The First Magic World War-Chapter 355 - : 337. Murmur of Fate

Chapter 355: 337. Murmur of Fate

Charles jumped in surprise and asked in return, “Respected Priest, might you have mistaken me for someone else?”

The young Priest replied with a smile, “How could I mistake the person who holds the Murmur of Fate, and has all ties with the Serpent of Destiny?”

“Besides, even if I am wrong, the Great Priest would not make such a mistake!”

Charles, slightly astonished, asked in return, “Murmur of Fate?”

The young Priest nodded and said, “It is the Golden Serpent Ring that you possess.”

Only then did Charles learn that the ring, which had been transformed by the Serpent of Destiny, was indeed called—the Murmur of Fate!

Anne had already opened her eyes and was also curious, saying, “Let’s go and meet the Great Priest!”

Charles agreed and, hand in hand with Anne, followed the young Priest to a secluded place. There were no buildings here, just a forest, with an imposing old Priest standing there, towering like a colossal tree, reaching into the clouds.

Charles felt a tinge of warmth, performed an Empire salute, and asked, “Great Priest, you called for me, is there any guidance you wish to offer?”

The Great Priest smiled slightly, then turned to Anne and said, “As a child, you would often come here with the Earl, not expecting that you would grow up so quickly.”

Anne did indeed often come here with her father when she was young, but as Earl Brittany became busier, he seldom accompanied his daughter. Anne quickly performed a customary salute and said, “This is the Great Priest of Tromso, also a good friend of my father. This gentleman is Charles Mecklen…”

Great Priest of Tromso gave a slight smile and said, “There’s no need to introduce Mister Mecklen.”

“He holds the Murmur of Fate and is a Favored of the Serpent of Destiny.”

“I invited Mister Mecklen here in hopes that you would join the Temple. A God’s Favored need not abide by the usual regulations, nor work within the Temple, enjoying complete freedom.”

Charles was slightly taken aback and asked, “I can also join the Temple?”

Ordinarily, only covenantors of the gods could become members of the clergy. Of course, a covenantor could choose not to serve as one, but the reverse was not true; those who were not covenantors could not join the Temple.

Of course, covenantors of other deities could also not join a Temple they had not formerly worshipped in.

The Great Priest of Tromso said in a low voice, “Of course, you can. The gods always bestow special favor upon those they like.”

Anne, equally surprised, asked, “What is the Murmur of Fate?”

Charles, who did not ordinarily wear such trinkets, took the Golden Serpent Ring from his pocket, equally curious, and asked, “I have not shown it to anyone; how would you know that I possess this object?”

The Great Priest of Tromso pointed with his finger, and a clear glow rose from Charles’s entire body, quickly retracting. He said, “In the eyes of a deity’s loyal servant, the aura of destiny that surrounds a Favored’s body shines as clearly as a torch in the darkness. And furthermore…”

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The Great Priest of Tromso smiled slightly and said, “I can glimpse, to a small degree, into destiny.”

Coming to a realization, Charles said, “You can divine fortunes!”

The Great Priest of Tromso smiled gently and replied, “Though I cannot plot destiny, such an understanding is acceptable.”

In this world, Transcendents who followed the Prophetic System were extremely rare. Charles had only encountered one, whom he had casually slain.

Even among the Priests of the Serpent of Destiny, not everyone could touch destiny, and the Great Priest of Tromso was clearly extraordinary.

He said to the young Priest, “Provide Mister Mecklen with the Priest’s documents, the robes, and that prophecy of the Serpent of Destiny.”

The young priest had been prepared and handed Charles a document, a long priestly robe, and a thick manuscript.

The High Priest of Tromso said, “As of today, you are officially a priest at the Temple of the Serpent of Destiny.”

“Wherever you go in both the old and new continents, as long as there is a Temple of the Serpent of Destiny, you can receive help.”

“In places where there is no Temple of the Serpent of Destiny, you have the right and the responsibility to build new temples, and welcome the divine radiance of the Serpent of Destiny.”

Charles felt as if he were dreaming as he took these items, but when he saw that thick manuscript, he couldn’t help muttering to himself, “Is this a divine revelation?”

“How can it be so thick?”

“Is the Serpent of Destiny so verbose?”

He immediately quashed this irreverent thought. In the temple of the Serpent of Destiny, before the High Priest, to speak ill of one of the nine True Gods, especially the one most adept at reading hearts, was simply a death wish.

The High Priest of Tromso said with a smile, “You also have a special privilege to come to the temple to learn the Art of Destiny. Even though the Transcendent path you’re on has nothing to do with destiny, under the care of the Serpent of Destiny, you will find learning the Art of Destiny to be very easy.”

Charles nodded his head. Whether to learn the Art of Destiny or not was a matter he could decide later on.

After exchanging a few words with the High Priest of Tromso and ascertaining that there was nothing further, he left the temple with Anne.

Charles didn’t spare Melianye another glance, and he directly boarded the carriage with Anne.

On the carriage, Charles handed the document and the robe to Anne, saying, “Could you keep these for me?”

Anne’s face bloomed with joy as she said, “I’ll take good care of them!”

All of Charles’s official documents were usually kept in his own possession. This was the first time he entrusted Anne with such items, and to her, they held extraordinary significance.

Charles, however, found these items to be inconvenient, and after he entrusted the document and robe to Anne, he opened the “divine revelation.” After just one glance, his face changed dramatically, and he exclaimed in a low voice, “Is it really that perverse?”

As soon as he spoke, he realized his mistake and hurriedly covered his mouth, but his face still carried an expression of unspeakable shock.

Curious, Anne asked, “What’s wrong with this divine revelation?”

Charles handed the thick manuscript to her, and after one look, Anne also couldn’t help exclaiming, but with a slight tinge of excitement on her lovely face, she whispered, “Charles, this could be great material for a new novel!”

“Aren’t you going to start a new book?”

Charles’s face changed dramatically, as he quickly responded, “As an author, it is my highest duty to finish each and every novel, and to wholeheartedly deliver a complete and wonderful story to the readers. Several of my novels are still unfinished, how could I possibly start a new book? That would be irresponsible to my readers.”

Charles took back the thick divine revelation. He was now certain that the Serpent of Destiny was a True God of amusement, who just wanted to see more fun.

This divine revelation contained one hundred and twenty-eight items, both precise and concise, with no seeming intent to inflate the number.

A True God advises the followers on how to please Him.

This True God…

Was indeed very earnest!

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