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The demiplane filled with books fell into silence for a moment.

Bishop Ash was silent, thinking, doubting, and then confused.

Huh? Um, oh...ah?

She raised her head and looked at Herbert from under the shadow of her hood, wondering if she had heard it wrongly.

This guy, are you serious?

"Ahem...yeah."

Bishop Ash coughed hard and added, "Child, maybe you didn't hear clearly, but what I said is - I can answer any question you have."

Worried that Herbert would not understand the meaning of these words, she could only reluctantly take the initiative to explain:

"What this means is that you can ask me any question, anything, do you understand?"

"Whether it's those ancient legends that have disappeared in the long river of time, or the special knowledge that has been circulated in the corners, or even the secrets that the gods avoid talking about... As long as I know it, I can tell you."

As the oldest cardinal in the Misty Abbey, she guards the most precious thing for the entire monastery - knowledge.

Compared to tangible objects, intangible knowledge is the truly valuable wealth.

Outsiders do not know that in that treasure house that outsiders cannot approach, the most important treasure is the Bishop of Ashes who knows all the knowledge inside.

And now, she stared at Herbert and said slowly:
"Child, you must have a lot of things that you don't understand, puzzles that you can't solve, and doubts that you can't let go of."

Bishop Huijin gritted his teeth and asked angrily, "Are you...are you sure you want to ask this?"

Asking me why I walk without making any sound...Aren't you kidding me?

You ask me about knowledge!

Ask quickly!

After listening to this earnest explanation, Herbert fell silent, unsurprisingly.

"..."

He frowned and lowered his head, as if thinking about how to use this precious opportunity in the right place.

Herbert was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and nodded slightly to Bishop Ashes.

"Huh...it seems you have figured it out." Bishop Ashes breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, this child was just confused for a moment and he is still sensible.

"Yes, I have figured it out."

Just when Bishop Ashes thought Herbert had finally figured it out, he spoke decisively:
"I still want to ask the same question as before - why is there no sound when you walk?"

Bishop of Ashes:?
She clenched her fists, trying to use all her eyes to see what the hell was going on in this guy's mind.

And Herbert faced Bishop Ash's stare and stood calmly before her, his expression calm and firm, without the slightest wavering in his eyes.

The air in the demiplane was completely frozen. Only the faint light emitted by countless books flickered, reflecting the silence between the two people.

Beneath his hood, Bishop Ash's brow furrowed, and the shadow seemed to grow deeper.

Her slender fingers in silk gloves moved unconsciously, stroking the snake-like patterns on the hilt.

The cold touch from her fingertips seemed to remind her that everything happening before her eyes was not an illusion.

Over the years, she has discovered dozens of gifted children and given them the same help - giving them a chance to ask themselves questions.

Among the young seedlings that she was optimistic about, although most of them died halfway, some became legends, and one even crossed the threshold of epic.

Bishop Ash had never encountered such a problem before - no, it wasn't even a problem, but more like a... challenge?
Is he provoking me?

"……Ah."

After thinking about this, the mysterious cardinal shook his head and chuckled, looking at the calm white-haired boy in front of him.

Although she was unhappy, her voice was a little more playful, and she asked slowly: "So, this is your problem? You won't change it? Are you sure you won't regret it in the future?"

Bishop Ash's voice was soft, but its fluctuations mobilized the power of the entire demiplane.

slam-la-

Thousands of books were flipping, and the sound was thunderous, like torrential rain pouring down from the sky when a storm comes.

There was no wind or rain in the demiplane, but there was a huge pressure coming down.

legend?

No.

Higher than that!

That is a rank that can only be reached by strong people who are qualified to leave their mark in the history.

Although he is also a cardinal, this ancient being is far more powerful than the constantly rotating Chief Judge and Chief Knight.

This powerful man has entered the epic realm!
Under this tremendous pressure, the young man remained calm and nodded slightly.

"Well, I won't change it."

Herbert nodded seriously and said in a deep voice: "Please tell me the answer."

Say it!

Tell me the truth!
In the demiplane, the epic strong man and the reckless boy looked at each other, and the thunderous sound of turning pages of books was heard in their ears.

Silence, confrontation...the rainstorm is coming.

But just as the invisible pressure was growing stronger and was about to bend the boy's spine and make him lower his head unconsciously, all sounds disappeared.

The sound of flipping pages disappeared instantly, and the demiplane returned to silence again.

In the silence, only a sigh or a helpless laugh echoed.

"……hehe."

Bishop Huijin shook his head and sighed with a headache: "...You are such a persistent and bold kid."

Why are you so curious about me?
Is this something you should be concerned about?

Why bother with this kind of thing?

really...

When Bishop Ash was asked this offensive question, he was a little angry at first, thinking that this guy was a disobedient thorn.

But when she saw that Herbert refused to give in to her pressure and withstood the pressure with his will, she began to feel sorry for his talent.

An obedient seedling is certainly gratifying, and one can't help but water and fertilize it to help it grow healthily.

But the future of the seedlings nurtured in this way is limited.

A genius who has self-will and sticks to his own beliefs has a better chance of achieving unexpected results.

Even if... the beliefs that this genius holds on to are not quite right, it will not change his precious qualities.

If other people are rare treasures, then Herbert is a rare treasure that only appears once in a thousand years.

Bishop Ashes values ​​talent.

She would not destroy such a precious piece of jade and good material in her own hands.

Especially since Bishop Ash had once seen a future that made her curious in Herbert, she was more looking forward to seeing his future than anyone else.

She was very curious about Herbert's future choices!
For such a genius, having a little quirk is harmless.

If the child wants to ask, let him ask.

It’s not a big deal anyway.

Bishop Ashes shook his head helplessly for a while, then looked at Herbert who had been waiting for a long time.

"I can tell you the truth about your question."

"The answer is... I don't have legs."

She took a step forward, and there was still no sound of footsteps, only the rustling sound of the red robe rubbing against each other.

"Without legs, there would be no footsteps."

Footsteps?
Without legs, there would be nothing.

Just like if you don't have magic power, you don't have to worry about the vibration intensity of the magic wand, or if a bald chef doesn't have to worry about wearing a chef's hat, or if you don't have sportsmanship, you don't have to follow certain rules...

Some things, if you don't have them, you won't be bothered at all.

After saying these two sentences, Bishop Ash fell silent.

Herbert:?

He blinked and signaled Bishop Ash to continue, but he ignored him and continued to wait quietly.

He waited for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "...Uh, is it gone?"

That's it?

I've taken off my pants, and you're just going to show me this?

Could you please explain it in more detail?

Why no legs?
You’re not the chief eunuch, what’s next?

Then let me ask you, what’s next?

Why is there nothing below?

"Gone."

Bishop Ashes answered crisply and chuckled twice in pleasure, then asked casually, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my answer?"

problem?

You ask me?

Aren’t you asking this knowingly?!?
Although Herbert wanted to question him out loud, he chose a softer approach due to the other party's sharp gaze.

Of course, Herbert chose to do this out of love and respect for his elders, and definitely not because he was worried about being beaten.

He coughed twice, then asked tentatively: "Um, you... don't seem to have told me everything, right?"

No legs, I get it.

and then?
Freme doesn't have legs either, but she has a fish tail.

What about you?

Are you a ghost without legs? Or something else?

This is the point I want to ask!

Herbert was sure that the other party would understand what he meant, and now giving such a perfunctory answer clearly showed that he did not want to tell him the truth.

But the thing is——don’t you tell me everything you say? !?

Why are you still lying?

"Haha~"

Bishop Ashes chuckled, his voice full of joy, and said to Herbert:
"I did say I would answer you, but... I never said I would give you a complete answer, did I?"

"Besides, I don't guarantee that the answer I give is true, right?"

Bishop Ashes said: If you don’t ask good questions, I won’t answer them well.

"Are you dissatisfied with anything?" What, are you not convinced?
???

Huh? Um, oh...ah?

Herbert raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but not angry... but felt a little happy.

Good, good, good!
You want to play like this, right?
He nodded, the corners of his mouth moved, and he whispered happily: "So that's how it is, yes, you really didn't say that... hehe."

After wandering around for so long, I finally met my match.

This one is more interesting than it looks!
Although Bishop Ashes is much older than the Chief Judge and the others in terms of age, his mental age may not be more mature than them, and he may even be much younger.

At least, Herbert couldn't imagine Bishop Rusty Nail joking with him with a mocking look on his face.

Oh no! Just thinking about it, Herbert felt goosebumps all over his body!
Isn't there a fundamentalist and conservative old man among the old monks in this misty monastery?

Hey.

It seems there really isn't.

"If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked..."

Although it was a little hard to accept that Old Deng was playing tricks on the younger generation, Herbert felt relieved on the spot when he thought of Old Deng above him.

With the Archbishop, a funny guy and the invincible old man as an example, the behavior of the Bishop of Ashes... doesn't seem to be something that is difficult to accept.

This is nothing unusual; it is part of the monastery's tradition and there is nothing strange about it.

"Cough cough."

After thinking it all through, Herbert coughed twice, gritted his teeth slightly, and nodded resignedly.

"I see. I totally get it."

He stared at the Bishop of Ashes, whose every inch of his body was proclaiming "complete victory", and accepted the defeat in this round of confrontation with a pinch of his nose.

Row.

This time, you win.

I was careless and didn't dodge. It's my fault, but next time, you'd better wait.

Forbearance! (Dragon King covers his face.JPG)

Herbert had intended to take this opportunity to clarify the mystery surrounding Bishop Ashes in order to decide how to deal with her.

But he didn't expect that the other person's personality was not what he originally thought, and he was laughed at, patted on the head and ridiculed.

Damn it.

Herbert took a deep breath, stared at the other party, and said slowly: "Your Excellency is really unexpected."

Bishop Ashes obviously heard the hidden meaning of Herbert's words and nodded with a smile: "Young man, it's the same for you. You surprised me too."

After this conversation, both of them had a new understanding of each other.

In Herbert's eyes, this mysterious cardinal was completely classified as a "funny old man" and was an old guy who should not be treated carelessly.

In the eyes of Bishop Ashes, she saw something more interesting in this young man she favored besides an uncertain future.

At this moment, both of them felt an inexplicable desire to fight when they looked at each other.

Herbert nodded slightly as if to salute, but in fact he was inviting the other party to a challenge - this time doesn't count, we'll fight next time!

And Bishop Ashes also nodded slightly.

She gladly accepted the challenge.

Little guy, you still want to fight me?

You are still too young~
Want to come? Then come on~ hehe.

"hehe."

"Hehehehe..."

The two looked at each other, laughed strangely for a while, and then returned to normal at the same time.

"Sir, I do have a question for you."

Herbert seemed to have completely forgotten everything that happened before, and asked seriously: "I want to know, if I want to go to the dark area for training, what should I pay attention to?"

In response to his "unconventional" second question, Bishop Ashes nodded calmly and did not reject his question.

"You want to go to the Dark Region?"

She slowly repeated Herbert's words, her voice echoing in the empty demiplane, and said with emotion: "For you now, it's not a safe place."

However, she did not ask Herbert why he wanted to go there for training, but gave the answer after thinking for a while.

"First, the Dark Region is hidden in darkness all year round. Except for a few areas where luminous plants thrive, most places are dark."

"And raising a light in the dark is undoubtedly announcing your position to them. Unless you have no choice, it is best not to actively expose your position, as it may attract unexpected enemies."

"So, you should first master the technique of blind fighting, which requires a long period of training... Well, but for you, this should not be a very difficult technique."

She had never doubted Herbert's talents.

For others, blind combat is a skill that requires a lot of time and training to master, but for him...it probably won't take more than a month.

However, the truth is even more shocking than Bishop Ashes imagined.

A month?

One second!
Herbert has solved what was the biggest problem for everyone else.

Can't see in the dark?
What does that have to do with me, a beautiful boy with night vision?
Seeing that Herbert was full of confidence, Bishop Ash thought that he was also confident, so he didn't think much about it and continued.

"Secondly, you need to prepare some necessary items for exploration."

"The Dark Area is located underground and consists of many tunnels and caves. The terrain is complex and varied, and the height difference between different levels is huge. If an outsider does not have a local guide, it will be difficult to find a way out once he falls into it."

"So, you need a map, or a guide with a map in his head."

After saying that, Bishop Ashes pointed his finger, and the books and tomes floating in the sky fell down and landed in front of Herbert.

"This is a topographic map from the last 200 to 50 years ago. Anything earlier than that is of no reference value."

"As for the latest one... you have to look for it yourself. I remember that there is a knight team in the monastery that operates in the dark area all year round. They should have a more detailed topographic map."

Bishop Ash hesitated when she said this. She was familiar with the secrets of the past, but she was not so clear about what had happened in the past hundred years.

The Knights team was formed about 20 years ago? Or was it 30 years ago?

Well, it’s about this time anyway.

As for whether that team still exists, Bishop Ashes is not very clear.

Anyway, she will know the result in a few decades.

"In addition, there are various dangerous monsters hiding in the cave, such as dark elves, cave dwarves, dark cave werewolves, and cave spiders... They are used to attacking intruders in the dark. You must always be vigilant."

"In order to guard against their sneak attacks, you first need to acquire relevant knowledge about them and become familiar with their habits."

slam-la-

Several more books flew over and automatically turned to the pages related to the dark area.

"We need to be especially careful with the dark elves and never walk into their cities easily."

"As a branch of the ancient elves, they also mastered the techniques for making large magic arrays... Although most of them have been lost, their power should not be underestimated."

The elves' magic circle?

Herbert's heart sank when he heard the news, and he nodded slowly, thinking a lot.

He suddenly realized why Sfanni could reversely control the third layer of the sealing array, because the dark elves themselves were masters in this area and had an ancient heritage.

As for not entering the dark elves' city easily... he could only turn a deaf ear to it.

In the left ear, out in the right ear.

After all, his original "ultimate goal" was not only to enter it, but also to hunt down the lord of the city.

Just thinking about it, you know that the dark elves will never let him go.

After thinking for a while, Bishop Ashes brought up another crucial point:
"By the way, the magical energy in the dark region is very chaotic, mixed with a large amount of corrupt magic, which will cause great interference to the casting of magic."

"Except for the local indigenous races, even legendary wizards may not be able to accurately control the release of magic, and may even suffer backlash from the magic."

"If you want to find a companion, I suggest you don't bring a spellcaster with you. That place is a very dangerous place for them."

Herbert knew this. The dark area is also called the "forbidden area for spellcasters."

Unless there are compelling reasons, spellcasters try not to get involved.

This gives indigenous races such as the dark elves, who have spellcasters, a huge advantage over outsiders.

As we all know, when the noble wizard is fighting a tough melee battle, he usually fights against children.

In some of the most tragic situations, melee professionals don't even have the chance to get close to the spellcaster, and can only be ruthlessly attacked by the opponent at a distance.

But this is actually not a big problem.

Herbert himself is not a spellcaster, and his accomplice, Miss Sfanny, who is scheduled to travel with him, is a native local wizard.

The magic of chaos for outsiders is like home to her - it really is home.

It’s just a pity that Miss Mermaid was not invited to this party and had to leave with regret.

Herbert would not let her take any chances.

After waiting for a while to give Herbert time to think, Bishop Ashes gave one last note.

"And, most importantly... the holy power in you is a little too dazzling."

She switched her perspective, looking at Herbert with a special gaze, and couldn't help smacking her lips and shaking her head slightly.

Needless to say, this is just... too dazzling.

Although Herbert has not yet entered the legendary realm, the purity of his holy power is no less than that of an ordinary legendary paladin.

Even worse than before!

She could tell at a glance that Herbert's holy power had probably already reached the level of holy mark transformation.

"To those guys hiding in the dark, the holy power in you is as dazzling as a torch. It is easy for you to be targeted by some dangerous guys."

"To do this, you need a way to conceal your own aura, either a special magical item, or a special blessing. At worst, it can be some kind of seal or curse."

Bishop Ashes did not give a specific method. She believed that since Herbert had the intention to go there, he must have made corresponding preparations.

"Finally, food is very scarce there, so you'd better bring some more dry food. Water is not scarce. Paladins can purify water anyway, so you can just find a pool of water to drink from."

After continuing to add many details in a fluent manner, Bishop Ashes finally stopped.

She looked at the boy who was frowning slightly at the moment, chuckled and asked, "So, after hearing so much, do you still want to go there to train?"

After hearing this question, Herbert slowly raised his head and looked at Bishop Ashes, whose face he could not see clearly but he could feel that she was smiling.

The boy also showed a sincere and clear smile.

他 说:

"I won't tell you, hehe!"

Bishop of Ashes:?
(End of this chapter)