Our abilities are weak, and we need a lot of help to succeed. You are our superior, so you are a general in the army, right? The name of the victor of a war is always the general's. "
The name recorded when a war was lost was also the general's.
"You are placing too much importance on the success or failure of this mission. It doesn't have that much of an impact, it can't be compared to the war at all." Rem faced the morning sun, his face turning from orange to red. "Just like how the sun will rise again every day under the care of the goddess, this is just a normal mission. I sincerely wish you success, because there will be many things in the future that will need your help. The morning sun is beautiful, but it is the beginning of every day, every day. Hmm, it's about time … you should be on your way. "
Renault squinted his eyes and looked back at the sun. The red ball of light was still a little attached to the horizon. This was enough time for him to say goodbye to Rem, but he really couldn't stand this annoying guy anymore. "Graca Mother Gary, I have been busy preparing for the mission, and it is impolite of me not to say something. We are very sorry for the two knights who died protecting the others when you were attacked by Griffins on the way. How many of you were there? I can't count well, but it must be more than five, right? "
Turasden quickly covered his mouth. Renault was the best calculator he had ever seen.
"What I mean is, please don't worry, your sorrow will be comforted by us, and righteous things like revenge and destroying monsters should be left to qualified warriors. Isn't it just Griffins? Kill them! You haven't done it, but you still have me, right? "
Rem pulled his longsword out with a whoosh, but before he could pull it out halfway, Renault had already jumped behind Troon Kaelie to hide. The holy emblem on the quasi-inspector's chest trembled, and he quickly calmed down. The longsword returned to its sheath, but his teeth didn't stop grinding.
At this critical and awkward moment, he needed the power to change the situation. Because of this, Jegret appeared. She jogged all the way, and with a crash, she braked in front of Renault and said in a hurried tone, "Let's go, or my teacher will wake up soon!"
"You want to go too?" Rem was stunned.
"If you tell on me now, I will knock you out, but after I leave, you can say whatever you want, I don't mind. Also, I left a letter for the bishop. "Jegret flipped his hair. "Oh right, there's one more thing. I asked the bishop to wait for me here. Anyway, he doesn't pay much attention to me when he's with his old friends, so he won't be lonely. If you have time, please take care of me. I will thank you. "
The Elven girl paused for a moment and said to Rem in Elvish, "Thank you."
Reynolds realized that he actually understood. It was probably the memories and abilities of others that helped him.
After gathering six people, everyone didn't stay any longer. They picked up their bags and set off. Jegret had snuck out on her own. Apart from her weapons and armor, she did not bring any other luggage. However, Turasden had already prepared a package for her. She glanced at it and felt that she was being treated the same as everyone else. She felt that nothing in the world could be fairer than this, so she carried it without another word.
In fact, there was a huge difference in the weight of each person's items. Tron was the lightest, while Renault and Turas were the heaviest. Renault's arrangement was mainly related to the division of labor.
With Gallie's arm injured, Tron had to take on more of the responsibility of guarding and clearing the way. This meant that he had to run around and climb up and down, and needed to conserve more energy. Therefore, the lighter the load, the better. Gallie was injured, so he naturally had to be taken care of. Wu Mama's body was slender, like a slightly malnourished girl, so she couldn't carry the heaviest load. Turasden insisted on this, and Renault felt that there was no need to object.
Anyway, he was very conscious. If he couldn't fight, then he would be a porter. That way, if he encountered danger, he would immediately hide behind his teammates and wouldn't feel guilty. He believed that everyone just had a different division of labor. A better overall arrangement and more efficient use of everyone's strengths was better than being completely uniform.
Moreover, he had a job that no one else had: telling stories.
"A story of three countries? But I've never heard of a country called 'Winter'. And it's just one country. You're not lying to me, are you? "
Renault rolled his eyes at Jegret and then sighed. Based on his calculations and planning, he naturally knew that the weight on the female Paladin's shoulders was lighter than his, but she was at least an order of magnitude more relaxed. He didn't know how those arms and legs, which were obviously thinner than his, could contain so much strength. He looked at Wu Mama again and was shocked to realize that he was too weak.
But when it came to storytelling, these people were all trash. Renault was a person who often listened to storytelling, so he was better than them!
"History is serious. I can't just make it up, can I? So, I can only create a country that you've never heard of to put the story. Pay attention to the characters, and don't worry about the names. "
"Yes, listen to Renault. That's right!" Turasden was busy wiping his sweat, but he didn't stop supporting his companions.
"Okay, okay, I won't worry about the weird names and how three countries became one. But, when you tell stories, why do you always say 'sua'? Is it some kind of quirk? "
"I'm practicing magic," Renault replied. The Truth Thunder Goddess had her own divine arts, but she didn't reject other powers. She treated them all equally. Dragons could fly in the sky and breathe fire, snakes could swim underground. These weren't divine arts, so there was no reason why people couldn't learn magic! What she was against was destructive, harmful, and contrary to the basic nature of living creatures. Renault was also against magic research and abuse. So, if it weren't for the hindrance caused by his identity as a devil, he didn't mind spending most of his time on magic research.
The environment for magic research was relaxed, so Renault could openly say that he was practicing magic. "Not long ago, I found a spell that allows me to move objects simply with my will. I've tried to cast this spell over and over again, and I've discovered three interesting phenomena. "
Jegret was a little disappointed. She wanted to listen to stories, not magic. She regretted asking Renault about "sua". But as a Paladin, it was very important to respect others as equals. She felt that if she could like to listen to stories, then Renault could also like to study magic.
"First, it doesn't take much effort for me to cast this spell. I have to do a lot of physical exercise every day, which consumes a lot of energy, but it doesn't affect my ability to cast spells — except that I'm too thirsty and my throat doesn't listen to me.
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