Quick travel god stick demeanor

"This is the Adventurer's Guild of Niflheim..." The young man stood at the entrance of the adventurer's guild. He straightened his pointed hat. Perhaps because of nervousness, the young man also straightened the collar of his cloak. He lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, clenched his fists and hesitated for a while, then mustered up the courage to walk in.

Magic Glory Continent, the world of sword and magic.Outside the well-ordered church is a paradise for adventurers.

Right now, the gentle young man has come to Niflheim in the southern part of the mainland - the famous land of fog.

Niflheim is located on a fertile plain with abundant water resources. The main artery of the continent, the Sarson River, runs across the plain. Numerous tributaries are like densely packed blood vessels all over Niflheim. Both sides of the Sarson River are full of prosperous human beings. Assembly point.

The Adventurer’s Guild here is considered to be a relatively well-known one on the Magic Glory Continent. Many adventurers will come here to receive entrustments in exchange for rewards. Niflheim has convenient transportation, and the personnel come from all over the world. Their identities are complicated, and it is inevitable that there will be some small conflicts. There are many powerful magicians and swordsmen sitting in the town.

This guild probably recruited alchemists. The whole building is like a steel monster with several floors high. Mechanical elevators transport people up and down. Many metal puppets walk around, picking up garbage on the ground, dragging Wipe the metal floor with a cloth until it looks shiny.

There are administrators sitting behind the counters, regardless of men and women, with enthusiastic smiles, providing services for adventurers.

Obviously, the young man is not familiar with this kind of place, and the anxiety and nervousness can be easily seen in his eyes.

He was handsome, with a bunch of brown hair tied behind his shoulders by a headband. There were many freckles on his cheeks. His facial features were only average, but the combination gave him a very comfortable feeling.

Many people looked at this nervous young man, recalled the first time they stepped into the Adventurer's Guild, and those ambitions, and showed good-natured smiles.

"Young man, go there! The administrators there will help you!" someone said in the crowd.

Being watched by so many eyes, the young man became even more nervous. In a state of confusion, he walked in the direction the man was pointing at.

Fortunately, the services of these administrators are quite thoughtful, and they provided detailed consulting services after collecting gold coins, which greatly eased the uneasiness of the young people.

There were many people coming and going in the hall where the task was released. Many young and strong swordsmen and magicians in cloaks came and went. The smiling lady looked patiently at the young man who hardly dared to look directly at her. It was like seeing his own son.

"It's very common for young adventurers like you. We have the most experience to provide you with the most thoughtful service." The official lady said a few words before saying, "Only if you can provide more specific requirements, we can find you." A task that is more in line with the requirements, what do you think?"

The voice was so soft that it was dripping water.

The young man's ears became more red, and he stammered: "Yes, you are right!"

Then he said all about his requirements for the task, and unknowingly, he also revealed a lot of his foundation.

The lady with crow's feet smiled more gently, like an elder or a mother, which made people unknowingly relax their guard.Then, she really provided young people with a lot of experienced advice from a professional perspective.

This is exactly what the young man lacked. Under the suggestion of the lady, he received several easy-to-use tasks and signed a contract with the lady.

There are two copies of the contract, one for the guild and one for the adventurer.

After signing, the administrator lady circled the received task with a quill, and sent the usual blessings and precautions to the young adventurer.

The eager young man walked out of the guild, looked up at the bright sun, and was very happy.

Like a deer that has seen the lush aquatic plants, he was full of hope, full of vigor, and walked around the street with enthusiasm for a long time. In addition to many things needed for doing tasks, he also bought a lot of messy things and stuffed them into his bag. and took it back to the hotel.

The young man opened the door.

There are two single beds in the room, and a young man is lying on a bed. He looks very tired. Hearing the sound, he only glanced at the young man with brown hair, half-raised his eyelids, and looked in a daze. Say hello, "Hey! Angus."

The young man closed the door, locked it, looked at his companion with a frown, and said, "You are too tired, go to sleep, Bill."

At this time, the childishness he showed outside disappeared, leaving only a sense of tranquility.

Familiar voices and familiar people filled Bill with a sense of security, and he indulged himself into a deep sleep.

As soon as the twelve o'clock bell struck, Cinderella's pumpkin carriage and beautiful dress disappeared, and she changed from a noble and beautiful princess to a gray girl.

The same is true for young people. Once the magic period expired, his disguise disappeared. From an ordinary young magician to an outstanding student of the Vatican Seminary, his big, round green eyes were as verdant as emeralds. Drops, the temperament is holy and quiet, making people bow their heads and be convinced as if seeing a god.

Two years have passed since the first trial.

This year's students have gone through countless trials, and the death rate in class one is the lowest. After two years, only a few people died, and they can be counted on one hand. Unlike some classes, even all of them have died. The army was wiped out.

Walking on the edge of life and death again and again like this, the students of the Vatican Theological Seminary are like long swords that have been polished. After seeing blood, most of them can break through themselves and become intermediate magicians after two years.

They are getting sharper, harder, and more in line with what the church expects of its members.

Of course, what the church wants are priests, not warriors, and it is only natural to wrap the long swords with scabbards.

Therefore, in the last year, the school recalled all the students and assigned the students in batches to excellent priests or bishops as interns.

The soldiers who come and go in the wind and rain put away their murderous aura one by one, learn to preside over mass and weddings, pray for the dying, confess for the penitent, treat the seriously ill, and even expel evil and darkness.

The hot trainee priest is fresh out of the oven.

Then, the school issued the final trial task.

Those who complete the task will become honorary students. This is the highest honor that students of the Vatican Seminary can receive during their schooling. The aloof Pope was once an honorary student.

The task requires all participants to conceal their identities, and the task will fail if their identities are leaked.

This is very unfavorable for students with pure light talent, because 90.00% of the light magicians on the mainland are church members or reserve soldiers, and using light magic is almost equivalent to revealing their identity.

Therefore they cannot use any magic.

For the sake of fairness, students with pure light talents can invite students from the Knight Academy to assist them in completing tasks, and the invitees must not refuse.

The last trial task is not a group task, nor is it a mandatory task. The team or alone is at the discretion of the participants, so some people go together, some people do the task alone, and some people simply do not participate in this trial .

Aphra was recommended to stay in school because of her outstanding performance. She happily accepted the invitation and became a teaching assistant, so she did not participate in this trial.

Except for her, all the students in the first class, as long as they can still breathe, participated in this trial and fought hard for the title of honor student.

This demonstration under the Pope's crown is really too tempting, like the juicy carrot hanging in front of the donkey.

Xie Ange chose to team up with Bill.

In the non-trial time of the past two years, Xie Ange has been learning space magic from Myers. Although he will not be able to tear apart the space and cross the space, he can draw a magic teleportation array and send himself and Bill to the space. It is still possible for Niflheim to seize the opportunity.

He used transfiguration magic before to change his appearance.

Withdrawing from the memories, Xie Ange took off his flat eyes and threw them on the bed, lightly untied the cloak and hung it on the coat hook, and walked into the bathroom.

After walking around for so long, Xie Ange couldn't bear to sweat again. Anyway, the hotel is in good condition, so he might as well take a shower to wash away the dust and fatigue.

While taking a shower, Xie Ange was still thinking about the information he found.

O Niflheim, place of the goddess's sigh.

There is the lament of bards.

In history, the Goddess of Light once led her believers to hunt down the demons. When she passed through Niflheim, she couldn't help but shed tears and sighed long after seeing the devastated people.

Since then, Niflheim has been called the land of fog, 360 days a year, [-] months, every night and morning is shrouded in fog, full of melancholy and sadness.

If the weather is good, the sun can also dispel the fog. If the weather is bad, Niflheim will be shrouded in fog all day long.

Niflheim is famous across the continent for its great wealth and countless ancient ruins.

This is also Xie Ange's destination.

His mission will unfold here.

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