"Tell me … why?"
This was the only question that Mano wanted to understand. He had never understood from Sylvia's letter what "the chosen one of the Moon Goddess" and what "cannot be disobeyed" meant. How did his Nana suddenly become a priestess?
"My skin is silvery white." Sylvia tried hard to stop her sobbing. Her beautiful eyes were stained with tears as she looked at Mano. "Do you know what this means?"
"The bloodline of the High Elves?"
Mano blurted out. He seemed to have overlooked this fact a long time ago because there was nothing special about it. Just like the old nobles among the human nobles, many of them had the bloodline of the founding fathers, but this could not be considered as capital. On the contrary, many of the old nobles had gradually declined, and some had even completely lost their roots. The nobility of the bloodline was just a former glory in many people's understanding. Just like the High Elves, most of them had died in that war. Although the remaining bloodline was sparse, it did not mean anything.
But when Sylvia brought it up at this moment, Mano immediately understood that it seemed to have a different meaning.
"I … am the descendant … of the Moon Goddess …"
Sylvia looked back at the statue of the goddess, but helplessly said such … news that was like a thunderclap to Mano's ears!
The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear all at once, and the Sylvia in front of Mano's eyes also disappeared. Amidst this violent emotional turmoil, Mano actually saw a scene that had been sealed in his memory for a long time!
It was still the scene in the Azura Jungle — in the huge temple, the priestess standing in front of Mano, and the neatly carved stone chair. But at this moment, everything was very clear — the priestess in front of Mano's eyes turned back. Her appearance, which was almost identical to Marfala's, shocked Mano, and the words that came out of her mouth shocked Mano even more!
"The Wheel of Fortune needs the protection of the Goddess' bloodline, doesn't it?"
* * *
He didn't know how he walked out of the temple. He only knew that Sylner was standing quietly at the gate of the temple, looking at his back for a long time. She didn't say anything until he was out of her sight.
He did not go anywhere else for a long time. His mind suddenly became a little dazed because he had received too much information in the past few hours. "The bloodline of the Moon Goddess"!
It was not a simple title. He seemed to have heard the term 'Wheel of Fortune' somewhere before, but he couldn't recall it at the moment. His mind was in a mess. He promised Sylvia that he would visit her in the temple tomorrow and then immediately turned around and left.
Before he left, Marfala's eyes were filled with unconcealable enmity, which made him feel even more frustrated. It was definitely not a good thing to be hated by an elven shaman, and even more frustrating was that he did not know why Marfala would hate him!
Sylvia also understood that she seemed to have suffered a very serious shock, but she did not do anything excessive from the beginning to the end. She did not even dare to hold his hand … In short, Sylvia had used all her strength to endure the impulse in her heart. The encounter between the two seemed to be very depressing …
Mano found an inn at random and threw two gold coins to the waiter to settle down the wyvern. He went into his room and lay down on the bed.
Mano's mental strength was severely overdrawn. This was the only feeling he had after witnessing the sealed memory. It seemed that only strong emotional ups and downs could make Mano see this memory, but the consequences were also very uncomfortable. His head felt like it was about to explode, and he could not open his eyes.
Marfala meant that as the bloodline heir of the Moon Goddess, Sylvia must guard the Moon Goddess and not leave her side. Mano really did not know why Sylvia was not chained here earlier. Was it all fate?
The negative emotions made Mano's heart very uncomfortable. After resting for half a day, Mano felt a little better, but he still had a fear of the temple.
If he went to the temple, he would not be able to bear Sylvia's pitiful appearance. If he did not go … Why did he spend so much time rushing here from Oditore?
Mano sat up from the bed and looked out of the window. It was already night time, but for the residents of Dashiell, nightlife had just begun. All the shops outside had just opened.
Mano lost his appetite and simply went downstairs. Some walked on the street in a daze, and the messy thoughts in his mind made him look a little lost. But after trying hard to breathe in the fresh air, he tried to adjust his emotions. Looking at the dazzling array of gifts on the street, Mano thought of his friends in Oditore. Noda has not been back for a long time, right?
If Salia saw these things, she would definitely look at Mano, hoping that he would buy some for her, right?
When people were pessimistic, they needed to recall some beautiful things to free themselves from the negative emotions. Mano did this very well. As a feudal lord, Mano had a lot of gold coins in his space ring. He strolled aimlessly on the street and bought some things from time to time. It seemed that this was the only way to divert his attention from Sylvia.
When he passed by a shop, Mano suddenly saw the statues of the Moon Goddess. Like most statues of the Moon Goddess, although these statues were exquisite and delicate, they had a strong personal style. Under the moonlight, these statues did not shine like the 'statues of the True Gods' in the temple.
Mano stood still in front of the shop and looked at the statues of the Moon Goddess of different sizes. Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and he thought of something.
He looked up at the clear sky and the moonlight shone on the ground. In the next moment, Mano had disappeared!
…
"It's him again?"
Marfala wondered why this human, who had a disgusting aura, would come to the temple in the middle of the night. Sylner looked at her mother quietly. The tear stains on her face had faded a lot, and her expression was a little numb at the moment. It seemed that she had also suffered a big blow.
Without hesitation, Marfara quickly went to the center of the temple and waited for Mano to arrive. Within a few seconds, Mano appeared before them again.
"High Priest, please allow me to ask two more questions."
Mano looked very different from before. At this moment, he looked at Marfara with a calm expression, like a calm lake.
"Speak."
"Is Sylvia going to guard the Moon Goddess for the rest of her life?"
"You've asked this question before," Marfara replied calmly. "There will be no other answer this time. Yes, Sylvia Silvermoon will guard the statue of the Moon Goddess forever."
"Then, if I say that there is a statue of the Moon Goddess in Oditore, can Sylvia go to Oditore and become a priest there?"
Mano asked his question without batting an eyelid.
There were more than two priests in the temple — Sylvia and Marfara. At this moment, there were more than a dozen clergymen in the main hall of the temple. At the same time, there were many commoners who came to pray. They heard many words and couldn't hold back their curiosity. They all looked at the human who seemed to be talking about a fantasy.
Marfara seemed to feel that Mano was testing her patience. She raised her eyebrows slightly and replied, "If you have a real statue of the Moon Goddess and not the textiles on Dahir Street, Sylvia has the right to be a priest in any temple where the statue is located."
"Phew —"
Mano finally exhaled heavily. He raised his head, but he didn't look at Marfara. Instead, he asked Sylvia, who had already seen him and walked over, "Nana, are you willing to be a priest in Oditore?"
"Moon Goddess?
Priest? "
Sylvia was stunned for a moment. She didn't understand what Mano meant at all. She looked at Mano and hurriedly said, "Not all statues can be called statues. Mano, you —"
Before she could finish, Sylvia's voice was drowned out by a loud gasp …