Chapter 229 The God Who Knows Necromancy...

Naturally, Rody didn't talk about this kind of topic with Akasha because he was bored.

Although the definition of Akasha is the team role of "Nurse", as a modern person, Roddy is very clear that... If you want a team to cooperate with each other, a mechanical relationship between superiors and subordinates is completely unworkable.

A team that understands and trusts each other and is willing to share common topics and goals can survive in a healthy and positive way.

Of course, in the previous games, Roddy basically never played the role of "leader", so he didn't have much practical experience in building a strong team, and the "theory" mentioned in the above sentence, It is also the knowledge brought out by forum theorists.

So it's not difficult to explain why Roddy talked about this "sensitive" topic - presumably his understanding of the word "trust" is probably only at the level of "sharing secrets".

"Actually, what happened this time was for Angmar to see. If we want to take Kig Town, we will naturally have to pay a bargaining chip. Ansardin's list can only be used as a reference. If we really want to arrest all the traitors, we must A piece of paper is never enough…”

Seeing Akasha's expression in a daze, Rody knew that she was not good at thinking about such things, so he could only pause for a moment and said with a smile: "Then let me change the subject, the book I taught you today contains some things about spells, Can you understand this?"

This is finally Akasha's field of interest. She has a good memory and is obsessed with magic, so the content of this "Energy Essence" really suits her appetite. After thinking about it, Akasha replied: "I can only understand some concept, but I think ... the book is a little bit over the top.”

"It's indeed exaggerated. The high elves have always been an exaggerated race, but I advise you to believe the exaggerated information." Rody took a sip from his water glass, "These books seem inconspicuous, but those great magisters want to get them. , I guess they are willing to risk their lives."

Akasha opened her eyes wide in surprise, confirming that Rody was not joking, and then realized what level the book she had just read... But after thinking for a moment, she asked suspiciously: "But according to its According to the saying, it seems that even the alchemy can be counted in the arcane system, and 'the necromancy, it seems, is not much different from the alder..."

This theory surprised Rody: "Huh? Really? Why didn't I see it?"

"It's the part about the composition of spells..." Akasha Xueba's talent is full, and even recited that part at this time, which made Luo Di dumbfounded, but at the same time he had to admit that this "Nurse" although watching I stood up blankly, but learning something was almost exaggerated.

"Of course, this is just a theory. If it is practice, it is estimated that it is still far away. It is probably not a realistic thing for a holy priest to cast the 'finger of death.

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Roddy shrugged. In the seven years before the time travel, he had never been exposed to anything similar to "Element Theory". The concept of spells in his head basically comes from the player's experience and forums. When it comes to these advanced and complicated "spell knowledge" in the game, he can be said to know nothing.

"Since you're interested, I'll leave the book for you to read first, and feel free to ask me any words you don't understand."

After thinking for a while, Rody reached out and picked up "Energy Essence" and handed it to Akasha, then grabbed a bundle of scrolls from the desk—"You should be able to use these scrolls, take them with you, and you can use them in case of accidents." Used as an aid."

"Thank...thank you."

Akasha was extremely surprised. The "spell scroll" was an absolutely rare item, and it was almost a bottom card for any spellcaster. Luo Di gave more than ten cards as soon as she said yes, which made her feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in addition to being pleasantly surprised.

After chatting casually for a few words, Akasha carried these things back to her bedroom - it was still early, and the sentinels outside the manor had already changed, so she naturally didn't have to go and keep watching. Realizing that there was nothing to do, Akasha sat at the table and continued to read the "Energy Essence".

The pale autumn sunlight shone into the house, and the precious scrolls stacked together left a row of messy shadows on the table, but what Rody and Akasha didn't notice was... all of them should belong to the "curse" spells. In the pile of scrolls, two scrolls labeled "Exclusive to Necromancers" were inadvertently mixed in by Rody.

Akasha was unaware of this. She lowered her head and read the high elf language she had learned today. Her lips imitated holding those letters and words. When she occasionally thought of Rody's words, she couldn't help frowning slightly——

"Holy priests cast necromancy... Is such a thing possible?"

When the beautiful pastor had doubts in his heart, a speech with a similar topic was going on in the lecture hall of the "Holy Temple" of the "Rosary Cross" sect thousands of miles away.

"... Regarding the essence of the alchemy technique, my personal understanding is roughly this, and there can be more progress in theory, but you all know that I prefer to proceed from reality-then I will show you the magic technique Come and see, what can you see?"

This is a clean and bright square hall, and the heavy historical atmosphere permeates this ancient building built six hundred years ago. The "Oakley Lecture Hall" can accommodate 300 people, but there are only 20 or 30 people sitting here at this time. The audience are wearing simple white robes, and most of them have unusually young faces.

"Stuart, what do you think?"

Above the podium, a hale and silver-haired old man waved his hand slightly, and not far in front of him, a young boy who seemed to be only fifteen years old answered the question softly——

"Professor George, I don't think the light-attributed alchemy is necessarily different from the elements manipulated by the elementalists. Perhaps under certain conditions, their divisions are not as deep as we have now defined..."

"Hmm - good idea, I have worked hard towards the direction you said, but I haven't found that 'specific condition yet,'" the professor on the podium has a scholarly demeanor, and his words are gentle but powerful, "Just because you can't find it doesn't mean you can't find it, Stuart, you're right. So—Miss Sally, what do you think?"

"Professor George, since the original name of alchemy comes from gods, why is it discussed and compared with elements? I have read a lot of information. Regarding the birth of elements and the birth of alder art, the book gives Two completely different answers were given. The source of their power is different, but they can be summed up in the same point. Although it is true in front of the eyes, the main reason is whether it is due to the change of human will, rather than the source of power. own 'awareness,'?"

Sally's answer formed a rhetorical question. Her strong and independent personality, coupled with her status as the Duke's daughter, made her exude a charming temperament, so that the fifteen or sixteen-year-old children in the lobby could not help His eyes cast over.

"A good entry point, you have grasped two of the key points - whether the energy has 'consciousness,'? Here..."

In the afternoon, Professor George’s speech finally ended. The talented young people in the lecture hall dispersed after saluting. Sally picked up her book and relieved her slightly tired body. The schedule on the paper, while walking towards the outside of the lecture hall.

This is the "Holy Temple", the core of the "Rose Cross" that countless priests look up to.

Here, "talent" seems to be the least valuable thing - Sally is outstanding in the Efta territory, but in the "Holy Temple", the progress of her practice is not as good as those young "classmates", so The only thing she can do is to study harder and try her best not to be left too far behind...

Thinking about the books that she needed to read through the night today, Sally rubbed her eyes, and when she raised her head tiredly, she suddenly froze——in front of the door of the "Saint Laurent Cathedral", a familiar figure was greeting her.

"My lord the bishop."

Sally hurriedly saluted Rubens, and the latter smiled and raised his hand to stop it—although it was a relationship between "recommended" and "recommended", but because of Angmar and Rody, Rubens treated Sally extremely well. trust and closeness

At this time, he was holding a letter in his hand, and Sally had been staring at the letter since seeing him, so he handed the letter over directly and said: "There is such news, I guess you can I feel more at ease.

After opening the crimson wax seal, Sally quickly revealed a look of surprise after reading the contents—"Roddy... actually killed that guy? He...was he not injured?"

Such words made Rubens a little funny: "You are not worried about Angmar's safety."

Seeing that Sally was blushing a little, he didn't try to show off any more: "Roddy is unharmed, and now he has become the focus of attention in the sect, and many actions in the sect will be related to him—presumably Tasman's Guys will pay dearly for this..."

Hearing these words, Sally couldn't help being a little dazed: "Roddy...has such influence?

"Taking advantage of the situation, he has a sensitivity to the current situation that our group of old guys can't match." Rubens acquiesced to Sally's words, "But now he is in an equally dangerous position... The order is put down, although the trend is set. , but what I am worried about is not only the influence of the undead among the nobles, but also the erosion of the sect by these guys

"So today, I want you to write a letter to Angmar, secretly..."

Rubens said something in a low voice, and Sally's face became slightly serious. After listening, she looked around and asked in a low voice, "There are also traitors in the sect?"

Rubens sighed slightly, and said helplessly, "I'd rather believe in you and Roddy, but I can't trust some people in the sect...It's really ridiculous to say such a thing."

These are some heartfelt words, he shook his head, and then solemnly said: "Write the letter as soon as possible, and then practice with peace of mind, don't bring up such a topic to the second person."

Rubens whispered a few words, Sally nodded yes, and then this old man with a high position in the sect quickly left. And Sally looked at the old man's back, but couldn't help but worry about that guy who was still stirring up the situation on the other side of the kingdom...

Roddy, be careful.