Chapter 1295 Lights

Weak but tough, the light in the glass cover is small, but it tenaciously creates a discussion area in this dark room.

When looking at it, one can even feel the slight beat of the latter's heartbeat.

"What's the meaning?"

Olintel did not give more observation time, and his words before being paid aroused a strong response.

"Your comments about Mr. Winslow seem a little too condescending."

Fu Qian shook his head and looked around.

"It was his choice to deceive himself, not yours. Do you really think you have the power to change that?"

"why not?"

"Simple, in my judgment, after you tell Mr. Winslow about the conversation just now, his reaction will be to express deep gratitude and still stick to his original view."

"So you seem to have the power to tell the truth or not. In fact, the nature of the matter is still completely determined by his will."

"You are too eager to find your own advantage over him, which will make you lose faster."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on one point.

In the vague shadow in the corner, there were more than one lantern piled up.

"Me? Lost to an ordinary person?"

Olintel was already a bit angry and laughing.

"You have already lost once, even in terms of charm. By the way, can the lamp over there be lit? The light here is really not very good, or does your injury require a dark environment to recuperate?"

Fu Qian said casually and gestured towards the corner with his chin.

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"No need, just do whatever you want."

Obviously being pricked with blood by this sentence, Olintel took a few breaths before speaking again.

"But don't worry, no one is hiding in an invisible corner."

"Then I'm relieved. As a polite person, I tend to cause as little disturbance as possible."

Nod before paying.

"It's hard for me to refute this. After all, it seems that they haven't discovered you yet...so do you want to just sit back and wait, or do you want to explain your intention before then?"

Olintel had a cold face, and while confirming Fu Qian's low-key statement, he made it clear that it would be a matter of time before he was discovered.

"It's very simple, just come for a follow-up visit to see how your recovery is going."

Fu went to point at his face.

"That special scar... it turns out you did it on purpose!"

This honesty was obviously unexpected, and Olintel was stunned for a moment, then quickly gritted his teeth.

"Yes, it was intentional. Besides, it seems that the saints of your sect have very good medical skills."

"So you want to know how?"

Olintel sneered, determined not to even think about it.

"No, relatively speaking, I am more interested in the standards of saints. Is it convenient for you to share them?"

However, Fu Qian shook his head again.

"...Saint is the abbreviation of a member of the Concord Temple, and is also the decision-maker of the order's affairs."

As if to confirm that he was not joking, Olintel was stunned for a moment before actually speaking.

"As long as you master the taboo-level Star Law, you will be qualified to enter the temple."

Taboo level...

Before paying, I thought of the withering flesh and blood of this unique artist as a child.

"Looks like you've got it?"

"So I was already undergoing assessment."

Olintel did not deny it.

He is indeed a young man with a bright future, he seems to be even better than Reginald.

Fu Qian sighed with admiration in his heart.

If this world is really a nightmare, then the basis of the nightmare is actually a bit high.

At the same time, he reached the first important conclusion of his trip.

The dimensional poison was undoubtedly expelled by Star Law.

The caster is still a much duller human saint than Jacques and the Sons of the Stars.

However, the apoptotic scars that gave all the gods a headache were cleaned up without leaving a trace.

It can only be said that the laws and regulations have proved their "power and correctness".

"Assuming you really came to see my recovery, I'm curious what the purpose of this is?"

After being silent for a while, Olintel finally couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't I say that before?"

Fu Qian looked confused about this.

"I wanted to compete with the religious group on their medical skills, so I tried to diagnose difficult and complicated diseases. I have to say that the performance of the saints surprised me, and they did not waste any of my efforts."

Compare medical skills...

Olintel was so shocked by this ridiculous answer that he didn't even know how to answer it.

This is the disadvantage of being bound by stereotypes, and sincere communication becomes difficult.

I sighed before paying.

He was not talking nonsense. The purpose of leaving the dimensional poison was to see the result of comparing the size of Star Law with it.

After confirming the results, it is enough to know that the saints of the Order can do it, and the specific operation method is not important at all.

It's a pity that Olintel obviously can't understand this and only feels that he is not sincere.

The atmosphere was a little stiff for a moment, but the next moment a bright light flashed, and the visibility in the silent and dark hall suddenly increased, and even continued to increase.

Fu Qian looked up and saw that among the pile of lanterns he had just discovered, one was slowly lighting up, but there was no one around him.

Such a magical scene obviously relieved the awkward atmosphere.

For example, out of the corner of his eye, Olintel breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

"You said it right, it seems to have really lit it up."

Facing his gaze, Fu Qian stood up and walked forward in a chatting tone.

The self-igniting lantern is similar to the one in Olintel's hand, and the flickering light in it seems to be about the same brightness.

But that's just a look. Fu Qian knows that the two are far from the same concept.

Standing here at a close distance, you can feel the connection between this light and yourself even more.

That's right, the first time he saw it, Fu Qian knew that the fire was lit by himself.

To be more precise, it was ignited by the fire of my own life.

But under the resonance at this moment, it has become a symbol of one's own life, and extinguishing it represents death.

Such a domineering binding can easily be thought of as coming from the law that just proved itself.

"You even started it, feel it?"

Olintel's voice came from behind at the right time, with unmistakable pleasure.

"I'm sorry I forgot to mention something. It's true that no one else is ambushing you, because it's enough for me to welcome you by myself."

"It takes time for this light to light up. The only thing I have to do is let you sit in this room for a while, and I know that won't be difficult because you are so conceited."

"I always feel that I can see through everything and have control over all changes. How could such a person leave so easily?"

"you flatter me."

Faced with this showdown-style speech, he spoke modestly, but his expression was completely unfazed.

The next moment, he reached out and picked up the lantern in a smart way, experiencing this special feeling.

Finally, I didn't waste too long.

If he just wanted to see if the dimensional poison could be cured, he could have left at the first glance of the meeting just now.