The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

"The numbers probably won't be many."

September 9, Wednesday, morning.Siles came to the Historical Society early and first met with Carol Housman.And Carol gave an answer with such a wry smile.

He added: "Of course, in my name."

Carroll is an elder of the Historical Society.Judging from the information he told Siles before, the high level of the Historical Society is now in a deadlock with the enlightener below.

This contradiction actually already exists.After Siles joined the Historical Society, he had heard countless times that some general enlighteners complained about those high-ranking big men.

After Mr. Xia closed the salon, this contradiction intensified.Maybe it didn't explode outright now, but it did kindle a fire.

Therefore, Carol's current status is a bit embarrassing.He is the young elder, indeed a symbol of the future.However, the future doesn't seem to come yet, and Carol doesn't have much real power.

Carol saw this very clearly. When he first became an elder, of course he needed to slowly train his team.He didn't really care about that either.

Regarding Siles' previous question, Carroll believes that there are better options out there.

He stared at Siles, then said, "But, Professor, you are different."

Siles couldn't help but startled.

His obvious daze made Carol feel helpless."You can't underestimate your own influence...think about it, the 'reincarnation' ritual!" Carroll said.

Siles suddenly realized.

…Honestly speaking, he doesn't use the "Reincarnation" ritual very much himself—never, to be precise—so for him, its existence occasionally doesn't make... sense.

Of course he knew that the explorers of Never Ember relied on this ritual to explore.Even some time ago, he heard that the Church of the Past used this ceremony to remove the pollution that the investigators received from the stage paintings.

However, he never took credit for it, and sometimes even completely forgot that it was his own credit.

For ordinary revelators—or even explorers of the Everlands—certainly they'd be happy to help if Sirius needed it.

In fact, Siles should have been aware of this problem earlier when Colin Lane helped Kailan.This ceremony had a much larger impact than he had imagined.

And if you count those metal blades, those leaf-shaped bottles, and the business plan that is slowly unfolding at the merchant Ranmere, then for ordinary people, Siles Noel is also a topic that cannot be avoided.

This fame will bring him some unexpected kindness, and, help.

but……

Siles thought for a while and said calmly: "But I think it is not so suitable to use my name now. I am fighting against a group of lunatics hiding in the shadows, and I don't want them to notice my actions .”

Carol lowered her eyebrows slightly.

In fact, for this senior who once personally led Siles to the path of the Revelator, especially after he has become the elder of the Historical Society, he sometimes almost feels helpless for Siles's calm and composed performance .

——God, that's a ritual of "returning yourself"!Can the inventor of this ritual show an expression, even a little bit, that is worthy of the honor of this ritual!

But Carol can't do anything about it, because he knows Sirius' character very well.Of course, he also knew very well that Siles would never be willing to enjoy and immerse himself in that kind of fame and praise.

Perhaps it was this kind of rationality and calmness that made Siles accomplish so many things.

But Carol was still gazing at Siles with a subtle look at the moment.After a while, he suddenly said: "Do you know, Professor, there are actually many people in the Historical Society who are curious about what you are doing."

Siles was slightly taken aback.

"Since the 'Reincarnate' ceremony, it's as if you've disappeared completely," Carroll said, "Well, they certainly don't expect you to come up with a big invention every few months.

"...However, they are indeed curious. And there are some rumors spreading that you just invented the ritual by chance and luck."

Siles thought about it for a while, thinking that Grenfell seemed to have mentioned this issue to him...but he didn't care that much.He said objectively: "I'm really not busy with these things recently."

"Of course...Of course!" Carol seemed to be agitated suddenly, "You are doing a great thing! But many people have never known about it, and are even talking about it behind their backs!"

Siles greeted Carol's emotions almost by accident.He still looked at the man in front of him calmly.Becoming an elder was an unexpected turning point for Carol.

"...You're under too much pressure, Carol." Siles whispered.

Carol seemed to be discouraged all of a sudden: "And you...you still say that about me, professor. I thought you were the one who was under the most pressure—for everything you have worked hard for."

Siles couldn't help but smile.He said almost gently: "I know what you mean, but I do insist. There is no need to let everyone know the truth of everything, and there is no need to force your behavior to be understood.

"Compared to these, I hope that we can solve these problems as soon as possible... these imminent problems. We still have a month, which is not long or short, just enough for us to make a preparation."

Carol stared at Siles, and he suddenly sighed: "Sometimes I can't imagine."

"what?"

"Your brain."

Siles was a little confused.

"...Under such terrible and heavy pressure, you can still maintain your calmness." Carol said, "I just glimpsed a corner, and I didn't even help, and I was already tense like this. But you, on the contrary You're comforting me, even us."

He meant, shouldn't Sirius feel more pressure?Why can he be so calm and calm, as if victory is already within reach, and they only need to reach out a little to reach it?

Carol seemed to think about it seriously, and then said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Could it be that you still hold the key clue that we don't know about, enough to reverse everything?"

I don't know why, but these words made Siles laugh.

He suddenly smiled, revealing a very genuine smile.Then, the smile was fleeting again."Yes, I do have it," he said.

Carol stared at him in surprise.

And Siles didn't look at Carol at this moment, he looked out the window.Carol's office had beautiful windows, which Carol used to keep open, because the cool autumn breeze was always very comforting.

Clean and crisp air poured into the room and was swept away by the wind.The city is wrapped and embraced by this soft wind.The sun is always the brightest in the morning, with the laziness of rising, but it kisses the cheek of every resident in the city intimately.

The city is crowded with mediocrity.Many times, they think that they are just doing useless work, that their lives, their lives, have no effect on this city, this country, or this world.

That's all they think -- big and small, great and ordinary.Most people stick themselves to the latter word.

...But Siles doesn't think so.

"I hold a secret." He said in a low voice. "This secret is actually there, coexisting with this world, this country, and this city. It has always been like this in the past tens of thousands of years."

Carol looked at him puzzled.

"...but people and gods are not aware of it." Siles said.

"And you're the only one who realizes," Carol said firmly.

"In fact, many people have already realized it, but their thoughts are shrouded in many hazy things." Siles said, he was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind at this time, "But I think, also It won't be too far away."

Carol looked even more confused, and after thinking about it, he said in his usual cheerful tone, "Then, I should congratulate you."

Siles smiled and said, "However, I prefer the secret to be in everyone's hands."

"Then it's no secret."

"But that's a strength."

Siles' tone was still calm, but Carol was stunned.

After a while, he almost subconsciously said: "You..."

Siles shook his head, he didn't let Carol say that.

He wasn't sure why he revealed his thoughts about the future a little bit at this time... Perhaps it was because the man in front of him, like Grenfell, was the one who led him to the path of the Apocalypse.

They are also teachers and friends, and they can always talk about some complicated and profound topics occasionally.

"In any case, we have to solve the immediate problem first." Siles said.

Carol stared at him with a kind of faint, trance-like surprise.He may not have understood what Siles meant before, or it may be because he did understand that he felt such astonishment.

But in the end, he barely restrained his emotions.He knew it wouldn't be - at least not yet - the right time.He let out a sigh in his heart, realizing that their respected Professor Sirius Noel seemed to be about to do something big.

...maybe it's just a small thing.For Siles.However, perhaps in his eyes, things that are done casually, to others, it is a thunderbolt from the blue sky and a turbulent sea.

But obviously, Siles has already made a decision.He'd probably spent many sleepless nights thinking about it...but in the end, he'd made a decision.

Rather, it is a tendency.His consistent stance.

... from beginning to end.

Carol was silent for a moment, then allowed herself to catch up with Sirius.

"I still think it's best, on your behalf," he said. He paused a moment, realizing that Sirius wanted to hear his thoughts, and then continued, "I understand your concerns." , but please believe in one thing.

"That is, those followers of the old gods, it is impossible for them to know the internal situation of the Historical Society—or the Church of the Past, if you need it. Even if there may be traitors within the Historical Society, we will not be so aboveboard .

"You can have a little faith in the... innocence of these revelators. Especially after 'reincarnation' rituals became popular. They all worked hard to cleanse themselves of the contamination.

"In your name, it is easier than anyone else to mobilize the enthusiasm of those enlighteners, and they will be happy to help you, not mine, or others.

"Do you know how many new revelators have been added in the past period of time?"

Siles shook his head.

"A very large number, at least four digits, I'd say," Carroll said, "and that's because of your ceremony."

Siles was a little surprised, he said, "Is this too?"

Carol was silent for a moment, he finally couldn't bear the speechless emotion in his heart, he rolled his eyes, and said: "You should be aware that the Historical Society and the Church of the Past cannot accept so many Revelators, because we are powerless.

"...Because of us, we cannot ensure their safety."

Siles was slightly taken aback.

"For example, a young man in his early 20s is about to go to college, and his or her parents have prepared a good job for the child's future, and are planning for the child to marry and have children after graduation...such Young people, ordinary, vulnerable, and safe.

"How can we casually pull them into the ranks of the Revelators? This place is full of pollution, full of dirty and bloody struggles. And they originally lived under the sun and could live a peaceful life.

"...every Revelator, when we hand out business cards or invites to them, we have considered their future, their past, and their current situation.

"Just look at your companions.

"Miss Angela Clayton, peer; Mrs. Fuller, peer; Brewer Darrow, sort of peer. Darrell Hobbs, whose brother is a knight of the Church of yesteryear, if not of the Historical Society Guided, he will also be a revelator on the side of the Church of the past.

"As for Eric Colens, his current situation is not satisfactory, and he wants to change his life, so we gave him the business card after asking him what he thinks.

"Finally, there is you. Your business card is from Grenfell. I have no way of knowing what he thinks, but according to my observations—Professor, you cannot avoid these questions, and your curiosity will lead you into to this field.

"...Besides, those dangers have appeared around you. I still remember that you mentioned that... statue? Or something, you asked the investigators of the Church of the Past to deal with it.

"In fact, many of the people we met chose to become revelators only after encountering related dangers. There are a group of people in the second corridor who will be responsible for this kind of work, go and see the people they investigate In the case, whether there is a person with the qualifications of the enlightener.

"...That's what we did before. We dare not involve more people, even though we know that in this city, there are many more people with the aptitude of enlightenment than we thought.

"The Church of the Past and the Historical Society both did this. Of course, there are also some small Revelation Organizations. Their methods may be more radical and dangerous, but generally speaking, they will not draw people in randomly—unless they are old Organization of followers of God.

"But now the situation has changed. We are trying to receive and cultivate more enlighteners. It is because of your 'self-reappearance' ceremony that we dare to let more people join in now.

"Because their safety is guaranteed.

"...There are even some people who rejected our invitation before, after hearing about your ceremony, they are willing to come over to find out what the power of the revealer is all about.

"In the final analysis, professor, your ceremony has unknowingly produced much more influence than anyone imagined, perhaps including your own imagination.

"I am very clear that you invented this ritual at the beginning, just to allow those enlightened beings who have been polluted to get rid of those pollutions. However, after the appearance of this ceremony, the power of the enlightened ones—the formation of this power, has already occurred Change.

"No enlightener will ignore your ritual, they must learn this ritual, they have to. This kind of 'essential' also means their recognition of you.

"You can go to the Historical Society and yell right now, saying that you need a little help from someone. I can guarantee that dozens of enlighteners will come out on the spot and ask you with excitement what kind of help you need."

Carroll described his thoughts at length, and in fact there was subtle disapproval in his tone.But this dissatisfaction is probably a slight reproach to Sirius for being too indifferent to the effects of this ritual-he is too indifferent to his own invention.

Siles listened carefully and did not refute anything.

He has to admit that when he gradually understands the stories of the old gods and the outer gods, he will of course neglect the power of the revealer, especially after he gradually grasps the power of time, fate, and dreams.

...He meant that he had mastered the power of these gods, and the power of the gods alone was enough, complex enough, and enough for him to study, and the power of the revealer seemed far away.

Moreover, the power source of the enlightener—the power of time, is also in his hands.

He had to admit that the situation made him less... research-minded.

Perhaps there is another small problem, that is, Siles suddenly realized that when he brought some thoughts and ideas from the earth to Fisher's world, and used it to explore those inventions, the collision of inspiration would bring Come to some unexpected effects.

Take the "reincarnation" ritual, who would have thought it could make such a difference?Siles himself didn't expect that time seemed to lead fate there by itself.

Therefore, now Siles is not too afraid to conduct research on some subjects—[The Invisible Pen] is another example.

...Of course the main reason is that his attention is not here anymore.Their focus is on dealing with "shadows" and shadow believers.

So, when Carol's voice fell, Siles said humbly: "So, Carol, what do you think should be done?"

"Look for an excuse, but it is still in your name to mobilize this group of enlighteners." Carol said without hesitation, "If you want me to say, it's still early, maybe you can come back later By doing so, we don't have to worry about our enemies noticing it."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully.

He suddenly realized that Carol was right.

More and more clues point to the next month's God's Birthday, and there is still a month to go before that day.If these revelators were mobilized too soon, then perhaps the Shadow Cultists would notice right away and change their plans.

But if you wait...for example, a week before the god's birthday, then those busy shadow believers may not have time to perfect their plans.

"...but I think a mesh structure is better," Carroll said casually.

Siles was taken aback for a moment, then he murmured in a low voice: "Spider web?"

"Maybe. I mean, you're at the center, and then you connect with, say, us, our core helpers. And then we're going to pass your ideas on to the others... in our own ways and An excuse, to deceive others.

"Then these people pass it on one by one. By passing it on layer by layer, a team may be built... To be honest, you don't expect you to be able to do everything alone, do you?

"...I've been thinking about the future of the Historical Society these days. I think about our productivity—and I honestly think the [Invisible Pen] is a great invention on par with the 'Reincarnation' ritual."

Carol's tone suddenly became a little lighter, and he teased Siles.

Siles laughed too, and he whispered, "I see."

He shouldn't expect to mobilize everyone at once.In fact, this doesn't seem to be his style of doing things.

He was always... imperceptibly, invisible, conducting his own investigations—investigations, yes.That kind of frank charge and frontal combat is not his style.Maybe Gyndo would get used to this sort of thing.

Siles always maintained a calm and sober attitude from the sidelines habitually.It was hard for him to describe whether it was because he was a visitor to this world, or because of his nature as a Keeper of Secrets.

Sometimes he said that he was going to "solve the problem", but in the end he turned himself back to the path of "investigating the truth".He'd have to say it was an incurable character flaw of his.

But it's too late to change now, isn't it?

...Their greatest advantage is information.Siles thought.

His gaze dropped almost subconsciously, looking at the stack of eight-petal rose papers on the table.Recently, he always carried this stack of papers with him, it was inevitable.

And Carol's eyes also followed the trend.He joked, "Will there be any new news?"

"Maybe not." Despite saying this, Siles picked it up casually and looked through it, "Indeed not."

He thought for a moment, then said, "I see, Carol, thanks for the suggestion. So, would you be happy to be the first 'node' of this?"

"The 'node' of this network?" Carol was surprised for a moment, and then laughed, "Of course, I am very happy."

"Communicate with more enlighteners, invite them to join us, and then let them invite more people..." Siles suddenly laughed, "We seem to be building an organization, not an action. "

"So, do you think?" Carol asked sharply. "You've got enough fame, and, authority."

Siles thought for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "No, I don't mean that."

"You really would say that." Carol couldn't help laughing.Rather, what he originally wanted to say should be, "This is you."

Siles smiled too.

He stared out the window for a moment, then said, "Maybe next year I'll take a trip."

Carol was a little surprised: "Never Ember?"

"...Maybe it's somewhere else, more distant," said Siles.

"You will not limit your footsteps to the city of Ramifa." Carol said with certainty.

Siles nodded, then shook his head again: "But this will always be my city...my homeland, my hometown." There was more in his tone, which Carol couldn't understand, a little sad Thoughts, "I'd love to guard this place."

"You're already doing it," Carol reassured him.

...Well, to be honest, Carol doesn't quite understand what Sirius is talking about, but—anyway, it has always been like this, the mysterious Professor Sirius Noel, and his mysterious actions.

The only thing Carol was sure of was that Siles was doing something that had something to do with the world, with this city, with them humans.

They need to pay their trust, as usual, always trust this calm and calm Professor Sirius Noel.They were - perhaps one could say, waiting for the dawn.

Perhaps it was also because of this that when Siles bid farewell to Carol and was going to chat with Grenfell, Carol suddenly couldn't help but said: "But, you really don't plan to let more people Do you know about this?"

"What?" Siles was indeed a little confused.

"Let more people know... what you are doing, the enemy you are fighting..." Carol paused, "Your dedication and hard work."

Suddenly, Siles understood what Carol meant.

But after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "No, I don't plan to... In fact, many people already know about it, don't they?"

But those don't deserve what you're doing.This is what Carol's eyes revealed.

... Siles didn't know what happened to the young elder of the Historical Society.Probably because of the recent frequent changes in the Historical Society and the never-ending investigation by Siles, which made Carol feel too nervous?

Siles hesitated for a moment, then said: "Perhaps the metaphor I chose is rather poor, but... suppose it's all just a novel."

Carol was really taken aback, but it can't be said how bad this metaphor is, at least Carol did have some interest in it.

"...The actions of the characters in the book will ultimately be judged by the readers." Siles smiled slightly, "And I—I'm embarrassed to do this."

Carol looked at Sirius in a little surprise, and then he laughed loudly: "God, Sirius, you can't be honest with others when you don't die of shame when someone says something nice about you. Praise!"

Siles shrugged his shoulders with a rare disregard for demeanor, and then he waved Carol goodbye. He said, "Don't worry, Carol, we will usher in the dawn of victory."

After Siles left, the smile on Carol's face slowly disappeared.He sighed slowly.

...Actually, he's heard some rumors recently... Maybe Siles doesn't even know about them.He wasn't sure if he should tell Sirius about it.

"The Age of Dawn?" His expression gradually became complicated, "...a turbulent era, but... yes, the Age of Dawn."

He murmured softly.

Whether it's the road to the Dawn Era, or the future after the Dawn Era, things can't always be smooth sailing.They've been lucky enough to welcome a benevolent -- new -- god.

...Although there are not many people who know about this matter, there may be only a few, but some people already know that the name of the new era has been decided by the church in the past, and the name of this new era——comes from that Professor Sirius Noel.

Incredible, isn't it?

The name of an era will always be named after a god.In fact, after Anti-Nam, many people have already embraced that they may sink into the era of the name "Mist Age" forever.

But... Dawn Ji.It sounds really good.

And is that by—man or god? ——Anyway, it was named after that Professor Sirius Noel.

. . . The Church of old has in fact recognized this, at least as equal to God.As for what Siles had done, Carroll said, he thought no one could have done better than their venerable professor.

He doesn't even look like a god!And that's probably the best thing to say about him.

Thinking of this, Carol inevitably showed a helpless but sincere smile.

He felt a strange... complex and full of emotions.He knew that his emotional expression just now seemed a little exaggerated and agitated—it was also the first time he realized that he still had a stubborn and wishful thinking about "gods".

Maybe that's true of people in Fisher's world.

Or maybe...

"Will next year be the Year of the Dawn?" Carol murmured, "Or, this year?"

He leaned back in the chair, leaned his head back, and stared at the ceiling.The gentle breeze outside the window brushed his cheeks, he thought for a moment, and then said loudly in this empty office: "Hurry up! I can't wait!"

Then he was startled by his own loud voice, covered his mouth almost subconsciously, and laughed unavoidably.

… Siles certainly didn't know about Carol's excitement in the office, so he went to Grenfell's office on his own—but what greeted him was another subtle look.

Siles began to wonder if there was something wrong with the way he got up this morning.Why are Carol and Grenfell a little weird?

"Well, good morning, sir?" said Siles, and sat down.

"Good morning." Grenfell said quietly, "My student, I can't believe how calm and composed you are."

Siles: "..."

There is a subtle similarity between this tone and that of Carol just now... Could it be that Grenfell has been polluted by Carol, or is it the other way around?

...It seems that Grenfell really made fun of his overly calm expression a long time ago...

"...What kind of expression do you have, my student!" Grenfell said dissatisfiedly, "We are going to make a fortune! Haven't you realized it yet!"

Siles was really taken aback, and he subconsciously asked, "Because of what?"

Grenfell looked almost rolling his eyes.Finally he choked back and said, "Do you know how many merchants come and place orders for those little metal blades and leaf-shaped bottles?"

Siles suddenly realized.

The October Fair is just around the corner, and Trader Ranmeer's plans are about to unfold, so, of course, their factory orders are going to burst.

This matter was actually negotiated by the noble lady, and the main business transactions and contract signing were also handed over to the famous businesswoman—in fact, Lan Mir even wrote a letter because of this matter, with a rather serious tone. Complaining about Resentful Land and Siles.

...Probably because he also wanted to obtain the agency rights of these two gadgets.

In short, when this winter is coming, these two things in the October market will definitely sell well.Now the factory is already frantically rushing to work, just to make a good fortune next month.

Siles understood, but he couldn't get too excited—since he didn't have any immediate financial needs right now—and said, "It's a good thing."

"...Of course it is!" Grenfell said angrily, "But first, you have to do one thing first."

"what?"

"Don't use any metal blades, leaf-shaped bottles, or the original [flowing wind] to call this ceremony. We need to give this ceremony an official name that can be written in a commercial contract and placed in a product brochure The kind," Grenfell said.

This is indeed a problem.Siles thought.

But after he thought for a moment, he suddenly showed a soft smile.With a kind of cunning—little, from the earthlings—he said, “It’s called [Smart Fan], how about it? [Smart Fan] in summer, and [Smart Fan] in winter.”

There's no reason why he can't use the words of his hometown on earth to leave a small commemoration of these two products, right?

Grenfell rubbed his chin, savored the word, and said, "I don't quite understand your novelist's thinking... But it's nothing, the name is good, and it gives people a feeling of 'this thing is quite technical. 'a feeling of."

Siles couldn't help laughing.He had to admit that his usual good expression management was a bit out of order now, at least the strange gaze that Grenfell looked over proved this.

Grenfell shook his head, probably not understanding what young people are thinking, so he turned to say, "Then, the second thing."

Siles adjusted his expression and became a little serious.

"...your wedding rings," Grenfell said.

Siles nodded.

He had told Qindo before that he hoped to use the two rings that had been with them all the time to perform some rituals.

Letting the wedding ring be the time track is very revealingly romantic, isn't it?

But in the process of real practice, they encountered a little trouble.Siles was a little surprised to find that his original idea of ​​"feeling the heartbeat" seemed a bit difficult to reproduce.

...However, things like "feeling the temperature of the skin" seem to be very simple.

Of course, the premise is that if they wear each other's rings.

...Perhaps this is actually a very natural thing.

If the ring is always firmly attached to their skin, then when they take it off and exchange it with each other... If their movements are fast enough, then of course they can feel the temperature of each other's skin.

It's just that this feeling will soon be covered by the temperature of his skin.

And if rituals are used, using the power of the revealer, to fix it into a special practice and ceremony—for example, before going out, they specially reproduce the practice of "putting a ring on the other party"—then they can feel it at any time. The temperature of the other party's skin.

It was almost like a... tender, soft, intimate touch and kiss.

This approach actually satisfied Cindo, but Siles thought they might be able to add some other functions.

At least Siles hoped that they could confirm each other's safety in time and at any time through the wedding ring.

And this idea had to turn to Grenfell.Maybe his "omnipotent" teacher can provide some theoretical guidance and advice?

"...First of all, I'm a potionist." Grenfell said angrily, "I'm not omnipotent. So you want me to be on your wedding ring