Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Inscription.
Su Cheng: “?”
She looked at her scarred right hand in shock.
Countless tiny cracks, bruised, purple, and slightly loose nails, and the fluid oozing from broken blisters were washed away again—
None of this matters.
The important thing is that the power she exerted at that moment was definitely not something she could have done originally.
This is obviously the effect of fighting spirit.
Although her arms were still sore and her fingers felt like they were about to break, she could still feel the burning power within them.
The dragon eagle held its head high and flew through the rainstorm, letting out short, joyful screams one after another. After a few calls, it began to flap its wings vigorously and jump up and down.
Su Cheng realized that he was hungry.
Now she held the saddle with one hand, which almost stabilized her entire body, and reached into the bag with the other hand to take out the raw bones and meat.
Raindrops hit her face with a crackling sound. She could hardly open her eyes. She forced herself to pull out a huge fleshy leg bone, took a deep breath, and threw it forward.
——If she didn't have the fighting spirit, there was no way she could have thrown this thing so far with one hand in this posture.
However, at this moment, the bone drew an arc in the air, and the dragon eagle suddenly turned its head and grabbed the piece of meat with its sharp beak.
Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
The intelligence of this kind of monster is not too low, but we can't expect them to be like humans or dragons.
There is little understanding of this concept in their world.
Although if it were the dragon clan, they would probably not do this, after all, they are usually only willing to cooperate with the strong.
As the night was about to fade, the outline of the town gradually became clear in the dawn.
The surrounding rolling hills are relatively low, resembling an enclosure of animals, outlining a jagged arc on the horizon.
The houses and hills below were shrouded in a gray shadow. Herds of animals were chewing grass in the paddock. Hundreds of big-horned rock cattle were shaking their fluffy tails. Two-headed fire lizards were digging in the soil beside the puddles. The owner of the paddock stood in front of the fence. A couple was drawing water from the well. When they heard the roar of the dragon eagle in the distance, they immediately looked up and then showed joy.
Several carts loaded with hay rumbled across the road, their wheels rolling over the puddles, splashing tiny drops of silver light.
The dragon eagles landed one after another. The couple had already run over and warmly invited the mercenaries to go to their own enclosure.
Su Cheng was in so much pain all over his body that he had no time to listen to them talking about how delicious the cow and lizard meat was and how they were loved by the dragon eagles.
"Is there a Vatican temple in this town?" she asked in a hoarse voice, "I want to find a priest to treat me. I can afford any price—"
The wife nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, sir, there is also the bishop in the temple..."
Su Cheng was a little surprised. After all, generally speaking, only serious cities would have bishops sitting in the temple.
But if the town is important enough, or faces some serious threat, it would be reasonable for the Vatican to send a bishop there.
She took out a few gold coins and said, "My dragon eagle ate here—"
As for whether her teammates choose this paddock, that is their business. Anyway, she can't hold on any longer.
Su Cheng: "Do you have a horse at home? Can you lend it to me?"
The couple immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly. The wife ran home and rode over, while the husband talked excitedly about how fresh the cattle in the paddock were.
"You still have the strength to ride?"
Sasha jumped off the dragon eagle's back and looked at her with interest. "Are you sure you're not going to fall asleep right after this?"
"I've made it this far," Su Cheng looked at him weakly, "I can probably hold on for a while longer."
The silver-haired young man jumped up with a smile and sat down next to her lightly. "Can you gather energy already?"
As he spoke, he reached out and pinched her wrists and ankles. His cold fingers slid up along the half-wet fabric, pressed her knees, and then touched her inner thighs.
Su Cheng took a deep breath.
You don't need to look to know that those places must have been worn out. The rain and blood on the pants mixed together, which must be extremely uncomfortable.
The vampire raised his hand, "Will I carry you to the temple?"
Su Cheng rolled his eyes at him, endured the pain and said unhappily: "I don't want you!"
Sasha narrowed her red eyes, "Who do you want to hold then?"
"Are you deaf? I'll ride over there myself!"
Su Cheng finally untied the reins and slid down, rolling and crawling. Anyway, with the protection of fighting spirit, she was not afraid of breaking bones.
At most, there will be some scrapes and bruises.
But the expected pain did not come.
A pair of strong arms like iron hoops caught her, avoiding the sensitive parts that were bruised.
Her back hit a solid chest, and the coolness seeped through the fabric of her clothes. She fell onto the man's bent forearm, her knees firmly held by his other hand.
“…Be careful.”
His voice came down from above his head, low as thunder.
Su Cheng raised her face slightly. In this position, her head just reached his shoulders, and her whole body was held in his arms.
She looked up at those bright golden eyes with mixed emotions, "I'm both grateful to you and want to hit you."
Kai lowered his head and looked at her. Upon hearing this, he pulled her closer and hugged her. "I'm sorry. Then you can fight."
Su Cheng: “?”
Su Cheng: "...I was joking. You warned me, and I felt the progress. It was indeed a breakthrough in an instant, right when I was almost dead."
"I know it's hard for you," he said after a moment's silence, "but you won't die."
Su Cheng sighed, "I do know the wind magic that can prevent me from falling to my death, but it can't be perfectly cast in any state. If I-"
"That's not it," Kai said helplessly, "If you really fall, I will catch you."
Su Cheng looked at him uncertainly.
Not to mention other times, during the storm, the four dragon eagles were so far apart from each other that she couldn't see the other three at all.
"...But I've always believed you could do it, because you showed great talent and understanding from the beginning."
Kai whispered.
The morning breeze lifted a corner of his cloak, completely wrapping the girl in his arms in his shadow.
"I'm sorry if this caused you too much pain."
He put his arm around her, letting her lean on his shoulder, and raised his other hand to cover the little girl's sweaty forehead, as if to block the cool wind for her.
Camus also jumped off the back of the monster and walked past them without looking at them, as if he didn't know them at all.
They were too lazy to shop around and simply decided to feed their mounts in the nearest paddock.
The dragon eagles shook off their temporary riders and flew happily over to eat.
There was chaos in the paddock, and the cattle ran everywhere.
After receiving a pile of gold coins, the man grinned from ear to ear, and the woman of the house quickly rode over on horseback.
She specially selected the best horse in the stable. Its coat was snow-white and shiny, its mane was like gleaming silver frost, its limbs were long and strong, and its posture was very majestic.
The horse held its head high and let out a clear neigh.
Su Cheng took a look at it.
Then the thought of the God of Purity came to me at an inopportune moment.
"Anyway, I'll pay more attention next time."
Kai held her waist and put her on the horse. Perhaps because of the injury on her leg, he changed to a side sitting position.
Su Cheng pulled up the reins and looked down at the captain. "Thank you anyway, but how on earth did you come up with such an abstract training method——"
She pursed her lips as she spoke, "...Forget it, I'll go get treatment first. This is too uncomfortable."
Although the horse's back is very high, it is not as high as that of a monster, and the saddle is very complete, and the horse's temperament is not that aggressive.
With the experience of riding a dragon eagle, she now felt that it was not difficult at all.
Su Cheng asked the hostess for directions and learned that the Vatican Temple was in the center of the town. He then gently kicked the horse's belly and said, "Let's go, handsome boy——"
The morning market opened, and the town streets were crowded with people. Several wider streets and alleys divided the town into large and small fan-shaped areas like wheel spokes.
She entered the town from the east, where the streets were lined with shops selling bone tools, saddlery, leather goods, meat, and fodder.
Because the town is located on a major traffic route, there are many travelers passing through here, and some medium-sized herbivorous monsters are being led by riders to eat in front of the trough.
In the center of the town, there is a beautiful white jade building with a cross flame ring holy emblem standing on the dome.
Su Cheng dismounted and limped up the stairs.
Her current image is not very good, not much better than a beggar, and she might have been kicked out.
However, the paladins guarding the door saw the gold coins in her hand and the valuable white horse, so they remained silent.
The entire temple is very small, with only a large prayer hall where believers who come to worship in the morning gather.
As she passed by the door, she grabbed a passing priest and asked him to treat her.
The priest looked at her in surprise and studied her for a moment. "What kind of injury are you suffering from? I have only been a priest for a short time. If it is serious—"
"They're all superficial injuries," Su Cheng showed her his hands. "My legs are also scraped, but there are no broken bones."
The priest breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then I can cure it, but it won't cost that much money. One silver coin will be enough."
For most priests, this level of skin injuries can be cured by a healing spell without wasting too much physical strength.
They then went to the small side hall next door.
The priest chanted a few words softly, and a holy milky white light emerged from his hands, and the warm light fell on the wound.
Su Cheng watched as the wound on his hand completely healed within ten seconds, "That's amazing..."
Suddenly I felt a little regretful for not joining this organization.
Otherwise, wouldn't she also have this power? Many things would become more convenient.
This is the introductory sacred art for clergymen.
She thought as she unbuckled her belt.
However, she might not be able to pass the entrance examination. After all, she knew what kind of person the God of Light was, and it was difficult for her to want to be loyal to him from the bottom of her heart.
"Okay," the pastor looked at the girl's smooth thighs, "is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Because the other party firmly refused to accept gold coins, Su Cheng had to give her a handful of silver coins and asked her what delicious food and fun things there were.
The priest still felt embarrassed, thinking that she had given too much, so he gave her a holy spell to restore energy, which was suitable for those who had not slept for a long time.
Su Cheng hurriedly thanked him. Although the magician had better energy than others and could last two or three days without sleep, he still felt uncomfortable.
The pastor gave her a warm introduction and said he could show her around the temple. "There are ancient relics here! They're all open to the public!"
Iron Cage Town is one of the ancient towns of the empire. It has existed for thousands of years and is said to have been attacked by the evil fire of pagans. Today, it still retains commemorative sculptures left over from ancient times.
Some are in the gardens of the Vatican Temple.
In the courtyard surrounded by high walls and vines, ancient olive trees cast mottled green shadows, and several statues stand on the high ground.
Su Cheng looked at the nearest sculpture.
He was a middle-aged man with a stern expression and a thin face. He was dressed like a minor nobleman, but he held two swords in his hands.
Su Cheng softly read the following inscription.
"This is in memory of Isha Wayne, who protected this land with her sword and oath until her last breath—"
The pastor next to him sighed softly, a look of admiration on his face, and then he explained in a low voice.
This statue was of a mayor from thousands of years ago, when the power of the Dark God had not yet retreated to the southern continent and the Silver Moon Empire was still mired in the chaos of war.
A group of pagan bandits passed by and massacred the entire town. The mayor at the time fought bravely and was shot by dozens of arrows before dying in battle. His four children also died with him, the youngest of whom was only nine years old.
She desperately tried to fight for a chance for the residents to escape, but the bandits were too numerous and almost everyone in the town was killed, leaving only a few survivors.
"…her body returns to dust, but her soul remains here forever. Remember, passersby: true courage lies in holding a torch despite the approaching darkness."
Su Cheng looked at the weathered inscription and couldn't help but sigh and bowed gently to the statue.
"Speaking of which, why is her statue here? Is she a priest?"
Suddenly, things got quiet around here.
"No."
A voice came from behind.
The previous pastor left at some point.
Su Cheng turned around.
A tall figure stood in the shade of the tree.
The man was tall and well-built. He wore a light grey windbreaker, which highlighted his broad shoulders and strong waist. His legs, wrapped in high boots, looked even longer.
He put his hands in his pockets, and his silver curly hair was tied into a high ponytail, hanging down to his waist like a frost river.
The pale golden morning light passed through the gaps between the branches and leaves, dappled onto his braids and across his deep and handsome eyebrows.
He frowned slightly and looked at me with an indescribable look.
"This used to be the garden of the town hall. Later, the town hall moved due to expansion, and a temple was built here. They preserved this part."
The silver-haired man said this.
He walked along the moss-covered path and approached slowly.
Su Cheng always felt that he looked a little familiar.
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