assistirfilmes Chapter 158 – Inquisitor of the Sun God and Magician of the Tower (5)
Chapter 158 – Inquisitor of the Sun God and Magician of the Tower (5)
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Chapter 158:The Inquisitor of the Sun God and Magician of the Magic Tower. (5)
The Library of the Barkan Territory
There, he once read a book explaining the Forbidden Lands that exist on the continent.
Among these realms was something called the deep-sea domain, where primates supposedly lived and breathed.
“...They’re targeting the mermaid city?”
“I’m not entirely sure, but it’s almost certain.”
“Hmmm. What kind of creatures are they?”
By primates, she must have meant animals like monkeys.
The idea of such creatures living in the depths of the sea was hard to picture.
When asked about it, Aquaz answered.
“We don’t know that much either.”
Until now, the existence of the Forbidden Lands had been confined within themselves, never coming out onto the continent.
Only a few suicidal adventurers ever entered the Forbidden Lands, so information about them was scarce.
“The reason we discovered their involvement in this issue was because a missing sailor barely managed to return to the city by clinging to a plank from his wrecked ship.”
The hypothermic sailor, trembling and terrified, reported that primates had attacked them underwater.
However, he had been so traumatized and panicked that no further information could be extracted.
“I see,”
Ketal muttered as if he had understood the gist of it.
“That sounds quite dangerous.”
“We’re prepared for it,”
Aquaz said, clutching the emblem hanging around her neck.
“I will do my best to help as well.”
“...Thank you sincerely.”
A warm atmosphere flowed between Ketal and Aquaz.
In contrast, the magician of the Magic Tower, Baker, maintained a dissatisfied silence.
Ketal, recalling Baker’s presence, asked in a friendly tone.
“You’re Baker, right? What do you think? I’m curious about the perspective of a magician.”
“Don’t talk to me, barbarian,”
Baker said coldly, displaying a clear refusal.
Aquaz was taken aback by his attitude.
“Uh, Mr. Baker...”
“It’s fine, Aquaz. It seems we still have some distance to bridge,”
Ketal said with a smile.
“It’s going to be a long journey. We’ll have plenty of time to become friends.”
Baker’s face twisted at Ketal’s casual demeanor.
* * *
To be honest, Ketal had no particular thoughts about Baker.
He actually wanted to befriend him.
As a magician from the Magic Tower, Baker could provide valuable information about various magic and insights into the inner workings of the tower.
Ketal held no hostility, only goodwill.
However, the same couldn’t be said for the other party. Baker gritted his teeth.
‘...Damn barbarian. Why did he have to join our journey?’
Aquaz’s pilgrimage aimed to preemptively address the chaos of the world.
There was no gain or reward in it, and it required traveling across the entire continent, which was both time-consuming and life-threatening.
It was a pilgrimage only a devout believer of the god could undertake.
The reason Baker, a magician, joined such a pilgrimage was simple: he was in love with Aquaz.
Baker’s parents were magicians of the Magic Tower, and he had spent his entire life there.
With his parents’ teachings and his exceptional talent, he had reached the level of a superhuman at a young age.
He was recognized by the tower and was considered a future leader of his school of magic.
Baker was content with this life.
He believed he would spend his whole life researching magic in the tower.
However, one day, he met Aquaz, who had come to the tower seeking support for an artifact.
At that moment, Baker fell in love with Aquaz at first sight.
Silver hair that shone like the moon.
Eyes like precious red gemstones.
Skin as white as snow.
A calm expression that seemed to accept all the sins of the world.
Aquaz appeared like an incarnation of beauty, and Baker’s heart pounded.
At the age of thirty-two, he experienced his very first love.
Since then, he ignored all the concerns and objections from his school and decided to accompany Aquaz on the pilgrimage.
For someone who had lived a sheltered life, the journey was extremely tough, but just being with Aquaz made him incredibly happy.
‘Hmph.’
The pitiful barbarian must be jealous that a great hero praised him.
At least, that’s what Baker thought.
But that thought was soon shattered.
After traveling some distance, they took a break.
Ketal asked Aquaz,
“Aquaz, may I ask you something?”
“What is it?”
“I want to ask about the use of holy power. I’ve learned it, but you might know a different method.”
Aquaz was a follower of the Sun God.
The use of holy power could differ since they served different gods.
Ketal was curious about this.
Aquaz nodded understandingly.
“First, show me how you manifest holy power.”
Ketal clenched his fist, and a brilliant light shone above it.
It was the power bestowed upon those who served a god.
It was holy power.
Baker’s eyes widened.
“...Wait. Holy power?”
“Oh, you didn’t know,”
Aquaz realized she hadn’t explained it to Baker.
She explained that Ketal had greatly assisted in the holy land of Kalosia, and in the end, Kalosia had personally allowed Ketal to use a holy relic, granting him holy power.
Hearing the explanation, Baker’s jaw dropped.
“Is that even possible?”
A god allowing their holy relic to someone who wasn’t even a follower?
It was unheard of.
Aquaz gave a wry smile.
“I think so too, but it actually happened.”
Baker closed his mouth.
Although it was indeed impressive that the Tower Master had personally come to talk to him, Ketal, who had received a holy relic directly from a god, was even more remarkable.
In this world, the value of gods was immense.
Being acknowledged by a god was an enormous honor in itself.
If Ketal were to spread that fact, he could garner more respect than Baker.
Ketal, in a tone suggesting he wasn’t sure, said,
“Even if you say so, it doesn’t mean much to me. I find it more impressive that Aquaz can use the Holy Scripture.”
When he first met Aquaz, he didn’t think much of it.
He merely thought that, as a powerful believer, she could use the Holy Scripture.
However, after visiting Kalosia’s holy land, he understood clearly.
The Holy Scripture was an incredibly precious and special power.
In the entire Kalosia church, only the saintess could use the Holy Scripture.
Aquaz, who could wield it, was undoubtedly an exceptional believer.
“Well...,”
Aquaz trailed off.
Objectively speaking, being allowed to use a holy relic despite not being a believer was more impressive than wielding the Holy Scripture.
“So, what are you curious about?”
“Since the gods we serve are different, does the use of holy power vary too?”
“Yes. While the great celestial power is the same, it is bestowed by different gods. However, the basic results are similar.”
Ketal could use Kalosia’s holy power to create a bell of the heart that detected lies.
Aquaz, using the Sun God’s holy power, could illuminate everything and see transparently if a lie was contained in the words.
The results were similar, but the methods were different.
Ketal found this interesting.
“So, there are such differences. Generally, the results seem to be similar.”
“Not all churches are like that. Some possess very special, even alien-seeming powers. A prime example is the church that serves Federica.”
“What kind of church is that?”
Ketal and Aquaz continued their conversation joyfully.
Meanwhile, Baker couldn’t join in and felt left out.
After a pleasant exchange with Aquaz, Ketal noticed Baker remaining silent.
“Oh, sorry. I got caught up in the conversation. Do you have any questions?”
Ketal asked.
“N-no, it’s fine...,”
Baker replied, his voice lacking energy.
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