Chapter 369 Ye Zhi: Oh my God, this is exactly me!

Whale Watching Harbor.

A newly built port city east of Morning Frost Ridge, across the river from the snow forest.

Although it was built less than two years ago, it developed into a prosperous port town under the implementation of trade policies.

Queen Theresa granted the Duke of Honeysuckle a tea charter, which allowed Morning Frost Ridge to monopolize the import and export trade of tea with other kingdoms. Whale Watch Harbor thus became an important trading port.

A charter was often a monopoly granted by the government to aristocrats.

For example, from the 17th to the 19th century, the East India Company held a government charter and monopolized the import trade of tea.

It was precisely because of his status as a veteran of two dynasties that the Duke of Honeysuckle was able to obtain the lucrative franchise for tea, further boosting the prosperity of commerce in the territory.

To some extent, this is also out of helplessness. After all, Morning Frost Ridge is a bitterly cold place where agriculture cannot be developed at all, and the technology tree is still a long way from the industrial revolution. Pointing out commercial policies is the wisest choice.

On the continent of Atrium, capitalism had just emerged, causing a considerable impact on theocracy and feudal monarchy, but its scope was still limited to a few city-states such as Veneto and Florence.

With the advent of the Age of Navigation, the disintegration of the knights and the feudal era will be further intensified. The knights burning with fighting spirit will be defeated by the naval guns driven by magic energy, and the artists will hold high the banner of humanity and declare resistance to theocracy.

These are passages written into the backstory of the original game.

Yeats still remembered that in this new era of the birth of the sanctuary, the goddess of art would gradually grow into a powerful divine power along with the revival of literary and artistic activities, and even take over the authority of the god of love regarding "aesthetics" to a certain extent.

Gods related to business have all gained the power of faith to a greater or lesser extent.

The messenger god, Medes, is the most famous of the gods who are in charge of commerce. He is in charge of many fields including commerce, messengers, sports, theft, and guidance in the underworld.

Sunny, cloudless sky.

Megan stayed in Jiandong Castle for one night. The next day, she said that she still had tasks for the Mages Guild and could not stay for long, so she said goodbye to Ye Zhi.

"Kandela will come to see you in person soon." Megan smiled, "I believe he will be very pleased to see your rapid promotion."

Ye Zhi nodded and saw her off in person, looking at Megan's back as she disappeared into the sky, as if thinking about something.

If we don’t further improve our strength, the Sanctuary version will not be able to keep up with the strongest team.

No, after getting the Nibelung Ring, I have to hug Teacher Skach's thigh again and ask her for the method to ascend to the Holy Land! The reason why I didn't ask Candela for advice was because Candela's way of magic was not in line with the three professional ways that Yezhi practiced.

After all, Skahe was a martial arts practitioner and had trained a group of demigod heroes. With her guidance, the path to becoming a saint would be much easier! In the afternoon.

Yeats invited Grey, and the two rode their horses through the snowy forest to Whale Watch Harbor.

"Why did you suddenly think of going there?" Gray rubbed her eyes.

After being promoted to the sixth ring, she has been consolidating her soul realm without sleeping and looks a little tired.

"A new Medes Lighthouse has been built in Whale Watching Harbor. I promised the messenger god Medes that I would offer sacrifices to him, but I have never found a suitable opportunity."

Ye Zhi said: "Now that we have the turtle shells of the emperor-level monsters, it is perfect to offer them to the Messenger God!"

The representative animals of Medis are the rooster and the turtle. His winged hat is decorated with colorful rooster feathers. He used the shell of the wise turtle to create the world's first lyre.

Later, the God of Light used the Staff of the God of Commerce to exchange for the Lyre of the God of Messenger. This Lyre became the [Lyre of Light], which is the epic instrument in his hand today.

Yeats thought that if he asked Medis to repair the Lyre of Light, it would be possible to restore some of the divinity of light contained in the Lyre.

The divinity of light is extremely precious. For Yeats, it can be used to drive the invincible Silver Oak Sword and to improve the way of the bard. The more the better.

In early autumn, the heat of the long summer had not yet dissipated, and the snowy forest was dyed with a layer of fiery red, which had a unique beauty compared to the silver. The two walked through the snowy forest and soon saw the coastline. A town stood on the coast, and a flag decorated with the honeysuckle family crest was flying on the city gate.

"Your Excellency the Duke!"

The guards at the city gate were excited to see the lord.

Ye Zhi nodded slightly, indicating that he had not informed the city lord of his visit and there was no need to make it public.

Whale Watching Port adopts a city-state system. The mayor is Golden Oriole of the Witch Club, who has demonstrated excellent management skills. There are also members of the Witch Club in the city council, whose abilities are related to fire. Red Furnace, who is in charge of the steelmaking industry, is a member of the city council.

Although he traveled light and without any pomp and circumstance, some citizens still recognized the Duke of Honeysuckle as he walked along the street and were very excited.

Upon hearing the news, Jinying rushed over and personally led Yezhi to the newly built Medis Lighthouse for inspection, saying respectfully:

"My Lord, as you ordered, the lighthouse adopts a classical style and is built of white marble. There is a sculpture of a rooster, the sacred animal of Medis, on the top of the tower."

Yeats looked up and saw a bronze rooster standing proudly on the top of the majestic lighthouse. The mirror on the top floor reflected the sunlight and refracted it on the sculpture, making the entire lighthouse appear to be shining.

"good."

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "Take your men and retreat. Do not let others approach this coast. Wait for my order to lift the blockade."

Yeats was not sure whether Medea would obey his prayers and come, but if Medea really showed up, the news must not be spread, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Jinying didn't ask any more questions, but bowed and said:

"As you command, Your Excellency the Duke."

After a while, the figures on the shore left one after another, and the ship quietly docked in the port, swaying gently with the waves.

On the top floor of the lighthouse, there is a sanctuary dedicated to the statue of Medis. Yeats and Gray climbed the spiral staircase of the lighthouse.

"This lighthouse is so beautiful, Yeats. Did you design it?" Gray asked curiously.

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "It's based on the Lighthouse, one of the seven wonders."

The Great Lighthouse is one of the Seven Wonders of the World, along with the Pyramids, the Hanging Gardens, and the Colossus of the Sun. However, the Great Lighthouse was dedicated to the god of the sea. It is located on the vast icy sea in the lost city of Atlantis and has now been submerged by the sea.

Soon, the two entered the temple, where there were multiple glass mirrors that would refract sunlight as the sun tilted, allowing the statues on the top of the tower to glow. At night, the magic brazier in the temple would automatically light up, using the fire to guide the ship.

In the center of the temple is a statue of Metis, the messenger god.

This statue was created by the master Miranti. Both the human body structure and muscle lines are perfect. It depicts a handsome young man wearing a winged hat and holding a double-snake staff.

In order to highlight the majesty of the statue, its proportions were deliberately enlarged. In fact, Yeats had seen the human form of Medis, who was a head shorter than himself.

The little squirrel stood on Yeats's shoulder, looked at the statue of Medis, and commented:

"Every time I see this guy's statue, it reminds me of a joke."

"What's the joke? Is it hellish enough?" Yeats asked with great interest.

Diaoya scratched his head with his little paw.

"Hell... not really, but it's quite interesting, and it's just right to talk about it in front of Medea!"

Ye Zhi was startled, thinking that Zuanya was eager to add fuel to the fire and cause trouble, so he hurried to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Zuan Ya had already said to himself:

"Medis wanted to know how much mortals respected him, so he disguised himself as a mortal, went to a sculptor's shop, pointed to the statue of the God-King, and asked how much it cost."

"The sculptor replied one silver coin. Medis then smiled and asked how much the statue of the Queen of Gods would cost. The sculptor replied that it would be more expensive."

"When Medis saw his statue, he thought that as the patron saint of commerce, he should set a high price, so he pointed at his statue and asked how much it cost."

"The sculptor replied, if you buy the other two statues, I will give you this statue as a bonus and give it to you for free."

Gray couldn't help laughing, but she felt it was inappropriate to laugh in front of the statue of Medea, so she forced herself to hold back her laughter.

Yeats: "What Aesop's fables?"

Perhaps it was the drill's face jumping that attracted the attention of the messenger god.

Buzz——

The realm of creation is filled with the divinity of travelers, as if invisible things are coming across space.

As the god who holds the authority of [travel] and [guidance], Medea can travel between the atrium and the divine realm more conveniently than other gods.

He doesn't even need a physical body, because the traveler's divinity can temporarily survive without a body. Although his offensive ability is weak, Medis is a first-class expert in taking advantage of opportunities.

"Ye Zhi, there really is movement!" Gray opened her eyes wide, full of surprise.

Specks of white light lingered around the statue, and the voice of Medea could be heard, sounding a little displeased.

"Since you've already broken your promise, why do you still have the nerve to come see me?"

Ye Zhi coughed lightly, knowing that the time had come to test his debating skills, so he appealed to his emotions and reason, briefly summarizing his experiences over the past few months, and even told Medea about how he had become the Chosen One of the Dark Night.

The Messenger God is also good at being sneaky and cunning, so you can't hide it from Him. It is better to be honest from the beginning, which will make it easier to explain later.

"After becoming the Chosen One of the Dark Night, I mistakenly entered the Shadow Realm and was trapped there for several months. Therefore, I missed your sacrificial ceremony. Please forgive me..."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Medea suddenly raised his voice, with human shock in his tone.

"What did you say? You became the Chosen One of Dark Night?"

As the words fell, the white light gathered in the temple again, gradually piecing together a complete image.

Medea looked handsome, like a cute noble boy. He wore a feather hat, a small suit, a snake-wrapped staff, leather shoes, and white socks, which made Yeats' eyelids jump.

Who taught you to dress like this?

Medea had no time to pay attention to Yezhi's strange look. He released his divinity to pass over Yezhi, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The dark night divinity in Ye Zhi's soul realm has reached a nearly overflowing level. Even though he has been trying hard to suppress it, the strong ones above the Holy Domain can still see through it at a glance.

Because of this, his identity as the Chosen One of Dark Night was certain! But how was this possible?

Even though he is the God of Messengers, his expression at this moment is somewhat incredible.

Ye Zhi is obviously the descendant of the God of Light and the chosen one of the Goddess of Art. How can he be the chosen one of the Dark Night at the same time? This is totally unreasonable! The next moment, as if he had thought of something, Medes's expression changed slightly, and he whispered:

"You are not the Messiah chosen by the gods..."

"Messiah?" Gray asked curiously, "What is that?"

Medes took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Yeats with a complicated expression, and then explained:

"Messiah can be extended to mean savior."

"Once upon a time, there was a Messiah who was chosen by God to become the Son of God. You all know what happened afterwards..."

However, the divinities of the gods will conflict. The Chosen Ones of Darkness and the Chosen Ones of Art have completely different divinities and cannot coexist.

Medes frowned, puzzled, and thought to himself.

What is going on?

There is a possibility that Ye Zhi is the reincarnation of the God of Light, and the God of Light is the most beloved among all gods. He can even bear the divinity of the Goddess of Death!

Yeats rubbed his chin.

Before, the King of the Wild Hunt said that I had the potential to be a human emperor.

Now, the Messenger God calls me the Messiah...

Oh my god, this is totally me!

Regardless of one's stance, the Son of God plays a supreme role in the spread of the Vatican's faith.

Among all the gods, the God of Light should have taken on the role of the Son of God and led all the gods into the Golden Age. However, due to the death of the God of Light, Ragnarok was irreversibly approaching, and the faith of the gods gradually declined.

But fate is always contrasting.

Just like contradictions always come in pairs.

The death of the God of Light will inevitably give birth to a new savior.

Medea's surprise is understandable. When he saw that I had become the Chosen One of Darkness again, he couldn't help but make similar assumptions.

but.

Yeats had mixed feelings.

I have never been a savior.

The reason why it can be chosen by many gods is nothing more than the blessing of the panel.

Of course, this kind of thing could never be revealed to Medea, so Ye Zhi could only change the subject and said, "I have already obtained clues from the Queen of Shadow Realm, Skach, about how to suppress the divinity of the dark night in me, and I will handle it myself... I came to see you, first, to apologize, and second, to bring you a sacrifice."

Immediately, Ye Zhi took out the back shell of the island-covering dragon tortoise that had undergone shrinkage surgery and placed it on the ground. There was a loud bang, and dust and smoke flew.

Modis was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "The tortoise shell of an emperor-level monster?"

"You said before that I would bring you a tortoise shell to repair the lyre." Ye Zhi said, "I am now a six-ring master, so the one I brought you is of royal quality... shouldn't that be a problem?"

"How can it be a hindrance? It's perfect!"

Medis said with satisfaction: "Your rapid progress really surprises me!"

As the inheritor of the God of Light, the stronger Yeats becomes, the more gratified Medea, an old friend of the God of Light, will feel.

On the other hand, if Yeats is really the "Messiah" in the camp of the gods... then his growth is also closely related to the gods.

But this is just a groundless guess.

Medea sighed softly in his heart.

In the final analysis, the God of Light, who was regarded as the most promising person to end the doomsday catastrophe and lead the world to light, fell in a night of conspiracy.

No matter the old gods or the new gods, they all hope to have a successor to the God of Light to defeat the invincible Apocalypse...

In the last apocalyptic doomsday called Ragnarok, the gods had already failed once, paying the price of the annihilation of the God King and the decline of faith. If they lose again...

There was a bitterness in the corner of Medea's mouth.

I am afraid there will no longer be any trace of the existence of gods in this world.

Thinking of this, Medis' eyes softened as he looked at Yeats, revealing expectation and kindness.

Being stared at by such tender eyes, Ye Zhi felt uncomfortable for a while, coughed lightly, and said: "Then...can you help me repair the lyre?"

"Of course. Give me the lyre."

Medis extended his hand to Ye Zhi, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Speaking of which, the seven-stringed lyre of the God of Light is the most suitable to fight against Gabriel's horn."

Ye Zhi was suddenly startled.

"How do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)