Chapter 23 Chapter 23 You think the God of Light is good.
Su Cheng almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.
How could a clergyman dare to ask such a blasphemous question? And he didn't look like someone who would go so far as to overstep the bounds.
The good impression she had of him that had just fallen suddenly rose again, and she suddenly felt that he had become interesting again.
but--
Su Cheng suddenly took a few steps back, "You're not that person, are you? No way? Please, brother, don't try to persuade me anymore!"
Ian tilted his head, "What?"
He looked puzzled.
Su Cheng was so nervous that he was about to break out in a cold sweat. His heart was beating wildly for a moment, and he didn't hear the smile in the other person's voice at all.
She narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the blond man in front of her, making sure that he had no intention of stripping off his clothes or hers.
If this really is the God of Lust, that would be too terrifying. It means that the guy seems to have mastered her sexual fetishes.
etc.
Is this her sexual proclivities?
Ian suddenly laughed.
He has always been quite polite, his posture and speech are very elegant, but he always looks calm and steady, with no obvious changes in expression on his face.
However, at this moment——
Just like the early spring sunlight shattering the frozen surface of the lake, a smile spread from the corners of her eyes, her light golden eyelashes trembled slightly, and her whole face suddenly became lively.
The young man's cold white skin seemed to be stained with a very light crimson color, like the rosy shadows spreading across the snow.
When those sharp eyebrows were curved, they even revealed a bit of youthful cunning.
His smile was so stunning that Su Cheng forgot what he wanted to say.
"This is really interesting," Ian said to himself, "I haven't seen anyone like you in a long time."
Su Cheng was no longer sure if this was a mockery. "Me? What kind? Extremely stupid? Extremely rude? Extremely self-righteous?"
"That's not the case. I've met many people like this before," Ian said casually. "Relax, sir. Whatever you think I am, it's not true."
Su Cheng blinked. "Yeah, maybe. Otherwise, you might have pushed me down on that table, or forced me to push you down there in some way."
Before the other party could speak, she quickly continued, "I was just joking. Don't mind it. Let's talk about something serious. Can you make a training plan for me... and maybe ask about my situation?"
Ian silently looked at the table next to him, "Press him down there? And then?"
"...and wipe off the juice on it," Su Cheng stretched out his hand to try to block his gaze, "Actually, I suddenly remembered that I had already wiped it off, so it's okay!"
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Well, regarding your training, there's no need to be so formulaic."
"ah?"
Ian looked at her quietly for a moment, "Zhan En said that you performed very well in the Secret Academy entrance exam, which means that you have a good talent in the field of elemental magic."
Su Cheng hesitated to speak.
His gaze was extremely penetrating. Even after just a few seconds of staring at each other, she had a strange feeling as if she was seen through from the inside out.
However, the other party's words diverted her attention again.
The Vatican was indeed well-informed and even knew her exam performance.
Were there people from their team at Cross Star Academy? Or perhaps it was the Magic Guild—after all, the venue was provided by the Guild, so they probably had some way of knowing what was going on in the small rooms of the various academies.
Otherwise, if something goes wrong, the guild may have to bear the responsibility.
Several thoughts raced through Su Cheng's mind. "Thank you for the compliment, so what?"
"Do you have the sense of wind?"
“…I don’t know, but I can learn?”
It was a second-level magic, based on the first-level magic of summoning wind.
After summoning the wind, use the wind to sense various information within a specific range - the mage can use this method to hear sounds from farther away and sense the number of moving objects.
If the wizard is more powerful, he can find out more.
My predecessor didn't know this magic, and I had tried it before but never succeeded.
But now that her resonance level has increased, the difficulty of learning new magic will be greatly reduced.
"When you use magic to perceive, you'll feel uncomfortable at first because you're not proficient. You can't precisely control and filter all kinds of information. Humans have a very limited mental capacity, and excessive input in a short period of time can cause discomfort at best, or even injury at worst."
Ian said calmly, "But after experiencing this kind of 'discomfort' more often, the upper limit of your mental strength will increase, but you need to control the degree."
Su Cheng understood. "What if I quickly master it and can filter out unwanted information and get rid of the 'discomfort'?"
"Then your mental strength will also increase. This is the reason why we chose this magic."
The blond youth extended his hand. "I can also resonate with the wind element. If you want to try, you can start now."
"Here?" Su Cheng was surprised. "How about we go to the garden? What if something gets broken?"
"No."
Ian said this.
For a moment, those pale golden eyes revealed a kind of certainty and confidence that was almost arrogant, as if everything was under his control.
He spoke softly, "If you can break anything... well, whatever it is, it's mine."
"You swear to me?" Su Cheng said in a joking tone, "You will be punished if you refuse to pay later--"
She didn't want to use this to cheat people, but this was the territory of the Holy See, and who knew if there might be priceless ancient books and decorations.
Ian lowered his eyes and looked at her. "If you want to hear it, I swear to you."
Su Cheng tilted his head.
This should also meet the conditions for the activation of theocracy.
However, strangely, the mark of the God-favored One did not get hot, it was calm and unresponsive.
...Does the God of Contract look down on this sacrifice?
Or do you think the content of this oath is too ridiculous?
Or was it because this was Vatican territory? And the clergy were all believers in the God of Light? He couldn't or didn't want to reap these people?
never mind.
She is still in the stage of exploring the power of the God-favored, and she also understands that there are still many unsolved mysteries in this field, but she can figure them out slowly anyway.
Su Cheng shrugged, "Okay."
After saying that, he held the other person's hand.
The man's slender fingers immediately covered it.
The skin between his fingers was smooth and delicate, without calluses or scars, like a piece of jade that had been heated by smoke. His palms easily encircled her entire hand.
"Wait," Su Cheng was a little confused, "I've never cast magic with others before, how do I do this?"
Ian said nothing.
He lightly traced her pulsating radial artery with his fingertips, brushing over the pale blue veins.
The girl's wrist bones turned restlessly, and the Libra mark on the palm of her hand was looming, then covered by his palm.
He touched the skin intentionally or unintentionally, as if trying to erase the traces left by another god.
“Feel it.”
Between the two people's clasped palms, a surge of abundant magical power surged.
It was a magical power with an unfamiliar scent, implying a certain rhythm and a specific sense of beat.
Su Cheng felt it for a while, then mobilized his own magic power and joined the ensemble.
"Call upon the wind spirit in my name—"
As the young woman whispered, a low whistling air blew up around the two of them.
Amid the laughter of the wind elves, a cyan phantom condensed into a long river, dancing and circling between them, then spiraling upwards like a flying dragon soaring into the clouds.
"Please listen to my voice and bring me the echo of the future—"
The cyan phantom suddenly dissipated, transforming into a myriad of wisps of wind that could not be captured by the naked eye.
They shuttled and jumped between the bookcases, passed over the turning papers, brushed against the hair and fingers of the clergy, and collided with the wall lamps.
Then feed all the information back to her.
——It was a very, very subtle feeling.
Her senses thus extended outward.
Some invisible link connected the two parties, allowing her to hear many movements that ordinary people could not catch.
The friction of parchment fibers, the hiss of ink seeping into paper, the hum of runes on the ancient pages like vibrating strings.
Sparks crackled in the fireplace, and embers made a rustling sound as they fell to the ground.
And when those people turned the pages, there was the crisp sound of their knuckles bending, the vibration of their lumbar vertebrae stretching, and the echo of their breathing and the rush of blood—
These subtle movements merged into a roar and rushed into her mind.
And it’s not over yet.
The wind was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it left the library, passed through the sparsely populated corridor, and rushed into the courtyard, carrying flowers, leaves and grass debris.
She heard the dewdrops rolling on the tips of the leaves, the vibration of the petals in the breeze, the birds preening their feathers on the treetops, and the crickets jumping and chirping in the grass.
Those sounds are full of layers and become clearer with the output of magic power.
The corresponding outline can gradually be outlined in my mind.
The earthworms wriggling in the soil, the fungi growing in the shadows, the gardener working under the wall of the neighboring courtyard—
Their conversations, breathing, and even heartbeats continuously flooded into her perceptual world.
Su Cheng felt her head getting heavy, and the chaotic noises became more and more frequent, and she gradually became unable to distinguish the source of each sound.
No.
It can't end like this.
She gritted her teeth and forced herself to analyze and identify the sounds.
Across a courtyard, several young clergymen were sitting together talking. An apprentice paladin took the initiative to stand up and pour tea and snacks for his seniors.
They were talking about things in the city. Some said that they heard that a person favored by God had come today, and it seemed that he was a lucky person favored by the Temple of Purity.
As they moved, the clothes on their bodies made friction sounds, the softness of cotton, the delicacy of silk, and the clear collision of metal ornaments.
There are more -
The gurgling sound of flowing and rolling water is the hidden river in the skin and flesh.
Or the crisp, short clicking and buzzing sounds are the movement of joints, the friction of cartilage, synovium and ligaments, the opening and closing of the Eustachian tube, and the relaxation and contraction of muscle fibers.
Su Cheng felt a splitting headache.
The back of my head felt like it had been split open by an axe, and all the blood vessels were throbbing.
Her eyes went dark and she suddenly lost all strength. She collapsed as if all her bones had been pulled out.
Ian put his hands around her waist.
The girl's steps became weak, and she fell headfirst into his arms, her forehead resting on his chest.
The dark, heavy braids swept across his arms, and a few strands of hair were tangled between his buttons.
"Thank you... I'm sorry... Reverend..."
She obviously knew what was happening, and she was still mumbling with her eyes closed.
"It doesn't matter."
The blond young man said casually, raising his hand to untie the black hair tangled in the buttons. He twisted the soft strands of hair and gently put them down.
"You are indeed very talented."
The two people's clasped hands also separated.
He put one arm around the girl's slender waist and raised his other hand to rub her forehead, gently pressing her temples.
Su Cheng once again felt a warm current flowing into his head along with the force of the other party's pressure, instantly dispelling the pain and drowsiness.
She opened her eyes suddenly.
"This is a revival technique," the blond youth looked down at her, "how does it feel?"
Su Cheng blinked, "Resurrected with full health!"
"Well," he said, still looking calm and composed, "Its effect will last for a while, long enough for your mental strength to return to normal. You won't feel too bad during this period."
Su Cheng understood.
He did not really recover his mental strength, but only reduced the pain and fatigue caused by the loss.
She almost blurted out how to learn this spell.
On second thought, this is obviously a sacred art that can only be learned by believers of the God of Light.
Su Cheng hurriedly thanked him, "So after I recover, my mental endurance limit will be higher than before..."
"Indeed," he nodded, "but if it's just once, it won't be too obvious."
Su Cheng nodded vigorously, "I understand, I'll practice a few more times. If I do it myself, I have to control myself and not go too far. Stop early, right? After all, no one is helping me relieve the pain?"
Ian glanced at her with a half-smile, "Perhaps you could join the Holy See. This isn't a difficult sacred art. As long as you become a believer in the God of Light, I believe you'll be able to master it quickly."
Su Cheng: "I——"
"You don't need to give me any reason."
He interrupted her and said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "I already know that you think the God of Light is great, but you prefer learning magic."
"Ah?" Su Cheng thought it might be the Archbishop who said that. "...That's a really concise summary."
She was in a state where her thinking ability was weakened, so she didn't realize that the other party didn't use any honorifics when referring to His Majesty the Supreme God.
And Su Cheng was also thinking about another thing.
She released a brand new magic, the level of which far exceeded the standards in the book, and was even good enough to be taken to the guild for an exam.
This situation is extremely rare!
Being a special resonance person and having some understanding in this area are reasons, but they are by no means all.
Ian guided her magic to some extent, as if he had built a path for her in the maze, and she only needed to pour her magic into it.
At least it can avoid the consequences of taking the wrong path and not being able to cast magic, or causing the effect to be substandard.
Considering that she is not familiar with this spell, the above situation can easily occur.
all in all--
This Reverend must be an excellent magic teacher.
Not to mention his own rank, it might not be very high, after all, it is just a second-level magic.
But what is rare is that he is very good at guiding.
You know, many powerful magicians are not good at teaching others.
The Holy See is indeed full of talented people.
"Most people can't further mobilize their mental strength in a depleted state. The fact that you can do this is enough to show that you have talent in this area."
Ian said, "I only helped you complete the magic, and you are in control of everything else."
Su Cheng felt encouraged. "Anyway, thank you. How about I treat you to a meal?"
After saying that, she wanted to slap herself on the head.
...They were discussing tonight's dinner not long ago.
"I mean," Su Cheng hurriedly tried to make amends, "tomorrow? It's just the enrollment season now, so it's hard to get a table outside. But my uncle happens to know a few people who can book a table at all the high-end pubs in Jinbo City!"
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