Lizard Keeping Diary

Outside Popps' post station, the crowd was bustling.Shatz, who had just got off the Pegasus, packed his luggage, took the lizard sleeping on his shoulders, and went out for a ride to the Wingman Consulate.The five-storey building is decorated in the shape of a dragon's head, and everyone in the area is familiar with it.

In the consulate, Schatz stated his purpose and was taken to meet the responding officials.

"This is another magic musician?" The other party stretched out his hand, "Hello."

Schatz took a look at the other party. He had a long body and broad shoulders, with a sword on his waist. Unlike the people in the consulate, he had a pair of folded wings on his back.mechanical wings.The official name is Iron Wing.That's what Wingman is famous for.But for the people in the consulate, this equipment is not needed for activities in Munro territory, and only the winged people from Guangming Island will wear iron wings as a symbol.

"Hello, sir." Schatz stretched out his right hand, gave him a light shake, and took it back.On the way to this room, he has already learned some information, including the title of this winged man and the appropriate title.

"Just call me Sarov."

Although one language is now spoken throughout the world, indigenous languages ​​are preserved in many areas.

When the Wingman Knight spoke his name, he might have used the native language out of habit.

Schatz was at a loss. He wasn't sure how to repeat the pronunciation of the word, so he could only imitate it awkwardly.

"Sa... Sarovo?"

"Sarov." Winged Knight corrected calmly.

"Salaf?"

"Sarov."

"Saron?"

"..." Finally realizing that Schatz lacks foreign language talent, the Winged Knight sighed, "You can call it whatever you want."

Without wasting time on trivial matters, Sarov explained the itinerary to Schatz.

Since Schatz came alone, some people had left early before that.

When he heard that the last ship would leave the port tomorrow, Shatz breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat quietly.

There will be no risk next time.real.He now declares that he was being stupid before.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Schatz explained the reason for his delay. You must know that Pegasus only arrives in one day.Some unnecessary details were omitted, and Schatz only mentioned that the thief stole his travel money, which attracted Sarov's sympathy.And so the whole thing unraveled.

"Have you been to Pops before?"

of course not.The city was as famous as Mabia, perhaps even more so to foreigners, and it served as both a transportation hub and a multilateral trade center, but Schatz had never visited it.It is a rare opportunity now, and he is also very happy to see what a cosmopolitan city looks like.

So, after depositing his luggage, Shatz followed Sarov out.

The streets outside can only be described as a jumble of fish and dragons.Compared with other cities in China, the biggest feature of Popes is that foreigners and foreigners can be seen everywhere.

From the outside, the tall Sarov is quite conspicuous, but there are more eye-catching ones, such as those dwarves who look like potatoes, plush orcs, elves with long pointed ears...

Schatz admired all this curiously, and felt that this city was extraordinarily vibrant, at least much more interesting than Mabia.

"That's a way."

This sentence suddenly came from the side.There is no beginning and no end.Schatz looked at Sarov in surprise, and found that he was pointing to the bottom, but he was referring to the shoes Schatz was wearing.They were just ordinary short boots, but what was different was that there were bells hanging on the ankles on both sides, and those bells were hung on silver rings, making a slight sound when walking.

"You don't have to worry about getting lost."

"..."

Shatz's face was a little hot. I don't know if it was because Sarov treated himself like a child, or because the sentence itself was a joke.This is the bell he took away from the City Lord's Mansion. It was originally a magic weapon, but now it has become an ordinary bell.

As for how it changed?In fact, it is also very simple. According to the relevant regulations of the government on the manufacture of magic items, every magic weapon must be equipped with a "switch" to prevent the risk of losing control.This switch can be of any shape and needs to be easy to operate.The switch of the bell is a raised part, which is inconspicuous at first glance, but you can find it if you grope carefully.

After the bell was turned off by Schatz, the timbre became normal, the sound was greatly weakened, and there was no longer any magic power.

This made Schatz very relieved. He took the bell away because he was worried that it would be used again. If such a thing falls into the wrong hands, it will only be used for bad things.It would be nice to lose the mana too.He wanted to stuff the bell in the trunk, but it was too full, so he just wore it on his body.

Boom-!

Boom-!

This burst of noise made Schatz turn his head and looked around, only to see that people nearby were rushing forward.

It should be the sound of a church bell, and its penetrating power was so strong that it made his heart palpitate.

Perhaps it was a reminder that he had not been to church in so long that he had become impious.

Seeing Schatz following the crowd, Sarov trotted over.

"Where are you going, Master Magic Musician?"

"It's the weekend," Schatz said. "Everyone goes to church, and I want to see it too."

Although he was not a religious man, he drifted to church for many years, which was more of an occasional habit.

Sarov looked up at the church in front of him, "Is your monotheism..."

His evaluation of this concept is revealed, but silent.

Schatz could tell that Sarov didn't believe in Moen, and didn't even recognize the god.

Of course, each race has its own beliefs, which is completely understandable.

It's just that Sarov's expression... how to put it, seems to have swallowed a fly.

"Then I'm leaving, Saron. I'll be out in ten minutes."

Schatz said goodbye to Sarov and walked towards the church.He stepped through the outermost gate, looked back, and found that Sarov was standing there, facing his direction, with no intention of moving.

That's good, it's easy to find someone.Shatz turned around and found that he had reached the door inside, and a high threshold appeared at his feet, blocking his way.

The men next to him entered easily, while the women raised their skirts and stepped over at a slightly slower speed.

When we were outside just now, the lizard dozed off all the time and was not very interested in all kinds of bipedal animals, but when we got to the church, it must be because of the special atmosphere, the lizard showed curiosity about all this, and climbed off Schatz's shoulder on the spot , jumped vigorously to the opposite side of the threshold, and entered the church one step ahead of schedule.

The decoration here is sacred, simple and gorgeous, and has a strong humanistic atmosphere.Lizard can't wait to tour the whole place.

It is waiting for the owner to come in and wander around.However, several minutes passed, and Schatz did not show up for a long time.

Doubt began to emerge in the golden eyes.The lizard turned its head, wondering what was going on.

The red-haired young man stood half a meter away, staring down at the ground in a daze.

what happened?He didn't understand what was going on.

Schatz just knew he couldn't get in.He literally cannot cross this threshold.Others have done it without any effort, but it is as difficult as heaven for him.He felt that there was a voice in his heart, trying to dissuade him, don't do this, otherwise...

otherwise?What?Not sure.And if he doesn't go in, he'll never understand.

Schatz gritted his teeth, decided to ignore the warning of his intuition, and stepped in.

The moment he entered the door, he felt a sharp and severe pain in his nerves, as if he had been stabbed by ten thousand long needles.

"Ah!" Schatz screamed out loud, and fell backwards, almost falling to the ground due to the loss of balance.

Fortunately, Schatz steadied himself at the last moment and did not actually fall.Still, Schatz was impressed by the fleeting pain.He was gasping for breath, hugging his arms, his eyes full of confusion.

What just happened?He just wanted to go to church, and it hurt like hell...

That pain, mostly mental, has a physical origin.

He remembers the pain in the back of his neck at first, and after that, it turned into severe nerve pain.

Could it be that the wound left by the vampire hasn't healed yet?

Schatz reached out and stroked the back of his neck, which was as smooth as a flat ground, without any abnormality.

The same goes for other parts, no wounds or defects.This can't help but make Schatz even more confused.

Since it is not a physiological reason, how else can it be explained?

Shatz looked around in panic, and some believers cast strange glances at him, wondering what this person was doing standing here all the time, but those gazes stayed only for a short time, and then disappeared with everyone.

Despite being surrounded by people, Schatz felt alone and helpless, until three figures in snow-white robes came together.

Those were three priests, perhaps today's preachers, or simply participants in the service.

In any case, Schatz, like a drowning man, thought he saw a chance of rescue, and approached the priests.

He planned to tell the priests about his situation and ask for professional help, but he had just arrived at the priests' side and was about to open his mouth when he heard the priests talking.

"...that young man is so pitiful. He has more than 70 scratches all over his body, and he is still unconscious."

"Some say it's not a beast, it's the work of a demon. I visited him to try to find out. To be honest, I'm not sure. If it's a demon, then we're in trouble."

"Relax, at least it's safe here. No devil can enter any church in Moen alive."

"I hope I'm thinking too much, I heard that day..."

Shatz didn't hear what was said next.He was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to move.

Yes, how did he forget?Demons cannot enter the church of Morn without divine protection.

In a broad sense, demons refer to all creatures in the dark world, including but not limited to vampires, succubi, undead, etc., which are all sinners identified by Moen and must accept the eternal fire.Of course he knew that vampires couldn't enter church, but he forgot one thing: he had been bitten by a vampire.Does this mean that he has been affected, so he can't go to church?

Shatz watched the priests leave, turned around and ran out the outermost gate.

In order to prevent the invasion of demons, almost every important religious place has been assigned a varying number of "messengers" - the Holy See's exclusive battle mage troops.Once they make a move, the enemy doesn't even know how to die.

If he stays here and is found to have a vampiric aura, it's over!

With the momentum of fleeing for his life, Shatz rushed to Sarov's side, stopped and gasped for breath.

"What's wrong with you?" Sarov asked in surprise.

He had been staring at Schatz just now, but due to the rear view, he didn't see what Schatz had experienced.The only thing that could be seen was that Shatz stood still in front of the door, suddenly became unstable, stumbled a few steps, walked a few more steps, and then came back.

"No...it's okay." Schatz regained his strength, not daring to tell Sarov the truth.

Demons are terrifying beings all over the world.

Anyone who got involved with the devil was either burned to death or arrested for research.

The former is the standard practice of Munro clergy, while the latter is more like the treatment that Guangming Island would have.

Suddenly, the trousers were pulled a few times, Schatz lowered his head, saw that the lizard had returned, bent down and picked up the lizard.The little guy lay down on his old position, squinting his eyes and leaning against his neck, looking relaxed and relaxed.

Maybe he should relax a little and stop thinking about it.There is no evidence for everything.

When Sarov proposed to have dinner, Shatz put aside his worries for a while and readily agreed.

When talking about the choice of food, Schatz turned his head and asked the lizard what he wanted to eat.

The lizard thought for a while, then stood up on its hind legs, reaching a height just enough to chat with Schatz.

Afterwards, Schatz turned around and gave Sarov the answer.

"We both decided on fusilli, with or without sauce. What about you?"

Sarov looked shocked, "Can you... communicate with animals?!"

"How could it be?" Schatz chuckled, "I'm just guessing."