Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Phoenix glanced at Ethan expressionlessly and said in a calm voice:

"I just think that you will reveal our identity. The waiter just now has traces of long-term exposure to extraordinary things. He, or this tavern, is most likely a place where the Church of Storms collects information."

Ethan moved forward, leaned against the bar, and replied in a calm voice:

"Our identity is inherently questionable. No matter what we do, it's the same. We might as well be more casual."

"We are not ferocious beasts. Things have happened one after another at sea recently, and the Church of Storms doesn't have that much energy to investigate us."

Phoenix rubbed the black ring inlaid with emeralds on his thumb with his right index finger and said nothing.

Ethan looked around briefly, and finally his eyes fell on Renekton. He said in a casual tone:

"How prepared are you for the investment in the Southern Continent?"

"Are you sure you want to talk here?"

Renekton glanced sideways at Ethan and asked in a calm voice.

"Isn't it possible here? It's not some shady deal."

Although Ethan's voice was lowered, it certainly couldn't be hidden from the Beyonders in this tavern.

He mentioned these things here deliberately. For normal business dealings, even for smuggling, the Church of Storms would at most pay attention to it and not pay too much attention to him. He is very experienced and a veteran in dealing with these matters. No wonder Plak The gentleman will ask two of them to come over. Phoenix, who has a more reserved personality, is more to protect Ethan.

As his thoughts floated around, Renekton quickly made an analysis in his mind.

Then he lowered his voice slightly and said:

"I have sent a fleet to Feneport, and the goods will be sent to the Southern Continent soon."

"Discussing business in a tavern is not my way of hospitality. Come on, I'll treat you to the special delicacies of the Rhoad Islands."

After speaking, he drank the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, then stood up and walked out of the tavern.

Phoenix, who had been quiet and rarely spoke, also drank the remaining "golden lemon" in the glass, stood up and followed Renekton's pace.

Ethan glanced at the barely touched drink in his glass with a helpless expression, half-raised the glass, then put it down, turned around and left the place.

After Ethan left, the waiter behind the bar went over to collect the two empty glasses and Ethan's almost untouched drink.

His eyes met a middle-aged man dressed as a sailor in the corner of the tavern, and then quickly looked away.

On the street outside the Red Maple Leaf Bar, Renekton stopped a carriage and headed to Old John's Restaurant after Ethan followed him.

This is a famous local restaurant that Renekton heard discussed by some tourists when he was in the bar before.

After getting on the carriage, Phoenix half-closed his eyes and sat back in the carriage. After a moment, he said in a cold voice:

"Someone followed, someone coming out of that bar."

Ethan chuckled, not caring about the guys following him and others in his words:

"Don't worry, we're just going to eat."

"If we really care about them, it will appear that there is something wrong with us. We just need to block them when necessary."

Phoenix nodded slightly, and then took a nap directly leaning against the carriage.

Ethan turned to look at Renekton, his voice lowered much, as if he didn't want to disturb Phoenix who was taking a nap:

"His personality is reserved, so you don't have to pay too much attention."

Renekton nodded slightly and restrained his urge to use his Peeping Eyes to observe the other party. He felt that Phoenix's condition did not seem to be very good. The so-called introverted personality could only be regarded as one of the reasons.

Soon, the three of them arrived at Old John's restaurant in a carriage.

Now is the peak dining period, and the food is served very quickly. After ordering the grilled fish and drinks, within a quarter of an hour, the waiter brought two grilled fish and a local specialty Tyana juice.

"This is a local restaurant famous for its spice-grilled fish. It is popular with tourists from all over the Bayam area. You can try it."

While speaking, Renekton leaned back on the back of his chair, waved his right hand, and spread out pieces of starlight. These starlights quickly gathered into a barrier that separated the inside and outside, and then faded and disappeared.

Ethan stared at Renekton's starlight, his eyes moved slightly, and his tone of voice changed slightly:

"Astrologer? Or astronomer?"

Renekton tilted his head slightly, purple light flowing in his eyes, and his eyes swept over Phoenix and Ethan.

He saw the hidden problems on Phoenix's body. On his exposed skin, there were vaguely green and black scales. This seemed to be the influence of the residue of the potion. He should be a gatekeeper, and it was a characteristic used when he was promoted. has a problem?

Behind Ethan, there is a pair of eyes that Renekton is very familiar with. Eyes that contain countless bright stars, cold and indifferent, without eyelashes.

Renekton glanced at those eyes, and he saw some surprising Information Blessed? The favored one of the hidden sage, or the favored one of the wilderness of knowledge? Is it His alternative?

Renekton paused for a moment, then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, looked at Phoenix and said:

"Is there something wrong with the characteristics you used when you were promoted?"

Phoenix shook his head slightly and said in a lower voice:

"I've never been promoted."

Never been promoted? That is, there is something wrong with the characteristics that Mr. Plunk gave him when he was separated from him. He really used giving birth to solve the problem of losing control!

As Renekton's thoughts floated around, his tone slowed down and he said:

"You have completely mastered the characteristics of your body, and the remaining problems will be solved after you are promoted to undead."

Phoenix asked casually, as if he didn't really care about this question:

"Aren't you from the Church of Knowledge? Why are you an astrologer?"

Renekton was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he was asked this question. After a slight hesitation, he said casually:

“This path is closer to knowledge.”

"Closer to knowledge? Then Mr. Tynes, what do you think of knowledge?"

Ethan asked following Renekton's words.

Why is the topic getting further and further away? Muttering something in his mind, Renekton said with a smile:

"From my personal understanding, knowledge is the result of all intelligent creatures understanding the world through practice."

Ethan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be satisfied with the answer, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a curve.

"cough~"

Phoenix coughed lightly.

Ethan calmed down his expression this time and brought the topic back on track:

"Mr. Tynes, what is the attitude of the Church of Knowledge towards the Southern Continent?"

Phew~ Renekton breathed a sigh of relief. Ethan's state just now seemed like he was excited and wanted to sigh with him all night long.

What a good candidate for the Church of Knowledge. He sighed in his heart, Renekton straightened his expression a little, and said calmly:

"The Church of Knowledge has only one purpose, to spread knowledge and wisdom. Regarding faith, we believe it should be free and come from the heart."

As long as smart people are in the Knowledge Church, those who fail the exam will be kicked out, such as the strongest hunter.

Ethan's expression showed no emotion as he continued to ask:

"In other words, as long as knowledge can be spread smoothly, the Knowledge Church will not interfere too much in the disputes in the Southern Continent?"

"That's understandable."

Renekton nodded slightly, and before Ethan continued to ask questions, he took the lead and asked:

"How is the recent situation in the Southern Continent?"

Ethan's expression became solemn for a moment, and then he sighed and said:

"Separation by warlords and colonization by all parties."

"The seven major churches have always spread their faith in the southern continent. There are also large and small religious groups and organizations in the local area. The most influential spiritual religious group almost only has one name left, and it is completely divided internally."

"It's simply more confusing than the strange potions brewed by those village witch doctors."

Phoenix nodded slightly, and then added:

"Recently, a new secretive organization has been operating frequently in West Balam. Their target is the people at the bottom, and they have already had a certain influence on the situation in the southern continent."

"Most of their members are members of the Secret Prayer Path, and I suspect they are related to the Aurora Society."

Ethan looked at Felix in shock. In his impression, Felix had always been introverted, didn't like to go out and socialize, and didn't care about the appearance of things around him. When did he start paying attention to these things?

Renekton noticed Ethan's movements and micro-expressions, but he didn't know much about these two people and didn't care. His attention was on the forces that Phoenix said were suspected of being the Aurora Society.

He showed a curious expression and asked:

"What does this new secret force mainly do?"

Phoenix took a sip of Triana juice, then leaned back in his chair and recalled:

"What is being shown so far seems to be to help the people at the bottom master some life skills, help them find jobs, and safeguard their rights and interests."

"In West Balam, they have secretly gained the support of a lot of people."

Renekton nodded slightly, no longer paying attention to this question and said:

"When I was in Backlund, I once heard Mr. Plak say that he hoped to develop the Southern Continent and break away from the current situation of being divided and colonized by all parties."

"With this goal in mind, would you be interested in receiving some personal assistance from me?"

"personal?"