In the name of the true god

False God...

True God...

The Year of Divine Descent...

The prophecy of the 450th year of the religious calendar is just two years away.

"Edmund was…" Tang Ping frowned, ""What year was he executed?"

"427," the middle-aged bartender stated the exact date without hesitation. "I witnessed that execution firsthand in the Royal Capital Square when I was young; I'll never forget it..."

Tang Ping mentally pieced together the timeline.

He encountered Edmund from 419 in the mysterious space.

Between 419 and 427, he will rapidly grow into the most powerful entanglement wizard in history, and will eventually be arrested and executed by the church.

And before his death, he prophesied that 450 years later, twenty-three years after his death, the only true god would descend upon the world to slay evil spirits.

But... what a coincidence?

Tang Ping noticed the key point—

Edmund was publicly executed in the Catholic calendar year 427, which was also the year Jude, the original owner of this body, was born.

Because rings of different shapes intersect in a mysterious space, and the times of death and birth highly overlap.

Given the coincidence, Tang Ping was more inclined to believe that there was some connection hidden within that he was unaware of.

However, he had almost no idea how to find out the truth, since even whether he could re-enter the mysterious space was currently unknown.

Eh...

Does this mean that activating the ring requires some prerequisites?

Tang Ping's thinking diverged, shifting from analyzing the timeline to controlling variables.

Before entering the mysterious space, I selectively did three things.

The first thing was to set fire to the basement.

The second thing was to go back to the cheap apartment to rest.

The third thing was that she took the initiative to put on the ring.

I've tried the latter two repeatedly but there's been no reaction. Could it be that I really have to set the fire again? From now on, I'll set it once and it will work...

When this involves wizards and resonance sorcerers, their lives are in danger.

Even becoming a legendary arsonist can still cost you your head...

"Your dark bread and stew."

The middle-aged bartender brought over two dishes. The aroma of the stew, along with the rising steam, filled Tang Ping's nostrils, causing him, who had long suffered from illness and had a poor appetite, to salivate.

He didn't have time to think about those headaches anymore, and immediately scooped up a spoonful of stew and put it in his mouth.

hot!

It's so hot!

However, whether it was because he was too hungry or because the stew was really delicious, Tang Ping couldn't bring himself to vomit even after exhaling several times.

After swallowing it whole, he took another bite of the dark bread.

Even the dry, hard dark bread tasted a little better thanks to the stew.

After taking several large bites, the hunger that had been making his stomach ache was significantly relieved, and Tang Ping's eating habits became somewhat more restrained.

He calmed himself down and savored a few bites of the stew.

The dish was stewed until it was very mushy, to the point of being overcooked. It was hard to tell what was mixed in from the appearance, but the taste confirmed that it contained potatoes, carrots, and onions, which he didn't like.

Fortunately, the onion flavor wasn't too strong, and compared to his hunger, he could completely tolerate it.

"Smack."

Tang Ping then broke the hard, dark bread into several pieces, mixed them into the stew, and used the little broth to soften the bread as much as possible so that it could be chewed and swallowed more easily.

Ten minutes or so passed.

Tang Ping used the last piece of black bread to scrape the stew plate until it looked as if it had been washed, and then stuffed it into his mouth with satisfaction.

The middle-aged bartender stepped forward at the opportune moment: "Would you like another light beer?"

"Have a drink," Tang Ping said, smacking his lips.

The stew was a bit salty, and finishing it all in one go definitely required a beer to elevate the experience.

Watching the middle-aged bartender pour more drinks, Tang Ping, having satisfied his hunger, felt his sluggish brain come alive again. Remembering that he still had something to ask, he spoke up as the bartender pushed the glass back in front of him: "I suddenly remembered that I heard an interesting tidbit of gossip somewhere else before."

"What news?" the middle-aged bartender asked politely.

"It is said that a few years ago, a nobleman in the capital eloped with a commoner."

The middle-aged bartender didn't take it seriously: "There will always be some young people who act impulsively and do things they think are very free."

Seeing that the bartender's reaction wasn't strong, Tang Ping added, "It's two men."

The bartender paused, then nodded to himself, "That's really crazy..."

"You haven't heard of it?" Tang Ping confirmed.

"No, I've never heard of that." The middle-aged bartender shrugged.

Oops.

Even the bartenders, who frequented taverns and were surrounded by all sorts of news, had no recollection of this, which at least indicated that the matter had not spread widely in the capital.

That's actually quite reasonable.

While it's certainly sensational for a nobleman to come out as gay, a nobleman who values ​​his reputation above all else would certainly not allow such news to leak out.

Should we try to find a way to explore the situation in the wealthy area in the eastern part of the capital?

You can give it a try, but it's best not to have too high expectations...

Tang Ping slowly sipped his third beer of the day, placing his hopes for breaking the deadlock back on himself.

Compared to her brother whom she hadn't seen for eight years and Edmund, whom she wasn't sure she would ever meet again, the power of the 'Entanglement Wizard' and 'Resonance Sorcerer' contained within her was clearly more tangible.

only……

What exactly is the power they possess?

Surely you can't be unable to use it your whole life if no one teaches you, right?

Tang Ping began his research by examining the way the two names were addressed.

The focus of the entanglement wizard should be entanglement, while the focus of the resonance wizard should be resonance.

The connection... Edmund had asked me for his brother Connor's belongings to pinpoint Connor's location, and later attempted to indirectly locate him by contacting me and obtaining basic information. So, can a "connection wizard" use objects and information to establish a kind of "connection" with another party to achieve their desired result? Like a fortune teller or soothsayer?

Resonance… The pig farm owner in North Point City is a prime example; he can actually turn into a pig… But how do humans and pigs resonate? By finding common ground? Are they both mammals? Do they both need to eat, drink, and excrete? Or is it that they can transform into anything at will? Does resonance manifest on another higher dimension?

After a long while, Tang Ping still couldn't come up with a good idea to finish his third beer.

"Would you like another drink?" the middle-aged bartender asked.

"No, thank you..." Tang Ping wasn't sure if it was from overthinking or from consuming too much alcohol, but his temples began to throb. "Let's settle the bill, how much?"

"Three glasses of light beer are sixty coppers, a pound of bread is ten coppers, and stew is twenty-five coppers, for a total of ninety-five coppers," the middle-aged bartender announced.

Tang Ping's lips twitched slightly.

I rely on!

That's nearly a hundred copper grams?!

I worked myself to the bone all day and only earned ninety copper coins. I even had a nice meal, but my savings have shrunk...

This damn world is unbearable!

Tang Ping glanced at the door, making sure he couldn't skip out on the bill, so he obediently took out two banknotes worth 'five silver grams' and handed them to the middle-aged bartender, receiving in return a coin worth 'five copper grams'.

In this way...

Breakfast and lunch cost a total of 120 copper grams. I earned 90 copper grams after working as a loader for half a day. I currently have 447 copper grams left in my pocket.

I have to pay 400 in rent on Friday.

So... if I don't go to work, I can only spend a maximum of 47 copper coins! Not a single coin more!

Tang Ping set a "deadline" for himself.

After all, the weather is getting colder and colder. You can still endure it if you don't have anything to eat, but if you don't have a place to stay, you might not even be able to survive one night.

After leaving the tavern in a disheveled state, the sun was high in the sky outside, and the temperature was finally a bit more pleasant.

Knowing the situation was urgent, Tang Ping took a walk while intensifying his research on how to use his extraordinary abilities.

finally.

Having learned from the experience of the pig farm owner, Tang Ping first ruled out his plan to study resonance magic on his own, and placed his hopes on the ability to implicate wizards.

As long as we can use the ability to get involved with wizards to find my brother Connor and seek refuge with him, all other troubles will be no problem!