Pivot of the Sky

Amon suddenly sat down on the floor to prevent heavy falls, there was a blanket in front of the door, and he was not injured. He stood up and flashed to his side and replied: “I was careless and probably tripped on the carpet as I retreated. ”

“I accidentally showed a bit of power, but I didn't control it...” Maria said at the same time, and the tone was a little confused.

Gabrielle's attention was immediately drawn to Maria's words, and her eyes glanced: "Sir, can you…?” Speaking of which, turn around and turn to Ammon. “You're all right here. Go out and close the door. ”

Unbeknownst to be caressed and suddenly pushed away to fall, Amon was not yet awake to know what had happened, but had calmed down from the confusion. He should be fortunate that if Maria had said the wrong thing, he would have probably given his life, and even if Gabriel had let him go, Rod Dick would have sent someone to kill him.

When Amon went downstairs, Gabriel was surprised to say to Maria, "My lord, you really didn't disappoint Goddess Isis, you just accidentally pushed Amon down, and you are often not used to using this power. ”

Maria nodded: "Yes, as soon as I reached out, I pushed him down a long way away. Is this the power of the gods?” When Gabriel came in, Amon sat on the ground, and Maria stood up and reached out one hand, looking like Amon had been pushed down in the air.

Maria didn't mean to lie, but the first day Amon came, she heard Gabriel's orders not to allow Amon to touch her, otherwise she would be punished. It's not Amon's fault what kind of punishment it is to cut off a finger like the priest in Duke Town.

Gabriel didn't care. She was attracted to another topic and said with a smile: "Yes, this is the power that God has given you. You've just mastered it. It's not very powerful. Amon is strong, you wave and you can push him down. Pushing through a door can be done by any ordinary person, but pushing through the door without reaching out is a miracle created by divine power.

Lord Maria, you must be careful not to use it easily until it is thoroughly applied. In fact, someone like Amon who masters low-order somatology, if you know the rules of divinity, be prepared, you can't push him down. But in the future, your divine power will be incredibly powerful, especially with the help of the tears of the gods. ”

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Amon stands downstairs and feels like he hasn't completely recovered. He still has a Marian smell in his hands and body, and the warm fragrance is intoxicating. He also couldn't figure out what had just happened, how could he hold her like that and be pushed away again, he didn't really know as if he could understand. In the daytime, both eyes were like provocations, and last night he almost dreamed the same scene, and he really put his hands on her chest!

He stood still for so long that Gabriel went downstairs and suddenly asked, "Amon, what did you see? ”

Amon returned and bowed down: "My lord, I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I was only delivering water to Lord Maria. ”

Gabriel looked like he was going to penetrate his soul: "Don't you tell me? ”

AMON: "Yes, my lord, you have commanded me not to mention anything I see and hear here, not to anyone, not to you, nor to you, of course.” He's smart, Aristotle trilogy has been learned, so to answer Gabriel's question, what just happened in Maria's room, he really doesn't know what to say.

Gabriel's serious face finally revealed a shallow smile: "Okay, great! Remember what you said, your job has been completed, your father has been paid, and you can go home now. ”

I didn't expect Gabriel to send him away now. His work has been completed and his pay has been received. Amon was supposed to be relaxed and happy, but when he left the yard, he had an unspeakable crunch and looked back, seemingly saying goodbye without saying a word.

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Rod Dick was happy at last because Gabriel told him he could go and get ready for the night and finally get out of this shithole.

Gabriel also explained to him that she had stayed in the town for three more days, not only because of Maria's illness, but also because she taught the Temple of Maria Isis some special rituals and regulations in order to successfully pass the recognition of the Virgin Mary, which Maria had now learned.

This made Rod Dick happier, and he would certainly have given a big thank you if he had been replaced, but the Gabriel was clearly reluctant to accept the bribe. Rod Dick thought for half a day and personally sent Gabriel a carefully crafted, magically reinforced shield, a weapon of glory belonging to the samurai, explaining that this shield was originally intended for the Temple. Gabriel took it.

It is also a matter of learning what gifts to give and how to make people refuse and be happy, and Lord Rod Dick is obviously familiar with it.

After three days of nursing, Maria's maid was well off, and the next day, after breakfast, Lord Rod Dick's huge and gorgeous convoy departed. The merchants who came to Duke town were a little impatient to wait, but they didn't want to leave by themselves. Mercenaries who could not be hired to escort them in Duke town. Last night, they received news that Lord Dick was about to return. They were happy to pack up for the night and leave after the adult convoy.

After many days of liveliness, the town of Duke finally returned to calm, the townspeople were enjoying the wine and food brought by the merchants, and many people's stove fires. After so many days, it is rare to relax, even the mayor of the town did not urge the miners to hurry to work. During this time, the townspeople handed over a lot of magic stones, and it should be relaxed.

Everyone is relaxed, only Rod Dick is a little nervous, because the next step, before returning to Cape Town State, is to cross a desolate desert and undulating Gobi interlocking distributions where anything can happen and where Maria's tears with the gods cannot be guaranteed to be safe.

He secretly told Mayor Dasti that the news of the tears of the gods must not be sent out. But the night before yesterday, he received a secret reward, and the temple priest Xiao Gu sent his messenger to Syria City State to deliver the quarterly sacred stones to the temple there. It's the norm, nobody can stop it, but Rod Dick always feels something's wrong.

He even wanted to send someone to intercept Xiao Gu's messenger, but he still didn't do it. From the town of Duke to the state of Syria, crossing the path of the Black Fire jungle, no road can be bypassed in advance, the relevant cards on the road, it is impossible for his sent people not to be checked by the checkpoints until they catch up with the messenger, it is difficult to conceal their whereabouts. Moreover, this is, after all, the territory of the Kingdom of Hati, and it is a rather serious crime for him to send someone to intercept the Temple Priest's messenger, and I am afraid Lord Dick will not be able to bear such charges if he is defeated.

As the convoy entered the desert zone, Rod Dick looked back at the direction of the town of Tucker, which had disappeared from the horizon, and said secretly in his heart: "Whether this is a place to be seen or abandoned by the gods is a strange place. ”

The mining craftsmanship of Duke Town has been passed down from generation to generation. In Lord Dick's view, it contains physical skill. Qualified adult miners in town practise no less physically than low-ranking samurai. The best of them have mastered secondary somatology, awakened the power of sleeping in the bloodstream, and are able to apply it purely.

A low-ranking samurai with physical skills is elite even in the army of the Ecumenical Empire!

Even more frightening is the fact that the mineral craftsmanship contains basic divinity. Although it is only the simplest and has not yet passed the test of God, it is also divinity. If used in conjunction with somatology, the power will be astonishing. Miners here use this technique only to mine, not to fight it.

If all the miners in the town were brought together to teach them how to use weapons in battle formation and in command, the town would be able to resist an ordinary regiment. Even if miners come together spontaneously and fight with only a hammer, it's hard to deal with. While living in the town, Lord Rod-Dick even thought that if there were a massive civilian uprising, his pro-Garde would not be able to resist and, at best, protect Maria from a quick escape.

The State of the city of Syria is situated on the border between Hati, Assyria, Barun and Ecu. It was ruled by different dynasties during the historical war, but the small town of Duke, which belongs to the State of the city of Syria, has never been captured by the army, for that reason, I am afraid.

Every dynasty that occupies the state of Syria sends an envoy to the town of Duke to inform them of the change of ruler, still guaranteeing the status of the town of Duke and, as long as it remains as subordinate as before, still sends troops to guard the roads of the Blackfire jungle, collect the same taxes and provide protection for trade routes.

The reason is simple, not that absolute power cannot be captured, but that the price is not worth it. Launching an elite legion, crossing a difficult road just to overthrow a small town is unnecessary, of course. Besides, all every dynasty and kingdom needs is the stones and iron produced by Duke Town. Killing or enslaving the miners there is absolutely unnecessary, as long as control over Duke Town can be guaranteed.

The geographical location of Duke Town is so special. To the north is the Syrian plateau, and the low mountain range, close to the town, is where the core of the sacred stone mine is produced, and then the peak stretches further away, making it an insurmountable natural barrier. The east is also a mountainous mountain, and is said to be home to cavernous wildlings, with plentiful jungle terrain and difficult to cross further afield into the Grand Canyon of the Little Bottom River.

To the west is the Black Fire Jungle, with a 100-mile road leading to the main city of the State of Syria, which is also the most convenient road to travel to and from Duke Town recently. To its south is the endless desert Gobi, which stretches all the way to the border of the Cape Town State of the Ecumenical Empire. From Cape Town State to Syria City State, it is easier to walk directly through the desert without having to cross the Black Fire jungle to Duke Town.

The arable land around the town of Duke is very poor and lacks sufficient pasture to feed the local population, but its property is so important. This particular situation makes it difficult for the town of Duke to exist outside the State of Syria, and the town's temples are subject to the orders of the temples in the State.

A special feature of the town of Duke is that there are almost no slaves in the town, with the exception of the households Dusty and Xiaokou, where the rest of the inhabitants are almost exclusively civilians. This is completely different from the rest of the heavenly pivot, for the simple reason that all countries around it have the same decree: the hands of slaves are not allowed to touch the Divine Stone, and every time they violate it, one finger is cut off.

Interestingly, Ammon was almost punished with a finger cut off.

But there is also a decree in the neighbouring countries that seems to have been deliberately ignored here, as if the situation in the town of Duke had been ignored by both the Kingdom of Baron and the Ecumenical Empire. The decree is that slaves are not allowed to study physical arts and that only noblemen are eligible to study theology, and that those who practice divinity without permission are regarded as disrespectful to the gods and are severely punished by the main temples.

In fact, learning theology is so difficult, even with this qualified nobility, many people cannot pass the threshold of "awakening the power given by the gods”, it is even more difficult without the temple priests to follow strict ritual teaching and pointers, and to study in private. But there are many people in the world, there are always brilliant geniuses, without permission and without the priests' pointers, but they have similar powers.

Such a person is called a sorcerer or sorcerer on the heavenly pivot continent. In short, it is a derogatory and evil name that will be hunted down by the Temple by ordinance. And the priests or nobles who mastered the arts were called magicians.

Sacred stones are also produced elsewhere on the Tianjin continent, but the last step in removing them from the core is accomplished by low-order theologians, who have to employ some of the most basic divine techniques, so that they are not only expensive but also sacred. And the situation is obviously different in Tucker town, where the environment is so difficult, the location so remote and closed, and the production of sacred stones so large, there can never be so many noble magicians working here, all the sacred stones are miners.

Perhaps it is the face of the god who gave the Divine Stone. The mining techniques passed down from generation to generation in Duke Town contain the forbidden event of basic divinity. No one who has knowledge of power will mention it, as if they did not see it at all, and the inhabitants of Duke Town themselves do not know it.

Other people on the continent envy the fact that miners in the town of Bonjounduk in the city of Syria can keep one of their own stones for every ten. However, there is also a decree stating that "registered miners of the Nervous Temple of Duke Town may not leave the place without permission”, which is probably also the reason. In fact, due to geographical constraints, it is difficult for them to leave privately.

Duke town produces not only sacred stones but also iron, especially fine iron, but blacksmiths here are not allowed to build weapons and produce only forged iron embryos. Rod Dick's smuggling this time was a bunch of fine iron embryos.

As Rod Dick pondered the peculiarities of Duke Town, he held down the handle of his sword between his waist and sat under the caravan looking at the distant sand dunes. The motorcade departed just before dawn in the cool of the morning. It is now getting closer and closer to noon. The hot sun shines on the sand, and the heat reflected on all sides gradually becomes unbearable.

On the far right there is a stretch of hills, with strange boulders standing on the hills, you can find a shadow area to rest in, escape the hottest afternoon sun before walking, so troublesome in the desert. Rod Dick insisted on sitting in front of the first car in the convoy, and Gabriel complimented him: "You're brave, my lord! ”

Rod Dick is restless and afraid of ambushes halfway through the country, where dangerous desert people are said to be present, attacking merchant brigades, possibly disguised as bandits from border countries, and the so-called brutal and dangerous desert people may be just a legend. But the average bandit could not have attacked a convoy like Lord Dick and could have seen an elite warrior escort a long way from here, I'm afraid.

But special people come for special purposes, which is unlikely, otherwise Rod Dick won't be able to bring his own guard. As Lord Dick knows, no one in the SS is more advanced than he is, and he has reached level six, just one step away from being a rare high-ranking warrior.

Most of the SS escorts were in the first three cars of the regiment, with Maria in the second and Gabriel in the car. Rod Dick saw the distant hills and was about to order the team to turn, when he suddenly heard Gabriel's breakdown: “Everybody stop! ”

It sounds like thunder, coming out far over the desert.

As Rod Dick commanded, the word of Lord Gabriel is an order, equivalent to an order of his own. Trained opponents in the convoy reacted very quickly, shouting and strangling cattle, more than a dozen cars in front of them almost stopped at the same time, and soldiers travelling on horseback strangled the reins. And the merchants in the back were a little messy, with some cars running into each other, others falling down on camels, and others falling over cargo.

Rod Dick had jumped up and pulled out his sword, but had not found any danger. At that time, a silver flash flashed over his head, cutting off towards the sand dunes in front of him. Looking up, Gabriel waved his sword with his shield and stood on top of his garage.

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