Salin did not know what to ask Nicholas. There were too many things he wanted to know. All of his knowledge about the Vatican came from books.
Nicholas had calmed down. Seeing Salin's hesitation, he had a plan in mind. He started from the basic structure of the Holy Church to the Holy City on the Plain of Light, the core of the Holy Church.
Nicholas was born poor. His parents were commoners with nothing. They worked part-time in the city for a living. At the age of three, he was brought into the church by a priest in the city. At the age of six, he began to lead hymns. At the age of twelve, he was sent to the countryside and became a small priest.
Then, over the past seventy years, he climbed to the top of the Holy Church and became a cardinal.
Nicholas only described his growth. He had served in almost every clergy, and his experiences in every class were representative. So Salin didn't interrupt him and let him finish.
Finally, Nicholas described the expedition to Salin, and explained why he had betrayed the Church and sided with Salin.
"Isn't it too cruel for Dinicio to do this?" Although Salin already knew what happened to the expeditionary army, Nicholas' story was a little different. Most of the expeditionary army were commoners. They received short training and picked up weapons for their faith.
"Lord Salin, this is indeed cruel. But, we … no, in the Holy Church, we can do anything for God."
"Well, you're a fallen mage now. How's your fighting power compared to before?"
Nicholas smiled bitterly. "I should be stronger. But, from now on, God will no longer care for me. After death, I'll fall into Purgatory."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"What's the use of being afraid? That's a matter for a thousand years. I'm a ninth-level mage. My life isn't shorter than a sorcerer's. If I can advance to the tenth level in a thousand years, I'll be able to survive in Purgatory. Maybe I'll live a good life. "
"How can you be sure?"
"Lord Salin, when a professional reaches the ninth level, he starts to come into contact with the soul. He'll have a vague understanding of the tenth level. At the tenth level, as long as his soul isn't searched and he dies naturally, his soul won't dissipate. Perhaps, we are still experts in another world, and we can preserve our memories. "
There was a similar description in the magic notes. Salin was even more certain that level-10 was the real starting point of a professional after hearing Nicholas' words.
No wonder the strength of humans is so weak. Now, it is very difficult to find a Rank 10 Professional in the Myers Continent.
He only knew two of them. One was Joey, and the other was Faka. A simple calculation showed that there was at least one more in Alchemy City and one more hidden in Holy Rock City, but it was not Joey.
Cloud Flow, Tanggulas, and Scochenya should all have at least one more Level 10 Professional guarding them. Otherwise, the balance of the continent wouldn't have been maintained for a thousand years. Now that the Holy Church had initiated a Holy War, they did not mobilize Level Ten Professionals. They must be worried that other Level Ten Professionals would take revenge. Perhaps there was an agreement between them that Level 10 professionals could not directly participate in this kind of thing.
"Nicholas, there's something I've been trying to figure out. Healing spells of mages require sacrificing the life of the person being healed. Do you have to pay such a price when you heal yourselves? "
"Most of the time, no. We absorb the energy of other lives, which is relatively more complicated," Nicholas answered honestly. The contract he signed with Salin was second only to the soul contract, so there was no need to hide anything. Anyway, before Faka said anything, he would do his best to help Salin.
"Then how do you think I should be treated for this injury?" Salin said as he took off his gloves and stretched out his left hand.
Nicholas saw Salin's green hand bones and immediately understood why Dinicio had to kill Salin.
"So Sir is a Favored. No wonder Dinicio can't eat or sleep in peace. Sir, this injury is very serious, but I have the Bead of Soul and can immediately treat Sir. If Sir is not willing to pay a little bit of your life force, you can completely recover in three days. "
Salin nodded and said, "Then do it."
He knew that Nicholas would never return to the Holy Church after killing twelve of his subordinates. Faka asked him to help him because it was part of the agreement. Faka was worried that he would die too quickly and wouldn't be able to help him control the entire north.
Nicholas approached Salin and carefully observed the bones in his hand. Then, he placed the black Soul Pearl in Salin's hand and touched it with his finger. "Nicholas, I'm not the only one. He said, "In the name of the Bridge, heal!"
The Bead of Soul immediately ejected a gray light that enveloped Salin's hand bones. A layer of fascia quickly grew on Salin's hand bones. Salin felt that the life force in his hand bones was still somewhat consumed. However, the energy ejected from the Bead of Soul was the main force that regenerated the muscles.
Black divine runes appeared and wrapped around Salin's left hand. On Salin's left hand, blood vessels and tendons began to grow, and eventually, even muscles grew. Skin, nails, hair, everything was there.
In just ten minutes, Nicholas healed Salin's left hand.
Withdrawing the Bead of Soul, Nicholas said cautiously, "Sir Salin, I used the Fallen Divine Art, which is somewhat different. Sir, it's better not to use this hand for the next two or three days. Wash it with Restoration Water every day, preferably with magic liquid to absorb. After three days, it will be completely healed. "
Salin's Elemental Eyes had been observing carefully. Although he didn't understand the principle, his left hand did indeed grow flesh and veins, no different from before. These newly grown tissues were entwined with a gray aura. Under Nicholas's control, the gray aura didn't penetrate deep into the bones, but seeped out of the skin.
The gray aura seeped out of the skin and slowly formed needle-tip-sized particles. These particles were poisonous, but the poison was so small that it couldn't even kill a pig. If the gray aura seeped into the bones, it would be a big problem. There was marrow in the bones, and in the knowledge of mages, marrow was blood production. Once the poison entered the blood, the blood would also be poisonous. In the long run, the body would become weaker and weaker.
As if knowing what Salin was thinking, Nicholas said, "Sir Salin, these particles … are actually useful. If diluted with Restoration Water, it can treat the cold poison. If a soldier gets frostbite because of the bitter cold, many of them have to cut off their limbs to survive. Soaking in this poison can save the limbs to be cut off, but … it will only affect their lifespan a little. "
"How much can it affect?"
"It depends on the situation. No less than a year, no more than five years."
Salin calculated in his heart. If a twenty-year-old person was frostbitten and had to choose, would he cut off his leg or shorten his lifespan by five years? The result was obvious. Basically, no one was willing to lose the ability to walk.
"Nicholas, I understand. In the future, I'll allow you to use the Fallen Divine Art to treat soldiers, but …"
"Sir, I'll explain the pros and cons to you when I treat the people around you," Nicholas replied respectfully.
"Nicholas, do you plan to follow Faka in the future, or me? There might not be eternal peace between Faka and me. "Salin suddenly asked a sharp question without warning.
Nicholas had already thought about it. He replied frankly, "Sir, I don't know either. Faka only asked me to come and join you. He didn't ask for anything in between. He might ask me to do some things, but I won't hide it from him. "
"What if he asks you to kill me?"
"If Faka wants to kill you, Sir, he will do it himself."
Salin stared at Nicholas. He thought to himself, Having such a person by my side is useful and I have to be wary of him at the same time. Faka is really a good move. However, Faka didn't expect that he could add the power of lightning to the contract. Once Nicholas rebelled, he would immediately kill him.
"Then, what do I need to do if I want to unify the north and take down the Rhine Duchy?" Salin's thoughts changed quickly, and he talked about development again.
At this moment, a low-level mage came in from outside and whispered to Salin. Salin nodded and gestured for the mage to leave first. Then, he looked at Nicholas with his blue eyes, still waiting for his answer.
"That depends on how much money you have, Sir."
"Money … I still have more than a million gold coins left, but I don't have to spend money to buy the magic cores, metal mines, and many other materials that I produce here. The basic expenses are only the salary for the soldiers. I have two level-six necromancers and tens of thousands of slaves here. I don't need to hire workers for some construction projects. "
"How many magic cores can you sell every year, Sir?"
Salin thought for a moment and said, "If it's level-four magic cores, there should be more than 200,000 this year. As for the others, there won't be more than 2,000. Low-level magic cores can be self-sufficient. "
Nicholas was shocked at first, and then he was a little tempted. Salin actually had such a strong economic power. Perhaps this young mage could really unify the north, or even …
Forget it. Since Faka didn't have any other requests, Nicholas would follow Salin. If Salin wanted to fight, he could collect more souls, and there was a high chance that he would become a level-ten mage. The more land Salin conquered, the more advantageous it would be for him.
Although Faka said that he had the Chapter of Redemption, it was still a question whether he would let Nicholas use it when the time came. Even if Nicholas was saved, he couldn't go back to the Vatican to fight for power. He could only follow Faka. Would the oracle by Faka's side let him have a day where he could stand out?
With Faka's wisdom, he would definitely understand this.
Thinking of this, Nicholas suddenly felt enlightened. He returned to Salin, bowed deeply, and said, "Sir Salin, I have a request. I hope you will agree."
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