The phantom on the sword disappeared in a flash.
On the bright sword surface, with the momentary changes of light and shadow, Candela's reflection disappeared like a mirror.
But Lin Jie was sure that he had absolutely no dazzling eyes.
So... ghosts
He leaned back slightly, turned the sword body calmly, and looked at the sword inscription on it again, the feeling of inexplicable familiarity increased rather than decreased.
Some information came to mind naturally, as if he should have known.
For example, this sword should have been inserted in the sword pool in the center of the hall with the white dome. For example, it is the holy sword of Elfuz, and together with the crown made of laurel branches, it constitutes a symbol of kingship.
The last time he just woke up from a dream, he looked at this long sword, and he had the illusion that he had used it to fight on the battlefield, and had a thousand tempered sword skills...
At this moment, this illusion is no longer an illusion, because he has even mastered a strange language that he has never touched before without a teacher.
Lin Jie knew that there might be more reasonable explanations for this situation, such as acquired savant syndrome.
But he hasn't been sapped recently, and he's sure his brain is intact.
And the case of suddenly mastering the language must have been learned or exposed to the language, so his current situation does not apply.
Lin Jie suddenly remembered that Candela also gave him something at the time—
Laurel crown!
His eyes fell on his wrist, but he didn't notice anything strange.
"Yeah, if there is, it should have been discovered a few days ago."
Lin Jie touched his wrist, not knowing whether to breathe a sigh of relief or regret.
"However, in that case, I inadvertently gave him 'extraordinary' in my dream?"
"Based on Candela's performance at the time, he should be a ghost attached to this sword because of his obsession, not a simple dream I thought at first."
"Well... Maybe this holy sword of the Elfz Kingdom has been passed down for a long time and has become the ancestral sword of the Joseph family, or their family has a mission to protect this sword, so that the ghost will not cause harm to the world. , but they themselves have forgotten, and after turning to me, Candela has the power to affect dreams."
"But he was quite friendly. Even the deepest resentment, after such a long time, there is probably not much left. The last bit of obsession was cured by my chicken soup."
Lin Jie looked at the sword in his hand and pondered: "The most important thing that Candela gave me in the end was neither the holy sword nor the laurel crown, but his life that I experienced in my dream..."
This ancient ghost chose this method to pass on everything in the entire kingdom.
"The only question is how much real and how much false is materialized in the dream."
Lin Jie remembered the process of learning various knowledge and swordsmanship from the court teachers in Candela's youth, but some of the "magic arts", "magic", and the part where he challenged the gods at the end were vague.
Does this mean that Azir once had a mythical age, but now it is gone with the demise of those ancient kingdoms.
Or, these things are hidden...
Lin Jie touched his chin, and it seems that the history of the rise and fall of Elfz must be obtained.
It's just that scholar organization that I've never heard of, where is it
…
Colin carefully took out the configured "holy water" and sprinkled some on the four corners of the room and the door.
Smelling the faint fragrance of the holy water, he took a deep breath, while silently chanting the mantra, he stretched out his hand and drew an arc from his forehead to his right arm to three o'clock on his chest.
— This is the prayer pose of the dome church, symbolizing the blessing of the moon.
"Thanks to the moon..."
When Colin was done, he let out a shuddering breath, feeling much better, physically and mentally.
Thanks to Father Vincent's holy water formula, his sleep has been much better these days, and the tension and anxiety in his heart have been much less.
Colin's face twitched slightly, the only downside is... a little expensive.
But it's all worth it!
"How are those idiots now? They didn't listen to my advice and called me a lunatic! I'll let you guys try it later..."
Colin looked out the window gap of the shop, grumbling bitterly, with a mixture of hope and schadenfreude.
He hoped that these three guys with three words despised in their eyes would be cleaned up, and he hoped that they could really solve the current situation.
If, if the police officers of the Central Police Station can use their arrogant "extraordinary spirit" to get rid of the evil spirit next door, then... then he can even be a lunatic once.
They have guns, guns, kill that terrifying evil spirit! Make sure not to frighten him again!
Colin quietly lifted the blinds and looked at the door of the store next to him.
However, he saw the door of the bookstore open, and came out another handsome blond young man, carrying the three police officers who had just entered the bookstore.
With his head down, he didn't know if he was in a coma, or if it was caused by the application of other drugs.
The blond young man had a very righteous temperament, and at the same time he raised his hands with a kind of authority. Colin had seen such people, but they were all on TV, so he was sure that this young man must also be from the Central District.
However, the expression on this young man's face turned out to be respectful when he brought out the three guys who seemed to be tortured to death by evil spirits!
"Oh my god, how could the people in the Central Police Station be like this, how could they have such an attitude... Their people were injured, and they didn't ask at all? He must be under control!"
Colin shuddered, slammed down the blinds, took two steps back, and desperately poured holy water on the windows.
"Moon, please protect me, listen to my prayers, and give me peace..."
"Father Vincent, where are you? Come and save me!"
…
Vincent was on his way at this time.
He glanced at the information address on the communicator again and confirmed that he could reach his destination as long as he walked another six kilometers, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Because it happened to happen that the new apostle of the diocese took office, the priest of this diocese had to go to and accept the teaching and baptism of the new apostle. He delayed a lot of help information and could only use the form of text messages to provide guidance.
Fortunately, now that he has rushed back, he still has time to exorcise the spirit.
At the same time, he couldn't help but worry.
"Hopefully this time it's really evil... not just a mental problem caused by lack of sleep."
He would receive about four or five requests for help from the diocese a month, but the real evil was often only one-tenth or less.
Therefore, he has developed the habit of letting the seeker prepare holy water first every time.
The effect of expelling evil is really there, but the main function is to improve the quality of sleep... The effect is so good that many people who seek help feel that the evil has disappeared after using it two or three times. Appreciate it.