Chapter 37: You are my only god

Chapter 037: You Are My Only God
When Link is surprised, there is always a habitual movement, that is, the boss who opens his mouth can swallow a fist. At this moment, he even forgot to open his mouth, watching the wand in Amon's hand swollen and flushed, his hair erected, and his nose, um, um, for a long time, but did not say a complete sentence.
Amon walked over and put the wand into his hand, only then Link reacted and limped to the ground and saluted: "God Amon, I'm not dreaming!"
At first, Amon gave Medanzo a stone, and Lin Ke's envy was drooling. I never expected that seven magic stones were inlaid on this staff! He is now a third-level magician, and of course understands that the staff that can inlay seven stones is much more expensive than stones.
Money is second. There is no need to spend money in this cave savage tribe. Such a thing is difficult for him to dream of a little tribal chief.
When he saw the staff, he couldn't believe his eyes. While saluting Amon, he rubbed his eyes, held the staff in his hand, and touched it. Just listened to Amon with a smile and said, "I promised you, it should have been given to you two months ago."
Lin Ke looked at the staff with great cherishment and swallowed: "But it is too expensive. How can I accept it? You can keep it for yourself."
Amon smiled and waved his hand: "Everything has its usefulness. A miner can't turn several sledgehammers at the same time. You lack a real staff, and I have other staffs .... I'm here It has been almost two years. You have been entertaining me and my cat with food and wine for such a long time. All the people in my family worship me as gods. I don't think it is enough to thank you. "
Lin Ke quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, how can you say that? Selling all the good things in our clan, I'm afraid it's not worth the little money .... Since you have other methods Rod, then I will temporarily accept it, thank you God for the gift of Amon! "
Amon: "Get up and talk, the staff is yours, put it away .... The characteristic of this staff is that there is no difference in attributes, it can amplify various magical effects, and it is fast to operate, faster than Your bone stick is too strong. But you have to be careful not to use your staff to make tricks when practicing the power of magic, but only use it to help you master the magic skills. "
Linke nodded excitedly: "I remember, as you have said before, try not to use my patriarch's staff when practicing strength. In fact, I do n’t feel like using it, but with a staff, it ’s different. I will definitely pay attention .... Medanzo hasn't been here for a long time. It is estimated that he practiced the magic behind closed doors at home. If he saw this staff, I don't know how envious he would be! "
Amon coughed softly: "Linke, this staff is for you to practice and perform divine magic, not for you to show it off. You envy Medanzo at first, but now you want Medan Zuo envy you, if I compare like this, I might as well give nothing. "
Link was taken aback, and quickly answered solemnly: "Your reminder I must keep in mind that I will only cherish and not show off." Then carefully held the staff into his arms.
Amon suddenly reached out and didn't know where to take out a crescent-shaped axe from the sky, shining silver under the fire, and handed it to Link: "I will give you another weapon, in this deep mountain jungle, The axe should be the best to use. You are not only a magician, but also a third-level warrior. You should have a decent weapon. "
Link took the axe, and the tears moved were almost falling. I didn't know what to say. Amon didn't seem to want to talk too much, and waved his hand: "Sit down, today I'm going to teach something new, I will only say it once, you have to remember it carefully."
Amon teaches Link to various medium-level divine spells, which is the same as the information he just got from the pupils of the earth, without any reservation, including the skills of making various divine artifacts. Link has been learning to write for more than a year, and Amon teaches the scriptures together, saving the trouble of learning again.
Not only that, he even taught intermediate-level physical training, but Amon himself was not good at martial arts, and only told Link that the most basic physical training method was mainly to strengthen the strength in the body and blood. Finally, solemnly said, "Linke, I awakened the strength of both sides for you. It is different from other cultivation methods. You are not only a samurai or a magician. What is a magician, I think you already know Is that right? "
Link laughed: "Of course I know, but in my tribe, how can there be such attention? You are the god, God Amon!"
Amon said as hard as possible: "Of course it doesn't matter here, no one will hold you accountable for your private magic skills, but if you go outside the mountain one day, you can't easily reveal your identity, so I remind you not to show off That staff. The purpose of your divinity is to master magical powers, not to show off to others. "
Lin Ke shook his head for a while today and nodded, his head almost turned into the grass in the whirlwind, and he nodded quickly: "I remember, God, what else do you have to command?"
Amon's expression was dignified, and he said very seriously: "The most important explanation is that you can only practice divinity in the way I teach!"
He said that this sentence is of course for a reason. Bell summed up the path to becoming a god. Indiscrimination and divinity must pass various tests in order. Amon taught Link this way and hoped that he would follow this path without other deviations and errors. The old lunatic once felt that if he went the wrong way in the beginning, the farther he may go, the harder it will be to return to the right path.
Amon couldn't explain why to Link, these were his secrets. But Link didn't follow up. He also solemnly raised his staff and swore: "Amon, you are my only god!"
What this said is interesting, but look at Link's expression very seriously, Amon stunned a little and wanted to laugh, but eventually nodded solemnly: "This understanding can also help your beliefs strengthen. I will leave tonight Here, I hope you practice well and take good care of the people here. "
Link was startled, stepping forward with his eyes wide open and asking, "Why, are you leaving?"
Amon nodded sadly: "Yes, it's time, I should go. I can't stay here forever, and have my own way to explore."
Link: "Where are you going?"
Amon: "I'm going to visit the mainland. The first stop I want to go to the Barron King is to see Medanzo." He has never traveled far. Although he plans to travel to the mainland, the only place he can think of is Medanzo. Let's go first and talk about it.
Lin Ke said infinitely: "I also want to travel with you to see the world outside the mountain, but I am the patriarch and need to guard the clan. When I choose a qualified patriarch in the future, I can go to the mountain Out .... where can I find you? "
Amon: "In the future, I do n’t know where I am going to travel. You can wait here for me to come back. If you really want to take a look outside the mountains, you can also go to Medanzo, but you must be careful when you go out . "
Link grabbed Amon's sleeve: "You must be careful too." After saying this, I felt that my worry was a bit redundant. Amon, like a god, is almost omnipotent. What should I worry about? How about it? After thinking about it, I added: "God of Amon, many people outside the mountain are very bad. You need to be careful of them."
Amon patted Link's shoulder: "Thank you for reminding me, I know, I've met bad guys." He has developed very fast for more than a year, and he has been no different from a healthy adult. His body looks Not particularly powerful, but very well-proportioned and fit.
Unconsciously, he was already half a head taller than Link, and the clothes he had just arrived could not be worn anymore. At this moment, he was wearing leather robes sewn by the most clever girl in the cave savage tribe. It's burlap underwear, and there are a pair of very fine straw sandals knitted at the foot.
The two leather pockets that the old madman had given him looked ordinary, but they were very sturdy and durable, and now they show no signs of wear. Amon crossed the big leather pocket on his shoulder, and the small leather pocket was in his arms, and left the village with the iron stick staff in the night.
Schrodinger was still sleeping, and Amon took it out of the grassy nest and put it in his leather pocket. For more than a year, Schrodinger has been sullen and melancholy. Amon has never heard it called, nor has he written a word of God. He had wanted to communicate with the cat many times and coaxed him softly, but Schrödinger was too lazy to talk about it.
Only Linke sent Amon out of the village by himself, sending it for a long time, and he couldn't bear to go back. At the end Amon stopped and said, "Go back, you can't always send it all the way, just go back from here."
Link's eyes were red, and he said poorly, "God of Amon, don't forget me! ... for more than a year, it really looks like a dream, an incredible dream!"
Amon was also very reluctant. He lived here for nearly two years. The people not only regarded him as a god, gave the tribe the highest courtesy and best enjoyment, but everyone was his friend. At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the trees on the roadside, and the Iron Beast King led out of the four large Iron Beasts, watching Amon's low whimper.
Amon turned around and said, "Are you here to send me? Protect the people here, especially you, the Beastmaster, I named you Yunmeng .... Yunmeng, I know you can practice the magic, I will come back to see you. "
The Iron Beastmaster now understood Amon's words, and nodded on the ground. At this time, Schrodinger suddenly jumped out of his leather pocket, looking at the distant mountains of the tree shadows, wondering what he was thinking. Only Amon knew that he was looking at the direction of the peak he had been to, although he could not see it from here.
"Schrödinger, we should go." Amon called. But Schrödinger didn't seem to hear it, and still looked distantly into the distance. In the past year or so, Amon always reacted in this way.
Amon asked helplessly: "Do you want to stay here or keep following me? To be honest, I really don't want you! But if you like it better, just stay."
Schrödinger seemed to have a moment of hesitation, but soon made a decision, and jumped back to Amon's leather pocket and went to sleep, wondering if it was asleep.
It is very dangerous to cross the mountains and mountains in the night, but for the middle-level magician Amon who has mastered the detection of magic, everything can be sensed clearly, and there is no difference between night and day. Unless the beasts in the mountains are as incredible as Schrödinger, he doesn't need to care.
A middle-level wizard is not low in the cities of the Tianshu continent, but Amon, a magician who lives in the deep mountains, has no knowledge of their habits. He has not learned both good and bad habits, and walked completely. It's a different road. For example, a noble magician cannot risklessly travel through the mountains at night, useless precious mana to cast detective magic overnight, and not use a staff.
This behavior, to many magicians, is probably as incredible as Schrodinger in Amon's eyes!
Amon would climb over the mountains and reach the lower reaches of the Youdi River, where the desert and valley plains border, and the border between Hati and Barron, and then cross the Youdi River in a wide and gentle stream, and then continue to the city of Barron. The road was long, and Amon walked for half a month before gradually seeing the place where there were mountain villages, not cave savages, but residents on the border of Barron.
His straw shoes were worn out and replaced with another pair prepared by Link for him. In the cave savage village, only he and Link were wearing shoes. This way, day and night, and day and night are not divided into day and night and sunny and rainy days. When you feel tired, sit down and rest to restore physical and mana, and then continue to rush.
He brought enough food with him, all kinds of delicious delicious pork floss that can be stored for a long time, and added dehydrated wild vegetables and green beans, all placed in the strange space of that bone. Every evening in the evening, Amon stopped to make a pot of delicious meat and vegetable soup for Schrödinger. He knew it was used to eating at this time. Schrödinger was always listless, but he ate clean every time.
Half a month later, Amon was almost on the edge of the mountain, and he suddenly realized that he might have made a mistake. On this way, not only did he not entangle with the beasts in the mountains, but he avoided other cave savage tribes. In the past few days, when he saw people's places, he subconsciously bypassed and continued to move forward. Until now, no one has touched.
He was not fleeing, but traveling around the continent. It was not his real purpose to find Medanzo. He came out of the mountain to experience more things on earth. Thinking of this, Amon changed his direction and no longer walked in the wilderness, but instead walked towards the sparsely populated Youdi River.
Strange to say, yesterday, I encountered several villages one after another, and Amont intended to bypass the village, but today I wanted to find a place for someone, and I walked overnight without seeing people. At dawn, he heard the sound of flowing water. He turned over a mountain and came to the flowing young river. The grasslands and rolling hills were in front. He could see the sheep grazing in the distance, like a piece of green field. White clouds.
Finally out of the mountain, Amon opened his arms and took a deep breath. The cheerful scenery in front of him also made him feel a lot better. Just then, he suddenly heard a woman crying not far away. This voice made him very curious. He always wanted to find somewhere. He was very happy to hear the voice, but this woman was so sad that she cried?
Schrödinger poked his head out of his leather pocket, and turned his ears. He wrinkled his forehead like a human. It seemed very doubtful, then he retracted his head, and closed his mouth with his claws. Is it noisy or doesn't want people to see themselves.
After walking across a grassy slope, Amon finally saw a young girl wearing a burlap skirt and a pair of straw shoes on her feet. She was sitting there covering her face and crying, her shoulders still twitching.
"Why are you crying so sad, what happened, can I help you?" Amon asked standing on the grassy slope.
The girl was startled by his voice, and stood up to step back and asked in a panic, "Who are you? Why don't I know you? Why do you suddenly appear in this place?"
Amon's look was indeed strange. The weather was already very hot, but he was still covered in animal skin, holding a long branch in his hand like an old man's crutch, but he looked like a young man.
Amon was also taken aback by surprise. He vowed that he didn't know the girl, but he felt inexplicably familiar with it. He must have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't really meet her. Seeing the girl seemed scared, he quickly explained: "I am a hunter in the mountains, and I lost my way in search of prey. I came here somehow. Can you tell me how to get to the nearest town? If you have any trouble , I can help you as much as possible. "
The girl took a step back again, subconsciously wrapped her arms around her chest and wrapped her sarong. She lowered her head and panicked and answered, "You, you, why do you look at me like this?"
Amon felt inexplicably familiar, but wondered that she didn't know this person at all, and she was the first person he had met in half a month. It was inevitable that she would look carefully up and down, always looking directly at the girl. As a young man, this seems rude or has other meanings.
The girl stood up and showed her face. Then Amon realized that she was beautiful. Both her facial features and her body had an indescribable coquettish style. Although she wore a shabby skirt, her skin was very soft. The weather is hot, her clothes are slightly wide but thin, her arms and calves are exposed, her skin is seductive and indescribable. Seeing her gentle ups and downs, she was almost impeccable, with a mature atmosphere in her youthful vitality.
The movement of her arms around her chest subconsciously tightened her dress, her were very sturdy, and her neckline was stretched to reveal a cleavage. Her expression was not so much questioning, but rather another kind of tease and temptation. It's a pity that Amon has no experience at all in this aspect, and even didn't react at all, just realized that it is not polite to stare at others.
He quickly explained: "You are the first person I have met in half a month, and I feel very familiar. I just heard you cry and was curious, so I came here to ask. This is a wilderness, why is there only you? Man, what happened? "
The girl seemed curious, raised her bright eyes and glanced at him, whispering: "My name is Yin Nanna, she is a shepherdess slave by the river at the bottom of the river. My sheep has been lost and I will never find it again. I will be punished, and I will wait for the owner ’s leather whip .... So I cry, sad hunter, what's your name, can you help me find the lost lamb? "