Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Colin Iliad waved his hand lightly, interrupted Derrick's unfinished words, and then said:

"Just tell me what you want to report. You just spent too much time outside the door. I have a meeting later."

Derrick nodded blankly, organized his words and said:

"Your Majesty, can you stop the next exploration of the half-ruined temple?"

"That is a temple belonging to the true Creator. It is a real evil god, and it is the evil god who controls the path of the shepherd. If Lovia leads the team to explore, I am worried that something unexpected will happen."

After speaking out all he wanted to say in his heart, Derrick felt that he felt much more relaxed.

A dark green complex symbol appeared in both of Colin Iliad's eyes. He looked at Derrick with a serious aura, and said with a rare dignity in his voice:

"Say what you just said again!"

Derrick was stunned for a second, then nodded and repeated what he just said.

Colin Iliad did not express his position, but said in a serious and cold tone:

"How do you know this information?"

Derrick hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said everything:

"After I killed my parents with my own hands, I kept praying to the gods, and unexpectedly established a connection with a great being. He allowed me to attend a gathering held in his kingdom of God once a week."

"I mentioned at the party before that I was going to participate in the exploration of the half-ruined temple. I had mentioned the information about the half-ruined temple to the other members of the party, and they asked me not to participate. This exploration.”

Colin Iliad maintained his posture without moving, and said in a colder tone than before:

"What method did they ask you to use to avoid this exploration? And every week? Is this their way of timing?"

Derrick wanted to bury his head deep in his chest, but the courage in his heart made him raise his head again and look into the chief's eyes. His tone returned to a more natural tone and he said:

"One of the members gave me a suggestion, asking me to make myself look like a precursor to losing control, so that I can avoid the next exploration that is coming. I only need to practice quietly for a week and I can fully recover."

"A week is how they measure time outside. It's roughly equivalent to seven times of frequent lightning strikes. They call our place the Land Abandoned by the Gods."

"I only know that the world over there has sunshine, sea, and normal food, and there are no monsters coming out of the darkness."

Derrick paused here and carefully observed the chief's reaction.

"Continue." Colin Iliad said in a calm voice.

Derrick was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. He hesitated for a while before continuing:

"My potion formula comes from the transaction at that party. It is a solar path that is not available in Silver City."

"I also used some textbook content to trade some information with them. Their world believes in seven gods, namely the goddess of the night, the mother goddess of the earth, and the god of war."

"I also gained a spell knowledge, can I show this spell?"

Derrick thought about the extraordinary knowledge he had obtained through the secret contract ceremony last time. This kind of knowledge that had never been available in Silver City should prove that he could really contact the outside world.

Colin Iliad nodded gently: "Okay."

After Derrick nodded slightly, he clasped his hands together in a prayer posture, and a sacred, bright, bright and pure warm light appeared in the room.

Then Derrick stretched out his hand to grasp in the light with a very unskilled gesture. After failing twice, he finally pulled out a straight sword condensed by the light.

Derrick scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I haven't mastered this spell yet."

The dark green complex symbols in Colin Iliad's eyes disappeared, and he stared at Derrick quietly for a while, and then said:

"Why would a great being allow you and those members you speak of to gather in His Kingdom of God?"

"Are you sure that the great being you are talking about is not an evil god?"

Derrick shook his head blankly at first, then nodded firmly and said:

"I believe that great being has no ill intentions towards us!"

Colin Iliad didn't care about Derrick's answer, but asked other questions:

"The members you mentioned who also attended the party should not have high rankings, right?"

Derrick frowned slightly and recalled the performance of everyone in the previous Tarot meeting. Except for the unfathomable Mr. Fool and the obviously stronger Mr. White Tower, the rest of them should only be at Sequence 8 or Sequence 7.

Derrick turned his attention back to the Chief, nodded with the Chief's serious look on his face and said:

"Well, except for the great being who convened the gathering, there is only one relatively strong member. The sequence of the others should not be much different from mine."

Colin Iliad just nodded slightly, and then changed the topic:

"Why do you want to confess this to me? What you did at the beginning was obviously to hide your specialness."

Derrick lowered his head, his cheeks felt a little hot, and he said sheepishly:

"I was afraid that I would be discovered and treated as a degenerate bewitched by evil gods."

"When I was discussing the exploration of the half-ruined temple with everyone this time, one of the members mentioned that you cannot save Silver City by yourself."

"I don't want to shrink from this exploration without caring about the safety of other members of the exploration team."

After saying these words, Derrick mustered up the courage to look at the chief in front of him.

Colin Iliad's eyes did not know when dark green complex symbols appeared again. He looked at Derrick expressionlessly, staring deeply.

Derrick felt that the courage he had finally mustered up had suddenly faded a lot, and he wanted to lower his head again.

"I will renegotiate the exploration of the half-ruined temple with the six-member council, but you have to understand that our exploration of the depths of darkness will not give up because of this problem."

"But, chief"

"Silver City has not persisted for thousands of years by retreating in the darkness. Maybe in the future you will understand that faith and will are more important than sacrifice!"

Colin Iliad interrupted Derrick's words and continued:

"You should understand that no matter whether you have been contaminated by the evil god or not, you will remain under our control during this period of time."

Derrick nodded heavily and said with a decisive voice: "I understand, Your Excellency, I accept any punishment."

Derrick was taken to the bottom of the round tower, a place responsible for imprisoning Extraordinaries who showed signs of losing control and members of the contaminated exploration team.

Whether it was a deliberate arrangement by the chief of the six-member Silver City Council or a coincidence, Derrick was imprisoned in the small room where he was supposed to be detained.

There was no one in sight except the watchers who brought him candles and food.

Most of the time, Derrick stayed in the light of the candlelight, staring at the deep darkness around him in a daze.

On Wednesday morning, Renekton collected enough white paper and bound it into a blank book, then arranged a ceremony to pray to the green light Serapis for knowledge.

After setting up the ceremony, Renekton placed a stack of blank books and ink in front of the candle.

There was a "pop!" and a snap of the fingers, and all three candles placed were lit.

Sprinkle some herbal powder and add a drop of essential oil to a burning candle, and the scent of tulips instantly fills the room.

Renekton took a step back and began to recite the incantation:

"The eternal light of the spiritual world, the embodiment of endless knowledge, the green of emotion and art."

"I pray to you for knowledge of the spiritual realm"

The light in the room dimmed, and the temperature continued to drop, making the room seem a bit cold.

Woo! The wind sounded, and the candlelight was dyed with green light, swaying in the wind.

The stack of blank books was blown by the wind, and the pages flipped. The ink placed next to it stirred up waves in the air, and then fell onto the flipped blank pages.

Under Renekton's gaze, densely packed text quickly appeared on the originally blank page. Every drop of ink thrown into the air by the howling wind could accurately fall on the page and form words one by one.

“It’s not much more convenient than a printer!”

Renekton said something very rude in his mind.

But fortunately, this is not a secret contract ceremony, and Green Light Serapis cannot know his inner thoughts.

This scene lasted for two or three minutes before it ended. The whimpering wind disappeared. The flickering candlelight not only returned to stability, but also lost its layer of green. The light and temperature in the room gradually returned to normal.

Renekton approached in two steps, stretched out his hand to extinguish the still burning candle, and then picked up the books scattered by the strong wind one by one.

The originally blank pages already had lines of words that looked like words printed by a printer.

I simply packed up the ceremony site, looked through the contents of each book, then took out paints and brushes, and left marks on the covers of each book to make it easier for me to distinguish them.