Mercenaries and Adventurers

After the works of the four craftsmen were dedicated to the statue of the God of Craftsman, the pastor of the Church of the God of Craftsman stood in front of the statue, opening his arms and chest, and muttering something in his mouth. Zhao Ji reckoned that the pastor was praying to his gods, and he didn't know if the gods would respond at this time. Presumably, the Harvest Festival was held in one day, so the gods must be very busy.

Zhao Ji was wrong. The four works placed in front of the statue of the God of Craftsman first gave off a slight red light, and then the statue of the God of Craftsman also emitted a radiant red light at the same time. At the same time, the eyes of the priest who was praying were white at this time, and a lot of sweat was profuse on his head. The sweat radiated slightly like steam on his head, which looked very strange.

On the contrary, the four craftsmen seemed very excited, and worshiped the pastor of the church who was in a strange situation.

After pausing for a while, the pastor finally responded. He twitched all over his body, and then bursts of huge red light came from his body, walked to the four craftsmen who were presented, and first picked up the long sword closest to him to observe.

"Oh, a long sword forged with a mixture of copper and star-illuminated steel." The old priest made a loud voice like a strong middle-aged man. Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment and realized that this voice was obviously not the voice that the pastor made just now when he presided over the opening of the celebration.

He also noticed that the clergymen of the Church of the God of Craftsmen tensely formed a human wall to enclose the four craftsmen, their works, priests and statues of gods and gods, preventing people around them from approaching and Watching, the clergy of various churches also glowed slightly red. At the same time, some craftsmen also spontaneously organized to help surround the circle to keep the suspicious people away, but they all turned their heads and focused on the priest who was behaving strangely.

Zhao Ji could see the scene below clearly from the roof, and he guessed in his heart whether the **** consciousness of the God of Craftsman had come down there personally, which was really exciting. He also had doubts about the identity of the gods just now, whether the pastor of the God of Craftsman Church was doing mystery, but thinking that the other party is a formal **** belief, and it is also a normal church, he should not dare to take the risk. This kind of trick is played in front of the idol.

In this case, it can only be that the celebration of Kendall City has attracted the attention of the God of Craftsman, and he has transferred his spirit here. Zhao Ji didn't know exactly what was going on, but it was estimated that the **** was controlling his priest's body at this time to taste the works presented by the craftsmen.

"The material of the long sword is a bit tricky, but at least it crossed that boundary a little bit, which is very good. It's just that the shape of this long sword is no longer popular, and the well-behaved shape is too much. Conservative." The priest who was suspected of being possessed by the gods briefly tasted the long sword, then turned his head to the craftsman who made the long sword and said: "You, you need to learn about the recent development of the long sword. Go to your provincial capital, and the church there will arrange for your next studies."

The craftsman who made the long sword knelt down and replied excitedly to the god: "I, I, I, I will go, please say a few more words to me, please."

The **** ignored the opponent, and inserted the long sword on the rocky ground casually. The hard rocky ground was like sand. The long sword was directly inserted into it at least 20 centimeters deep, and it was fixed casually and inserted vertically. Into the long sword.

The pastor then walked into Master Ganner's work, stretched out his hand after entering, and the shield flew into his hand.

"Proficient skill is the perfect state that this shaped shield can achieve. Oh, I have seen you, seven years ago at a celebration in another city, I saw you and another of your works." The pastor's Attention remained on Ganner's master.

Ganna's master had no expression on his face, and just said: "Exalted and great god, your believers beg you to give me a step forward. Your believers beg you to give me a step forward."

The **** touched the beard on his chin, but he seemed dissatisfied with the priest's beard: "Haven't you broken through that limit? Compared with last time, your progress can't be said to be non-existent, but it's like a blind old dog." , will only spin around in place and whine.” Seeing that Ganna’s master was just repeating the words of prayer to him, the gods finally gave him a way: “Okay, set off to the north and cross the border of mankind , the breakthrough you prayed for is there. However, if you just repeat a sentence in such a monotonous manner, then you should stop thinking about breakthrough early. It may be more useful to return to your hometown to recruit a few more apprentices who are smarter than you .”

Ganna's master, who was instructed by the god, didn't say anything more. He just knelt in front of the god, his body curled up, his face was buried in his arms, and he curled up tightly.

The **** ignored him, and walked to the next work, muttering in words that everyone could clearly hear: "A big beard, still crying, I'm really ashamed of that good beard."

The next work that Kami moved towards was puppets. He was playing with the puppet, making several modeling movements with the puppet, and then the puppet glowed red immediately, and began to speak strange words: "The little puppet is naked, and its clothes and pants are not painted. The wooden mouth can't speak , I feel shy in my heart."

"Hey, you're still talking! You can make it a delicate set of clothes and shoes later on. It's not good to just be naked." The **** commanded the craftsman who made the delicate puppet.

The **** stretched out his hand and pinched a few times in the air, squeezed out a translucent red heart from the red light in the air, and then patted the virtual red heart into the puppet's body: "Okay, You call the puppet Galiel, and go play with your father."

The **** put the puppet on the ground, and the red light on the puppet quickly retracted into the wooden body, and then moved its hands and feet. The puppet wanted to walk to the carpenter father who made it, but just as soon as it took a step, Just fell down.

"Haha, no one can walk at birth. Even the most vigorous antelope on the grassland can only learn to run and jump after a while. You little puppet, practice walking first. Haha." The **** said to The puppet laughed.

The puppet's small face was obviously made of wood, but it was wrinkled into a ball: "The antelope is made of flesh and blood, and was born bitten by a jackal. The little puppet is good, and my father will take care of it."

The carpenter who made the puppet hurriedly embraced the puppet that had fallen to the ground, and whispered to his beloved work. I don't know what I said, which caused the little puppet to giggle and laugh happily, and the carpenter also sang and laughed.

Compared with Master Ganna who was still curled up in a ball beside him, the crying and laughing were really different.

The kami finally went to the last piece, unlike others. The **** helped the last craftsman up, patted the dust on the craftsman's leg with his own hands, and led the craftsman to his work.

"Ha, tell me about it. How did you come up with the idea of ​​transforming farm tools in this way? Heh, it's really an excellent work. I have to say that this work is something I have browsed through more than 700 seats today. Among them, the most outstanding one. It’s really time for Didine to see what is the real power. The promotion of this thing is no more helpful to agriculture than the one he cultivated hundreds of shepherds.”

The **** patted the craftsman's shoulder vigorously, and every time he slapped, the red light on the craftsman's body became brighter. Some dry and gray hair miraculously turned into black hair, and the slightly bent back straightened , the muscular muscles on his body became stronger, the old wounds burned by the hot iron miraculously recovered, and even the beard on his face changed from a mess to a well-groomed elegant beard.

The face that was still full of tension was relieved, the craftsman took a deep breath, and carefully explained to his **** his original idea of ​​creating this farm tool.

The God of Craftsman listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and occasionally showed empathy for the difficulties of the craftsman's innovation process. After a while, the **** who heard the craftsman's innovation story patted his chest, pointed to the south and said to the craftsman: "You are really an excellent craftsman, come, come to the holy place of the church, the whole family, there is you This is the place where the most outstanding craftsman should come. I will wait for you there! Don’t worry, the Knights of the Church will send someone to pick you up, get ready! In the next few days, your name will resound throughout the world. Every good craftsman will want to know your story. Every human being who works in agriculture will know that there is one person whose work can bring more food to each of them. Good boy, you have done a good job!"

After finishing speaking, the power of the gods separated from the priest, and the surrounding red lights gathered on his virtual body.

"This is for your protection. It will protect you during the time when the knights are here. I took your work. This is the best gift I have received from everyone this year. Haha, let's go Already!" After speaking, the avatar of the **** gradually faded away.

The red light left on the god's body condensed into a **** symbol representing the **** of craftsman, and this symbol directly merged into the body of the craftsman, and then disappeared into it. At the same time, the craftsman's work flew directly into the sky, flying faster and faster, and then disappeared into the southern skyline without a trace.

As soon as the **** left, the pastor trembled and regained consciousness.

He was excited and jumped up happily. He was obviously an old man in his 70s or 80s, but he happily said to the other clergy in the church while jumping: "Haha, friends, the gods are here, because Our Kendall City has produced the best works in the world. Come on, Feeney, Paratel, Kuniya. Organize, let everyone organize, this is something worth remembering in Kendall City, go and inform the supervisor , the government office, the bishop of the provincial capital church, and everyone in the city. Haha, good boy, you did a great job! You are our hero, the most outstanding craftsman in the world, and the owner of Kendall City. pride."

Holding the craftsman's hand, the pastor stood in front of the people and raised the craftsman's hand high: "All the people, you have seen it just now, the gods are here, we have created a miracle in Kendall City, a great miracle ! Let's cheer! Cheers to this hero!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Father~www.readwn.com~ you are a hero! You are a hero!"

"Hahahahahaha, if I don't get drunk today, I won't go home!"

"Hero! Hero! Hero!"

The hero craftsman excitedly waved to everyone, and the cheers of the crowd became louder and louder.

What happened just now in front of the Artisan District Management Office seemed to have wings, and it spread throughout Kendall City at a very fast speed in just a short while. After hearing about it, people went to the Artisan District to watch the excitement.

For a while, it seemed that everyone wanted to come to the artisan area to see what this hero's artisan looked like.

Zhao Ji also saw the whole process of the whole thing from the roof. He looked at everything below in astonishment, and he never thought that in the celebration just now, the work of that craftsman could be so highly praised by the God of Craftsman. Following the cheerful atmosphere of everyone around him, he also whistled one after another to express the joy in his heart.

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In front of the management office, the pastor in charge of the celebration came to the pastor, and asked the pastor who was still celebrating happily: "Master Torlon, let me ask you, are we going to hold the next celebration game?" Don’t do it anymore? Or should we devote all our staff to the work of celebrating heroes?”

The pastor waved his hand: "The **** told me when he left, the celebration competition will continue! Let the contestants show their best skills and self-confidence, today will be a day that we all can be proud of, haha, from The church provided funds to hold the event grandly. By the way, the other three craftsmen also arranged rewards just now."

"Yes, I understand. I will mobilize all the staff of the church first."

"Come on, I'll just watch over here."