Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

Isn't this my Lord's "daughter"? Why is she here? Oh, this was originally her bed... No, why is she lying with me?

Is this the Lord's arrangement? Could it be that she also participated in the sacrifice to the Lord? Yes, that's right. All the Lord's believers must participate in the sacrifice to the Lord.

After Margaret realized that this matter was most likely arranged by Russell, she accepted the fact with peace of mind.

What about my Lord? My Lord wants people to serve him, right?

Margaret looked around but couldn't find Russell, so she began to struggle to get up.

What Margaret didn't expect was that the female sorceress was unexpectedly strong. The more Margaret struggled, the tighter she held her.

Margaret quietly raised her arms and tried to get out of her arms, but was suddenly hugged back.

Are you kidding me? Margaret was furious and began to struggle to break free.

In this struggle, Rosalyn was awakened.

Rosalyn was in a very bad mood when she woke up. She looked at Margaret with eyes full of anger, which made Margaret extremely cautious.

Rosaline seemed to want to use magic to teach a lesson to the woman who dared to disturb her sweet dream. She hesitated for a moment and chose to aim at the wall next to Margaret, but nothing worked.

Rosalyn was stunned and made a few more gestures, but still nothing happened.

Rosalyn frowned, then her mouth drooped and she burst into tears like a child: "Wow!! Uncle! Dad! I, I can't seem to feel my Eye of Truth! Waa ...

Crying heartbreakingly.

042 Eye of Truth

Russell walked into the cabin upon hearing the news, then he left with his face covered, asking Rosaline to put on her clothes first.

Margaret also took the opportunity to follow him out. From Russell's reaction, she judged that Russell had not yet asked this female wizard to perform a sacrifice, which made her feel a little proud.

Then, from Russell's description, Margaret understood why she was held in the arms of this female wizard.

Russell also understood that the female wizard seemed unable to use magic and there was something wrong with her "Eye of Truth".

"Eye of Truth? What is that? Do you know this thing?" Russell asked Margaret curiously.

Margaret shook her head. "Mages always try to prevent any knowledge related to them from leaking out. Even intermarriage is strictly restricted. So I don't know what the Eye of Truth is, and I've never understood the principles behind their spellcasting."

"Well, it seems we have no choice but to ask her." Russell said.

Margaret felt that she had seen a good opportunity to figure out the principles of how the wizard cast spells, and an expectant smile appeared on her face.

Margaret then hurried back to the room. While helping Rosalyn dress and softening her hostility, she said, "I can help you."

"Really?" Rosalyn's eyes widened. "But who are you?"

Rosalyn has always been aloof and shy, but she felt that Margaret was somewhat friendly and seemed trustworthy. At least Margaret was not someone she was subconsciously wary of.

"I'm Margaret Wallhausen, a scholar in the Natural History Department at Trinity College, Canossa University. And you, who are you?"

"I'm Rosalin Catisius... No! I'm asking what your relationship is with my father?" Rosalin stretched out her arms with peace of mind, letting Margaret tidy up her clothes, as if she was used to being served.

"I am His follower." Margaret said seriously as she smoothed out the wrinkles on Rosaline's magic robe.

Margaret's words were full of piety, and she also meant to preach and discuss their gods with her fellow clansmen seriously.

Unfortunately, Rosalyn didn't understand the meaning of Margaret's words at all, and asked directly: "Miss Margaret, are you Daddy's mistress? Just like Miss Miranda and her uncle."

Margaret was speechless for a moment: "Uh, our relationship is not so superficial..."

"Ah? Could it be that you are my stepmother? My uncle will definitely be angry when he hears about this!" Rosalyn widened her eyes.

Margaret found it hard to imagine that the Rosalin Catisius in front of her was a wizard. Rosalin was almost completely trapped in her own logic and didn't care at all what others said.

Margaret clapped her hands, signaling to Russell that she had dressed Rosaleen.

Russell pushed the door open and walked in, avoiding the previous topic: "Rosaline, let's talk about the Eye of Truth. You said you can't feel it?"

When Rosaline saw Russell, she smiled at first, but when she thought about her inability to feel the Eye of Truth, her mood quickly fell.

It took Russell and Margaret a long time to figure out what the "Eye of Truth" was.

It is a unique tool that the mage creates in his consciousness through meditation to understand the world and manipulate spells.

For mages, the Eye of Truth is an additional sense beyond their normal senses.

Mages can "see" the strings of things through the Eye of Truth. They can pluck these strings with gestures and chant spells, just like singing, to call upon magic power and release spells.

The wizard called the strings between these things "truth", and those who could "see" these strings were naturally named the Eye of Truth.

Although Rosaline's description was many times more abstract and confusing, Margaret still managed to understand it, and then relayed it to Russell, allowing Russell to understand how the wizards in this world cast spells.

Seeing Russell struggling to understand, Rosalyn was extremely confused. So she asked bluntly, "Huh? Grandma said Dad is a gifted magician, but why do you look like you don't know anything about the Eye of Truth or even magic?"

You didn't say your father was a magician, how would I know...

Russell felt that this matter was probably a misunderstanding, because he knew that his predecessor was a noble from Occitania, and those weapons and armor had nothing to do with magic.

Rosalyn frowned beautifully: "Could it be?"

Well, you've realized I'm not your father, right? Let's just clear up the misunderstanding.

Russell nodded: "Yes, you are right, I am not-"

"Dad, did you hurt your brain?" Rosalyn looked at Russell with concern, a look of sympathy and sadness on her face. Then she reached out to touch Russell's head. "My uncle said that Dad must have a brain problem to not come to see me for more than ten years!"

Uh, why are you so stubbornly convinced that I'm your father? I saved you, so I'm your father... In comparison, Margaret's reaction of treating me like a god is more normal.

Russell thought in confusion.

He doesn't know yet that under the influence of the flames, his followers will subconsciously feel close to him.

"No, Rosalyn, I'm not crazy, and I'm not your father." Russell explained. He thought it would be better to resolve this misunderstanding as soon as possible.

"Huh? You're lying! Dad just claimed to be Dad!" Rosalyn didn't believe Russell's explanation at all.

"I'm not lying. I think I'm not your father." Russell said seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Rosalyn's eyes filled with tears, and she looked like an abandoned puppy.

This look softened Russell's heart.

Well, maybe I should just admit it...

Russell thought so.

At this time, Margaret pulled Rosaline past and continued her sermon: "Do you know, Rosaline, that He is actually our Father, our Savior——"

Rosalyn's attention was diverted. "Huh? Our Father?"

Margaret nodded with a smile: "Yes, our Father."

"Dad is your dad too?"

Even though Margaret was knowledgeable, she was still choked by Rosaline's reaction.

This woman has such a mature figure, but why does she have the mind of a naive little girl?

Margaret complained in her heart.

At this time, Rosalyn tentatively called out, "Sister?"

Me, you, why am I the older sister? Am I that old?

Margaret was led astray and began to worry about the issue that all women worry about - age.

"No, sister, you should be Margaret Katisius, not Margaret Walhausen!" Rosalyn was still in her own rhythm when she turned to Russell and asked, "Dad used an alias?"

"Forget it, let's get back to the question of the Eye of Truth." Russell shook his head. It seemed that convincing Rosaline was not going to be easy. "Rosaline, have you tried meditation since your resurrection?"

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Author's Note: Thanks to Wangwangmiao and Nanerhubudaiwugou for their updates.

Thanks to Wangwangmiao, Xingdian, and Ran for the coins

043 Meditation

"Resurrection?" Rosalyn noticed the word and blinked in confusion.

Margaret chimed in, "Yes, you were dead before, and then God granted you a miracle and gave you a second life. Don't you realize that, Rosalyn?"

"Ah, I thought I was asleep." Rosalyn believed Margaret's words without feeling the strangeness at all.

Rosalyn lost herself in memories. "I sailed to find my dad and found this island. Then I started fighting those vicious demons. We fought and fought for a long time. Then I fell asleep, and when I woke up, they were gone. I thought you, Dad, had killed them all! So I was the one who was killed by the demons."

Margaret held her forehead, not knowing what to say.

You don't even know that you died and resurrected. Aren't you too bold? Is it really okay to be a mage in such a muddled way? Isn't wisdom the most important thing for a mage?

Rosaline's words and actions refreshed Margaret's understanding of wizards.

Margaret's original impression of the wizard as arrogant and mysterious collapsed, and was replaced by Rosaline, who was completely trapped in her own strange logic.

Russell didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort her vaguely: "Ah, yes, it's okay, your life will be the same as before, but I can only revive you once, so you'd better be careful."

"Yeah, I get it! Don't worry, Dad!" Rosalyn laughed happily, that smile was like a carefree child, "Hehehe, you can actually bring me back to life, Dad is so awesome!"

Russell didn't want to dwell on Rosalyn's address for the time being. He simply changed the subject: "Rosalin, since you said the Eye of Truth was obtained through meditation, then why don't you try meditating again now and see if you can regain your Eye of Meditation."

Rosalyn nodded, she took out a special candle, lit it, then sat quietly on the chair, closed her eyes, her expression calm, and fell into meditation.

After a moment, Rosalyn opened her eyes, frowned, and said, "Hmm! Even my meditation is being disturbed. All I see in my mind is a ball of fire! But I majored in ice magic before!"

Margaret knew that her and Rosaline's souls were now composed of the flames given by Russell, and their lives were also given by the flames.

Margaret guessed that perhaps the magician's meditation could touch the soul, so she became very interested in the meditation that Rosaline talked about.

In Margaret's view, this is a very good opportunity to enhance her understanding of life and soul.

So Margaret asked Rosalyn, "Can you teach me this kind of meditation?"

"Well, but my uncle said that this kind of meditation technique can never be taught to outsiders." Rosalyn frowned in distress.

"But I am your sister. Am I being treated as an outsider?" Margaret acted sad. She selectively forgot the anger she had felt when Rosaline mistook her for her sister.

"Ahem!" Russell cleared his throat.

Russell frowned at the sight of Margaret deceiving the innocent little girl.

Margaret turned her head to look at Russell, clasping her hands together with a pleading expression as she continued to say to Rosalyn, "I'm a scholar! Maybe I can help you rebuild the Eye of Truth soon!"

Russell knew clearly that Margaret's excuse was actually for herself.

However, Russell thought that what Margaret said made sense. At present, the two of them, as his dependents, basically shared the same fate with him.

If he could improve Margaret's combat effectiveness, or let Rosaline get her spells back, it would naturally be of great help in the next battle with another demon centurion, so he acquiesced to Margaret's approach.

Rosalyn seemed to agree with Margaret's reasoning: "That's right, of course my sister can't be considered an outsider! Then listen carefully, first you need to relax mentally, and then stare at that candle..."

Rosalyn guided Margaret into meditation.

Russell was also listening attentively. He stared at the candle that had just begun to light and the drop of wax that was slowly flowing down. Soon, he also successfully entered a state of meditation.

Russell realized that his consciousness was in a sea of ​​orange flames. The orange flames were confined in a small container and squeezed into a ball.

The flame was very dissatisfied with this narrow container and burned it desperately, as if it wanted to melt the container completely, break free completely, and then spread freely.

The container also seemed to be unstable and was in great pain under the scorching flames. It looked like it was about to break apart, as if the flames could escape its control at any time.

Then, Russell seemed to see a blacksmith.

The reason why it is said to be "seemingly" is because the appearance of the humanoid blacksmith flashed by and immediately became invisible, while the hammer in his hand continued to forge the material on the anvil.

As the sound of forging continued one after another, very regularly, yet seemingly endlessly, countless pieces of knowledge related to casting flooded into Russell's mind.

Russell understood that this kind of meditation could actively allow him to enter the spiritual world and communicate with the flames.

He understood that the container with hidden dangers was his own body, but the flame was still suppressing his energy and the urge to rush out of his body.

At the same time, Russell also understood that the method to repair those hidden dangers and allow his body to accommodate more fire was stored in that vast knowledge. He just needed to take time to organize and understand that knowledge.

Then the flames subsided and Russell opened his eyes.

Russell was surprised to find that the length of the candle had hardly changed since he entered meditation, and the drop of wax was still slowly falling.

Although meditation did not allow Russell to trigger the wizard's "Eye of Truth", it at least gave him a way to quickly communicate with the flame, and also allowed him to gain a lot of knowledge about creation; and the flame no longer needed to communicate with him through dreams or force him into a long daze.

Russell felt that he had gained a lot.

Margaret was still in meditation. Rosalyn thought Russell just blinked, and she looked at Margaret with concern.