021, a mountain is higher than a mountain

Amon has been traveling through the deep mountains and jungles for three days. Every time he rested in the past three days, he has been practicing the Qi element magic according to the old madman's instructions. With the experience of learning the Water element magic and the help of the staff, Amon mastered the low-level Qi element magic very quickly. Then he did not use the staff to take tricks when practicing, and it was of course much more difficult to use the magic power alone.

Schrödinger never walked by himself. When Amon was on the way, he slept soundly in his skin. He only ate one meal every day in the evening, but it had to be made specifically for him. Amon touched the cat's temper and just let it eat first and then eat it himself. Schrödinger seemed very satisfied.

The deeper you go into the mountains, the air becomes wetter. Although the changes along the way are very weak, Amon, who is proficient in various low-level water element magic techniques and is practicing Qi element magic techniques, still noticed them keenly.

We need to introduce the terrain of Duke Town. To the north is the Assyrian Plateau, which is majestic and dangerous and very desolate. To the east is also steep mountains, but the vegetation is very dense. On both sides of the southwest are relatively low plains. The wind blowing from the ocean from the southwest direction directly passes through the plain, with little precipitation, so a dry Syrian desert formed to the south of the town. The sea breeze encountered mountain barriers in the northeast direction, forming convection, with a lot of rainfall, and also nurtured the Youdi River.

The terrain in the mountains is not suitable for people to live in, and the black fire jungle and the Syrian desert are not suitable for establishing towns. Duke Town happens to be on the edge of this transition. At the foot of the mountains on both sides of the southeast, there is a stream for drinking and not too drought, but the land is quite barren.

As Amon walked eastward, the terrain became higher and higher. It was the sea breeze that was blocked and formed convection in the mid-mountain. From childhood to adulthood, Amon, who rarely saw rain, encountered several rains one after another. Sometimes the rain was like flying silk, densely packed into people's collars with the wind. Sometimes the rain was like a pour, and even the sight was not clear on all sides, and the feet were extremely slippery.

It is very dangerous to walk in such mountains and fields in the rain. Not only does there be no road, but you may slip down deep cliffs and even the bones cannot be found. It is said that Amon should stop and wait until the rain stops before talking, but the rain is always intermittent, so Amon had to rush in the rain. Schrödinger sneezes when the rain rains, which is not like a cold or unhappy.

Amon didn't want to take risks with his life, but he had other ways. Every time the raindrops floated up in the sky, he used his staff. The light rain drifted away with the wind, and the heavy rain condensed into a water curtain and fell around him. Amon's body was always dry and the road under his feet could be seen clearly. If other magicians saw Amon using the water element and the Qi element magic at the same time, they were just to walk in the rain, and they would probably vomit blood again!

Is it so hard for a noble magician to walk in the rain? Even if you have to go out in the rain, you can still sit in a comfortable caravan. If you can't take a car, you can wear a waterproof cloak and boots to let the strong slaves carry a big umbrella. The power of the magician will be exhausted and needs restoration to recover. Just like the physical strength of ordinary people will be consumed, and it is much more tiring than the physical labor of ordinary people. The noble magicians do not torment themselves like this.

If they knew what kind of staff Amon was using, they would probably not only vomit blood, or even faint. Amon could use this staff to travel through the mountains in the rain and perform two magical techniques at the same time. At the beginning, he did not regard this as a practice, just to shelter from the rain, because the old madman told him not to use special divine stones when practicing.

Neither water nor wind were summoned by him, but the natural power between heaven and earth was operating. Amon accidentally remembered what the old madman said before saying goodbye: "When you practice these two elemental magic, don't pursue how high-level it is, but also pay attention to how to fight, use and protect yourself in front of nature. If you can control a drop of water, you must learn how to prevent this drop of water from being dispersed in the river."

Amon seemed to have experienced another way of practicing divine arts by himself, not to call the wind and rain, but how to face the power of wind and rain, use divine arts to adapt to it, so that he can walk through it without getting wet. Thanks to that staff, he can practice this way.

Amon walked alone in the mountains with heavy branches of sperm and a lazy fat cat on his back for three days and three nights, and used two magics to avoid wind and rain when it rained. This was a great test and consumption for physical strength, energy, and mana, and its intensity was probably greater than that of any marching on the mainland.

Although he was dry, he sometimes needed to climb rocks in the slippery and muddy mountains, and sometimes he needed to slash a path. He had high requirements for coordination of strength, agility and endurance. This was actually a kind of best physical exercise, but it was not a fighting skill on the battlefield. He encountered beasts in the deep mountains several times along the way. Only then did Amon realize that he was not afraid of. He waved his iron branches and gestured a few times, and all the seemingly ferocious beasts were scared away.

Amon did not hunt or chase his prey. He remembered the words of the old madman and walked east for three days to a high slope to look around, then frowned and hesitated. The old madman asked him to climb the highest mountain in three days. It was obvious that there were two mountains on the left and right here. He saw it yesterday. He probably walked around for another two days and saw that the highest place was also these two mountains.

But he couldn't see which mountain was higher. Because of the angle, he looked up and saw the ethereal clouds covering the top of the mountain. On the right was a steep mountain peak with rugged rocks and cliff walls. It seemed a little higher, but it was difficult for Amon to climb up. The mountain on the right was very magnificent, and there were continuous ups and downs at the height, not only a mountain but a plateau of overlapping peaks.

Where was going? Amon was hesitating, Schrödinger suddenly stretched his waist, jumped out of his skin pocket, and took a small step to run down the right slope. The lazy cat actually walked by himself. Amon hurriedly chased after him, and almost slipped, covered with wet moss and could hardly stand. He chased and shouted, "Schrödinger, where are you going?"

The cat ran not far away, and when it reached a valley, it stopped, raised its front paws and pointed it above, and called out softly. Amon, who was chasing him, looked in the direction the cat pointed, and it turned out to be a small path among the trees, winding towards the mountain. Schrödinger obviously wanted to show the way, but there was really a way in the mountain, which made Amon feel very strange.

Amon discovered footprints. Someone had just walked here a few days ago. His wide footboards were not worn, so he should be a cave savage. This place may lead to a larger cave savage tribe. Amon tried his best to avoid encountering cave savages along the way, but Schrödinger actually asked him to go in this direction.

Amon couldn't discuss it with the cat. He carefully studied the nearby footprints and there were two rows of footprints wearing shoes! One row of footprints was worn by shoes woven by mountain serpents, with slightly rough patterns and very finely woven, while the other person was wearing boots with teeth on the bottom.

This kind of boot is waterproof and anti-slip, which is very suitable for walking on this kind of mountain road, but only people with status can afford it. Judging from the footprints, the tooth marks of the boots have been worn very flat, which means that this is an old pair of boots. The footprints of this line look the latest, and it may take less than a day for this person to walk through. Could there be other people here besides the cave savages? This is a deep mountain far away from the town!

"Schrödinger, are we really going to take this road? There seems to be a tribe of savages living in caves on this mountain, and the footprints that others have just walked through are very strange. If you encounter them, I wonder what trouble will be?" Amon said to the cat in a negotiated tone.

Schrödinger twisted his neck, looked back at Amon, looking at Amon, looking as if he was despising a useless coward, and then squatted there and looked at the mountain road. Amon understood that Schrödinger wanted him to climb the mountain, so he picked Schrödinger up and put him in his skin bag, and walked towards the high mountain in front of his right hand.

When he picked up Schrödinger, Amon felt that this lazy and greedy fat cat was raised by himself for three days and became a little thinner and his hair became cleaner and not as dirty as before. When it just jumped out of its skin pocket, its figure was vaguely a bit as agility and flexibility as a cat should have.

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Just as Amon climbed the trail to a high place, a group of noble adults came to Duke Town. The noble adults from afar rarely came to Duke Town, a mining area with harsh conditions and harsh environment, but it has been very lively recently. Rhode Dick had just left less than three months ago, and the governor of the Syrian city-state, Governor Fermiyan Xiao Mo, also came.

The post road that travels through the black fire jungle can only allow a single-shaft carriage to travel incorrectly. Xiao Mo rode by the luxurious double-shaft carriage, and all other people and cars had to go to the bushes on the side of the road to avoid it. Taking this ** car on the official post road is definitely a symbol of status and status. No matter how rich an average person is, the levels on the post station will not be released.

But this time, Xiao Mo's carriage was just the first one to drive the road in the front, accompanied by Xiao Gu, the priest of Duke Town and Xiao Mo's assistant Morton. The second car was hosted by the envoy Mithel Randir, the envoy sent by King Hati. He was an official of the Ministry of Justice of the Kingdom of Hati and a fifth-level magician. He was naturally not a big shot in King Hati, but as a special envoy, he seemed very noble when he came to the Syrian city-state, and local officials along the way had to be careful to serve him.

The last car was very large and comfortable, made of the best snow-shirt wood, but not too many gorgeous decorations. The carport was plain and there was only a sign of the Enriel Temple on the top, which was Grey's car. The high priest Couseman accompanied Grey in the car. There were cavalry guards in front and behind the convoy. There had never been such a pompous team on the post road in the black fire jungle.

Randil was very proud and even a little fluttering, feeling a sense of satisfaction of a dragon entering the sea. As the imperial envoy of the royal capital, his identity was indeed extraordinary. He just went to Duke Town to punish a miner. Unexpectedly, the great magician Ge Lie followed him. Who could have such a follower? As soon as Ge Lie came, Xiao Mo, the governor of the Syrian city-state, also accompanied him, and everyone seemed to be serving him alone.

Although the Black Fire Jungle is strange and desolate, Randir is full of joy.

Xiao Gu, who was sitting in the first car, was also very happy. The priest's "illness" had been completely cured. His complexion looked more energetic than usual, and he was a little radiant. This time, he gained a lot of rewards from the city-state trip. He actually had the opportunity to curry favor with Lord Randir from the royal capital. Although Randir was arrogant when speaking, he still talked with him a lot of local products, especially interested in the divine stones, and expressed some appreciation for him.

The most important thing is that he asked Lord Randir about his purpose - he was to punish Amon and wanted to behead the child in public! Since Ma Qi disappeared, Xiao Gu couldn't sleep or eat, and Amon became a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh, but he didn't dare to provoke him again. Now, all the troubles have been solved, and he doesn't need to take action.

Lord Randil did appreciate him a little, especially when Xiao Gu told Randil Amon that there was a blue water heart in his hand, Randil's eyes lit up and asked, "Xiao Gu, what do you think you should deal with Amon's relics?"

The capital's order was to behead Amon in public, but he did not say that he would confiscate his property. What property should a small town miner confiscate? The dignified Ministry of Law of the Kingdom would not think of this. Unexpectedly, he heard such good news from Xiao Gu.

Amon's "legacy" is of course his father. But Xiao Gu blinked and said, "I will advance the tax that Amon should pay for this batch of divine stones. This batch of divine stones should be confiscated by the temple of this town. Of course, Youlan Shuixin will be dedicated to you. This is the will of the gods! It is you who punishes his sins."

Randil nodded with satisfaction and said, "Xiao Gu, you are so incompetent to be just a priest and secretary in a small town!" - It was this sentence that made Xiao Gu so excited yesterday that he couldn't sleep well all night.

There was a quick horse report. Mayor Dasty, who received the news, rang out the bell of Muyun Temple early in the morning, summoned the townsmen to gather, lined up on both sides of the post road east of the town to welcome him, and sprinkled water and petals on the road. The surrounding area of ​​Duke Town was anxious but could not pick so many flowers, so a lot of fresh tender leaves were sprinkled as decorations, which was also very beautiful.

When Xiao Gu sat in the governor's carriage and entered Duke Town, he felt a little fluttering. He suddenly felt that the townsmen and Mayor Dasty were welcoming him. When the adults sat down to rest in the hall of the temple, the maid brought wine and snacks. After listening to the flattery and compliment for a long time, Randil asked arrogantly: "Where is the miner named Amon in your town? Take him to the gate of the temple and gather all the townsmen. I want to punish him in public!"

Although he was in a good mood when he came, Randir couldn't stand the dirty environment of Duke Town with the smell of fireworks. He was not as patient as Rhode Dick, and he wanted to leave as soon as he came. He just wanted to finish his errand, get the benefits, and return to the Syrian city-state to enjoy the wine, food and beauty prepared by Governor Xiao Mo. He was not willing to live in Duke Town for even one night.

Upon hearing this, Dusty was stunned for a moment before answering, "Ammon? He had left Duke town three days ago. I sent him away in public according to the decree of the Kingdom."

"What? The miner escaped! Xiao Gu introduced the laws here to me. The miners in Duke Town cannot leave without permission. What's going on? Are you deliberately making things difficult for me? I came with the orders of the royal capital!" Randir's voice immediately rose octave, and he looked quite angry.

Xiao Gu's face turned dark, and he was anxious for a moment and even shouted to Das: "What did you do? Let Amon run away?"

Dasti thought in his heart that he had taken the wrong medicine, and glared at him and said, "Xiao Gu, did you hear it wrong just now? I sent Amon to leave Duke Town according to the laws of the kingdom, not him who escaped by himself." Then he said to Randyr in a panic tone: "Sir, I'm really sorry! I don't know you will come for Amon, this is the case..."

Dusty told the story of what happened three days ago and finally said: "Everyone in the town can prove that except for Xiao Gu who left his post due to illness, things are so coincidental."

Randir asked, "District? What kind of decree, why have I never heard of it?"

Das extracted a parchment and handed it to him respectfully: "This is the decree of the kingdom, please check it out."

Randir was not born thirty years ago, of course he had never heard of this decree. After reading it for a long time, he asked blankly: "Who is Bell?"

"Uh, the evil great magician Bell?" Gelie suddenly reached out and took the roll over, nodded and said, "Well... it is indeed this decree! I personally sent it here thirty years ago. At that time, I was just a priest of the Syrian temple. Dasty's father was the mayor here."

Governor Xiao Mo asked curiously: "Dear Master, can I take a look at this decree?"

Gelie threw the parchment to him casually and said, "Don't you believe what I said? Go back and ask your clerk to check it in the archives, and there is the same copy."

Xiao Mo also looked at it for a long time and finally asked the most critical question: "Dasty, can you tell me why a decree that has been ignored for thirty years suddenly was executed?"
Chapter completed!