Laing and Teresa walked side by side on the streets of Mjolden Haven. Banda followed behind them with an uncertain look on his face. This port town was much more prosperous than Calzenhaven. The roads in the town were made of artificial gravel roads. The proportion of low longhouses in the buildings was greatly reduced. There were more two-story houses and more small buildings with pointed roofs in Laing's vision.
The residents also looked healthier. Many of them were wearing long robes, soft hats, and even leather jackets in addition to their linen clothes. Smoke rose from the bakeries by the roadside. The aroma coming from the bakeries made Leon, who had been in the wilderness for an entire day, feel a little tempted.
Teresa leaned on her staff. Her eyes were shining. "Can you tell me what happened? Don't tell me you defeated the Doomsday Bull in one move. "
"It's not that easy!" Laing took out the huge bull's head. The head of the Doomsday Bull was so huge that even Banda, who was following behind them, opened his mouth wide. "I almost died."
"Can you tell me more about it?" The sorceress looked at Laing through her butterfly glasses.
Laing told Teresa the whole story. Teresa was shocked, especially when she heard that the Doomsday Bull had evolved into a four-armed bull demon. Her pretty face turned pale. Looking at the wounds on Laing's face and his bandaged shoulder, she imagined how thrilling the battle was.
After a long time, she murmured, "The mysterious lady would never force us to fight against such a powerful enemy. Maybe... I mean, maybe the Lord of the White Wolf is too harsh on you..."
"..." Laing did not answer. As the White Wolf Knight, he should at least explain and refute.
But he did not. He could not get the words that Laun had said to him out of his mind. Yurick was indeed very harsh on his followers. Many of his followers had lost their lives to please him or because of his orders.
"In the end, I used my magic to detonate the alchemical fire oil that Olaf and the others had abandoned …" Laing told the sorceress the last part of his story, and told her that he had met the Knight of Duty, Lauon.
"I didn't encounter them, but I heard from Wayde that they were besieged by Orcs on their way down the mountain. A Mission Knight saved them." Teresa nodded. She and Emilia did not chase after the fleeing caravan. The sorceress relied on the power of magic to glide the pine cone all the way down the frozen river. Two hours after she arrived at the town, the caravan arrived late, and everyone was injured.
"I was right, wasn't I? Banda? "In order to verify, Teresa even turned her head to ask Banda, who was following behind them.
"Ah? Uh … Well, yes, it was that knight who saved us. "Banda was obviously in a daze. He was stunned for a while before he answered with a red face.
The two of them didn't pay attention to the strange situation of the mercenary and continued to talk about the terrifying battle.
That's right!
Yes!!! Why didn't I think of that? He poured the alchemical fire oil on the Doomsday Bull and ignited it! Ever since Banda heard how Ryan had dealt with Doomsday Bull, he had more ideas in his mind.
It's so simple. Why didn't I think of that?
Banda had forgotten about the bitter battle that Laing had described. He only remembered that Laing threw the alchemical fire oil and ignited it with a torch. Then, he defeated the Doomsday Bull easily.
Yes, you should have thought of that. You should have done it. More voices appeared in his mind. You should have won the favor of Madam Trovic, but now, everything is ruined!
No … no, Mr. Laing saved my life! I can't do that to him!
But you don't have much time. In a few days, Madam Trovic will be separated from you!
What the little mercenary didn't notice was that his eyes began to turn red. An emotion of hatred and wanting to destroy everything gradually took over.
The road soon came to an end. After passing through the gravel path, the White Wolf Church appeared in front of the three of them. Laing stopped and said, "I'm going to submit the mission. Let's meet again later."
"Well, I've already booked a room for you in the Butter Inn." Teresa nodded. The White Wolf Church generally didn't welcome women, and she didn't need to get involved in such internal affairs. After agreeing to have dinner with Laing, she left alone.
Seeing this, Banda quickly followed, but Teresa refused with a smile. "You don't have to follow me anymore, Banda. Go do your own thing."
"But …" The little mercenary still wanted to say something, but when he looked up, the sorceress had already gone far away.
…
In the shrine of the White Wolf.
The white flame that symbolized Yuric's divine power was burning fiercely in the brazier. The whole shrine was filled with all kinds of spoils and weapons. The strong warriors of the shrine were training. They still wore the simplest of clothes in the middle of winter to show their strength, glory, and courage to Yuric.
The priest of the shrine knelt in front of the brazier and prayed as usual. Behind the brazier was the cold statue of the White Wolf Wargod. He had spent more than ten years like this, and today was no exception.
"Yuric, give me strength. May the white flame of the White Wolf God shine on the north of the Empire forever!" The priest prayed for more than ten years like a day.
More than ten years like a day, he knew that the only answer he got was silence.
At this moment, something unexpected happened. The white flame in the brazier exploded, and a strong wind blew in the temple. A white void door opened in the temple, and a huge white wolf jumped out of the door. This was Yurik's messenger incarnation!
"Oh! My Lord! " The priest immediately led everyone in the shrine to kneel down. His eyes were filled with tears. More than ten years of praying had finally paid off. The White Wolf Wargod, Yuric, had descended!
However, they soon realized that the White Wolf Wargod did not descend for them because a white wolf knight was standing at the door.
"Boy, you did well," the white wolf said. He looked at the people kneeling around him and stretched out his furry paw. "All of you, leave. I have something to tell him … Also, prepare five pounds of cooked lamb and wine!"
"Yes!" In the face of the god's oracle, the priests obeyed in a low voice and left collectively.
Only the white wolf and Laing were left in the room. Laing first knelt respectfully to the white wolf and then offered Thaus' head to it. "My Lord …"
"Well … I am very satisfied with your courage and faith." The white wolf nodded and motioned for Laing to put the head into the divine fire. Then, he looked up and said, "You will be rewarded."
Laing's heart skipped a beat when he heard about the reward, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he looked a little anxious. "That, my Lord, about the ancient sages …"
"… Calm down, boy. As my believer, you have to know how to talk while eating." The huge white wolf swept its tail around. Laing thought that this white wolf looked like a husky.
Uh … I can't think like that. It's blasphemy.
But it really looks like it.
Just as Ryan's thoughts were running wild, the priests brought in the cooked mutton and wine. The husky gestured for Ryan to enjoy while he opened his mouth and munched on the mutton. "Kid, you want to know about the ancient sages, right?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Can you tell me why you want to know about the ancient sages?" The husky gnawed off a large piece of lamb and chewed wantonly.
"Because … I'm curious, and because … well, I want to understand why they are so powerful." Laing pretended to be hesitant, and then slowly said, "My Lord, don't you think that whether it is dwarves, elves, or other ancient sages, they are all stronger than humans?"
The meaning of Laing's words was very simple.
Compared to dwarves and elves, humans had a natural disadvantage. Elves could easily live for hundreds of years, and powerful elves could live for thousands of years. There was once an elf who proudly said that if it were not for the curse of the Phoenix King, their king would almost never die with time. This was not a lie. Dwarves were also long-lived species, and it was not a problem for them to live for hundreds of years.
Elves were born with a high affinity for magic, and dwarves were born warriors. Why didn't humans have any advantages?
"Well, young people always like to think about things. Well, I'll tell you what I know. Listen well, boy, it's storytelling time now." The husky stuck out his tongue and then said, "Almost ten thousand years ago, the ancient sages came to this world."
Laing lowered his head to show that he was listening carefully, and said no more.
"Was it seventeen thousand years ago? Or was it sixteen thousand years ago? I don't remember the exact number, but in short, the ancient sages used the interstellar portal and came to this world. " The large husky seemed to be recalling the past. It swallowed the mutton in its mouth and continued, "They looked like giant amphibians with a smooth head, long limbs, and a big belly."
Laing thought that this was the same as the information that Father had!
"The ancient sages did many things. I don't know how they created things, but I know that they narrowed and changed the orbit of the planets, making the prime material world more suitable for the survival of creatures … In short, they first created the Sram Magic Toad, a powerful magical creature created in their image, and then created the Lizardmen as their servants.
"The elves and dwarves were also created, and you know how glorious they used to be. Then the ancient sages left this world very quickly."
"But about seventeen hundred years ago, at the end of the Great Cataclysm, when Charlemagne was conquering the world, the ancient sages once again hurried back to this world. They seemed to be hiding from something, but in the end, they couldn't hide. Not long after they returned to this world, the interstellar portal in the northern wastelands exploded. No one knows whether the ancient sages escaped or all died in the explosion, but I know that this explosion once again attracted four evil beings from beyond the star system." The husky stuck out his tongue.
"You mean … Chaos?" Laing seemed to have understood something.
"Yes, this was not the first time Chaos came. The first Chaos came not long after the ancient sages left. We call it the Battle of the Great Maelstrom. At that time, humans were still eating raw meat and drinking blood. It was Sram who joined forces with the elves and dwarves to repel the Chaos army. In order to repel the Chaos, the first Phoenix King of the elves, Alario, even sacrificed his life. In the end, the elves created the Great Maelstrom and sucked away the Wind of Chaos that was needed for the Chaos to descend. The husky's face was very serious. "But during the second Chaos, the elves split into high elves and dark elves, and were engaged in a desperate civil war. At that time, I judged that the power of humans and dwarves alone was not enough to fight against the Chaos army, so I chose to descend in person."
"Let's not talk about that now. Let's talk about the ancient sages. The return of the ancient sages brought about deep consequences. The portal that was originally closed was opened again, and it was opened permanently. Now, all the creatures in the prime material world are under the threat of Chaos forever, and they will not rest until they die!" The husky drank a glass of strong liquor and howled. "That's all I know."
"Oh, by the way, the emergence of the green dwarfs is also a good thing that the ancient sages did. Their flying machines were stained with a lot of green spores, and these things eventually became the damn green dwarfs!" The husky had eaten enough meat and drunk enough wine, and the ground was full of bones. He stretched out his furry paw and casually wiped his mouth. "That's all I know. What else do you want to ask, kid?"
"Is that so … Then, did the ancient sages leave behind any relics? The great creator should have left some relics for me to admire, right? "Laing seemed to have accepted Yurik's answer, but he still looked a little curious.
"Speaking of relics, there is one near this city. It's a compass that the ancient sages used to record time." The husky picked up the huge bull's head and disappeared on the other side of the portal.
Hearing the news, Laing lowered his head, and his eyes flashed. He respectfully bid farewell to Yurik. The priests of the White Wolf Temple came back one after another, and asked carefully, "Does the Lord have any orders?"
"He said I will be rewarded."
The priests looked at each other, and the leader nodded. Then, under Laing's gaze, he took out a glass bottle … and scooped a spoonful of white grease into a big bucket at the side, and then handed it to Laing. "Please, sir."
That's all? Laing looked at the white grease in the small bottle, and his face twitched a little. He did not say a word, just nodded, and then left the White Wolf Temple.
No one noticed Laing's hidden expression and clenched hands.
Only a bottle of grease! And there was also a general history!
White Wolf Holy Oil was a good helper for maintaining weapons, but it was not worth much. This small bottle of holy oil could be bought in any White Wolf Temple! One bottle was priced at two gold denars!!
Just give me this?!
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