Celestial Mage

Chapter 235 Could It Be An Evil Dream? (44)

On the first day of building the town, I spent most of the day drawing the town planning map, which took a lot of energy.

He didn't sleep much last night. Before 8 o'clock, Rosen felt a little tired, so he got into the bedding early and lay down.

Serrandis thought he was ill, and asked with concern: "Did you catch a cold last night?"

After finishing speaking, he complained: "I told you not to come, but you still want to come. How uncomfortable it would be if you were sick."

Gendeloni didn't understand: "What are you talking about?"

Rosen coughed lightly: "It's okay, I'm just tired."

He yawned and closed his eyes to sleep.

But after lying down for a while, Harrick's voice came from outside the tent: "Mayor, Xia Bolai asked me to ask you, will there be an attack tonight?"

Rosen thought for a moment and responded loudly.

"Lofanle and Diego have all fled, and the mage who made the rebellion has never shown up. There may still be a night attack. Tell him to pay attention, and then call the mages to strengthen the walls around the highland."

"Okay, but the city wall has been greatly reinforced. It is currently 10 meters high and 10 meters thick. It shouldn't be breached, right?"

Rosen was completely relieved when he heard it, thought for a while, and said: "If there is a night attack, the opponent will definitely change the attack method, such as asking Digo to throw boulders on the high ground."

"You get the people as close to the bottom of the city wall as possible, and spread them out as much as possible, so as not to be hit by boulders."

"understood."

Harrick left.

Rosen yawned again: "Anna, Jenny, you can do whatever you want, I'll go to bed first."

Not long after the words fell, two warm and soft bodies crawled into the bedding.

Gendeloni said: "Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health."

Serrandis also laughed: "It's not good to study spells in the tent, so it's better to go to bed early."

Rosen had no objection, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

I thought I would sleep until dawn, but when I fell asleep, someone yelled in a daze.

He was familiar with this feeling.

So I 'woke up' and followed the sound.

After passing through an extremely dark passage, his eyes lighted up slightly, and he found himself standing on a high mountain cliff with a bright moon above his head and a white jade palace in front of him.

A few spell lamps were lit in the palace, neither bright nor dark, and Alf Ruoya, who was only wearing a white dress, was concentrating on dancing a very elegant and fairy-like dance.

It is a bit similar to the flying dance of the earth, but it also has the unique charm of the other world. Coupled with the dancer's slim figure and jade-like appearance, it is very pleasing to the eye.

Rosen knew immediately that his soul had been summoned.

Sure enough, Alfruya kept dancing as if no one else was around, and only turned to look at Rosen, and then the voice rang out.

"I was bored, and suddenly felt that you were chanting my name, and there seemed to be something pleading in my heart, so I called you to ask."

Rosen was taken aback, and thought to himself: "Is it so sensitive?" '

Alfred Ya's voice sounded immediately.

"Smart mortals have a common problem, that is, insincere words. Fortunately, I am already familiar with your character, and I can roughly guess your true thoughts."

"Actually, it's not that I'm sensitive, but that your magic power is strong enough, and I pay enough attention to you."

"After all, I am your receiving Holy Spirit. If your body is damaged, I must rush to pick up your soul as soon as possible."

"If you are an ordinary mortal without power, even if you repeat me a hundred times, I won't feel it."

Rosen understood, so he seized this rare opportunity and directly stated his needs.

"Holy One, what should I do to get more soul knowledge?"

After listening to Alfroya, she continued to dance non-stop, but her movements slowed down, as if she was thinking.

"I remember I told you that because you killed someone with the secret method of borrowing fire and violated the third golden rule, I can no longer teach you soul knowledge."

Of course Rosen remembered this. Seeing the other party's indifferent expression, he guessed that this time there was no chance. He felt a little disappointed, so he shrugged.

"Okay, then pretend I didn't ask."

Of course, there is no play this time, so just ask again next time you find a chance.

As long as Alfria doesn't turn his back completely, he will try to find out.

Unexpectedly, Alfroya's words changed again.

"It is my brother's request not to teach you soul knowledge. Although I agree, it is me in the past who agrees to this matter. It is also my brother in the past who made the request."

Rosen was dumbfounded: "Holy One, your brother probably won't agree with such a statement."

Isn't this just playing rogue.

"Just don't let him know anyway, you won't let him know, will you?"

Rosen nodded immediately: "Of course I will keep my mouth shut."

"So, of course I can tell you more soul knowledge, but there are no rewards for no reason in this world."

While speaking, Alf Ruoya kicked the ground lightly, and her body floated to Rosen as lightly as a flying girl.

Also because of the fluttering, the white skirt on her body was blown by the airflow, clinging to her body, showing a graceful curve.

Rosen took a look, and a thought flashed in his mind: "The clothes are so thin, can't they be pajamas?" '

Then, he immediately flashed back the experience he had encountered in the arena of the gods, and immediately restrained his mind, bowed his head and saluted.

As a result of saluting, a gust of mountain wind happened to blow at the entrance of the main hall, and Alfroya's skirt was blown away a little, revealing her snow-white bare feet and half of her calf.

Subconsciously, Rosen squinted again, and then simply closed his eyes, but the image in his mind was still there, and another thought popped up in his mind.

"The daughter of the God of Gold looks really good~ This is in my material library, and it has caught up to the level of stunning beauty."

Fortunately, he is well-informed, if it is a local young man, or an uncle who fears the gods.

Seeing such stunning beauty, she would definitely bow down under her pomegranate skirt without hesitation and become a glorious god's licking dog.

Less than two seconds later, Alfroya's indifferent voice came from above his head.

"Can all integers greater than five really be written as the sum of three base numbers?"

Rosen was shocked: "Holy One, are you still obsessed with this question?"

Alfroya didn't answer and asked instead: "I want to know the answer."

Rosen shook his head decisively.

"I've tried all kinds of methods, but I really can't solve it."

"I can feel that what you said is true, which makes me very disappointed and very frustrated. I can finally understand Father God's retreat."

Alfroya's voice was no longer as indifferent as usual, but really showed deep disappointment, obviously speaking the truth.

She sighed: "Father God has been pursuing the eternal state wholeheartedly, and has continued for several centuries, but he has never been able to succeed. His mood will only be darker than mine at this moment."

As she said that, she walked down the white jade steps, came up to Luo Sen, put her hand on Luo Sen's chin, and gently lifted his face.

Then, Rosen saw a pair of eyes full of loneliness.

"Young mortal mage, if you can't give me the answer, then find a way to help me get rid of this attachment."

"Otherwise, one day I can't help it anymore, I might recruit you into the Kingdom of God in advance, and ask you to help me find the answer every day."

This is not a threat, just a calm statement.

There was only one sentence in Rosen's mind: "Come on, you hurt someone a thousand, and you hurt yourself a thousand and five." '

How to solve it?

After much deliberation, it is nothing more than a way to divert attention.

So Rosen said: "I accidentally thought of a new question, which may help the saint adjust his depression."

"You'd better say something that you know the answer yourself. Driving me crazy won't do you any good."

Rosen laughed dryly: "I came up with this question by accident. I had a clear idea of ​​how to solve the problem, but I didn't write it down because I didn't have enough manuscript paper at the time."

"For you, it should make no difference whether you write or not. Since you have the idea to solve the problem, you will definitely be able to give the answer in the end."

"So, just say it."

So Rosen came up with the Mersenne prime conjecture.

This conjecture is very simple, but it requires a huge amount of calculations, and the algorithm is also very simple, and it can be calculated to be wrong in the end.

This should divert the other party's attention for a long time.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Alf Ruoya was shocked: "Well, this really diverted my attention a lot."

"Then my reward?"

"There is no reward. Soul knowledge is very precious, and what you give is too little. Of course, I will remember your contribution this time. If you accumulate more, I will reward you."

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What could Rosen say?

The thing is in the hands of a 25-star super mage, and he can't grab it. If the other party doesn't give it to him, he can't kneel down and beg for it, right?

"Holy One, then I will take my leave."

Unexpectedly, Alfroya suddenly raised one leg and placed her snow-white foot twenty centimeters in front of Rosen's eyes.

"Don't you want to see it, I'll show you enough, it's part of the reward this time."

'Huh? '

Rosen was a little upset. Although he was indeed very good-looking, he didn't lack for women, so he felt that the other party's slightly shapeless behavior was to amuse him.

Of course, if the opponent is the Golden God himself, Rosen can only endure it if he does this, because the Golden God belongs to the absolute superior that he can never resist.

But Alfredo is different.

Alfria is the daughter of the Golden God, not particularly powerful among all the children, and Rosen's allegiance is to the Golden God instead of her.

If Rosen was really going to be in a hurry, it would be a big deal for him to seek refuge with other Holy Spirits.

Since there is room for choice, there is naturally room for bargaining.

Moreover, he must also protest to indirectly discipline the other party's attitude towards him and prevent himself from being underestimated by him.

So, with a solemn face, he pushed back neither softly nor hard.

"Holy One, I respect God, and because you are God's daughter, I also respect you, but you shouldn't humiliate me like this!"

Alfroya was taken aback, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Ah, do you think that's humiliating?"

She immediately withdrew her feet and bowed slightly to Rosen.

"It seems that I guessed your mind wrongly. I thought you would like it. I apologize to you."

Of course Rosen liked it. Seeing that the other party's apology was sincere, he explained it seriously.

"Holy One, I naturally think you are beautiful, but this is human nature and a faithful response to the facts."

Alfroya asked, "Then why did you refuse?"

"Because I think that the external beauty of the body is not worth pursuing specially. It is lucky to have it, and it doesn't matter if you can't have it. Its value is far less than knowledge."

He looked up at Alfroya with clear and firm eyes.

"Holy One, you use your body as a reward, which not only lowers your own worth, but also greatly despises me, so I think this is a kind of humiliation."

Alfroya understood and nodded in agreement.

"You're right. Compared with momentary physical pleasure, eternal knowledge is really worth pursuing."

After a pause, she said, "Don't stand at the door and blow the mountain wind, go into the hall and talk."

She turned around and walked towards the palace, just as another gust of mountain wind blew by, blowing her dress close to her body again.

Rosen glanced at it, then lowered his eyes again, and his heart moved secretly.

"What's going on this time? Why does the Holy Spirit keep challenging my bad habits?"

"Or, this is not actually the Holy Spirit, but a dream disguised by an evil spirit."

But after thinking about it, I felt wrong.

"If it's not the Holy Spirit, why do you know the Goldbach conjecture I proposed? And why can you see through my thoughts many times?"

He was a little vigilant in his heart, so he stood on the steps of the main hall, wondering if he should follow in.

Alfreda stopped and turned to look at Rosen with a puzzled look on her face.

"I feel the suspicion and vigilance in your heart, why do you have such thoughts?"

Now that the words were out of the way, Rosen said bluntly, "Because the saints tonight are not the same as before."

Alfroya just smiled, not an indifferent smile, but a real smile.

"You've only seen me a few times, how can you compare it with the past?"

"Of course, as a mage, you should be vigilant, but this time you used the wrong target."

Seeing that Rosen still didn't move, she also stopped, turned around and looked at him seriously.

"Master Rosen, this is not the God Realm, but a corner of the mortal world. Your soul is tough and can withstand the harsh mountain wind for a while, but it will eventually hurt you."

"It's a coincidence that I came to you this time, and I do have something important to discuss with you. It's about the ancient evil god Zainaro, and it's also related to your friend Vivian."

Rosen's heart trembled slightly, and at the same time another gust of mountain wind blew, making his back feel chilly, and his whole body felt a little chilly.

It seems that what the other party said is correct, the soul really can't be blown too much.

So, he saluted again: "Thank you saint for your care."

Only then did he walk into the White Jade Hall.

Alfreda turned around again and walked to the depths of the hall.

"The spiritual dream is different from the summoning of the temple. Without the support of Faol's priest, the dream will be a little unstable. Therefore, we have to discuss it in detail in the requiem warming room on the second floor."

(End of this chapter)