", Merinsera was still the highest in the whole team.

Sylvia, who had forgotten to eat and sleep, did not have any breakthrough today. When she was dragged away from the laboratory by Roddy, she was a little depressed. She held the documents and read diligently on the carriage, and Roddy couldn't help but be impressed by her seriousness. However, he could not take the initiative to extend the deadline. Otherwise, who knew if Sylvia would continue to slack off. Thus, he said, "If there is anything that you can't understand, you can ask Merinsera. Although she is not proficient in the Levitation Spell Formation, there is still a lot of knowledge involved in it. She is knowledgeable and may be of help."

"Yes, Lord Castellan."

Sylvia replied, then raised her head slightly and asked hesitantly, "By the way, Lord Castellan, I have a question …"

"Ask away, don't be so polite with me."

"Mage Merinsera, she … she lived through the era of the High Elves? I can always hear some details from her, as if she really lived in that era. But humans can't live for so long … "

Roddy was a little surprised. It was no secret that Merinsera was a "Dragons" in the core circle. However, looking at Sylvia's expression, Merinsera had probably never mentioned this. In other words, she should have completely broken free from the shackles of her identity as a Dragons.

However, there was no need for Roddy to hide it from Sylvia. He took out the Dragon Crystal that had lost all its energy and handed it to the High Elf Undead. "You don't have to tell anyone else about her past identity."

Sylvia held the Magic Crystal for a few seconds and almost threw it away with a trembling hand. Then, she handed it back with trembling hands. She did not expect Merinsera, who was the fiercest at the poker table, to be such a character …

However, when she thought about how this Dragons had taken care of her, Sylvia felt dizzy again. She always felt that when she was around Roddy, anything that did not make sense seemed normal.

Just as she was thinking about these questions, the carriage arrived at the hotel. Just as Roddy was about to get off the carriage, his movements paused for a moment.

This was because he saw Doris, who was holding the hem of her dress and standing not far from the entrance of the hotel through the curtains.

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