What kind of nonsense is this, that you'd be chosen by the gods and favored by all the gods?

wack?

I?

Lyle pointed to himself with some surprise, while Cohen looked at the two of them with equal confusion.

"What's going on here?"

Lyle looked at the startled girl and, somewhat helplessly, told Kevin about the way they had come.

However, in his account, they were a group of traveling merchants, and he was the accompanying priest.

"So that's how it is..."

After hearing this, Ke Wen was speechless and looked at Elsa behind him.

"Elsa, why are you deliberately giving people the wrong directions?"

"I'm just worried they'll cause trouble for the town..."

After saying that, she peeked out from behind Cowen's heavy armor and stuck her tongue out at Lyle.

However, this incident did ease the awkward atmosphere considerably.

Lyle looked at the Dea fruit in the fruit basket and stroked his chin.

Ke Wen noticed his confusion.

"This is the Dea fruit, a food that can quickly boost spirits and restore concentration."

"It's also a specialty of our Reed City, produced in the golden Deya Forest outside the city."

"A section that every soldier should read carefully."

How to regain concentration?

Lyle's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and picked one up.

"Can I try?"

Seeing that Cohen and Elsa did not object, he threw it into his mouth.

However, the next moment, his facial features instantly contorted.

Sour! Bitter! Spicy!

Crack! That choked me to death!

"Holy crap!"

He couldn't help but swear, and then, covering his face with his hands, he spat out the food residue with tears streaming down his face.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Elsa and Cohen burst out laughing almost simultaneously upon seeing this.

Now Lyle finally understood why the other party said this was an essential part of the warrior's experience.

However, after the initial strange smell subsided, Lyle actually felt his mental state recover.

"Hehehe... In fact, Dea fruit sold as a commodity should undergo a certain amount of pickling, at least to remove the bitter taste."

"To eat raw fruit, that takes a lot of courage!"

Seeing that their plan to trick people had succeeded, Elsa and Cowen gave each other a high five with sly smiles.

Lyle finally came to his senses, looking at the two of them with a dark expression:

"The Dea Fruit... is truly impressive."

After this farce, the awkward atmosphere was completely swept away.

Ke Wen's smile faded.

"Mr. Lyle, we are so sorry that we have nothing to offer you as you travel here."

"It's alright." Lyle waved his hands repeatedly. "They are all believers of the Covenant Gods, there's nothing to apologize for."

"I had long heard that Reed City was the hometown of warriors, and now seeing these buildings, these unique cultures and arts... it truly lives up to its reputation."

However, Kevin shook his head.

"That's not the case. The title of 'the hometown of warriors' is not derived from those arts and culture."

"What truly determines everything is the town's ancient culture of combat techniques."

Combat skills?

What is this thing?

Lyle was quite surprised to hear about this entirely new concept, and showed a curious expression.

"Um..."

After a moment of contemplation, Ke Wen raised the greatsword in his hand and said:

"Just as your Covenant Church focuses on the power of prayer in the realm of destiny and covenant, we, as the original believers of Suen Mozer, also benefit from the wisdom given by God."

"This is combat technique."

"Use yourself as a benchmark, communicate with the spiritual, and then draw power from the spirit world to strengthen yourself."

"And the initial power we gained was the mystical nourishment we obtained from hunting monsters with extraordinary attributes and from the spoils of war."

Immediately afterwards, Lyle clearly saw the greatsword in Koven's hand begin to heat up, catch fire, and become red-hot.

Without a doubt, the destructive power of this sword strike is far greater than that of a sword cut.

Communicating with the spirit world?

Lyle recalled the occult knowledge he had obtained from the goddess of fate and reminisced about the composition of this world.

In the current esoteric worldview, the world is believed to have existed in an initial, highly aggregated chaotic form. Subsequently, the first creator appeared and divided it into six "orders".

"Preface" is the static structure of the world.

The original creator divided chaos into two: a clear and pure power and a chaotic and impure power. The latter was placed on the outermost layer of the world, which is the first order, the "Outer Realm".

Then, with great power, a dome was cast, like the shell of an egg; this is the second order, "Dome".

This permanently separates the pollution of the outer realms from the purity of the inner world.

Pure and unadulterated power spontaneously evolved into mountains and land, rivers and lakes, which are the prototypes of the third order "reality".

The story of humans and gods unfolds here.

After a long period of rest, the Creator made some modifications to the Third Order, patiently extracting the ever-changing information within it, thus creating the Fourth Order, the "Spirit Realm".

Wonderful and magnificent creations, dragons of the heart, and elves are all related to this.

Having learned from the birth of the spirit world, and further categorizing the illogical yin forces in the material world, the fifth order, "the Netherworld," came into being.

Ghosts and evil spirits are often seen here.

Finally, there are those things whose nature is complex and whose fate is unknown, stored separately deep within the earth, like the sixth order, "Deep Earth," which is like a storeroom or kitchen sink.

The deep earth is the most mysterious existence in the mysticism; no one has a sufficient understanding of its existence.

The knowledge mentioned above is only at an introductory level in the world's mysticism.

Even the little devils at the dojo know.

The essence of combat skills is to communicate with the spirit world and one's own spirit through personal spiritual power in order to draw upon power for combat.

This is not entirely the same as prayer, which is simply drawing strength from the divine and requires confirmation of the other party's response.

Overall, it's not as convenient as combat skills.

"That's amazing." Lyle waved his hand helplessly. "It's a pity I'm not a warrior, otherwise I could have experienced combat skills firsthand."

After hearing this, Ke Wen laughed heartily.

"Haha... We are all believers of the covenant gods. If you are lucky enough to receive a response from Suenmozer, you may also embark on the path of a warrior."

However... he muttered to himself.

However, this is impossible... Look how weak this guy is. Suenmozer is not a merciful god and will never accept offerings from the weak.

and...

Knights are better than priests!

Undoubtedly—

But at that moment, Ke Wen's expression suddenly changed, and he became very serious.

He looked toward the gate and shouted sternly.

"Who's there! Come out!"

Lyle turned his head and saw a familiar figure darting out from the doorway.

It's that mute girl.

"Don't worry, it's my companion."

Lyle waved, signaling the other person to come forward.

"Didn't I tell you to go see a doctor to check your throat? What's wrong—"

Before he could finish speaking, the mute girl reached out and returned all the coins in her hand.

"This... you couldn't find it? Or is it that the doctor you found couldn't solve your problem?"

The mute girl stared intently into Lyle's eyes and nodded emphatically.

"Strange thing..."

Lyle scratched his head, unsure of what to do.

"What happened?"

Cohen stepped forward, and Lyle did not hide anything from him, giving a general account of the mute girl's situation.

"Strange... The herbalist in town is quite skilled, yet he has absolutely no clue?"

Then, Kevin suddenly fell silent, looking seriously at the mute girl.

"wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

Ke Wen circled around the mute girl, making her very uncomfortable.

However, Kevin's expression grew increasingly serious and strange.

He stared intently at the mute girl before finally uttering a slow, deliberate sentence.

"you..."

Why is there no heartbeat?