Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 14

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Saturday, early May.

The capital of the Holy Land of Cerrhaim, Elus.

Some people sought out the architect in charge of the care of the sacred objects. It was Dussel Mishaas, the knight commander of the Second Knights who aided the Saint. He frowned at a priest in front of his eyes.

"What do you mean you can't find the whereabouts of the sacred object?"

"Just as I said. It's not detectable."

Woman with pink hair tied to her side.

It was the high priest of the Palace of Justice, Lena Ledophin.

"This is my guess. I think it's one of two things."

Lena with big horn-rimmed glasses.

She spread two fingers with a bright smile.

"One is that you have lost your divine power. If you look at the records here, the last time I checked it was 20 years ago, it would only become a lump of iron if it wasn't a messy sacred object."

Lina pushes an old old old old book at Dussel. Dussel frowns at the unique scent of an old book.

"But the moon's eyes..."

"Yes, one of the five sacraments. So I thought, well, this isn't quite right for me either."

After speaking, Lena throws the book behind her back.

No, if you don't think so, why did you say so? Dussel narrows his glabella and opens his mouth.

"What's the other guess?"

"Doing what I was given."

"What's that noise?"

"The Moon's Eye has the power to suppress its unclean power. Records show that the Moon's eyes do not exude divine power while fulfilling its natural obligations."

As she pushed in the new book, Lena spoke again.

"Maybe there's something about the Count of Archdut? · · · · · · The moon's eyes are so unclean that they block it with all their strength."

Lina's eyes flash coldly.

But Dussel shakes his head the other time.

"That's not true. Then there's no way the Saint didn't notice."

"Hahaha, isn't that right?"

Lee Na smiles awkwardly.

After a while, I felt anxious on her face.

"So what do we do? If you don't find the moon's eyes..."

The Son will be held accountable.

His job was to lead the mission and confirm the sacred things in each church. Thinking of this, Dussel bites his lip slightly.

At that time, I heard a familiar voice in the ears of two men and women.

"I'd like that."

Young man in white clothing.

It was a saint.

Every time he moved his steps, his blue hair was fluffy. Dussel, who found him, immediately stood up and bowed his head.

"The important thing is that the Moon's eyes have vanished from the Archdute."

The saint raises his hand and receives Dussel's greeting.

Then Dussel's gaze turned to the hand of the saint.

That's a piece of paper in his hand. It looked like a permit at first glance. The seal of the Holy Land was stamped on the bottom of the paper.

"Son, what you have in your hand."

"The Holy Father said,"

Saints cut off Dussel's words.

His dry expression twists slightly.

"Until I find the Moon's Eye, I promise to give it my full support."

"· · · · · ·!"

Dussel and Lena's eyes flutter.

The saint opens his mouth, gazing as if enjoying both reactions.

"Dussel, muster the Knights."

He gave me a permit along with it. It says that it supports three knights until we find the moon's eyes.

When the light of surprise was young in Dussel's eyes, the saint said with a smile.

"Proceed to Earl Archdut."

* * *

About the time the paladins were ready to set sail.

The Moon's eyes, which the Holy Nation sought so much for, were shaking around in the hot sun.

"Phew, Phew!"

In reality, he breathed hard into the training ground. I'm already over 20 laps away, but I don't see any rest. He's gaining strength much faster than I expected.

Ferda stares at the real-life status window.

[Name]: Silvan Arcdue

[Level]: 10

[Talent]: Commando Mythology

[Strength]: 20/20

[Health]: 26/26

[Agility]: 31/31

[Magic Power]: 1,321/1 ,321

[Charm]: 95/99

[Luck]: 65/75

[Likeability]: 89

Language comprehension is shared.

Stat growth rate will be shared.

* The higher the likelihood level, the higher the educational effect.

While the level has remained largely unchanged, the Health, Strength and Agility stats have increased marginally. And maybe the rest of the Commander's Herb has been fed, and the magic is up pretty good.

Most surprisingly, a change in likelihood.

In the short time it has risen more than twice. A new perk was added as the likelihood level of the lump hit 80. The ability to share stat growth was more fraudulent than I expected.

‘When my stats go up, they go up together. ’

Whether it's level-up, training or elixir, Ferda's stats will increase as well. Of course, the levels and stats were different, so it was not one-on-one ratio, but it was clear that it was an enormous ability.

On the contrary, I was able to think about this as it also applies.

If we level-up together. ’

The stat growth rate doubles.

Ferda's mouth is filled with a smile.

After a while, his eyes narrowed as he looked at the realm.

‘There are only three weeks left. ’

In late May, a dead lion comes from the forest of Serek.

Picking him up for a real maturity ceremony. Once you follow the lion into the forest, the main story of the Savior begins. This is where Actuals thrive through hardships and crises.

‘· · · · · · · · And. ’

Most important events occur.

The death of Ferda Inoside. Over the past season, Ferda has always been slain in the forest of Sergek. Of course, it was a necessary exit for the protagonist to grow, but this time it was the polar sphere specification.

‘Don't worry. ’

Trained as the fastest commander of all seasons.

Ferda also regained her original temper. It won't be easy. Ferda clenches her fist.

It was then.

Think about it.There are many benefits to contracting with me.

I heard a familiar voice somewhere.

It was Franc, the sword in the Arcane's scepter.

You don't have to take care of it. It means no damage, no rust. The price is enough if you regularly supply a small amount of magical power.

Franc appeals to his elongated needs.

How strong are you again? That's right, the sorcerer! It's durable enough not to break if you fight them. If we sign now, we'll get all the benefits. What do you think? Yes?

I don't know about anything else, but this is interesting.

Ferda, who was always keeping her mouth shut, suddenly took out a word.

"Isn't it the same with other swords?"

Hehe, you know one thing, but you don't know two!

Francis grimaces.

The sword isn't that common. Including me, there are no more than ten individuals! Do you have any idea how rare I am?

It's certainly surprising. I can't believe there's not more than ten of these.

Then the reality stopped. It looks like you've met your target.

"Just be quiet. I'll talk to you later."

You knock Frank, then get up with a towel and a water bag.

Then he approached the practitioner and spoke to him.

"Well done."

A water bag full of ice.

The fact that I drank water constantly made me smile pleasantly.

"Well done. Now you can run without rest."

"Yes. I practiced hard."

"It wasn't hard?"

"It was hard at first, but now it's okay."

The thread of the horse twitched his eyebrows.

When I saw Ferda's face, I felt anxious for a moment.

"Now, wait a minute!"

The realm exclaimed urgently.

Then I corrected what I just said.

"Now that I think about it, it's a little difficult. No, it's hard. I think I'm going to shrug. Look at this. I mean, I think now would be a good time."

The fact that it makes a small sound between stars.

Ferda smiles as she watches this. It was obvious what the intention was. Then you must meet my expectations. I'm circling the area, and I see you looking good.

A tree that looks moderately thick and heavy.

Ferda taps the wooden column and opens her mouth.

"Tomorrow, let's run around dragging logs."

"How can I do that!?"

"It's okay. I've had them do it before, and they're doing great."

Ferda smiles, reminiscent of Hunter Academy.

A smile that feels evil. In fact, he grumbled, saying that he shouldn't have said anything.

She's amazing every time I see her.

Then Frank mutters to himself.

Mythical rage. I didn't know such a thing existed.

When Frank first saw the reality, he was startled and terrified. I left him in a bucket with his head blown off for three days. But I'm not freaking out that I'm used to it anymore.

I'm just chattering on my own like now.

Once upon a time, I would have wanted to sign him, but not now. That's how my instincts as a sword whisper.

Although somewhat chatty, instinct seems to be quite useful.

I don't have any swordsmanship skills in real life.

While Ferda was listening to Franco's chat, she quietly looked up at the air.

[My king.]

It was because the ghosts showed up.

Dadan and the stream whisper as the pointy point hovers around him.

[Disgusting odor has disappeared.]

[You can rest assured now.]

The three ghosts continued to smell strange since the last week. Sniffing that the smell is getting near.It may have a detrimental effect on the reality, running out of stars.

But now that the smell is gone, you can rest assured. In practice, he asked a curious question.

"What was that smell?"

[It was a vengeful cub wolf.]

[With strong hatred, I was cautious.]

[Luckily, I just lost my breath.]

A cub? What kind of threat is that?

When the reality was tilting my head.

Twitch

His ears twitched. It was because I heard the chatter of the maids passing by the training ground. Of course, I usually heard it right away. The topic of the conversation was also poetic, so it would have been ignored if it were normal, but this time it was a little different.

"You said the First Confucius had returned."

"Yes, he's on his way to the square."

Shane Archdut has returned from defeating the monster.

In the news, he frowned slightly. Shane's back. Burke's back with him.

Then I'd start my swordsmanship class again.

‘I just want to learn swordsmanship from Ferda. ’

You can beat him, so you can't expect anything less from him. In fact, he sighed a sigh he could not hear. Then I heard the conversation again.

"You caught a huge monster."

"Really?"

"I told you. He's a lot bigger than an ox."

"How big is it?"

"Well, it's about ten times the size of an ox."

"Oh, no way. I don't think so."

While eavesdropping on the conversation, the real eyes sparkle with curiosity.

"A monster ten times the size of an ox? ’

When I was growing up in the forest, I saw monsters.

But the biggest thing he saw was a bear at best. Ten times the size of an ox? It was worth it. So he looked up at Ferda and talked to her.

"Hey, Ferda."

"You want to go to the square?"

"Oh, how did you know?"

I was surprised and asked. Then Ferda smiled silently and looked where the square was.

‘Cause it smelled like a monster. ’

Even when I was on Earth, I could smell the scent of a monster. I was ridiculed by the fact that his best friend was a Class S Hunter with a sense of smell.

"Since training is over, shall we go?"

"Yes!"

When the answer I wanted came out, he smiled brightly.