"The legend of the founding of the Tamru Kingdom, the legendary first King Tamru …"
Sitting quietly in the courtyard, facing Adil, Philip continued, "In the past few years in the Tamru Kingdom, I have traveled all over the kingdom, visited many ruins and ancient nobles, collected all the information I could, and finally came to a conclusion.
"It is very likely that the first King Tamru is still alive, and is still active in this land."
"King Tahm …" Adil furrowed his brows slightly, but he still nodded his head, agreeing with Philip's words.
"If King Tamru is still alive, he must be an existence at the level of the King of Mages, comparable to the most powerful people on the continent."
Looking at Adil, Philip hesitated for a moment, then continued, "In fact, in the Tamru Kingdom, there may be more than one such existence."
"More than one?" Adil frowned, a little confused.
"The Dusky Church," Phiri said. Instantly, Adil's eyes shone with understanding.
Even though he had just arrived, after receiving Yasuo's memories, Adil had some understanding of some of the major events in the history of the Tamru Kingdom.
More than a hundred years ago, the Dark Church spread from afar, suddenly appearing in the Tamru Kingdom. Even though it was heavily restricted by the official laws, it had not been relaxed for more than a hundred years, firmly rooted in the Tamru Kingdom, never declining.
This kind of behavior in itself could explain some things.
At the very least, if the first King Tamru was still in the Tamru royal family, with the strength that the Dark Church had displayed, it would not have the right to negotiate with the royal family.
The fact that the Dark Church was able to take root in the Tamru Kingdom and develop to its current stage, this in itself could explain some things.
"In the Dark Church, there may also be existences at the level of the King of Mages, and there may even be more than one …"
Looking at Adil in front of him, Philip opened his mouth and spoke in an ancient tone, "I've carefully investigated … In the 100 years since the Dark Church came to the Tamru Kingdom, there have been at least 34 Gold Priests and 173 Silver Priests."
"These people were undoubtedly influential figures in their respective eras, but in the end, they either disappeared or died of illness. Although it didn't seem to be a problem at that time, it's very strange to read the records now …"
"What you mean is …" Adil went into a daze for a moment, then his expression slowly became grave. Coordinating with the middle-aged mage in front of him, he created a tense atmosphere.
"The Dark Church has been accumulating power …" Philip's voice continued to ring in his ears. At this moment, there was an inexplicable sigh in his voice, "What are they going to do?"
… …
Time passed slowly. Very soon, a few hours had passed.
Standing in the hall in Silence, Adil's solemn expression slowly disappeared as he looked at Phiri's departing figure.
"Wendy, get someone to clean up the table here."
He looked at Phiri's gradually disappearing figure and ordered Wendy who had been standing by the side. He then picked up a few books on the wooden table and walked away.
"Teacher, why did you say so much this time?"
On the other side, outside of Adil's manor, a voice slowly sounded.
Philip turned around and saw his favorite student standing beside him. He was a young man around seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a puzzled look on his face as he stared at him with wide eyes.
Seeing this, he smiled, then stretched out a rough hand and patted the young man's head.
"Moore, do you think I'm talking too much?"
The young man named Moore nodded, "Teacher, you've never told anyone about these things before. Even Gruul and that knight not long ago, you've never said these things."
"They're different from him." Silence caressed the young man's head. Feeling the touch of his rough hair, Philip's expression slowly became calm, "Moore, do you remember what I told you about the Revival Era?"
"I remember." Moore nodded, seeming to remember, and said while reminiscing, "When the world recovers, the gods will return one by one, and the earth will become a battlefield for heroes. After the chaos and the flames of war, there will be a brand new glory …"
"According to the timeline, the recovery of the world mentioned in the prophecy is actually this era …" Hearing Moore's words, Phiri said, "The frequent movements of the major churches over the past few years are actually in preparation for the recovery of the gods."
"The stage is completely ready. Only the protagonists on the stage, the gods and the heroes born of the era, can start to take the stage, and this era can be pushed to the peak."
"What you mean is … this Baron Yasuo may be a hero?" Moore seemed to be deep in thought, and guessed as if he understood but did not fully understand.
"Yes or no, what does it have to do with us?" Silence touched the young man's head, and a smile appeared on his face, "The tide of the era is about to come. On this stage with the world as the center, as long as one is outstanding enough, he can become a hero.
"My people are standing in front of him, no matter if I say more or less, it won't affect me too much. Since that is the case, why not say more?"
He turned around and thought for a while. Although that was what he said, his mind couldn't help but recall the scenes of him meeting with Adil.
As the memories in his mind gradually became clearer, on his body, the complex tattoos were slowly heating up, and the complex patterns carved on them seemed to be coming to life.
"Interesting … really interesting …"
Standing inside the manor, holding a long pair of scissors in his hand, Silence looked in the direction where Philip left. As if sensing something, a woman who looked like a maid raised her head, and there was a faint smile on her face.
"I didn't think that in such a small place, I would also meet someone who has come into contact with the pattern of fate."
Looking into the distance, Silence held a large pair of rough scissors in his hand, feeling the familiar pulse of power. A smile appeared on Marr's face, "After coming into contact with the pattern of fate, he is also very sensitive to the power of fate. After coming into contact with the person favored by fate, I'm afraid that he has already felt something."
"Perhaps, this is also an opportunity …"
After thinking for a while, Silence lowered her head, and a smile appeared on her face.
Coming into contact with the pattern of fate meant that one had come into contact with the power of the god of fate. From a certain perspective, one could also be counted as a priest of the god of fate.
And as long as one was a priest of the god of fate, when facing her, one could only choose to obey.
In Silence, time continued to pass bit by bit.
One early morning, when the sun slowly covered the horizon and a bit of sunlight scattered in all directions, illuminating the world, a figure appeared in the spacious courtyard.
"Turn water into ice."
An indifferent and clear voice sounded in the surroundings. Soon after, in the courtyard, drops of water began to rise, and under the influence of a power, the water began to slowly change into another form.
Not long after, in just a few short seconds, the basin of water in front of him turned into a thick block of ice, and there was even a dense cold air coming out from it.
"This is all I can do."
Silence stretched out his hand and relaxed his body for a while. Looking at the block of ice in front of him, feeling the consumption of his spiritual power, Adil nodded and said, "Not bad."
During this period of time after Philip's visit, thanks to him, Adil had obtained some things through his channels.
The contents of these things were not considered much. There were a few thick spell books, some simple spell materials, and some popular science books about the general knowledge of mages.
During this period of time, according to these things, Adil also made some results, and the spell casting in front of him was one of them.
"The optimization of the template can only be done to this extent for the time being. This is also the only use of these materials."
Silence felt the process of the spell casting just now, and this thought flashed in Adil's mind.
During this period of time when he obtained the information on the spells of this world, he had been trying to study the spells of this world, trying to find out the differences between the spells of this world and the Sorcerer World.
In the end, the results were a little unexpected.
Compared to the Sorcerers of the Sorcerer World, the mages of this world were a little behind, but also a little different.
The power of a Sorcerer initially came from the interaction between the body and the elements of the outside world. Through meditation, the mind, body, and elements underwent a complex reaction, finally producing the initial spiritual power and magic power.
The body reacted with the elements of the outside world and produced magic power, which in turn acted on the body, causing the body to continuously strengthen. In the end, the strength of the body would reflect on the mind to a certain extent, causing the Sorcerer's spiritual power and body to strengthen at the same time.
When casting a spell, the mind of a Sorcerer would first construct a complex spell model, then finally use the spiritual power to shape it, and finally use the magic power in the body as the source of power to truly construct the spell.
But the mages of this world were different.
The mages of this world only trained their spiritual power, and did not have the existence of magic power.
Compared to Sorcerers, the mages of this world had fewer steps, focusing on training the interaction between spiritual power and elements, but did not involve their bodies in the reaction.
The final result was that compared to Sorcerers, the magic power of the mages of this world was extremely thin. Most of them grew instinctively due to the increase in spiritual power, and not consciously like Sorcerers.
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