Time passed quietly. Knowing that it was almost dawn, Becky suddenly moved, which made many people notice that she seemed to be waking up. The power in his body immediately ran instinctively, ready for battle. He was not sure if Becky would attack him like before after waking up, so he was alert at the first moment.
The golden light had long dissipated, and Becky now looked like an ordinary woman. But under the moonlight, Many could see that her body seemed to have changed a lot from before. At least the weak and sickly paleness had disappeared. Becky now seemed to be healthy as if something that had been missing in her body had returned to its owner.
Becky opened her eyes slightly and found herself lying on the bed. Then she exhaled softly, and immediately noticed that Many had stood up next to her.
"How do you feel?"
Many's injuries were not serious. His physical strength prevented him from breaking his bones after crashing into the tree. He only vomited a mouthful of blood because of the shock. He should be fine after a few days of rest. At this moment, his back was bandaged by Mrs. Vasaki. There were some soft tissue contusions there. Many didn't need to be bandaged at all, but anyone who saw Mrs. Vasaki gritting her teeth and looking at him would not say a word of "no".
He asked Becky, but Becky seemed to be still immersed in her dream and had not recovered. She then saw Krillin's Blade not far from Many's body. A golden light flashed in her eyes, but it seemed that she immediately suppressed it.
"What's going on?"
Becky felt a little pain in her body. It was the result of Many's forceful twisting, but this was nothing to her. She turned over and first checked that she was wearing the robe she wore during the day. Then, she looked at Many with a little embarrassment.
"This scepter seems to have made some changes in you?"
Many reached out and handed the scepter to Becky. The moment Becky took it, she blinked slightly. It was obvious that she also felt the extraordinariness of this scepter.
"Power, the power of an angel?"
Becky tried to move her body, but found that her body seemed to have changed. "This is... the power of an angel. What is going on?"
"I can't give an answer either." Many saw that Becky showed no signs of losing control, so she sat on the armchair and pointed at Krillin's Blade. "It seems that this scepter and this dagger have a lot of hatred."
"I felt it too, a lot of hatred." Becky's tone was completely different from before. She gave off the impression of a cheerful girl, but it was obvious that her tone revealed a calmness that ordinary people did not have. Perhaps this was the unique temperament of a clergyman. "Did I do something that I shouldn't have?"
Becky frowned as if she was trying to recall something, but it was obvious that she couldn't think of anything useful. There were no signs of bandages on her body, so Becky didn't pay much attention to it. She then continued, "I was unconscious?
After receiving this scepter? "
"Yes." Many picked up the thick book from the table at the side and handed it over. "This fell on the ground. I don't think it's damaged."
"Fell on the ground?"
The same scene suddenly flashed in Becky's mind. She froze for a moment and quickly took the book in Many's hand. It was reasonable to say that the first thing Becky did after waking up was to make sure if her book was in her hands, but now she seemed to have forgotten about it.
Looking at the book in her hand, Becky sighed. She then raised her head and looked at Many, who seemed to be waiting for something. She said softly, "There are some things that I should say … that are related to these things."
"We have plenty of time, Your Grace."
Many took out a cup of water from the Space Ring, poured her a cup of hot water, and gently handed it over. "I also have something to confirm."
* * *
The first thing Susan saw when she got up in the morning was Many coming out of Bishop Becky's bedroom. With a smile on his face, he turned around and gave a noble salute. "It's a beautiful night, isn't it?"
"I hope so."
Becky looked a little tired, but she did look much better than before. Speaking of which, Becky, who had completely merged with the angel, seemed to have undergone a slight change in her personality. In short, she looked much more cheerful than before. She was in high spirits, like a reborn phoenix. Even without makeup or dressing up, she still became the most dazzling woman.
But something was not quite right in Susan's eyes. It was obvious that Many's unintentional words had caused the nun to misunderstand something. And Becky's suddenly radiant face coincidentally confirmed something in Susan's imagination. This made her immediately feel a little flushed. She quickly turned around and left as if she had not seen it.
Many did not care about this. He put away Krillin's Blade, and after politely bidding farewell to Bishop Becky, he walked out of the place and went to inspect other places in the territory as if nothing had happened yesterday.
In fact, Many did not expect that his casual inspection would cause such a big thing, but the final result seemed to be more good than bad. An unidentified sacred weapon became the staff in Bishop Becky's hand, and the angel's power was completely absorbed by Becky. According to Becky, the power she could use now had exceeded the limit of her imagination. There were also unimaginable martial arts and combat awareness in the mind of the weapon. In addition to magic, Becky felt that she had now really become the legendary "magic and martial arts dual cultivation" model!
But the information that he learned later made him puzzled for a long time. But he still decided to organize these things separately and link the clues together to think about it himself.
The construction of Oditore Fortress was in full swing. The progress of the expansion was frighteningly fast with the addition of the mages. Usually, the construction of a large city wall with a construction period of at least five years was often time-consuming and laborious. But now, due to the existence of magic, the construction of the city wall had become the easiest step. A mage could be responsible for the construction of a wall that was more than a hundred meters long, and he only needed to repeat the "Levitation Spell" from the beginning to the end. The rest depended on the mage's control of the elements and the degree of precision. From another perspective, these seemingly cumbersome things were actually training the mages' abilities. In the words of Madam Vasaki, the power of magic does not lie in its power, but in whether you cast the right spell at the right time.
After the inspection, he was more satisfied with everything in the territory. At the same time, the Medusa in the territory had gradually integrated into the lives of other races. The civilians no longer had a sense of fear towards these foreign people with human bodies and snake tails. Perhaps the communication and consensus between the people during the war was a strong catalyst to promote the development of friendship. In short, in the territory, except for the Caucasian Trolls who were a little autistic, the rest had formed a virtuous cycle.
The construction of the Caucasian Trolls' village had now been completed, but Gruul did not live here. The big guy who regarded many as their "master" lived alone in a stone house in Oditore Fortress. But he was learning the language every day. Speaking of which, this guy did not seem to be hopelessly stupid. At least he could speak much more fluently now.
Kuzkas joined the hunter team and became an excellent instructor and hunter captain. On the way, he quietly led the team that was preparing to hunt for magic crystals and saluted the lord. But it could be seen that he was very satisfied with the current situation. He who had always been expressionless could now chat with the other trolls from time to time.
Everything was fine.
Many breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the baron's mansion in Oditore Fortress.
He went straight to the secret room, quietly took out the petrified book and began to read it carefully.
The black-clothed man wielding Krillin's Blade that Becky mentioned, and the guy whose face she couldn't remember, seemed to be a familiar face in many people's minds. The guy who left without saying goodbye after a few words in Winricton. Even Madam Vasaki couldn't see through his strength. Speaking of which, it was also a very strange point of doubt.
What was the reason for all this?
The man in black was the man in the Azura Temple?
At the same time, he was the guy who had a big fight with Nairíos and left?
The statue at the door was him?
Who was he?
Gracier Oditore?