Yoon Nam-na's body was soft and supple. She leaned on Amon and said sweetly, "With a strong and handsome hunter like you around, of course I won't be afraid … But why did you forgive them? They obviously wanted to kill you, so they don't deserve your pity. Leaving enemies behind might bring danger to yourself."
Amon thought for a while and answered, "I'm not interested and I don't think it's worth it. I've already given them their punishment. I just don't want to kill them. They're not my enemies, they're their enemies. Since they dared to let them go, I don't care. … An elder once told me that if I choose to forgive, I have to understand and be able to bear the consequences. I have to know if it's to resolve the hatred or to bring more harm to myself or others. "
Yoon Nam-na looked at him. Her eyes under the moonlight seemed to be asking something. She still smiled and said, "Your elder is really interesting, but you're even more interesting. A young and handsome hunter, but the tone you speak is like that of a god."
Is it? Amon didn't think so himself. He didn't know what kind of tone a god spoke in. He continued to stroll in the beautiful scenery. Looking at Yoon Nam-na's expression, it was as if nothing had happened, as if she was intoxicated in Amon's arms.
Amon did not speak for a long time as he walked. No one knew what he was thinking. Seeing his silence, Yoon Nam-na asked in a weak tone, "Amon, are you angry at me for not speaking? It's because of me that you've caused so much trouble. "
Amon shook his head and said, "You've misunderstood. I'm not speaking because the night is beautiful. I don't want to disturb this peaceful enjoyment. It's not your fault. Why should I be angry at you? … I've been punished in front of the whole town. Someone wanted to chop off one of my fingers. I've also been blamed by the kingdom. Someone wanted to chop off my head. But I know in my heart that I've done nothing wrong. Since I've been through this, why should I blame you today? "
Yoon Nam-na covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Amon, so you have so many legendary stories. I admire you so much, you are my hero."
No matter how long the journey was, it would eventually come to an end. As they spoke, they finally arrived at the grassy slope where they met Yoon Nam-na. Amon looked around and asked curiously, "Where are your sheep and sheepfold? Why don't I send you home? "
Yoon Nam-na untied the whip and handed it to Amon. "This is a gift from the Shepherd. Keep it. I live nearby, so you don't have to send it to me. My master won't be happy if he sees you. … Thank you, handsome hunter. I won't forget you. I really want to see you again … Lost lamb, come home with me. "
She lifted her skirt and ran briskly in the moonlight. She went around a grassy slope and disappeared. The little lamb was not led by a rope, but it bounced along with Yoon Nam-na's footsteps. It looked very affectionate and happy. Amon was stunned when he saw this scene. A sheep following Yoon Nam-na on its own. It seemed that it was really the one she lost.
… …
Yoon Nam-na ran to a place where Amon could not see or detect her with detection magic. The sheep following her suddenly disappeared. Yoon Nam-na's figure also turned into a wisp of smoke and flew into the distance. At the end of the grassy slope was a hill. On the top of a small hill stood a burly old man. Yoon Nam-na's figure stopped not far in front of him.
The two seemed to have arranged to meet here. If Amon had seen the old man, he would have been surprised to find that he was the shepherd he had met outside Som.
Yoon Nam-na stopped and smiled, "Enril, you lost. The young hunter did all the things you asked for. He was not captivated by my beauty. He did not eat all the bread in my hand because of greed. He did not ask for more than what he needed because of greed. He did not delay his work because of laziness. He did not hurt others because of anger. He did not envy others for having better things than himself …"
The shepherd interrupted her with a slightly sarcastic tone, "Yes, look at the dress he bought for you. It's more expensive and beautiful than the clothes he bought for himself. But you look really funny wearing it. "
Yoon Nam-na ignored the shepherd's sarcasm. She continued, "He did not become arrogant because of his power and wealth. He did not display the ridiculous sense of superiority of mortals."
The shepherd nodded. There was no sign of disappointment on his face, "You won. From now on, you can enter and leave my realm freely. You also redeemed the lost town of Duc. But what's the point of all this?"
Yoon Nam-na smiled, "Maybe it's meaningful, maybe it's meaningless. But I have to try. Great god Enril, even you will lose to me."
The shepherd sneered, "In the long years, you will find someone like me. I'm just curious. How did you find him so quickly? That young man bought a lamb with two silver coins. He didn't even bargain with me. "
Yoon Nam-na laughed. Her laughter was as crisp as a silver bell in the night, "The reason is simple. He grew up in Duc. I'm afraid he would laugh at you for selling him too cheaply. Enril, great god, you don't always keep your eyes on everyone. I may have lost my flock, but I found a lost lamb. "
Enril's expression changed slightly, "No wonder he has such power as a fifth-level sorcerer. He was able to defeat those two just now. It was indeed the skills of the Ducians. You actually managed to find the miners of Duc alive, and you just so happen to meet the conditions I put forward? "
Yoon Nam-na laughed even more happily, "Yes. Just before you unleashed the Flood of Wrath, there was a child who was exiled from Duc. It was said that he secretly offered the Gods' Tear to Isis. But it wasn't his fault. It took me a long time to find him. In the future, when the people of Duc return to that land, it will still be my divine realm. "
The shepherd said, "Mourrin, why are you laughing so happily? Everything is still full of unknown dangers. "
Yoon Nam-na called the shepherd "great god Enril", and the shepherd called Yoon Nam-na "Mourrin". How surprised would Amon be if he heard this? No wonder Amon felt that Yoon Nam-na looked familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen this person before. It was because he had seen the statue of Mourrin in the shrine in the town, but he could not associate that solemn stone statue with the beautiful Yoon Nam-na.
Inanna replied, "I'm happy because even the great God Enlil sometimes miscalculated. Don't forget our bet. If there is such a person, as long as he is not bewitched by my beauty and does not eat all the bread in my hand, and comes to you to redeem what I have lost, and does not turn the redemption into robbery or abandonment of his promise, I will be considered to have won the bet. If he fulfills all the other requirements, you will not harm the people of Duc without permission. "
Enlil once again revealed a mocking expression. "That man is but a young fifth-level magus. He'd better pray for his own luck to wander around this dangerous continent. As for what will happen in Duc, even you can't predict it. "
Yoon Nam-na said, "You don't have to worry about what will happen to this sorcerer. Anyway, I have won the bet. Don't forget that besides Amon, there are still descendants of the people of Duc alive. You can't stop them from returning to their ancestral land. "
Enril nodded indifferently and said, "I won't stop them, but you can't directly help them either. … That sorcerer has already helped you win the bet. Are you still not going to let him go? "
Yoon Nam-na laughed again, "He is very handsome and interesting. I am very interested in him."
Enril sighed, "Another poor man has fallen into your hands. I mourn for his bleak life in advance."
Yoon Nam-na stopped laughing and immediately showed an angry expression, "Enril, don't you care too much about other people's business?"
Enlil turned a blind eye to her anger and said indifferently, "Which man who won your favor ever had a good ending? This has nothing to do with me. It's your own business. But don't forget, when you leave my divine realm this time, you can't use your divine power. And Humbaba is guarding the Euphrate River. How are you going to cross it? "
Yoon Nam-na snorted angrily, "If Humbaba listens to your order and stops me, I can also use my divine power."
Enril shook his head, "Humbaba won't stop you. He wants to keep a few more of his nine heads. But in the Euphrate River, there are his descendants — the ferocious snakes lurking in the river. I hope that young man named Amon won't be the first one to fall into misfortune among all the men you have ever fallen in love with … Haha, if it weren't for his ability, he would have been dead already. "
… …
At the moment, Amon didn't know that the Yoon Nam-na he met was Mourin, the Patron of Duc. He also didn't know that Mourin and Enril had made a bet, and he had helped Mourin win the bet. What was more interesting was that Amon was only a fourth-level sorcerer, but both Enril and Mourin said that he was a fifth-level sorcerer.
After watching Yoon Nam-na leave, Amon scanned the surroundings with Detection Magic. After making sure that no one was following him, he waited for a while and then walked towards the Euphrate River. Amon's original plan was to cross the river and head east.
Medanzo had told Amon that if he wanted to go to Bablon City, he had to cross the Euphrate River, but not at night, because there were giant crocodiles and even more terrible monsters in the river. It was said that those monsters were the descendants of Humbaba, the Patron of the Euphrate River. They only came out at night. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't swim across the river. He could only take a ferry at noon.
Amon didn't need a ferry. His bone was an invisible ship. But after what happened in Som, Amon didn't want to use it easily. A few God's Stones had already caused so much trouble. If this precious sacred object was recognized, wouldn't there be no end of trouble?
The moon was bright. Standing by the river, Amon could even vaguely see the fields and villages on the other side. If he used the invisible ship to cross the river, it would be hard to avoid being seen. If it happened to be a mage, he could tell at a glance that someone was casting magic with the help of an incomparably magical artifact, and it might be very troublesome.
At night, he might be attacked by monsters, but in the daytime, it would be even more inconvenient. People on both sides of the river could see clearly. He thought for a while and decided to go further downstream and find a ferry to take a ferry. He wasn't in a hurry, so it didn't matter if he walked slowly. First, he would find a place to rest for the night. He was really tired today.
Amon walked along the grassy riverbank for a short distance and sat down in a hollow between two small hills. He remembered that it was time to make something for Schrödinger. The cat slept very soundly today. So many things had happened along the way, but it didn't even snore.
After taking off the leather bag from his shoulder, Amon was about to carry Schrödinger out of the bag when he heard a hiccup. Schrödinger jumped out of the bag lazily, stretching its limbs and shaking its fur as if it was stretching its muscles and bones. Looking at the two bottles of wine in the bag, Schrödinger had already drunk one bottle.
Amon asked with a smile, "Schrödinger, you left another bottle of wine. Is it for me or for yourself tomorrow?"
Schrödinger had not paid much attention to him for the past year, but Amon was used to joking and coaxing the cat. He didn't expect it to respond today. Schrödinger stretched out its paw and began to write on the mud. Amon was surprised and quickly stood up to look carefully in the moonlight. He saw that Schrödinger had written: "Don't look for me, I will come back for you. Be careful of that woman, don't let her see the bones, don't anger her, and don't ever … her, or you will be in trouble. "
Amon was stunned, "What do you mean? … Don't you want me to look for you? Are you going somewhere? … Who is that woman? Are you talking about Yoon Namna? "
Schrödinger did not answer Amon. It stretched out its paw and quickly erased the writing on the ground, then turned around and ran to the hill next to it. With a swoosh, it disappeared into the grass. It was not easy to find a cat that ran away in the middle of the night, and Amon's detection magic could not detect Schrödinger, so there was no way to chase it.
He knew the magic of this cat, and its behavior could not be measured by common sense. Since Schrödinger said it would come back for him, there was no use for Amon to be anxious. Looking at the message left by Schrödinger, it was clear that it wanted him to be careful of Yoon Namna. That girl was not an ordinary shepherdess, Amon could already see that, but what else was hidden about her identity?
Schrödinger reminded Amon, "Don't ever … her." The divine text in the middle was empty, and it did not say that he could not do anything to Yoon Namna, so there was infinite space for imagination. But judging from the relationship between a young man and a woman, it was probably that kind of thing. And at the same time, Schrödinger said, "Don't anger her," clearly telling Amon not to offend this woman, and then it ran away without any explanation.
Amon sat there thinking for a long time, and decided to listen to Schrödinger. He trusted this cat to get to where he was today, but in his heart, he wondered if he would meet Yoon Namna again.
There was no use thinking about things that he could not figure out, so Amon immediately shook his head and settled down. This was a good habit of his. He used water element magic to wash his hair, body, and the old clothes on his body, and then put on a new set of coarse linen clothes that he bought today, and the pair of soft-soled cloth shoes that he had bought from the tailor's shop. It was really comfortable, and he had to thank Yoon Namna for asking for the shoes.
He put the old clothes and the new set of clothes in his leather bag, and kept the bone at the bottom of the bag. This was the holy relic of the Temple of Isis, the rib of Osiris, the god of the underworld. It could not be detected with detection magic. As long as Amon did not take it out in public, no one would know that he had this bone. In fact, the same was true for Schrödinger. Even the most brilliant master of magic, if he did not see it with his own eyes, would not know that Amon had hidden a cat in his leather bag.
Meditating with magic every night had become a habit of Amon. Not only could it restore his strength and energy, but it could also bring peace to his mind. In this state, Amon would habitually test the power of his magic. It was not a specific kind of magic, but the ability to communicate with the outside world contained in his spirit. This was the foundation of all magic.
At midnight, when the moonlight was at its softest, Amon's extremely peaceful state of mind seemed to feel a trace of disturbance. It was not any kind of distracting thought, but a germination of power. He did not use detection magic, but he seemed to see his heart and body, as well as the moonlight, mountains, and rivers outside his body.
This kind of "seeing" was a kind of feeling. He felt that there seemed to be a power of the same origin as his "divine power" in the world, pervading everywhere, almost indiscernible, but deep, vast, and boundless. The source of a mage's power was to sense the laws of nature, communicate with them, and control them. Only by reaching this state could one understand the true mystery of many magic spells.
According to Bair's notes, this was the state that only fifth-level mages could reach.
But Amon was only a fourth-level mage. He opened his eyes doubtfully, frowned, and fell into deep thought. He did not remember when he came to the test of advancement, let alone breaking through to the fourth level of body arts and the achievement of a fourth-level mage. If he continued to practice, he would have to face the test of the "Devil's Temptation".
About this test, Bair's notes were vague. He did not say what the devil was, or what the temptations were. Crazy 'Ole's note was also vague, only saying that it needed to experience all kinds of things in the world. Amon wondered if he had made a mistake. But since this had happened, he might as well try his magic.
He sat there and waved his staff. From his point of view, nothing changed around him. But if someone were to look in this direction from afar, they would find that the moonlight shining between the two mountains had suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a shadow. The place where Amon was could not be seen clearly. This was the Space Shielding Spell. Amon not only hid himself, but also cut off the sound. In theory, only a fifth-level mage who had mastered the control of power could do this. At this moment, he succeeded with his staff.
Amon did not interrupt the magic because he was surprised. He keenly sensed a little change. The vague power that permeated between heaven and earth seemed to be fluctuating with him. Continuing to use this kind of magic for a long time would consume a lot of magic power. How could he achieve a stable state? There should be another way to use it.
He took out five parangons, placed them beside him, and gradually activated them. Although he was sitting still, he felt like a drop of water floating in the ocean, resonating with the power of nature. It took him a while to find the right way. He used the power of the five parangons to communicate with the omnipresent power of the law of nature. Finally, he achieved a stable state of resonance.
Looking from afar, the shadow under the moonlight had disappeared. It was still a hazy valley, as if everything was normal. But Amon was nowhere to be seen. Amon had created an abstract space of his own, but he did not need to continuously consume the magical power of the spatial masking technique. As long as the five parangons were kept in this stable and orderly state of activation, he could 'lurk' inside for a long time.
The joy of success made Amon even more confused. He had a better way to verify it, which was to take out the Terroculus and read the message left in it. Every time Amon advanced, he would read a new message in the Terroculus. So he took out the Terroculus and activated it with his magic. Sure enough, he heard Crazy 'Ole's voice again.
"Hahaha, Amon, you've finally become a fifth-level mage and passed the 'Devil's Temptation'. I don't know if I should congratulate you or comfort you. You must have experienced many hardships in the world. This test can be the easiest or the hardest. Everything happens without you knowing it. When you look back, you'll suddenly realize it. But no one can explain it in advance, because no one can replace your own experience. I can't either … "
Next, Crazy 'Ole explained the changes in the power that could be used from the low-level magic,' Awakening of Power ', to the advanced magic,' Control of Power '. The elemental magic that Amon first learned was the application of the power of the law of nature. But when he first awakened this power, he could not fully sense and control it.
At this stage, the power that could be used was much more ingenious. Crazy 'Ole did not introduce the specific methods of practicing magic, but the principles of application of various magic. Then, there was another piece of information that Amon had never come across before, which was the various magic formations.
Magic formations were not the result of a mage's own practice, but their function was very ingenious. They could combine the power of many people to achieve a special effect, and they could also communicate with the power of nature according to a certain law. There were also many magic formations that could help mages practice certain special abilities. For example, Crazy 'Ole himself had set up a magic formation to create a cold spring.
So far, Crazy 'Ole had taught Amon everything that a mage could learn.
The content included the making of scrolls, staffs, magic artefacts, the arrangement of magic formations, and the methods and principles of application of all kinds of magic. Even a top supreme mage could not be proficient in all kinds of magic arts and skills, and the direction of their practice must be focused on.
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