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Chapter Nineteen. Bald!

Wanderer.

An indescribable profession. He is not as wild as a warrior, nor as loyal and upright as a knight, nor is he as arrogant as a magician.

It is really too mixed. It can be extremely sinister, with three steps, one trap, five steps, one thunder, or it can be treacherous and elbowing in every shadow. But at some point, it is the hottest profession-

The assassin who sacrificed himself broke into the enemy group and opened the unparalleled one for the Assassin's Creed.

Every successful wanderer has his own specialized field, and due to the diversity of direction choices, they rarely have a completely consistent way of fighting.

If a union has a successful rogue squad, it will become a target that no one wants to mess with - because it is so exhausting to deal with several collaborative rovers during the union battle.

But when asked about the "God of Fireworks", which is the genre of Cyril's character, it is actually hard to describe. Some people have seen him jumping down from a tower that is dozens of meters high and fall into straw and unharmed, then rushed into the crowd and killing. Some people claimed that he had followed two cities, but did not find his place.

In short: he knows a little bit of everything.

Cyril entered the huge church, and before him were rows of benches in the middle of the road. There was no unnecessary decoration on the snow-white stone steps, which made people simply and clearly lead all the huge statues of gods at the end.

La Rochelle's professional mentor did not have a fixed place to appear, but often appeared in the church of the Original God. When Cyril walked into the church, the church was empty, but he was not anxious, but he simply found a bench to sit down, picked up the "Original Affairs" placed aside, and read it casually.

The Original Book of Things records what Danya saw and heard, from Danya’s life on land, to the melee of the gods, to the end of the gods, the gods went away and turned into starlight, continuing to protect the world—

This is also the origin of what people say most often in "The Road to Glory":

"May the star shine on you."

Cyrill naturally knew the contents of this book, but this did not prevent him from reading it again. An extremely interesting convenience of the road to shine is that there will be a lot of nonsense, both people and books, but there will also be hidden clues hidden in it.

He read it word by word, starting with the wedge. But he quickly frowned:

"The God of Original Goes to the Mortal World, she named the wall Monroe. The God of Original Goes to the Mortal World, she named the gate Ino..."

This paragraph is actually something that is not available in the version circulating in the game among players. The long list of words seems to tell the story of Danya going to the world, but the suffixes are unheard of nouns, which makes people confused at all.

But these are the words I have never seen before, and the subsequent versions they are familiar with -

Is this only book "The Original Classic" more special, or is it that all the "The Original Classic" in this world are different from the game?

Cyril was puzzled and silently wrote this passage in his mind. He read it again, verified that there was no missing place, and then closed it. The moment he raised his head, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a brown robe and fell on the bench beside him.

At this moment, Cyril couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat.

Even without the blessing of various skills in the game, he thought he was keen to perceive. But at this moment, there was a person sitting quietly beside him, and he didn't notice it at all.

If the other party is unwilling to be noticed by him, perhaps he will not be able to detect the other party's existence until now?

Cyril almost suppressed his backhand and slashed at the desire of the people who came to him at some point. His hands placed on his thighs almost penetrated into the flesh. Then he looked at the uninvited guest with a barely expression.

"Do you like reading this book?"

It was an old man wrapped in a ragged brown robe that looked like a small carpet, with his gray hair and beards lushly like branches and leaves of midsummer. He naturally took the book "The Original Book" from Cyril, and seemed to have flipped it casually, but stopped accurately where Cyril noticed a different place.

"Fortunately, every time I think of how Lord Danya gives the meaning of all things, I feel my heart surging."

Cyril looked at the face and felt inexplicably familiar. He had seen this face, but he couldn't remember when it was.

But he still said respectfully: "May the starlight shine on you, sir."

"Old sir?" The old man suddenly laughed, his voice echoing loudly in the huge church:

"You guessed it wrong. Don't look at me like this, I'm actually only forty-five years old. If you've been to the royal capital Solconan, I think you should have heard of my name. I'm very famous. I'm a royal wizard--"

“Very famous?”

Cyril was slightly surprised, but his faces were quickly counting in his mind, and finally found a somewhat similar comparison item.

He looked at the old man in disbelief, then threw all his vigilance to the uninvited guests and the respect of the old man behind his head, and screamed in surprise:

"You are Nickel Roderick?! The master of the Tower of Stars, that wizard? How could you have hair!"

If it were him, it wouldn't seem strange to appear without his own awareness, but this is not the point-

La Rochelle's strongest wizard, the owner of the Star Tower of San Profort in the South, and the president of the Royal Academy, Nickel Roderick, is known to be a bald head who stands in a sunny day without a hood and can shine with the sun. Even fan pictures circulating on the Internet are embarrassed to add hair to him.

In the game, Cyril had the honor to see him, but he was accidentally flashed by the shining bald head. He was still feeling for a long time.

But at this moment, the living Nickel Roderick stood in front of him-

He actually has hair!

But Cyril realized that something was wrong after saying this. It was only 1440 years, the year of the Dragon Roar. In the game, Roderick seemed to be just a stunning royal wizard, and he did not reach the level of the future.

Damn, is this important thing for this wizard to be bald? He actually made himself lose his rationality!

Cyril couldn't help but curse himself, but his eyes stared at the wizard in front of him. But he immediately found that the other party was not displeased at all, and seemed to care about his offense at all. Instead, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes:

"Bald...I have indeed lost some hair loss recently. The tutor said that I was too in-depth and it took my brain to do it... But I think I can't reach the point of baldness, right?"

He pulled the messy long hair and the beard curled up on his chin, which was as deep as an old tree: "I hope I can have bald heads. These hairs and beards are too troublesome, and they block my view of reading books at any time - let's not talk about these, young people."

Roderick's voice suddenly became extremely serious. The wrinkled face that did not match his age also looked solemn. His blue eyes looked straight at Cyril, as if he could see through what he was thinking:

"I don't know where you learned the strange information. It doesn't matter. I need to know if you are a knight-"

"Or more directly, are you a knight of the Silver Blade Knights?"
Chapter completed!
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