Chapter 8 Granting Knowledge
A huge amount of knowledge came to her mind in an instant, and Irene felt an extremely severe dizziness, as if all the scenery around her was spinning.
Her vision was blurry, and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't focus on her target. She tried to steady her shaky body, but it felt as if the ground beneath her feet had lost its gravity.
It was as if invisible hands were squeezing Erin's brain, making it impossible for her to think or concentrate.
For a long moment, Irene felt as if her soul was cut off from the real world, isolated in an endless void, until the vast amount of knowledge was gradually digested.
"vomit."
Irene retched and gradually woke up, but her eyes were still a little dazed.
Lucius and Byrne were stunned and looked at each other. Both were filled with worry and anxiety, not knowing what had suddenly happened to Irene.
Although this was the first time they met, the girl was undoubtedly their blood relative, so they naturally felt a sense of familiarity with each other.
It seems that excessive knowledge is indeed harmful to the body and mind. Who says learning is always a good thing? Carl immediately realized that he should not impart more knowledge next time, as the weak mortal might be directly damaged by it.
It seems that the bodies and minds of mortals are much more fragile than one might imagine.
I digested that knowledge very easily.
Deep in his heart, Carl suddenly realized that there was a huge difference between himself and ordinary mortals.
The confusion in Irene's eyes gradually faded away, replaced by deep shock and undisguised admiration and awe.
Just now, the door to a new world opened to her.
That is the door to the power of sequence, a kind of extraordinary power that has never been heard of. According to the knowledge given by the great Lord of the Lost, there is no other extraordinary person on the continent who can master the power of sequence.
She slowly looked at the other two and said, "I have gained the valuable knowledge contained in the oracle of the Lost Lord."
"We need to collect extraordinary materials that contain spirituality. The Lost Lord will knock on the door to the spiritual world and imprint the spiritual laws of sequence power in the spiritual world."
"Then we can make potions to gain the power of the sequence. It is a powerful force that comes from the deepest part of the soul and is far superior to other extraordinary powers on the continent!"
Lucius and Byrne both listened quietly, the eyes of both father and son filled with undisguised curiosity, joy and excitement.
As long as you collect enough extraordinary materials to make potions, you can gain powerful extraordinary powers!
During his more than ten years of mercenary career, Lucius had seen what extraordinary people were and roughly knew the difference between spellcasters and warriors. However, he was not very clear about specific extraordinary knowledge such as magic power and bloodline power.
He was very clear about one thing, that is, extraordinary materials were extremely valuable!
"If you want to obtain extraordinary materials, the simplest and most conventional method is to trade for them with money, but the Fisher family is now almost penniless."
After thinking it over, Lucius looked at his niece very seriously. The power she just displayed was extremely important. The healing type of spellcasting talent has always been the most precious one.
"But as long as we have Irene's power, it is not impossible for us to earn enough money in a short period of time."
"Use your power to heal others, eh?"
Irene didn't object at all, in fact she was grateful that she had the ability to repay the Lost Lord and help her family members.
Lucius's eyes suddenly became extremely serious, and he said to Irene and Byrne seriously:
"Oh, there is one thing I must make clear to you. It may be the most important thing!"
He traveled to many places in his early years, and even witnessed with his own eyes the judges of the Orthodox Church slaughtering pagan villages.
All religious groups on the continent that have not been recognized as orthodox churches are banned heresies, and cult members can be killed without trial in any country.
"All of us in the Fisher family must keep the secret of the great Lost Lord and must not reveal any word about His existence!"
"The churches of the true gods are extremely hostile to all mysterious beings except the true gods, especially those gods that are not recognized by the mainstream..."
The Orthodox Church?
Carl, who was listening silently, fell into deep thought. He could feel that the power of the ten seals deep in his soul varied in strength, but those who gave the seals undoubtedly possessed real and powerful power.
He couldn't help but think further about the current line of thought. Could it be that those beings that sealed his soul memory were actually the so-called gods worshipped by the Orthodox Churches?
"Yes, you have to learn to keep secrets."
Byrne nodded, and also felt that the existence of the Lost Lord itself contained great danger. Once exposed, the entire Fisher family would be doomed, so he must act with absolute caution.
He agreed with his father's point of view and said shyly and nervously:
"Father is right. According to what I read in the book, our identities are extremely evil in the eyes of the church. Keeping secrets is the most important principle."
Lucius added, "What needs to be kept secret is the existence of the Lord of the Lost. Irene doesn't need to deliberately conceal her own power for this, because there are also spellcasters who master healing magic."
"In order to accumulate money, it is actually necessary to demonstrate the healing power."
Irene thought that if one wanted to obtain extraordinary materials and mysterious objects, money was indeed a necessary resource.
However, due to her narrow vision, she didn't quite understand how to exchange her strength for money. Did she have to go to the market to treat the vendors' diseases? Perhaps she could do that.
Uncle Lucius's face showed a lazy look again, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will go to Nasir Town to inquire about the situation and look for opportunities that we can use."
At night, in a tavern in Nasir town.
The spacious hall was filled with rough but sturdy wooden tables and chairs, and the oil lamps hanging on the wall provided dim lighting.
The sailors and fishermen in the port town of Nasir are the main force in the taverns, and the noise around them is endless.
Lucius, looking lazy, pushed open the door and walked in slowly, a silver coin in his hand bouncing up and down.
He stretched out his hand and flicked the silver coin lightly. The coin jumped out and landed on the table in front of the bartender.
"Bartender, I need a few ales. Well, it would be best if someone could come and chat with me. I can buy him a drink, too."
Lucius smiled and sat down, quickly attracting the attention of the people around him.
The tavern was undoubtedly the most convenient place to collect local information. He soon began to understand the major and minor forces, important figures, and even some channels for "making a fortune" in this port town.
In the early morning, Lucius left the tavern drunk, and several armed sailors followed him quietly.
Before he left the town, he suddenly drew the sword from his waist and shouted:
"I advise you not to think that a foreign mercenary who has killed many people might be a so-called 'fat sheep'. Be careful and don't pay the price of death."
After the scolding, the sailors did not follow.
When Lucius walked into the wild, he suddenly felt it was a pity. After possessing the extraordinary power bestowed by that great being, he no longer had to fear those guys. Instead, he could get an unexpected gain.
Long before entering the town of Nasir, Lucius had asked his son to cooperate with him to test the actual effect of the extraordinary power brought by the "protective rune", which was able to basically block any attack from ordinary people using swords.
As an experienced mercenary, he knew very well that this power would be enough to make him stand out among mortals.
"After all, it is a power beyond the mundane..."
But then he changed his mind and thought that if he killed them, it would probably offend the maritime merchants at the local port, so Lucius felt that not fighting was a better option.
"Anyway, we've already found a suitable target. Now it all depends on how strong the healing power Irene has obtained is."
He has set his sights on the real "fat sheep" in the town of Nasir.
(End of this chapter)
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