"Hmm." After confirming Fernando's question, Antek quipped, "You actually suspect that a legendary lord would surrender to the church? What good can this be? Ordinary archmages can get safe, they can get materials provided by the church, what can a legendary magician get? When the external threat is lifted, he will definitely be the first batch of hidden dangers to be eliminated."
Such a smooth and sharp explanation was not something that Antek, a timid guy like a mouse, could have organized improvisedly, most likely what he remembered when he listened to the "Nightmare King" discuss with Stannis...... After Fernando laughed at Antek in his heart, he straightened his face: "What are you studying in Kufre City?"
"Isn't it the mystery of faith, the shaping of gods?" Antek looked calm.
Fernando's bright red eyes stared at him, staring at him so much that he gradually couldn't maintain a calm attitude, shrunk his shoulders and said, "What are you suspicious?"
"I don't know, but I can be sure that this is definitely not the answer, at least not the most fundamental answer." Fernando said solemnly.
Antek was obviously relieved and looked at Fernando sincerely: "At least that's the answer."
"I understand, I won't ask anymore, letting a coward bear more pressure than himself will make him so scared that he can't sleep." Fernando heard Antek's implication, and if he asked again, his safety might not be guaranteed.
Antek patted Fernando on the shoulder with a smile: "The more scared I am, the more I can sleep."
There was a slippery feeling in his fingers, and he immediately took it back like an electric shock, his face turned red again, and now Fernando is still "Lando"!
Fernando curled his lips, feeling that his body had recovered, so he said: "I'd better get out of here as soon as possible, the secret of decay buried underground makes me sick to my stomach, and there is a layer of pimples on my skin."
In short, the secret made him feel dangerous.
"I brought Beatty, Loeva and the others over before, just outside the city." Antek was very worried that Fernando's identity would be seen through by Fran, and he would definitely be "implicated", so when Fernando was in a coma, he advised him to leave quickly.
Fernando glanced at Antek in surprise: "It's rare for you to prepare in advance."
"Hey." Antek enjoyed Fernando's "praise".
Fernando exchanged a few words with Antek, agreed to meet in the future, walked to the door, and opened the door with a brass handle.
At this time, a man in his thirties happened to walk outside the door, with ordinary facial features, and he would definitely be "submerged" when thrown into the sea of people.
He glanced at Fernando up and down, and said in a low voice: "Although you are very perverted, you have more premonitions and analytical skills than others, which is very good."
"Do you think I would be very happy if you 'praised' me like this? A guy who can't tell the difference between dreams and reality." Fernando was as authentic as ever.
This man is Stannis, whom Antek described and saw portraits of Fernando, the future "King of Nightmares".
"Language can't do you any good, but spells can." Stannis said coldly, "I heard that Antek said that you have different views on illusion and dreams, I hope it is not too simple, otherwise it will be a waste of my time."
Fernando chuckled: "I hope you don't waste my time either."
The two of them and Antek exchanged their views on illusions and dreams in detail in the "ward".
When Fernando left for a while, Fran, who was arrested by her teacher to be a "coolie", rushed over, and she couldn't talk about love between her and Fernando, but thinking that the other party's experience was all caused by her giving wrong information, she inevitably felt a little guilty and had a more compensatory mentality.
"What? She has returned to Holm?" Fran looked at Antek in astonishment, and all he could think about was the sight of his mouth closing one by one.
She actually didn't say goodbye to herself? Isn't the pleasure and pleasure of this time worth even a farewell?
Thinking of this, thinking of Fernando, who ignored his charm and left, Fran's heart was quite sour.
Suddenly, Stannis next to him said lightly: "Are you also interested in people with female bodies and male souls? Antek is not bad, his soul is more timid than a lady, and it will meet your requirements if you transform your body."
"What do you mean?" Fran was stunned for a moment, and then all the doubts he had when getting along with Fernando surged up, and he looked sharply at Antek - Fernando is not a professional lady after all, it's okay for a short time, and when he gets along often, there are often details that make Fran feel confused.
Antek was so frightened that he took a few steps back: "This, this is none of my business, Fernando himself is perverted and likes to become a lady."
He didn't dare to lie in front of Fran yet.
Fran had a gloomy face, teeth rattling, and didn't speak for a long time, and when Antek was terrified and wanted to move next to Stannis, she waved her arm suddenly: "Next time we meet, I will make him a real woman!"
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Ten years later, in late spring, warblers flew in the grass outside the city of Rentat.
Fernando, still wearing his favorite bright red magic robe, saw the noble knights and clergy in the city of Rentat walking through the streets and alleys without anything, and soon walked to the "Grilled Fish Hotel".
"Old Green, you're not dead yet!" As soon as he entered the door, he shouted.
Old Green squinted at him with one eye: "You are dead, I am not dead yet, today's letter."
He threw a thick stack of letters at Fernando.
Although ten years ago, the Church allowed the Sword of Truth Hoffenberg to return and sent two saints to initially stabilize the situation, but as time went by, as the Church fell into anxiety with the allied forces on the Aalto-Tria front and repeatedly failed to conquer, and as the legendary sea monsters in the endless ocean attacked frequently, the number of horror legends of the Church was divided and diluted, and the nobles in the Great Holm area gradually had strange thoughts and were not so hard.
This situation reached its peak two years ago when the "Death Lord" returned to its peak and killed the cardinal who was later reinforced, even if they met people in magic robes on the road, the nobles would turn a blind eye as long as they were not acting with the clergy, and more and more of them were secretly cooperating with the magicians, brewing, waiting, hoping that one day the strength of the church here would be suppressed, forming a situation where the nobles and magicians stood together, and the church was the weakest but the strongest.
Fernando seemed to have an invisible hand in front of him, grabbing the thick letter, and after opening it, he unexpectedly saw Hathaway's handwriting, which was densely packed with mathematical problems, and these problems were so complex that Fernando's talent in mathematics made him dizzy, and he had the illusion that his mathematical ability was no longer as good as Hathaway's.
In ten years, maybe no one can make leaps and bounds in magic, but in the field of mathematics and science, as long as the talent is outstanding, ten years is enough to become a master of mathematics and science!
"This little girl's talent in the field of mathematics and science is not too bad." Fernando sighed in a trademark tone.
Green sneered: "This is the thirty-ninth time you have made a similar emotion, is it so difficult to directly admit that her mathematical talent is stronger than yours?"
Fernando did not hear this because he had already done it and fell into the world of mathematics.
"Her insights into flowing numbers, no, calculus, are so profound...... She has made a decisive contribution......" The more Fernando looked at it, the more shocked he became.
In the past ten years, he has often corresponded with Hathaway to guide her mathematical knowledge, but when it comes to the most cutting-edge and difficult flow numbers, Hathaway only asks some basic definition questions - the number of streams has been renamed calculus by Douglas, but in today's letter, Hathaway's calculus knowledge has exceeded his ability and must be learned first!
"When did she know calculus?"
Fernando thought suspiciously, and quickly recalled a sentence Douglas had said - "A child thinks calculus sounds better than flowing numbers, and this system can be built, and she has made a lot of contributions, so let's name it according to what she said."
At that time, he thought Douglas was referring to Erica, who often came over, but now that he thinks about it, it should be Hathaway, who is also writing letters to exchange mathematical knowledge with Douglas while corresponding with him!
When did her mathematical ability reach the point where she could co-create calculus with Douglas...... Fernando snorted, feeling that he was falling behind.
"Old guy, Hathaway is still communicating with Douglas?" Fernando looked up and asked.
Old Green wiped the wooden wine glass as before, and said lightly: "Of course, your mathematical ability is far worse than Douglas's, if it weren't for Douglas in Alinge, she wouldn't have asked you for advice."
He didn't mind hitting Fernando at all.
"At least calculus is completed many years faster than imagined, and it will be the most dazzling achievement in the history of magic!" Fernando was not bitter, but muttered to himself quite excitedly.
His open-mindedness stunned Old Green, and then he said: "The most dazzling achievement? Hey, who would have imagined that one of them was a little girl who couldn't do magic."
He had an elder-like love for Hathaway, and in his eyes, even after ten years, Hathaway was still a little girl.
"It seems that I have to treat her as an equal person to communicate with." Fernando put away the letter and prepared to go back and study it carefully.
Old Green looked around and saw that no one else was there, so he lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to act tonight?"
Fernando nodded solemnly and said a little uncomfortable: "You, you have to be careful."
The "Death Lord" who has regained his strength believes that time is running out and must occupy a large city with a basic layout as soon as possible, so that he can build the maze lock he has been secretly researching for decades in the shortest possible time, which can consume the "Divine Descent Technique" - ten years later, the Pope's strength has reached, and how long he will use the Divine Descent Technique, no one knows, so they can only prepare early.
"Are you sure?" Old Green asked with concern.
Fernando nodded slightly, yes, because the nobles will be on our side!
(End of this chapter)