After the holy sword is broken

Chapter 19

"Do blacksmiths also need to run around in order to solve these hidden dangers?"

"Ordinary weapons are not so troublesome to forge. Even if there are, I will instruct the client, or the guy who owes me a debt of favor to deal with it."

"Then why did you come out this time?"

"Because I want to watch you, lest you die in a corner I don't know."

"...can you wish me a treat?"

Burgess glanced at him and said softly, "I hope you better than anyone else."

Alger's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this, but he didn't answer.

At this moment they were walking along a stream, the one outside Burgens' brick house.

The blacksmith apprentice was not with him.

The weather was fine that day, and the cloud of the Feast of Prayers did not last.The sky was clear, the sun shone on the water, sparkling.

On the weeds that are a little more lush than early spring, there is dew that reflects the light. When people pass by there, they will be shaken off finely, like a small group of fireflies.

"You know the location?" Burgess asked.

"I don't know yet, so we have to go to Dana's mage tower first."

"He's back already?"

"No, but I have permission to enter the Mage Tower."

Alger pointed to a stone path in the stream: "It will be much closer if you walk from here."

The stream in this section is not turbulent, but it is not calm either.The water flow carries a few branches and grass leaves, and when it hits the stones, a few splashes will be made.

The stream water is very clear, you can see the pebbles on the white sand at a glance, and there are a few fish swimming in the water, swinging their fins leisurely, whether upstream or downstream, it seems that they have not affected them.

Alger stepped on it briskly and without any psychological burden. When he turned around and saw Burgess hesitating by the stream, he stretched out his hand towards him and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, the water here is not deep, and even if you accidentally step on the wrong side, I will Will catch you too."

The sunlight shone on the executor's silver hair, like a layer of flowing gold, and the three-dimensional facial features revealed deep shadows under the slanting sunlight.

"Who's scared?" Burgess said with a disdainful expression, but he shook his hand honestly.

The stones in the water have been washed by the water for many years, and they have become loose, and they will shake slightly when standing on them.

"It's really not solid. A bridge should be built seriously." Burgess complained.

Alger smiled: "Small place, everyone's life is not so delicate, I've wronged you."

Burgess snorted softly, and was about to say something, when a black shadow suddenly appeared at his feet, and the splash of water splashed onto the hem of his robe.

Frightened, Burgess stepped back half a step with a sullen face, and just missed the space.

Grit your teeth, close your eyes, and hold your breath.

The waist tightened, and the world spun, but the expected falling into the water did not happen.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was Alger's magnified face, and he was held in his arms.

"Let me carry you there, don't move around, or both of us will fall."

Alger said it lightly.

Burgess was held in his arms, his whole body was stiff, let alone moving, he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

My heart was beating very fast, I don't know if it was because of the accident just now, or because of the people close at hand.

When the man spoke, the subtle vibrations in his chest would be transmitted through his clothes, making his face hot.

Looking up from the bottom up, the eyes are against the sun, a little dazzling and blurry, only the faint outlines can be seen, with tiny fluff, very gentle.

"You can put your hands around my neck, it will be easier, but it's not a few steps."

Alger didn't seem to feel any pressure, stepped briskly on the stones one by one, and walked a long way thoughtfully, far away from the stream.

The executor's arms were very strong, and he held an adult male horizontally, all of which were steady.

"Here, let me put you down now?"

Burgess looked at him blankly, with a look of complete lack of decision-making ability.

Alger had no choice but to bend down slightly, and after putting him down, he supported him a little bit.

"Are you okay? You won't be so scared?"

Burgess stood firm on the ground, feeling dizzy.

He slowly recovered his voice, a little hoarsely: "What was that just now?"

"It's just a fish." Alger looked at him with a smile, "If you're too angry, I'll catch it and cook it for you."

Burgess straightened out his clothes slowly, carefully smoothing out every wrinkle, his hands were still a little stiff, but he regained the strength to harass people: "Does this sound like a priest said?"

Alger spread his hands: "The religious order didn't prohibit meat eating either."

Burgess finished straightening his clothes, but his expression was still tense: "Go on."

Alger nodded, but still glanced at him a few more times.

"Look at what?" He stared.

Burgess' tone began to turn bad. Alger thought for a while, and it was better not to tell him about his blushing. After all, this man was a bit fierce when he got angry.

"Oh, Mr. Alger, you're here! Can you tell me, have you seen my master, your best friend Dana? He hasn't heard from him for a long time, let me think about... well, six days ago that In the morning, he went out for an emergency meeting and never came back. Ah, he didn't disappear suddenly like his teacher, my former master, did he? My God, he didn't even leave a single student behind Come on, just leave me like this, and stay alone in this cold mage tower..."

"Calm down, Mr. Tarling." Alger gestured to him to stop: "He's just going to perform a mission, please rest assured."

The image of Taling caressed his chest, as if he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, I can't stand the scare now, and I made you laugh. But why didn't he even send back a word? I don't know How worried are you? It's obviously not too young, and you still don't think about it..."

Like an old lady, it couldn't stop chanting.

"That's right, it's too much, it's outrageous, I'll definitely tell you about him next time we meet." Alger echoed to comfort him, familiar with the way.

"Also, can we go in?"

"Of course, I'm the one who neglected you. Please come in, Mr. Alger and Mr. Burgess. I ignored you just now. Please don't take offense. My emotional ups and downs are too great. Back then, my former master suddenly disappeared. At that time, I was almost going crazy, and I really didn't want to experience it again."

As Taling talked, he conjured up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, obviously touching the sad part and being moved with true emotion.

At the same time, the door of the mage tower opened towards the two of them.

"Do you need something to drink? Herbal tea? Or honey water? I remember that Mr. Alger doesn't like fresh fruit juice. Is milk okay? What about Mr. Burgess? Are there any taboos and preferences..."

After the two entered the mage tower, they came to a living room. The tower spirit turned into the image of a housekeeper, muttering to the side.

"No, no need." Dana wasn't there, Alger couldn't silence him, so he could only refuse with words: "We'll be leaving soon, can you bring the pendulum and the map, please?"

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment."

The pagoda spirit transformed into a clone, and disappeared from the living room. The main body remained in place, without delaying half a sentence, and went on smoothly: "Is there anything else that needs to be prepared? The parchment, quill pen, etc. Got ink? Ah, by the way, if you want to use a pendulum, do you need a stand?"

"No, I don't write, and my hands don't shake."

Taring's enthusiasm was overwhelming, and it gave Alger a headache.

Fortunately, the things were brought quickly. Alger spread the map of the New World on the table, and then took out the "involved | incident" topaz from the sealed box and held it in the palm of his right hand.

The pendulum is made of white crystal, tapered and attached to a metal chain with the tip pointing down.

Alger wrapped the chain around his right index finger twice, and hung it on the map.

"You know divination?" Burgess was a little puzzled: "Aren't you a warrior?"

"Professionally speaking, I am indeed a pure fighter, but as the executor of the poem of truth, I always know a little bit about everything."

Alger smiled at him.

"When it comes to divination, I'm also very good at it. Unfortunately, my talent is limited and I can't reach the level of sophistication of most mages."

"What a... accident," Burgess said.

Argel bent his lips towards him again, turned his head, and looked at the map and the pendulum hanging above.

Silver-gray eyes narrowed slightly.

The pendulum swung slightly, and Alger's hand moved along with its power. Finally, the tip of the white crystal circled a small area on the map.

"Out of the sphere of influence of the poem of truth, fortunately, it is still covered by the power of the religious department."

Alger put away the pendulum: "'The Secret Key of the Holy Gate' is stationed there, it should be this sect, and it is also somewhat bordered by the location of 'Dawn and Dawn'. Before investigating, you have to say hello to them."

"The range is too large." Burgess stood on the side, and he could clearly see the result of the divination just now. He commented: "It also encloses a mountain range."

"The level is limited, so it can't be compared with a real mage." Alger smiled good-naturedly: "The accuracy will improve after the location is close. Moreover, divination is only auxiliary, and the most important thing is information collection, filtering and processing."

"How to collect?"

"There are many ways. For example, we can ask the branch of 'Eye of the Sky' over there."

"What is the eye of the sky?"

"A religious order, they sell information all over the mainland, and the dock town also has their branch."

"Intel merchants? Sounds like a rogue organization."

Alger smiled: "You think so too."

The executor's smile was so bright that there was no trace of gloom. After the accident that day, this kind of smile never showed again. This was the first time Burgess saw it.

"Dana is not here, so I can only go by myself, and I need to plan the route first."

"Isn't there a mage who can open portals in the religious order?"

"You mean Your Excellency Fei Liya? After answering my questions, she also left the dock town, so we can only travel in ordinary ways for the time being."

Alger traced on the map with his fingertips: "It's a bit far away, I'm afraid both land and water routes will be used. Are you used to taking ships?"

The author has something to say: Are you used to taking ships?

Obviously not.

[Additional explanation, if you feel that it is too long-winded, skipping and not reading it will not affect normal reading. 】

The method of using the pendulum mentioned here is not the most common usage of "yes, no, uncertain", but a method that is similar to the ancient water-seeking and object-finding techniques, and then integrated into some chart methods. .

Although there are no authoritative documents (in other words, is there really such a thing in the world of occultism...) to show that there is such a usage, but if the magic power itself is not considered, the objective interference with divination is still feasible in my personal opinion .

Besides, let's take a step back... After all, this is just a novel with a high demon background... (Wang Tian)