Chapter 87 Druid (Part 2)
This scroll that Abbot Jacques was talking about actually costs 50 gold dukes!
Little Beto and Pop, who had been following Abbot Jacques, couldn't help but widen their eyes.
"Pope, do you know what the scroll that Abbe Jacques was talking about is?" Little Beto poked Pop, who was a few years older than him.
Pope was the patrol leader after all, and he had dealt with one or two adventurers a few times before.
"It's the scroll that seals the magic. If you tear it open, you can release the magic inside." Pope said in a deep voice.
"Divine magic!" Little Beto looked at Fang Yu with a mixture of shock and envy, and asked in a low voice, "Can ordinary people use divine magic? Why didn't Abbot Jacques ever mention it to us before?"
Pop glanced at Little Beto and said, "I don't understand this either, but I can ask the village chief. Maybe there are some simple divine arts that ordinary people can use?"
"As for why Abbot Jacques never mentioned it, I guess he simply didn't think we could afford it. A single divine scroll costs 50 gold dukes, and even our annual harvest wouldn't even cover the cost of one."
Pop patted Little Beto on the back and said, "Only adventurers who risk their lives to make money would spend so much money on a magic scroll to save their lives."
Being able to afford a scroll that costs 50 gold dukes, it’s no wonder so many people want to be adventurers. They earn so much!
"It sounds like a first-level spell, Entanglement, from the School of Incantations. The vines will take at least three seconds to grow, and they're not very strong. They can only trap ordinary people. It's a useless spell." (Note 1)
Yuzu muttered in the backpack.
"The thorny vines are too weak, and they need at least three seconds to grow. They don't seem very practical."
Fang Yu learned on the spot and directly repeated the description of the pomelo.
Abbot Jacques was stunned. He didn't expect Fang Yu to be such an expert.
Originally, he saw that Fang Yu was young and the cloak he wore looked more advanced than a cardinal's robe. He thought that he was probably a young man from a Salai noble family and looked like a sucker, so he wanted to get some benefits from Fang Yu.
I didn't expect that the young nobleman who looked tender and delicate actually understood the magic of nature.
"Hey, there are no impractical spells, only inappropriate scenarios." Abbot Jacques remained calm. "Well, I have three scrolls of Detect Plague here. They're also 1st-level spells that don't require any caster level to cast."
"In adventure, the most dangerous things are not enemies or traps, but those invisible and intangible toxins and diseases."
"Once you tear open this scroll, you'll be able to see all toxins harmful to the human body within a ten-meter radius. If your partner is already ill, it can even identify what the illness is."
"Such a practical magic skill also only costs 50 gold dukes." Abbot Jacques' tone was like that of an insurance salesman.
"That's interesting. It sounds like a combination of toxin detection and disease identification," Yuzu continued. "I'm not sure how effective it will be, though. I'd give it a try."
Fang Yu remained calm: "Only a first-level magic? No higher level magic?"
Dean Jacques laughed heartily. "Young adventurer, you still need to acquire some common sense. Non-spellcasters can only use 1st-level spell scrolls at most. 2nd-level spell scrolls require a casting level of at least 1st." (Note 2)
Fang Yu smiled, picked up a grain of wheat from the ground, and spread it flat in the center of his palm.
What will this adventurer do?
Not only Pop and Little Beto, but other villagers were also very curious.
Could it be? Old Jacques raised an eyebrow. It shouldn't be. This guy is tall and strong, and he doesn't look like a spellcaster.
"It's sprouting! The wheat grains are sprouting!"
Under the gaze of everyone, the wheat grain in Fang Yu's palm moved slightly, and first a little white sprout grew out, and then the sprout became greener and taller. In just a few seconds, the wheat grain grew into a seedling that was four or five centimeters tall.
"Natural magic! Druid tricks! Are you a druid!?" Old Jacques was shocked, and then a little embarrassed.
Oh no, oh no, I met someone in the same industry as me.
Fortunately, I didn’t sell too hard just now, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
It would be so embarrassing for a priest to sell scrolls and his colleagues would know about it.
It's all this Gith's fault. Don't druids usually walk barefoot? And their clothes are also very simple. Why is this guy dressed so ostentatiously?
Among the followers of the nature god Celian, those who can master divine power are called druids, and their status is similar to that of priests in the Temple of Harvest.
Of course, not all druids work for the Temple of Nature; many also join adventurers or live in seclusion.
But the god of harvest, Vitus, is only a middle-level god and a subordinate god of the god of nature, Celian. This is very embarrassing.
To gain the approval of the God of Nature and become a druid is much more difficult than becoming a priest of the God of Harvest. Moreover, druids can master almost all divine arts within the natural system, which of course includes the art of harvest.
The opposite is impossible.
According to the contempt chain in the temple world, the priest of the God of Harvest is naturally half a head shorter than the druid of the God of Nature.
Druid trick? What do you mean? I just used an arcane trick.
Fang Yu and Youzi had never heard of this term, so they could only maintain an unfathomable smile.
The surrounding villagers, including old Beto, each took two steps back and bowed their heads in greeting.
Just like when they saw Abbe Jacques earlier in the afternoon.
Although they couldn't figure out who had a higher status, they were all extraordinary people and the villagers couldn't afford to offend any of them.
"Githdruid, I didn't expect that you, who look so young, have become a servant of the God of Nature." Abbot Jacques laughed, held Fang Yu's right arm with his left hand, and patted Fang Yu's left arm with his right hand.
This is the greeting etiquette used by priests of the God of Harvest when meeting clergy of the same level.
When facing a superior, the Harvest Priest will put his hands together, raise them from his heart to his eyebrows, and then nod and bow his head.
In response to the return gift from the lower-level person, the Harvest Priest will extend his right palm with the palm facing up and gently push it forward from his heart, symbolizing the bestowal of blessings and strength from his heart.
After much consideration, Abbot Jacques decided not to put on airs as a third-level priest in front of this young druid.
Unfortunately, Fang Yu had no idea what the coquettish glances meant, even though they were thrown to a blind man.
"I'm just an ordinary traveler, Master Jacques, do you have any scrolls of a higher level?" Fang Yu blinked and decided to show off to the end.
Let the other party be on his own.
Pastor Jacques was stunned for a moment, thinking that Fang Yu was considering his face, and he couldn't help but feel favorable towards him: "Haha, of course, I have three second-ring divine scrolls that I exchanged from the Temple of Art. You can take a look."
"Silence, Shadow Blade, and Invisibility." Priest Jacques didn't hold back this time. "As you know, most of our spells in the Harvest Temple are used for farming, so they're of little use to you adventurers. I traded these three spells with the priest of the Temple of Art using a second-ringed scroll of Harvest Blessing. So they're definitely more expensive, 300 gold dukes each."
"Silence spell. Once it's torn, there will be no sound in the spherical area within an 8-meter radius. This will last for 10 minutes. You know what it's for, so I won't elaborate."
"Shadow Blade, can transform part of any shadow into a sword. The Shadow Blade is sharper than any ordinary sword and can cause mental damage to the enemy."
"Invisibility. I don't need to explain the specific effects. It lasts for one hour."
These three spells are all good, but the three scrolls cost 900 gold dukes. Even if a gold duke is only 1/3 of the weight of a gold brown, it still costs 300 gold brown. It's really not worth it.
And Jin Brown is still in the car, but even if it is, Fang Yu will not take it out. Who knows what kind of trouble the pattern on it will cause.
Fang Yu thought for a moment: "I want all three of these. Is one of these enough?"
Fang Yu took out a small black cloth bag from his jacket pocket, poured out three 10-point diamonds from it, and took one out to show to Abbot Jacques.
"Star Diamond!" Abbot Jacques' eyelids twitched twice.
That’s right, this guy is definitely not just a druid, but also a great nobleman of Salei.
"At least one more is needed." Abbot Jacques grinned.
Note 1: Please don’t criticize me, fellow runners. I know this spell is useful in games, but this is a novel and is a secondary setting.
Note 2: The required casting level of the scroll is one level higher than the first level of the scroll, which is also the second setting of this book.
Today's plot is over, and tomorrow will be the urban plot.
(End of this chapter)
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