book of old days

Chapter 128 Symbolic Object
The matter of returning to Sword Castle was not a whim of Sean's. In fact, he had already considered the possibility of returning as early as when he left. It was discovered that the reason why he chose to escape was due to his cautious nature on the one hand, and on the other hand because he needed time to study and master the power of the Book of the Old Ones.

In his original plan, he would hide outside for a period of time and then consider whether to go back after mastering the power in the book. At that time, he would already have the answer to whether he would be discovered.

He originally thought that he would have to stay for a year or two, but the news from Captain Edward made it possible for him to return early. Many equipment and instruments can only be bought in big cities.

Nordforsen is absolutely impossible, and Norem may not be able to buy all of them. Based on Sean's understanding of the world, only Sword Castle can meet his needs. This academic and industrial center of the Kingdom of Brighton, as long as Money can get almost everything he needs.

"Then we can go together, just drop in." Agatha said with a smile, with a hint of ambiguity on her face, "Do you want to stay tonight?"

Sean smiled slightly, "It's my honor."

Sean stayed overnight at Agatha's house that night, and when he woke up in Agatha's arms in the morning, he felt that the exhaustion from this adventure had finally fully recovered.

After breakfast, Sean returned to his mansion refreshed.

The relationship between him and Agatha is very delicate, lovers, prostitutes, friends, more or less, but not all, neither of them said anything too explicit, after all, there is not much love between them , Agatha is not the kind of little woman who is attached to a man, and Sean is not the kind of person who has a harem without thinking. He is not disgusted with the current relationship, so he has no intention of changing it.

Back home, Sean couldn't help but think about more things.

Originally, the matter of returning to Sword Castle was just a plan in his heart, but after telling Agatha, the matter became imminent. Now it is the middle of January, and the snow will melt in more than a month , He must make preparations for returning home before departure, and he needs to do what he has not done.

He was going to perform two or three more summoning rituals before returning, and there were a few summoning spells that could be tested during this time.

There is also the issue of aftermath that needs to be considered. The briquettes may be brought back, but they definitely cannot be brought back on Wednesday.

In fact, even if it is a briquette, Sean is still considering it. After going through the adventure, this ferocious hound has grown up completely, and it looks like it has the characteristics of a wolf and a fierce appearance.

In the place where there is no prey in Sword Castle, it may not be a wise thing to domesticate such a hound.

However, this matter does not need to be too entangled. The real trouble is Wednesday and them.

During lunch at noon, Sean brought up this topic at the dinner table.

"Wednesday, I may plan to leave here in a month or two. I'm afraid I can't take you with me. Do you want to stay, or do you want me to send you back to your original world?"

Wednesday was eating his dinner at a small table Shawn had set up for him since he started eating human food, bringing a portion out for every meal.

Wednesday is very proud of this, and often shows off in front of other dwarves.

And it pays attention to the sense of ritual, every time you eat with a knife and fork in a gentle manner, as if you are attending a king's banquet.

Hearing Sean's words, Wednesday's dining action visibly stiffened.

"If possible, Wednesday certainly doesn't want to return to the original world. Please allow me to stay, sir. I can guard this house for you. I can definitely be an excellent housekeeper."

Listening to his tone with a bit of trepidation, Sean couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you miss your original world? As far as I know, the Far Country is a world full of 'fantasy magic power', doesn't it? Isn't it wonderful to live there?"

Wednesday shook his head, "It's wonderful for those who have 'magic powers', but it's a different story for us little goblins.

Those human adventurers like to practice knives with us the most. They don't care about the difference between us and ordinary goblins, and the beasts in the forest also like to use us to eat.

Magicians will capture gnomes for cruel experiments, and even elves drive us around like vermin, and you know those pointy ears can tolerate even forest rats.

We had an indescribable life, hiding in tree holes during the day, hiding in the dark, hoping not to be found, scared to death at the slightest sign of the wind, and sometimes fighting with badgers, foxes, and quokkas Bears fight over ownership of tree hole.

The only food that can be eaten is acorns, so usually we live in the tree holes of oak trees, but this brings a safety problem. For those who want to capture or hunt dwarfs, It was easy to find us…”

Listening to Wednesday's description, Sean couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. This must have been too miserable.

However, it is a miracle that the dwarf goblins survived such a tragic reminder.

"Why don't you resist?"

Wednesday showed a very vivid expression, which has rich meanings, 【How do you want us to resist? We are so weak and have nothing to do but lie down and die. Don’t forget, the enemies we faced But you have 'mysterious magic power']

Xiao En thought it was true, so it seems that they really can't be sent back, anyway, he has done so much work for him, it is really unethical to do so.

"Okay, then you stay here, I will arrange a friend to help you look after you, but you'd better not run around and try to stay in Oak Valley."

The friend Xiao En mentioned was naturally Ragnar. Ragnar had seen even devils and gods, so if he had a look at the dwarf, he probably wouldn't be frightened.

Wednesday hurriedly got up and saluted, "Thank you for your kindness, great lord—well, I have one more request, I hope you can think about it a little bit."

"Say."

"If I need to manage other dwarves, maybe the master can give me a certificate as a substitute for your great authority, so that I can justifiably make them obey orders, and at the same time, I don't forget to remind them who they are loyal to .”

'A substitute for great authority...'

After hearing Wednesday's words, Sean became slightly pensive.

He thought of what Ragnar said yesterday, that the collection of the power of faith requires a symbol, a crown, a throne, a scepter, and so on.

Sean intends to try it out. Maybe he can start collecting from these dwarf goblins. After all, dwarf goblins are also intelligent creatures, so they can contribute some power of faith, right?

The point is that I am a god-like existence to them, so it should be the most suitable solution. Unfortunately, the number is a little small. Even if the seven dwarves are all fanatical and devout, I am afraid they will not be able to contribute much power of faith.

"No problem, I will give you this certificate, but it may take a little time, I have to think about what to use."

When giving in the evening, Sean designed this 'symbol' in front of the fireplace.

Almost all religious beliefs have similar things. To put it bluntly, they are simplified versions of gods. After all, the belief of believers needs a goal, and gods themselves are very abstract things, and gods are too bulky to carry a statue with them. Bar.

This requires some substitutes like prayer beads and crosses, and they can also be used as ornaments themselves.

Sean is going to design such a thing.

His priesthood is the sun god, so it is best to have the symbol of the sun, and at the same time add some characteristics of himself.

This reminded him of past fairy tales, movies and games.

There are not too many beliefs about the sun in various myths and legends, Xihe, Apollo, Helios, Ra, Gwen...

Sean took out the pen and paper and drew a picture on the paper while thinking about it.

A man raised his hands high, and above his head hung a scorching sun.

The man's appearance was hidden under the sunlight, and he could vaguely see that his appearance was eight or nine percent similar to Sean's.

The name of this painting is "Praise the Sun".

Looking at the painting in front of him, Sean shook his head, no, it's too complicated.

Such a pattern can be used as a painting, but it is difficult to guarantee the recognition if it is printed on an object.

He drew it again, this time it was much simpler, the painting was a circle symbolizing the sun, surrounded by lines symbolizing flames and light, inside the sun was a human face, to show that this person was Sean, and Added a flame shaped scar to the face.

After finishing the painting, I looked it up, no, it’s still too complicated, there is a human face on the sun, I feel that the painting style is a bit curious.

The most important thing is that this kind of painting is easily associated with religious beliefs, and the words spread in Brighton are simply courting death.

He took up his paintbrush again, this time deciding to keep the drawing as simple as possible.

The sun is round, golden, and yellow.

There is no need for flames and flames. There must be a human face on it, but it is best not to have any features, and at the same time it should be as simple as possible. He drew two black dots to act as eyes, and then drew a curved mouth. After looking at it, I thought it was a bit too flat, so I added two forks to the corners of the mouth to make the face look like it was smiling.

Hey, why does it look so familiar?It looks like the kind of smiling emoji that is common on the Internet.

But it's okay, the simpler the pattern, the easier it is to conceal. This kind of pattern will not be associated with religious beliefs, but it is just right.

And I can completely spread it as a commodity LOGO, but I don't know if I can still gain the power of faith in this way?

Maybe I can make a fuss about the products, I should sell some things that can be connected with the sun, such as stoves, kerosene, oil lamps and the like.

Add a slogan as a slogan, such as 'praise the sun', or 'Long live the light', etc., and its effect is similar to that of Amitabha or hallelujah.

He is not sure whether he can gain the power of faith by doing so, but he has to try to know.

The next morning, Sean handed over the symbol he had prepared to Wednesday.

It was a badge transformed from a gold coin. A cute smiling face was carved on the round gold coin, which looked very friendly.

"Wednesday, this is my symbol. Wear it, and you will be my believer, my follower, and my family. You will exercise power instead of me, take care of this mansion for me, and take care of this mansion for me." I rule over the other goblins, and I empower you with this."

Wednesday's expression was solemn, but also a little excited and trembling.

"Great lord, Wednesday will definitely not let you down." It took the badge and put it on its chest with great care.

(End of this chapter)