Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 408 - 159 Holy Demon Transformation

The gathering continued.

Although everyone was astonished by the Holy Skills and the 200,000 catties of fine meat, they understood these were irrelevant to them. Holy Skills were something only Legendary Knights could access. In a world where the Knight Path had nearly vanished, becoming a Legendary Knight signified a powerful background and strength. No one would harbor ulterior motives, which was also the reason Carl dared to reveal his true identity. This was unlike the Magic Forest in the Main World, where First Order practitioners were as common as dogs and Second Circle ones roamed everywhere; there, one had to be cautious with every action.

"Mr. Karl."

After waiting for a while, someone finally couldn’t resist standing up and speaking to Carl, "I also have a Holy Skill here. Are you still interested?"

"Oh!" Carl said, "As long as it is a Holy Skill, I am interested."

"That’s good." The person nodded, took a book from their person, and gently placed it before Carl. "Please, take a look first."

Carl sat up straight.

Unlike the Flame Knight, the person who brought out the Holy Skill this time was a Legendary Knight, his aura peaceful and soothing.

Minstrel Benet!

A Legendary figure who traveled between various Duke Territories. He possessed great strength and could have been a guest of honor in any faction. Yet, he had always relied on singing and playing in taverns for a living. Whatever the reason, this approach was admirable.

It wasn’t strange for a Legendary Knight to possess a Holy Skill, but the one he brought out was beyond Carl’s expectations.

Divine Chord Burial Soul Score!

This was a musical score, or rather, a performance art, but it was indeed a Holy Skill.

A sound-killing technique?

But this musical score had no lethal power; it could only help soothe the restlessness in one’s soul and bring peace to the mind.

Carl wore a strange expression, showing hesitation, "This Holy Skill..."

"Not taking it?"

"No."

Carl sighed, "As long as it is a Holy Skill, I’ll take it. It’s just that the fine meat might take a few days to deliver."

"No problem, I can wait." Benet smiled. "Mr. Karl, do not underestimate this Holy Skill. I have been relying on it to make a living for many years." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Once," he continued, "it was a piece that had to be played whenever the council of the Gods convened!"

"Yes." Carl chuckled dryly. "Thank you."

He now somewhat understood why Benet, despite being a Legendary, never fought anyone. Constantly playing such calming music, it would be strange if any murderous intent could arise in his heart.

After that, no one else offered Holy Skills for sale, and Carl settled down to quietly observe the others’ transactions.

「Soon.」

The gathering ended.

Everyone bid farewell and left one by one, until only Carl remained seated, as if waiting for something.

"Freedom Port’s Legendary Knight, Jiliu City’s mysterious Pharmacist, and also the Guardian of the Holy Hall."

A crisp, pleasant voice sounded, "Mr. Karl, your rise is a legend in itself."

"You’re too kind." Carl looked up at the woman who had abruptly appeared in the venue, his expression unchanged. "May I ask your name, miss?"

This woman was the one at the gathering who had worn a thin veil; she had now removed it. Her delicate features and a face like white porcelain held an air of childlike innocence. It was clear at a glance that she was a young girl who had seen little of the world.

However... the fact that she knew he was a Guardian of the Holy Hall, and was herself a Legendary, was enough to indicate that a mysterious and powerful faction backed her.

"Olanna."

The young woman placed one hand on her chest, crossed her ankles, and bowed slightly, performing an ancient curtsy. "My friends usually call me Anna."

"Then... Miss Olanna," Carl leaned forward and said, "you discreetly messaged me during the gathering, asking me to stay behind. What is it you wished to discuss?"

"Holy Skills!" Olanna laughed lightly. "Mr. Karl, if I’m not mistaken, you haven’t yet obtained a Holy Skill that truly satisfies you, have you?"

"..." Carl hesitated for a moment but did not deny it. "Yes!" he admitted. "Does Miss Olanna perhaps have the Holy Skill I’m looking for?"

"Perhaps." Olanna pulled over a chair and gracefully sat down. Her every move exuded an ingrained elegance, the kind of habit that must have been cultivated over many years.

"Mr. Karl, are you aware that Holy Skills also have different tiers, and the disparity between them can be vast?"

"Really?" Carl stroked his chin and replied ambiguously, "I’m not very clear on that."

"The Divine possess Divinity but haven’t completely lost their humanity, so, like humans, the Divine also experience conflicts among themselves," Olanna said with a smile. "Mr. Karl, guess how they resolve their conflicts?"

"Duels?" Carl asked. "The lofty Divine naturally wouldn’t act themselves, so they have their Guardians duel?"

"Exactly!" Olanna said, nodding with a smile. "There are many arenas in the Divine Domain for Guardians to duel in. Watching these duels is one of the Gods’ favorite forms of entertainment.

"Sometimes Demigods, or even some of the Divine, if they feel inclined, will also participate.

"According to records, the arenas in the Divine Domain host a grand dueling tournament every hundred years. The top three Guardians win glory for their respective Divine and also receive Their blessings."

Carl didn’t interject, merely listening quietly as she spoke.

It was strange. Olanna spoke of the Gods with a unique calmness, as if she were discussing mundane family gossip. She showed none of the reverence typically afforded to the Divine. Carl had never encountered this in anyone else; even Conni, who held no respect for the Divine, would subconsciously lower his head when mentioning Them.