Path of light

Chapter 33 33. Heavy rain

In the temple library.

The trainee priest Abt sat in front of the round table, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and prayed silently with his eyes closed.

Probably because Roy was successfully promoted to a second-level trainee priest yesterday, Abt saw some hope again, so he became more pious in his prayers.

Jasper was manning the door, and he and Roy were the only ones in the room.

Roy sat next to Abt. There were two magical books in front of him, one was 'Blessing of Power' and the other was 'Secondary Healing'.

Now he has found the way to the ‘Blessing of Power’.

At noon, I successfully drew two divine patterns of ‘Blessing of Power’.

Although the latter time directly led to the failure of the magic due to lack of proficiency in prayer.

But for Roy, he had clearly recorded the feeling of drawing divine patterns.

Yes, this kind of realization is the most precious.

Generally speaking, the divine symbols and prayers in magical books can be recorded clearly and unmistakably, but the priests cannot clearly describe the mysterious feeling in the drawing process.

What Roy lacks now is just the proficiency in reciting prayers.

Roy repeatedly recited the 'Blessing of Strength' prayer.

Abt reminded him that he should spend more time praying every day, otherwise the Holy Light Condensation Express would become slower and slower in the future.

Roy nodded in agreement.

There were only two magical books on the round table, but it clearly showed that he was completely immersed in learning magical arts at the moment.

‘Blessing of Strength’ and ‘Secondary Healing Technique’ are the two most practical magical techniques for trainee priests.

But at present, Roy is only a second-level trainee priest. Learning these two magical arts, which require a large amount of the power of the Holy Light, is far less practical than concentrating on praying to condense the power of the Holy Light.

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In fact, High Priest Reed has also discovered in the past few days that Roy prefers to specialize in divine arts and has little interest in praying.

He rarely saw Roy praying. Every time he came to the study room, he saw him studying divine arts with great concentration, which made High Priest Reed a little worried.

For a priest, the holy light obtained through prayer is the basis of all magical arts, and those magical arts are nothing more than flowers on trees.

If you don't accumulate enough power of holy light, even if you master the most advanced magic, it will be useless.

High Priest Reed was worried that Roy was obsessed with divine arts and had neglected his role as a trainee priest. What he needed most now was to condense the Holy Light through prayer.

"Roy, don't spend too much time on studying divine arts. What you need most now is to condense the Holy Light."

Every time he saw Roy, High Priest Reed would always give him an earnest reminder, regardless of whether he did as he said.

"Teacher, why can't I feel the Holy Light every time I pray?"

The question raised by Roy was one that Jasper and Abbot had been wanting to ask recently but had never dared to ask.

High Priest Reed's eyes dimmed, his voice became a little heavy, and he whispered:

"That's because the goddess is currently too far away from us. Since entering the dark land, the goddess's holy light has been obscured by the dark mist. Currently, the holy light can no longer shine on the Elf Continent. It is precisely because of this that we have been here recently. For a while, when I prayed, I rarely felt the presence of the Holy Glory.”

"That's why we need to pray with a more pious heart, and the power of our faith will be the biggest beacon in the vast darkness. I firmly believe that one day the goddess's holy light will penetrate the endless darkness and shine on this continent. Every corner, as long as we are prepared, the Holy Glory will eventually come..."

Roy didn't expect this.

Jasper and Abt always complain that they have been unable to obtain the power of the Holy Light through recent prayers. It turns out that it is because the goddess's holy light can no longer extend to the Elven Continent...

Abt was even more dumbfounded, sitting there muttering to himself:

"It turns out that the rumors outside are actually true."

Then he said to High Priest Reed:

"High Priest Reed, I heard that the situation in this divine war is not very optimistic. The dark forces on the other side are very powerful."

High Priest Reed shook his head slightly:

"These rumors have no basis. The bishop is concerned about the above matters, and we just need to wait patiently and pray sincerely."

At this point, High Priest Reed wanted to say some words of encouragement, so he patted the two of them on the shoulders and said: "Actually, the goddess's holy light cannot shine here at all. It should be just a little weak...so weak that we can't find it." It's just a perception, otherwise Roy wouldn't have successfully advanced in just one week."

"When I first met Roy, the holy light in his hand was only so big..."

High Priest Reed brought his thumb and index finger together and made random gestures, as if comparing his feelings.

"Now! Roy, release your holy light and let Abt see it."

Roy quickly condensed a seed-shaped ball of light in his palm.

In the soft light, the seed of light looked like a big question mark, stubbornly raising its head...

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Seeing the ball of light in Roy's hand, High Priest Reed nodded.

High Priest Reed quite recognized Roy's efforts.

The first time he saw Roy, the holy light in his hand was so weak that it was only as big as a fire bug.

In less than a week, the power of Holy Light controlled by Roy has grown to the size of an apple. Obviously, this ball of Holy Light can prove Roy's efforts.

Abt obviously agreed with High Priest Reed's statement and kept nodding.

The ball of light in his palm kept getting smaller, and when the last flame of light dissipated in his palm, Roy asked tactfully again:

"Teacher, can this ball of holy light in our body capture the particles of holy light floating around by itself?"

In fact, Roy mentioned this matter two days ago... but the answer he got was no.

Now that he brought it up again, he also thought that the last description was not accurate and wanted to confirm it again this time.

"The Holy Light in our bodies is not a spirit body. How could it possibly absorb the surrounding Holy Light particles on its own initiative?" High Priest Reed frowned and immediately gave Roy a negative answer.

He felt that Roy had just become a trainee priest and he didn't understand many things. It was normal to fall into such unreasonable fantasies...

From the perspective of High Priest Reed, he still needs to guide Roy carefully:

"You are wondering why you cannot obtain the Holy Light when you pray, but you can feel the changes in the light group within your body, right?"

Roy nodded immediately.

"That's because the holy light in your body is too weak, and you can easily feel weak changes." High Priest Reed said.

He paused and continued:

"Normally, the power of Holy Light in our bodies will naturally increase, entirely because there are some Holy Light particles floating around that we cannot see. These Holy Light particles will be integrated into our bodies due to the affinity of Holy Light."

"Of course, this does not mean that when there are more particles of holy light floating around us, or when we are riding in a carriage and the number of particles of holy light that our bodies are exposed to increases, these particles of holy light can be integrated into our bodies faster."

"Only devout prayers can bring the divine radiance that the goddess shines on this continent into the body..."

"Roy, you are just a trainee priest who has just come into contact with the Holy Light and Divine Art, so when you encounter problems that you cannot understand at this time, you will become extremely confused. This situation is normal. You can usually use prayer to strengthen yourself. In my heart..."

Listening to High Priest Reed's teachings, Roy suddenly fell into a kind of self-doubt:

‘Could it be that the two invisible tentacles I felt were just the embodiment of the affinity of the Holy Light? ’

'That's how it should be...'

So Roy began to pray with Abbot in the study room.

It wasn't until he was about to leave the temple that he flipped through the book on 'Secondary Healing Techniques' again.

When I think of Steve's group of Silver Moon elves in the Elf Academy, I feel that if I could master the 'secondary healing technique' earlier, at least I wouldn't have to waste those precious life sap...

Even if the life sap is provided by Claire, it cannot always be used like this.

But before leaving the study room, Roy still tried the 'Blessing of Power'. As the complete divine pattern appeared on the round table, as soon as Roy's prayers fell, the divine pattern turned into countless fine sand and condensed into a The fist exuding only the sacred aura slowly integrated into Roy's body.

Abt, who was about to stand up next to him, opened his eyes wide and dropped the thick book of 'Holy Prayer' in his hand on the table with a clang.

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The sky in the evening was overcast, and countless dark clouds piled on the sea.

Seeing that a heavy rain is coming, the blowing sea breeze is filled with thick water vapor.

Roy changed out of the trainee priest's robe in the lounge, put on the still damp clothes, and prepared to run home before the heavy rain came.

Probably because he was shocked by Roy, Abt ran back to his room feeling depressed and locked himself in the room.

Jasper was guarding the gatehouse at the gate of the temple. When he saw Roy coming out, he quickly opened the side door for him.

"It's going to rain. Run a few steps!" Jasper said to Roy.

The wind was a bit strong, and layers of waves surged up on the sea surface, hitting the black rocks, breaking instantly and turning into countless foams...

Roy walked quickly down the street, and gusts of wind blew the fig trees on the roadside violently. The merchandise placed outside the shops were collected by the stall owners, and the stall owners also hurried home.

There are almost no people on the pier, and even the fish market has become deserted...

Roy saw Ms. Gillian pushing a flatbed truck at the end of Brown Street.

When we walked to the street, probably knowing that heavy rain was coming, the night saber tied at the door of the pharmacy retracted into the cabin, leaving only half of its nose exposed.

When he saw Roy, he habitually let out a low growl.

Roy stopped, glanced at the night saber provocatively, and then ran quickly towards home.

Big raindrops fell with a crackle, instantly moistening the ground. As more and more raindrops fell, the sound of rain finally became one.