Chapter 351
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"Goodbye then, Your Excellency Don Juan."
Louis nodded quietly to Annan.
Faced with the fact that he was suddenly relieved of his lengthy duties, he was not particularly excited, nor did he blame Annan for being meddlesome.
He just accepted the fact calmly and was grateful to Annan.
"I knew this day would come." Louis said when Annan came to the door.
In fact... at the very beginning, Louis didn't expect Annan to be able to clear the nightmare once.
And when Annan had never been in contact with "Nightmare: Gallery", he was able to complete the customs clearance only with Louis's less detailed strategy.
From that time on, Louis knew... that the time he would return to the capital would be much shorter than he expected.
Before Louis came to Frozen Water Harbor, he was already prepared to "purify the nightmare in Frozen Water Harbor until he was 40 years old"... He couldn't even solve this nightmare, and the mental preparation for his tragic death here was long overdue. There is.
The difficulty rating of nightmares within the church has a "ten-level ladder", and the numbers are gradually simplified from small to large - not according to the rank of nightmares, but according to "the efficiency and stability of purifying nightmares when holding divine magic" computational.
For a cleric, the difficulty of a nightmare does not necessarily match his rank - even for clerics of different faiths, the difficulty of the same nightmare can vary drastically.
It is entirely possible that the nightmare of the bronze rank is in the first three levels; the nightmare of the golden rank may theoretically be below the seventh level.
For example, Louis once purified a silver-level nightmare with a difficulty level of only seven.
In that nightmare, he appeared in a prison specially used to control superhumans as a silver-level destruction wizard. He wore a straitjacket, a shock-resistant helmet with an eye patch on his head, his hands and feet were bound in shackles, his fingernails were stripped and bandaged, his carrying was also deprived, and he even had three eight-hour shifts watching his guards.
The purpose of that nightmare was to kill or subdue at least one guard within eight hours, find and retake his own payload, and then escape from the prison.
- This is undoubtedly a very difficult nightmare.
At least Louis, has never thought of how to solve that problem.
But just as he entered that nightmare... he was restrained, tied to a chair by his watcher.
...and his monitor was playing cards with another monitor and two prisoners.
At this moment, Louis heard the sound of silver coins clashing.
He immediately used the magical technique of "statistical cash", and without vision, he forcibly locked the position of the currency on the table and made it appear in his eyes, and then judged the specific positions of the other four people.
Then he directly used the "check to pay taxes" - not surprisingly, four people were marked. Immediately followed by "compulsory taxation", the two silver coins on the designated table flew towards him... and turned one into a "sharp object" and one into "silver light dust".
The rest of the battle was over in ten seconds.
Afterwards, Louis held the sharp object in his right hand and five silver coins in his left hand. He killed him all the way, snatched the load, and rushed out quickly.
Although the warden reacted immediately and called the ballista,
However, the moment Louis rushed out of the prison, the nightmare had been successfully purified.
And it is still a powerful purification, and the remaining times are solved at one time.
This process took no more than three minutes.
What Lewis is good at is this kind of nightmare.
His greatest strength is that he is always fearless, calm, and determined.
In many cases, clerics cannot clear Nightmare, not because Nightmare is too difficult. After all, the clergy themselves have already cheated - in the nightmare of being unable to use extraordinary power, borrowing power directly from the gods through the imprint of the Holy Light.
It's like getting powerful equipment and a lot of consumables from the graduates in advance through email or face-to-face transactions when a certain function or formula has not yet been opened.
In such cases, priests usually fail not because of impossibility or increased difficulty, but simply because of a decision-making error, or simply because of a low-level personal error.
But Louis is different.
He has always followed his own instincts, without any hesitation and hesitation, let alone doubt his own decision-making.
When ordinary people see a bullet coming, they will subconsciously think "do you want to hide to the left or to the right", and the result is that they stand still in the center. Lewis, on the other hand, will dodge in a certain direction the moment he realizes he is being attacked - whether or not this is the optimal choice.
It is precisely because of this character that Reverend Lewis will take on this thankless task.
Yes, this task is not assigned.
But he took the initiative.
A nightmare that has not been purified in fifty years... If it fails, it will lose its memory, so it is completely impossible to use the advantages of the clergy to fight. This even made the agents of the Silver Hand hesitate.
Lewis was the first and only one to sign up.
Not because of blood, nor because of wanting to be promoted for this merit. When he simply heard "no one wants to come", he thought he should come - and when he came to Frozen Water Harbor, when he really realized that this was a dead end, he didn't regret his choice. Instead, stay here in peace, exercising as usual while purifying the nightmare in an orderly manner.
Compared with Annan, who has completely lost his "fear", Louis, who has no curse on his body, may be the real "warrior".
That's why he became Salvatore's friend.
Seniors have a very high eye for making friends.
"Goodbye, Reverend Lewis. You are a true knight."
Annan said softly, "The next time we meet, I will call you Knight Louis."
"According to the rules of the Silver Knight, you are now my senior. Just call my name Louis."
Louis replied earnestly: "I also admire your wisdom and courage - when you arrive in the royal capital, please be sure to notify me through the Church of Silver Lord."
He stood in front of Annan, like a heavy mountain, Annan could only reach his chest.
Annan smiled gently and nodded: "I will."
So Louis didn't look back, turned around and jogged away with his luggage on his back.
In the end, he did not take the carriage at the frozen water port-because the time was not urgent, and it was even much earlier than Louis expected, he decided to leave the North Sea Territory by running to exercise and recover his physical strength, and then follow and help all the way. Caravan, take a carriage to the capital.
"He's a good boy."
Bishop Daryl appeared silently behind Annan and sighed: "It's just a pity, such a character is not popular here in Sir Silver..."
"Are you speaking ill of Sir Silver?"
"It's called seeking truth from facts. And Sir Silver doesn't shy away from his reputation—he's an old man who only cares about money, or just profit. If you're very talented, even if you're very capable, even if you scold him in the face, as long as you're justified, Sir Silver will never do it. I won't be angry, but I will happily invite you to dinner."
Bishop Darryl continued to talk about Silver Sir's secret as if nothing had happened.
He sighed: "A child like Louis, who is silent and accepting death, may be more in line with the characters of Granny Buried and Lady Silent."
"Just like Duke Bone?"
Annan replied casually.
Hearing that name in Frozen Water Harbor, Daryl suddenly paused in shock and turned to look at Annan.
But nothing abnormal happened.
It was only then that he finally reacted... The gallery has been purified.
Old Bread couldn't help laughing: "Yes, it's over. I almost forgot..."
"There is no problem here. When I go back and report the final result to a man, Frozen Water Port will no longer need anyone to stay behind."
Annan replied casually: "How are you going to go? I declare in advance that she is an extraordinary person and cannot go abroad directly by boat."
"Then go to Silmar Island first. We plan to take a carriage to the south tomorrow and spend a week to get to South Fort. Then take the subway to the underwater city, and then transfer from the submarine city to the Silmar Island. It will take about a day. After arriving in the United Kingdom, It is much more convenient to travel... You can reach the destination in two or three days. You can also complete the advanced needs of Miss Yiyi by the way."
The chubby bishop narrowed his eyes and replied casually.
Annan thought about it: "That is to say, about eleven days?"
"Let's count it in two weeks. In two weeks, the news will almost be out."
Darryl calculated the time: "According to your travel within five days, when you arrive at the capital, I should still be transferring trains, or at the Treasure Diamond Island. When you arrive at the capital, calm down first, find Zhi Ji and talk about it... there you go... At that time, I will be able to give you information within three days."
"Then it's settled."
Annan nodded.