"Who said you can't change? Hurry up and heal your wounds. Let's go through the training together, and then go out on missions like Gravel. Won't we be able to see the world then? Who knows, maybe we can even go on missions together and take care of each other! "
"Eagles have always acted alone. I don't think it's possible for us to travel together. Besides, even if we go out, it won't be too far away … "Irene was still very depressed.
"It must be very exciting outside. I've always believed that! Right, right, Reynolds is from the duchy's capital, right? What's it like there? Do any of you know? "
Reynolds had the ability to let the topic run away, but this was the time to talk about things other than getting beaten up. Otherwise, wouldn't the lives of young people be too dull? "Reynolds is the count's son, right? He must know how those nobles live. I heard they eat roasted geese, and put apples in their mouths and candles on their bodies. I really want to know what it tastes like. And why do they put candles on it? I can understand why they put apples on it though. "
"When he finishes the meditation trial, you can ask him." Gravel leaned against the wall, resting his head on the cold stone wall: "He's pretty good-natured. He's never been overbearing, so he'll definitely answer your questions."
"How long has it been since he entered the meditation room? I remember he went in right after breakfast. I'm hungry now. "
Irene stretched out her hand and lightly patted Reynolds' belly, causing the little fatty to blush again.
"You can never use your hunger to measure time!" Gravel glared at the two fellows. "But you did remind me. The sun is already leaning to the west, and is about to hide behind the mountain peak. Why hasn't he come out yet?"
"I don't know … Other than telling us not to disturb him, he didn't say anything else. Gravel, have you also started learning meditation techniques? Is that normal? "
Gravel gripped his belt, starting to look a little nervous. "I haven't started practicing meditation techniques yet. I've only read some records, so I don't know much about it. Normally, I should wait until the strengthening ceremony is completed before I start practicing. And the meditation technique Boss Kipling gave Reynolds is said to have been modified, so I don't understand it even more. No, so much time has passed. I don't know if something has happened to him. I have to go up and take a look. "
Just as he was annoyed by the wound on Irene's neck, he did not lack concern for Reynolds because he was older than him. He was old, but he came late. Gravel felt that he should take care of him as well.
"They said we can't disturb them."
"I'll go to the door first and listen to what's going on inside. Then I'll ask about the situation. I won't disturb you, right? Eagle Eye Meditation was originally used to sense the surroundings, so he should have discovered it earlier than me. Hmm, that's reasonable. "
"I'm coming too." Irene jumped down from the table. She straightened her neck and pouted stubbornly.
"I …" Reynold's face turned red, but this time it wasn't because of Irene's expression. "I'll go too. The more people there are, the easier it will be for him to hear us. I meant Renault, not anyone else. No one else should be able to find out. Right … "
Thus, the three of them immediately set off. They looked at the sky and judged that old man Kipling would still be taking his afternoon nap and would not hear their voices. He should be patrolling the outskirts of the stronghold, controlling the number of wild animals.
They tiptoed up the spiral staircase, and were especially cautious when they passed the third level. After that, they passed the fourth level where the platform was. The meditation room should be above them.
Reynold suddenly grabbed Irene's clothes from behind, almost pulling her down the stairs. Gravel turned around and glared at him, but did not make a sound. Reynold was three years younger than Irene. Four years ago, Giles had saved a young boy who had just lost his parents from the teeth of a ghoul. He had been severely frightened at that time, so he was especially prone to being overly nervous and agitated. Gravel did not think that it was cowardice, because in this line of work, cowardice would not allow one to survive.
"Reynolds? Are you alright? "Gravel pressed his ear against the wooden door, but unexpectedly the door was not closed. It opened with a light touch.
* Creak … * Reynolds and the other three stared at each other. "Why are you here? Is it time for dinner yet? There are no windows here. I don't know how long it's been. "
"No, it's not time yet. You're fine here, aren't you? What are those things? "
"I'm fine." Reynolds sat on the futon and stretched out his legs, rubbing them hard. There were six fist-sized cans beside him, and he was racking his brains to find a way to solve the problem of their origin.
Those were Red Bulls, which had come from another world through hell.
The petitioner had walked into the spatial turbulence, and a can of Red Bull had fallen out. Reynolds had thought that was all. He had not expected that when he was resurrected and returned to the mortal world, a can of Red Bull would pop out from the divine spell formation of the Truth Thunder, followed by many more identical cans.
The formation was a door, containing the power of plane teleportation. It could send wandering souls to a world where they could rest in peace, but it did not have the ability to open a passage to hell. But other than the two fighting bulls, all the words of the other world had disappeared. Reynolds dared to taste it, but the taste did not change at all.
"I was meditating here, and then the divine spell formation glowed. I don't know how it happened, but it shouldn't be my mistake …" Reynolds tried to explain. "I saw these iron things pop out of the formation, one after another. I tried for a long time before I knew how to open them. There was a drink inside. "
"A gift from the goddess!" Reynolds sighed. "It smells good. Can I try it?"
Reynolds looked. Fatty was more than five meters away from the opened can of Red Bull. He could smell it? What kind of nose was that? "Drink it. I think it's good too. It seems to relieve fatigue."
"Only divine spells can do such a thing!" Reynolds walked into the room, picked up the Red Bull, and took a sip. The cool drink slid down his tongue into his throat, and Reynolds narrowed his eyes happily. "So sweet! It tastes so good! "
"Really?" Irene took the drink from Reynold and took a sip. At that moment, he could not help but act like a girl, which made Fatty take two steps back.
Gravel reached out and helped Reynolds stand up. "Did your meditation go well? Are the wandering souls scary? "
"It's okay … It's not scary. I think it's quite magical." Reynolds's mind was full of how to use the Soul Dagger to poke the wandering souls and send them all to the Water Cube. "Of course, I have to continue practicing. I can't let my guard down just because it went well."
A large number of wandering souls would only appear in winter. Now there was only residual energy, but he could not let them go.
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