Rebirth of Noble Mage

2021-04-08

Chapter 23 Cats and Gifts and Bells

It was Anves’ past life known as the ‘British Shorthair’ breed, with blue Grey back with snow-white fluffy belly.

These curious little creatures have a long history, and records have existed for them since human history.

“Your Excellency, have you seen this Carcosa Shorthair?”

The owner of the cage is a Catan businessman with a thick white turban. He was the Deputy Leader of the caravan, leaning against a wooden carriage full of cargo, patting a thin, patterned silver hookah.

Seeing Anves stop, he quickly put down his cigarette bag, and introduced himself in a vernacular with a strange pronunciation.

“Your vision is really good. She is a little female cat. She is four months old now, and she is very human. The highest strength can be raised to around the fourth rank. She loves cleanliness very much. It is a very good pet choice.”

“And, in our countryside there, there is a special folklore related to them–special folklore!”

Said, the veteran The businessman exaggeratedly lengthened his tone, then deliberately lowered his voice and spoke in a very mysterious tone.

“In legend, their original origin is actually the dark side of Purple Moon Amis! There, there are several mysterious kingdoms that only belong to cats!

Every month On a round night, they will leap from the highest eaves of the building to that world!”

A country legend?

Anves smiled.

At first, he took these legends very seriously, but after scrutinizing countless similar legends, he finally found that it was enough to laugh at such folk tales.

Because of their original origin, they are often the hallucinations of some commoners who want to coax their children to sleep, or some drunk guys.

It’s good for coaxing Fiona, though.

“Then choose it-“

……

Saint Messia Empire Land of Extreme North, Sounida mountain range.

Here has gone deep into the no-man’s land in the extreme north of Saint Messia, surrounded by several thousands li is a cold wasteland covered with ice and snow, and the frost wind of Extreme Cold has been blowing here for many years, covering everything Dead silver.

Sounida means ‘the land of the night’ in the ancient Mani language.

The nights here are very long and pure as gems, the stars in the sky are very clear, and there are colorful aurora changing in the night sky from time to time.

At the top of a nameless mountain in the mountain range, stands a low stone tower that is extremely dilapidated.

The tower body is also covered with snow and ice, and the tower body made of ancient black gneiss has been tilted slightly, as if it will collapse at any time.

But when the first player came to the continent, the body of the stone tower suddenly blurred. Without warning, a slightly illusory bell echoed between Heaven and Earth.

The bell is not so grand and loud, but it has an ancient charm of incomparable vicissitudes and desolation, as if it came from the long river of time and space-

On the snowfield The wandering ice bears raised their heads and looked at the direction the bell came from, their eyes full of confusion.

Soon, the sound of the bell crossed the lonely and cold wasteland, and spread to the center of the town on the guarded wasteland side, in a small church with simple decoration.

In the prayer room inside the church, a slightly thin old man dressed in a solemn crimson robe stood in front of the altar and prayed silently with his eyes closed.

On the altar made of pure white cloud obsidian, there is a golden cup, which holds a little holy and warm light.

The light is extremely bright, but not dazzling, just like the great love of the gods, the kindness and grace that selflessly bestows on the world.

At this moment, a middle age person wearing a black priest robe hurriedly walked into the simple and solemn prayer room. Facing the front of Guanghui, the old man who was praying silently bowed solemnly.

“Your Excellency Archbishop, Gormore, half a minute ago, the Stone Tower of Destiny issued a warning!”

Although the old man’s breath was very ordinary, the visitor did not dare to neglect him.

Hearing what the visitor said, the old man bowed his head to the altar and raised his head slowly.

Although he didn’t turn around, he seemed to see those blue-gray eyes full of vicissitudes and wisdom.

“Has His Holiness the Pope published a revelation?”

“No, Your Excellency Archbishop.”

Hearing this, the old man bowed his head again, as if he was lost in thought .

The visitor did not show any impatience, but looked solemn and waited for the old man’s decision with great respect.

The old man in front of him is a true saint, a living Legendary in the Holy See.

Of course, it is not the Legendary of the power rank, but the experience.

Gormore Archbishop, a ninth rank Peak cleric, who has personally experienced Judgment Day and has survived to this day. Among the seven Archbishops of the Holy See, the closest person to God, another current Archbishop of the Holy See was once his. student.

At the same time, he is also a teacher of the contemporary pope ——

On the basis of his qualifications, he was originally enough to run for the pope, but he refused to run for the election on the grounds of divine revelation. Recommend your own students.

As if in self-imposed exile, he voluntarily came to the Land of Extreme North, which is near the edge of the world, to guard the Stone Tower of Destiny. In this humble and nameless chapel, I practiced the will of God by myself at all times.

“Inform the Pope, everything is God’s will.”

The middle age person salutes again, and then slowly exits the prayer room.

The old man resumed his prayer posture, but there was a hint of pity in his expression.

When the first question was asked, the bell had not yet reached Holy City.

If a revelation has been given by the Pope, the revelation did not come from the Pope himself.

But the gods.

 …

Fiona’s birthday doesn’t have a formal dinner, and due to the long lives of professionals, they don’t usually go to celebrate birthdays, and Anves’ gift-giving behavior is just a private act.

When Anves returned to Moonlin Castle, Fiona was in her room, cuddled up in her pink cot, cuddled up in her pink cot, reading with a huge book in her arms.

She was wearing a comfortable white veil skirt, slightly revealing the clavicle of pure white as jade on both sides, and the long soft golden hair was scattered on both sides of the shoulders, shining with pale white fluorescence, with a temperament like Crystal pure and flawless.

But judging from her slightly pouty pink mouth, Little Princess was not satisfied with this arrangement.

Fiona’s maid, Anne, accompanies her to read, a task the Duke had previously assigned her through Leonard’s butler.

She is a half-elf with pale green eyes, tall and well-proportioned, with long black silky hair falling over her shoulders, about the age of Erica, Anves’ maid.

Because of Anves’ ‘diligence’, the Duke felt that occasionally Fiona should be urged to study, after all, she was not too young, so this is the scene.

“knock knock—”

At this moment, the door was knocked suddenly.

Annie got up slightly, bowed slightly to Fiona, hurried out of the room, and returned a moment later.

“Miss, Master Anves Young is looking for you.”

“Big brother? Come in.”

The girl’s tone was a little surprised, as if Suddenly found a savior. Yu Guang glanced at the book in front of him, his small nose was slightly wrinkled, he quickly closed it and put it aside, his movements were elegant and skillful.

—she doesn’t like books with more pages than illustrations.

The new year is here Goo-

(End of this chapter)