No lack of scheming people who bring harm

When he returned to Winterwind, the city gate hadn't been closed yet. At this moment, a black carriage with the symbol of a green tree came by. The carriage was very domineering and swaggered forward in the middle of the road. It was already late at night, and the few people on the road who saw the carriage immediately got out of the way, fearing that they would be eaten. — —

The carriage of the Goddess of Life … was just like their goddess, Lady Rose, full of hostility. As if sensing Liang Lidong's peaceful and steady mental power, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a pair of hazel eyes peered out. The eyes paused on Liang Lidong for a moment, and when they saw Joan Of Arc, they were slightly surprised. Then, the curtain was lowered again.

The man was quite intimidating. His mental power was estimated to be between 10 and 11, but he didn't launch any substantial mental attacks. He didn't seem to have learned any mental spells or specialties. He seemed to be older than Ackerman, and he must be of high status in the church. He might be a bishop.

Before he knew it, it was snowing again. Snowflakes fluttered in the night sky. Although Liang Lidong was no longer afraid of the cold with his current physique, he still subconsciously tightened the collar of his robe. Even a spellcaster would have sufficient respect for the laws of nature.

After he entered the city, Liang Lidong checked in at the best hotel. As a modern man, he would try to live in a clean environment if he could, but it didn't mean that he couldn't tolerate dirty places. In the game, he had crawled through swamps and squatted in cesspits. At first, he hated such a disgusting environment, but as time went on in the game, he saw countless killings, deaths, broken limbs, rotten corpses, and a series of other negative scenes. He realized that squatting in a stinky cesspit was a hundred times better than squatting next to a rotten corpse.

The best hotel, the best rooms … cost 10 silver coins a day. This was a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but for professionals and nobles, it was like mosquito meat.

Lying on the clean and soft velvet feather bed, Liang Lidong stretched himself. Joan Of Arc walked back and forth on the bed and exclaimed, "Oh — oh, what a comfortable bed. Master, let's buy a bed like this. It's much better than the small wooden bed at home."

"We'll have to wait until the temple is built and we live in the big house." Liang Lidong said, "But you can't sleep now. You have to help me monitor Ackerman's movements. Keep an eye on him."

"Not sleeping at night is the enemy of girls!" Joan Of Arc said reluctantly. "How about we work in shifts? You do it at night, I do it during the day. "

"If I had a Stealth skill, I could take turns with you. However, my Mist Riding skill barely counts as a Stealth skill. Don't you think it's weird for a big fog to follow someone around? " Liang Lidong laughed. "Besides, I know that you magical beasts can stay up for a few days and nights without sleep."

"Fine, you're right!" Joan Of Arc sighed, flapped her wings, and flew out of the window.

Liang Lidong slept. When he woke up the next day, he asked the hotel staff to send him breakfast. It was a simple breakfast, with only honey bread and a glass of milk. As he ate, he asked through the mental channel, "Joan Of Arc, how is it? Did you find Ackerman? "

"Found him. He didn't go anywhere last night. He stayed in the temple." Joan Of Arc's voice was transmitted through the mental channel. "I was hiding in the treetops outside the window. He was chatting with a little boy in his room … Oh, he touched the boy's face, and the boy smiled happily. He continued to touch downwards … I felt all the feathers on my body trembling in disgust. Do you want to share my vision and see this scene?"

"Forget it!" Liang Lidong refused without the slightest hesitation and cut off the mental channel.

After eating breakfast, he left the hotel and went to the Mercenary Guild. On the second floor, the black-gowned girl was still selling alchemy items. When she saw Liang Lidong, she shivered and stood up. "Your Excellency Red Priest, may I ask how I can help you?"

"I know that the Mercenary Guild has many books. Do you have any information about the deeds of gods?"

The girl thought for a moment and said, "There are several such books. I remember that they are on the third floor. Do you need me to help you take them down?"

"Then I will trouble you!"

The girl ran up the stairs and ran down again. She was gasping for breath when she handed over three black books. "Your Excellency, we only have these three books for the time being. The other books seem to have been loaned out."

"How much?" Liang Lidong took the three black books. They were made of pure paper, which couldn't be compared to coarse parchment paper, so their price was naturally not cheap.

"No, no need for money!" The girl waved her hand vigorously. "If Your Excellency hadn't reminded me that there was a problem with the spell slots, I might have already followed in my teacher's footsteps. These three books aren't worth much. They are just a small token of my appreciation. "

The girl's face was filled with nervousness and sincerity. Liang Lidong nodded. "Then I won't be polite … In the future, if you have any questions about magic that you don't understand, you can come and ask me. If I understand, I will answer them for you."

This was not Liang Lidong boasting. Although he was only a Divine Descendant, players often shared information about the game, including magic.

Moreover, he had collected most of the spell models in the game and often created magic scrolls, so he had a deep understanding of the efficiency of magic circulation. His theoretical knowledge was at the level of a Master.

"Thank you, thank you!" The girl happily bowed with all her might. She was only a magic apprentice and had only memorized a few spells, and their levels were very low. After her teacher Karl's death, she had no one to guide her, so she didn't know how to continue on the path of magic. Now that there was someone willing to answer her questions, she was extremely happy.

After leaving the Mercenary Guild and returning to the inn, he impatiently read the three books.

After spending an afternoon, he flipped through the three books and sorted out some clues. More than half of the names of the gods had changed from three hundred years ago. For example, the Goddess of Life Eliya had changed to Rose, and the Goddess of Storms Emily had changed to God of Storms Spencer … There were also some gods whose whereabouts were unknown, such as Goddess Woking, who was not recorded in the three books.

In addition, Liang Lidong discovered that the three books did not have any records of the miracles of three hundred years ago. It seemed that many things had been artificially covered up.

Liang Lidong did not know what had happened between the Heavenly Realm and the Demon World three hundred years ago, but he was certain that Blondie and Whitey's hibernation was definitely related to what had happened in the Heavenly Realm three hundred years ago. If he followed this clue, he should be able to find something. But the most important thing now was to increase his strength. This matter was related to the Heavenly Realm, so without sufficient strength, even if he found the truth, he would not be able to help.

Liang Lidong placed the three books to the side and sat down on a chair to ponder for a while. Then, he began to take out magic materials from the space and began to create magic scrolls. Since he had already decided to increase his strength, he could not waste any time. It was not easy to analyze Mistride in this inn. After all, this magic was too noisy and could cover an area of hundreds of meters in an instant.

However, crafting Magic Scrolls was a good way to grind for EXP. It required very little space, and even if one failed, they would only suffer a mental backlash. However, they would be fine after resting for a while, and they wouldn't damage the surrounding environment or any nearby objects.

Liang Lidong stayed in the inn. He asked Joan Of Arc to keep an eye on Ackerman while he continued to create magic scrolls in the inn. It had to be said that bird-type magic beasts were very suitable as scouts. They could follow targets in the sky and were difficult to detect. They could also burrow into the treetops and hide. Coupled with the eyesight of falcons, Joan Of Arc could keep an eye on the target from a long distance. This made it very unlikely that it would be discovered by the enemy.

Ackerman had been behaving normally. Other than playing with little boys from time to time, he did not have any bad habits. He also liked to drink at a place called Honey and Ale. He did not drink much and spent most of his time chatting with other drunkards.

The first day, normal.

The second day, normal.

On the fifth day, Liang Lidong leveled up and reached level four. Now his character panel was as follows:

Name: Beta Lyon (level four)

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Constitution: 7 (8.4)

Coordination: 7 (8.4)

Intelligence: 7 (8.4)

Will: 7 (8.4)

Charm: 7 (8.4)

Since he was level even, Liang Lidong could now obtain a talent from the egg twister system. He opened the system painting and looked at the three icons that appeared in his vision. Then, he moved his mind to check the information of the three talents.

Strong Mind: You have a stronger mind than you think. You are much more resistant to will-type spells and techniques than ordinary people. Effects of mental spells and skills on you are reduced by 20%.

Fire Proficiency: When you use fire spells or scrolls, the effects of the spells are increased by 15%.

Uncontrollable Rage: Active talent. After use, you will be in a state of rage for 10 + (Level x2) minutes. When in a state of rage, your constitution and coordination will temporarily increase by 0.5 + (Level x0.2). Because you have lost some rationality in the state of rage, the effects of all spells will be reduced by 10%.

These three talents were not bad. Liang Lidong thought for a while and finally chose Uncontrollable Rage. On the surface, Fire Proficiency was more powerful and practical, while Uncontrollable Rage had a negative effect. However, as an experienced player, Liang Lidong knew very well that increasing constitution and coordination at the same time would mean greater offensive ability and mobility. Coordination, in particular, could increase the speed of a character's movement and reaction speed. Sometimes, in a battle, a delay of 0.1 seconds meant defeat.

As for the 10% reduction in magic effects, it would only take effect when in a state of rage. At most, it would be offset by the effect of Light of Wisdom. The power of magic scrolls that Liang Lidong used was not weak either.

After choosing his talent, Liang Lidong continued to create magic scrolls to farm EXP. As his level increased, the speed of growth would become slower and slower. It took him five months to go from Level-3 to Level-4. It would probably take him about a year to reach Level-5.

However, this was already a very fast growth speed. NPCs grew much slower than players. Barbara, for example, was a talented Magician. She had started magic training at the age of ten and was now seventeen. She had only reached Level-5 after seven years.

On the sixth day, Ackerman was still behaving normally.

On the seventh day, the spring equinox had arrived. The winter snow had melted, and the entire city was colder than the previous two days. Today, Ackerman was still behaving normally.

"There are always unruly people who want to harm me!"

Liang Lidong sat by the window and watched the sun set. He muttered self-deprecating jokes that only players would understand. He wondered if he was too sensitive and had the mentality of a victim. However, in less than two minutes, Joan Of Arc's voice came from the mental channel.

"Master, the situation has changed. I will share my vision and hearing with you."

Liang Lidong closed his eyes, and a clear scene appeared in the system's vision. Ackerman, who was wearing a green follower's robe, was receiving a skinny mercenary. Their conversation could be faintly heard. Not only did Joan Of Arc possess extremely good vision, her hearing had also improved greatly after becoming a magic beast.

"… Investigate thoroughly. There is no such god as Goddess Woking!"

"That scoundrel dared to deceive me! I thought that he was really an ascetic follower. "

"The girl you want to take as your student is called Belin. She is a powerless girl from Reed Village. The man you want us to investigate is called Beta. His nickname is Red Priest. He is very powerful and has a good relationship with the city lord. "

"If I ask you to assassinate Red Priest, how many gold coins will you need?"

The skinny mercenary raised three fingers.

Ackerman clapped his hands. "Deal! I suddenly have a plan to make Belin willingly become my student. You will disguise yourselves as bandits and kill Red Priest before plundering Reed Village. It would be best if you kill Beta's parents and pretend to kill her. When the time comes, I will suddenly appear and you will put on a show. I will 'injure' her and rescue her. I don't believe that she won't become my student! "

The skinny mercenary sighed in admiration. "As expected, it is a good plan, but we will have to ask for more money to keep our mouths shut."

He raised another finger.

"Haha!" Ackerman laughed heartily. "As long as you put on a good show, I don't mind paying more gold coins!"

"Joan Of Arc, keep an eye on that mercenary. Find out who he is in contact with!"

"No problem!"

Liang Lidong broke off the mind connection, he began to check how many magic scrolls he had in his space backpack, then squinted his eyes and quietly waited for Joan Of Arc's message. Now Liang Lidong is even more grateful for the sense of crisis and the experience of being framed by NPCs that he has cultivated in the game. If it weren't for these two things that prompted him to patiently stalk Ackerman for seven days, he wouldv'e been in a passive position, unaware of things going on behind his back!