Pivot of the Sky

Some things can be big or small, no one is going to pursue them without stabbing them out, but Amon must bite this blooming word, it's nothing good to involve the dignity of the gods. Such an excuse could already be punished with the harshest punishment if the Holy Virgin, who came to the Temple of Isis, needed to take control of Liwei.

Blanca couldn't sit down either, and quickly stood up and grabbed Amon's sleeve and begged: "Sir, I sincerely ask for your forgiveness, please do not compare the words of a warrior to his lack of heart and ask for anything. ”

Amon finally smiled and waved: “Sit down and talk. In fact, I don't have any other requests. All the adults here are loyal to their duties. I don't want anything to happen, I just want my people to be treated better. ”

Blanca quietly wiped away the sweat, pulled John up and sat down again to toast Amon, saying in a promised tone: “Rest assured that this will never happen again today. Within my authority, I will try to take care of those miners, who are also really important to Mount Ho and deserve preferential treatment. ”

Amon asked: "I was hurt a little today and I need to rest here for a few days. The Virgin has given me a month and I am not in a hurry to accomplish my mission. I would like to meet my people these days to find out what they've been through and what they've been through, not knowing how inconvenient it is? ”

John nodded: "Convenient, of course! As long as you don't take them away, nothing else matters here. ”

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On that night, Amon was upstairs in the bedroom, looking at the album, looking out the window with thoughtfulness. It's a full moon night, and the outline of the moon hangs over the distant ridge, and even the shadows in the bright light are so clear. Mount He in the moonlight has a hint of fireworks, like the smell of Duke Town a long time ago.

Amon seemed to be waiting for someone. When the moonlight entered the window, the guard outside the door reported: "Mr. Amon, someone is asking to see you! ”

Amon laughed and shouted through the door: "Is it Captain John Guard? Come in, please. I've been waiting for you. ”

Turns out it was John. He apologized for coming in so late to interrupt the break. Amon said with a laugh: "The captain of the guard is visiting alone at night. There must be some personal request, so just say what you want. ”

“First of all, thank you for not hurting me in the duel, and forgive me for my inadvertent fault," John said. Actually, I regret it, but I was in a state of uncontrollable agitation. ”

Amon nodded: “I can see that you were like two people then and now, and if you're always so impulsive, you can't have a sixth degree of physical achievement. Is that why you came to me today? ”

John opened his mouth and said with some surprise, "Mr. Amon, you are amazing! I saw my intentions at first sight. Yes, that's the way things are, there's always been an uncontrollable agitation in my soul, sometimes even losing my mind and just wanting to vent my strength. I try to be restrained, but it's always hard to avoid. You don't know what I've been through, do you? ”

John was born into an aristocratic family in Monfist, and his uncle is now Monfist's Director of Agriculture and Livestock, in a very prominent position. When he was sixteen years old, he was brought to the temple, where he received the awakening ritual of power, but it was the power of the blood that awakened him, and became a samurai, with the best coaches to teach him physical skills and various martial arts.

He unfortunately did not become a magician and asked himself in his heart for a long time, did the gods dislike him, why did the gods not give him a chance to this noble soul? His grandfather was a great magician, the honorable high priest of Isis Temple, and John has always been proud.

In that case, he aspired to be the best samurai, but after awakening the power in the blood veins, as the physical surgery progressed, the soul became more and more irritable and angry, always due to a little impulse of small things, even though he regretted it afterwards, at that time it was just impossible to hold back, and he was in a state of uncontrolled.

Two years ago, in a brothel in Memphis, he lost his aristocracy and injured a colleague and the owner of a brothel in an argument over who was accompanied by a girl. After returning home, anger persisted and his wife was advised that she had been injured by mistake. His wife, from another aristocratic family in Dreamfield, left him angrily and went back to her mother's house. He was also punished, and his family sent him to He Leishan, hoping to grind his temper in this desolate place.

John openly admitted that his life in Mount Ho was very repressive, and that this desolate place made his mood even more desolate, and his prayers to the gods were not truly appeased. When he drank the other day, he heard that Amon was not a nobleman, but that he had come to patrol Mount He. He was not happy in his heart. This afternoon I saw an inadvertent destruction of a sacred stone when mining a nuclear mine, and my anger surged and I couldn't help but whip people.

In Mount Ho, this has happened more than once, not only slaves and craftsmen, but also many of his guardians have been whipped by him. It seems that this exhalation soothes the mood, but it means more restless agitation.

John concluded: "When your hammer struck me today, that strange impact seemed to shake my strength, and my mood calmed down at that moment. You were also provoked by me. If I had been you, it would have been so hard to control it, it wouldn't have hurt anyone at all.

Is this the mining craftsmanship of Duke Town, how it controls power, can strike so hard into powder, but can leave the stone intact, there must be something unique about it. And the blow you gave me today suppressed my agitation, so I came to ask you, is there any way to help me? ”

Amon listened and frowned gradually. He had the feeling that when he had just been awakened to the power of the two sides, he had also awakened the desire and agitation of both sides. Remember when in Duke Town, he always tried to get a beating, but after passing the test, the agitation disappeared and did not last.

John's particular situation, where this restlessness is forcibly suppressed, has not disappeared, but has grown stronger and stronger. He is a samurai who has naturally passed the tests of six levels of achievement, but no one has systematically summarized what is the clear test in physical training, so he does not understand the situation he is facing. Fortunately, the person asked today is Amon.

Now that he had asked, Amon would surely try to help him, not to mention that his people were still in Mount Ho. As soon as Amon left, the situation of Moses and others would depend on the faces of John and Blanca. And he looked out the window and he said, "John, is there a changing pattern of impulse? ”

John thought, "Yes, the more powerful I am, the stronger the agitation. On the other hand, it is cyclical, seemingly seized with the lack of a full moon, and today is the night of the full moon, with the most pronounced agitation. I prayed to the Goddess of Moonlight, but it seemed useless. ”

Amon turned around and sat down and looked at John: "You may be awakened not only by the power of faith, but also by the latent agitation in your soul, which is like the two sides of things. The power of mania awakens, but you don't know how to face it. It comes from doubt and anxiety in your soul. You have a desire that is never satisfied or lets go, but you don't even realize it, and your heart is gradually hiding the devil, but you can't see it.

It's all just my judgment, and I don't know if it's right. But I have a feeling that when you impulse, you will be powerful, but then you will become weaker, and now you are weaker than you are at noon. It's harmful to others and to yourself, and you don't know where you're going to fall. ”

John, listen, I couldn't help but stand up and kneel down, even nodding: “You're so right, I can't even describe it so clearly! Sometimes I feel like I can't get through everything around me, but I can't break this bondage with my strength, and it's easier to feel only at the moment I give up my reason. The effect of your hammer today is so obvious, there must be a way to teach me how to solve it, please! ”

Amon stretched out his hand and held him back to the chair and said, “I'm not sure I can help you. I can't always stand by and give you a hammer every time you get upset. But I can try a method, which also comes from the mineral craftsmanship of Duke Town. You have to keep it a secret if you want to learn, and I don't have to explain why. ”

John nodded, “Of course, everything listens to you. I can't describe my gratitude! ”

Amon pointed out to the sky outside the window: "Your agitation is influenced by the environment, so I suggest you face it properly and look up to the stars and maybe get some inner peace. You must have a firm conviction, whether it comes from faith or not, to see your inner pursuit clearly and find a clear state to know what you are going to overcome. ”

John blankly said, "Look at the stars? ”

Amon shook his head with a smile: “It was closing his eyes, looking up at the stars in his heart, releasing the feeling of his soul, then slowly retracting it, like a pious prayer in the face of a god. It may not be useful to let the power naturally accompany the mind, not be controlled by it, in order to truly calm you down, I suggest you try it. ”

Amon taught John in detail a prayer method, very close to divine meditation, but difficult to say it was a divine technique, and it took a long time for this samurai to fully understand what to do. Amon himself is not sure, and if John succeeds, he proves his speculation. If the agitation of desire goes astray, what will happen if the mind is controlled by power? Look at John.

Ammon should also be careful to teach the power of the two sides in the future, so as to avoid the situation of John the Herald. But he didn't tell John that it was actually a way of meditating on the power of two sides, let alone being a magician. Even if someone knew what he taught John, it was the deep content of Duke's mineral craftsmanship. It didn't involve any specific magic tricks, and they couldn't find anything wrong.

When the sky was bright, John was thankful to leave, and Amon was relieved. At least he knows that Moses et al. will not be subjected to too much abuse in the future. Although they still have to work hard for Ehupharaoh, it is only a matter of knowing where they are, and there is no way for Amon to get people out of here, but to ask Moses and others about their experiences.

The next day, Amon ordered Moses to be taken to his room for a private interview. I think Moses was the young master of the town of Dasti, long white and fat, but now he's black and thin, and it's all sour to look at. As soon as Moses walked in, he saluted Ammon: "Thank you for saving us yesterday, my lord. Are you really a miner from Turk Town? ”

Amon pulled him up, “Moses, don't you know me? The last time we saw each other was three years ago. I'm Amon. Don't you remember? ”

Moses stared at Amon for half a day and suddenly cried and held him in his arms: "Yes, you are Amon, son of an old drunk! Amon! You look completely different, I dare not recognize you, I heard them mention your name yesterday, but I can't believe it anyway, but your skill in opening the core is true! Amon, Duke is gone. Everybody's gone! How did you get here and become the messenger of Isis Temple? ”

Amon stretched out his hand to dry Moses' tears and asked, "Did you not know that I had been banished from Duke before the flood? ”

Moses was surprised: "Is this happening?” When Ammon was sent by Mayor Dasti to the deep mountains to hunt down the evil archmage Bell, Moses was not in the town of Turk, and his father sent him to the state of Syria to study divinity and all sorts of scriptures, not knowing what was happening in the town of Turk. And then a big flood swallowed up his hometown, and nobody told him any more.

Amon sighed: "I mined a tear of the gods, but Lord Rhode-Dick's entourage took it from me on the spot, so I would be severely punished by the kingdom. Your father found an excuse to kick me out of Duke town, and exile was also a protection. My story is too long. Why don't you tell me how you got to Mount Ho? ”

Moses' eyelids turned red again, and after sitting down, he told the story of the suffering of the survivors of Duke township --

Dusty raised Moses as his heir, and only in the entire town of Duke was he entitled to send his son to study in the State of Syria. Although only a mayor, Dusty was not low-status and wealthy enough to buy a manor in the State of Syria to house Moses. He loved the son very much, but was not overly proud and demanding on weekdays.

Moses is two years older than Ammon and is 19 this year. The year he turned sixteen, Dusty took him to the Temple of Mourin for blessings and began to learn the mining skills of Tucker Town. Though Moses does not have to mine the stones himself, as the future manager of Tucker Town, he must master this intergenerational skill. Dusty, as the chief cleric of Duke Town, is also the host of the blessing ceremony, which will also be passed on to Moses in the future.

Dusty's estate in the state of the city of Syria is not only the residence of Moses, but also the base for the people of the town of Duke to and from the city state. The Kingdom has decrees stipulating that registered miners in the town of Duke may not leave privately without permission, but just before the devastating floods arrived, Dusty sent men to the city state to transport the taxes due and to procure the necessary living materials for the town, dozens of whom were young and robust miners.

After completing their official duties, they lived in the estate of Dusty and, in the meantime, sent something to Young Master Moses. Before they left for Turk Town, it started raining heavily in the Black Fire Forest. The pavement was cut off and they remained in the city, becoming a group of survivors besides Amon. Moses was surrounded by servants from the town of Turk, who together numbered more than sixty.

The great magician, Gore, commanded the people of Zhichengcheng City, finally saved the state of the city of Syria in the flood. After the flood, the town of Duke ceased to exist, and Moses, of course, could not return. Shortly afterwards, rumours came from somewhere that the townspeople of Duke town had violated the patron saint's message before being punished by the spirits, causing this great flood.

They are disliked by the gods and cause disaster. Lord Enrique punished the town of Duke and washed the earth with a flood to bless all people. Such rumours are frightening, as the Syrian population, which has just experienced a catastrophe, has been hostile to the remnants of the town of Tuk and has even witnessed several sieges and attacks on the estate.

Duke town miners were strong and not good to mess with, temporarily picked up weapons to guard the estate, eventually a bloody clash broke out, and the rioters were killed in the fight. Miners are in self-defence, and Governor Shaw Mo has no reason to punish them from the standpoint of city law, but the agitated population cannot forgive the killings of miners.

Almost every day someone shouted outside the estate: "Kill them, in the name of the gods!” There have always been attempts to rush into the manor to attack Moses and others, and friction continues, not even the guards in the city state can resist.

Moses and the rest of the town of Turk have become the target, and even the shops in the city state are reluctant to sell them, and when the food stored in the estate has been eaten, they will hardly survive. Gore was not in Syria City at the time, and the archdeacon had returned to Wangdu to shut the door and practise.

But before Gore left, he seemed to have anticipated this situation, deliberately instructing his disciple, Acting High Priest Wallet, to take care of Moses and others. At the sight of the impenetrable, Wallet entered the estate with the guards of the temple and found Moses. Under the circumstances, it was impossible for Moses et al. to remain in Syria City State, and Wallet asked him where he wanted to go.

None of the miners had ever gone far, and of course there was nowhere else to go, and Moses was just an eighteen- or nine-year-old child, and he had never been anywhere but in the town of Duke and the state of Syria, and he had only thought about Rhode-Dick for half a day. The owner of Cape Ecuadorian City State had a good relationship with his father and had no choice but to seek refuge in Cape Ecuadorian City State.

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