Volume 1: Stranger in a Strange Land Chapter 46 Invitation
The Eighth Order is also known as the Hermit Order or the Order of Cain.
Because the Eighth Holy Spirit is the only Holy Spirit who was promoted from a mortal, the Eighth Sect, compared with other sects of the Holy Spirit Church, pays more attention to the combination of secular and faith, and emphasizes the unity of opposites between the mundane and the sacred.
And within the Eighth Order, there are two major factions - the Charismatics and the Holy Spirit. The former emphasizes the holiness of the Eighth Holy Spirit and advocates that the Eighth Order should be completely integrated into the system framework of the Holy Spirit Church, at least without having to carry the title of "Secret Holy Spirit" in front of it.
The latter, the Saint Cultivation Sect, focuses more on the mortal nature of the Eighth Holy Spirit. The monks of the Saint Cultivation Sect will search all over the continent for the holy relics left by Cain when he was still walking on earth, and will imitate his past deeds to practice and save, hoping to narrow the distance between their souls and the Holy Spirit.
"In that case, are you a monk from the Holy Cultivation Sect?"
On the way to the Great Cemetery of Thorn City, Nezemar suddenly asked Cascorp about the composition of the Eighth Order for no reason, and Cas asked curiously after listening.
The reason why he felt this way was simple.
The Judgment IV is not only a powerful weapon against the Moon Realm and is used to stop the Duke's crazy plan, but it is also a holy relic that is closely related to the Holy Spirit Cain during his lifetime, which is definitely the reason why the Eighth Cult is willing to pay such a high price to obtain it.
The pursuit of holy relics is undoubtedly the style of the Holy Cultivator Sect.
Nezemar nodded and said:
"Yes, I am a monk from the Holy Cultivator Sect, and I am mainly responsible for the recovery of holy relics."
Cass continued:
"Then why are you suddenly telling me all this? Are you just going to introduce me to the Eighth Order?"
In response to Cass's question, Nezemar answered very calmly:
"As the descendant of the Black Swordsman, you are the only one who can pull out the Judgment Four, and you are also the one whose soul is most compatible with that weapon. So after this incident is settled, I hope you can consider converting to the Eighth Order and joining the Holy Order."
Before Cas could say anything, Liz, who had been sitting on his shoulder and listening to their conversation with her ears perked up, couldn't hold her temper anymore.
"What? No, no, no..."
Liz flew between Cas and Nezemal, giving the blonde a big cross with her arms crossed.
"He is the servant I saved with great difficulty. He promised to take care of the garden for me until his death. How can I let him go to some religious sect to serve a holy spirit? This is absolutely not allowed!"
Nezemar glanced at Liz who was flying in the air, then turned his gaze to Cas and continued:
"If you choose to convert to Cain, first the Order will ensure that the injustice done to you is cleared. Then we will help you awaken your own magical talent. Although you may not have the talent to become a magic chanter, it will definitely be no problem for you to become a magic swordsman."
In addition to having an affinity for magic, becoming a magic caster also requires a certain degree of mental talent, allowing the caster to construct a sophisticated spell model in his or her own etheric domain.
However, for those who lack spiritual power, it does not mean that they will never be able to use magic in their lives. They can settle for the second best and use their own magic power to rely on objects that are already engraved with spell models to release specific spells.
The profession that uses magic in this way is the magic swordsman.
This is similar to the fire spell [Dawn] that Kas activated on his sword before, but it is fundamentally different.
Because Cass is not a magic swordsman, he can only use the magic power stored in the sword in advance to fight, and he cannot accurately control the consumption of magic power when using it, so he can only release the magic power all at once.
If he was a true magic swordsman, the battle would have ended long ago.
Compared to magic casters, the threshold for magic swordsmen seemed to be much lower. However, in fact, in terms of quantity, the number of magic swordsmen in the entire continent was basically the same as that of magic casters, or even slightly less.
Not only that, the vast majority of those magic swordsmen serve in the legions, or are simply the children of nobles, and magic swordsmen in the civilian population only account for a very small number.
The reason is very simple. Most magic casters are scholars, and only a small number of them become battle mages who specialize in combat. However, all magic swordsmen are born for killing. Therefore, the imperial government will allow a certain number of magic casters in the civilian population, but will never allow a large number of magic swordsmen to appear.
Cass knew very well that no matter how much progress he made in martial arts, he could only make so much progress. If he wanted to continue to become stronger, he had to become a magic swordsman. However, there was basically no way for ordinary people to become a magic swordsman.
The conditions offered by the other side are an irresistible temptation for any warrior, but...
"I'm sorry, I've never been very devout in my faith in the Holy Spirit Church, and I really have no interest in church life."
Cass lowered his head slightly, his words revealing apology.
Liz, who was originally a little angry, turned around with a look of surprise.
She quickly flew to Cass's side, calmed her expression, patted Cass's shoulder vigorously, and said in a condescending manner:
"I knew you wouldn't be so heartless. Don't worry, I'll take it easy when I tidy up the garden next time."
When your slave helps you with the garden, it seems like you are the one talking to yourself all the time. I never agreed to that...
Cass thought to himself, but secretly held back from saying it out loud.
In response to his answer, Nezemar said with an expression as if he had expected it:
"I know what you're worried about. Your life is sustained by the life scale powder of this witch. In a sense, you are essentially dead now , and you are only driven by her vitality. You are worried that if you really go to the Eighth Cult, you will still be taking risks with other people's vitality, right?"
Cass remained silent.
She was right. If he had not wanted revenge on those people, he would never have been so shameless as to risk the life force of that simple witch.
And after his revenge, he had even less reason to do so.
Nezemar continued:
"Don't worry. You don't want to borrow her life force. We also don't want the descendants of the Judgment Seat, the holders of Judgment Four, to have their lives bound to a witch. As long as you are willing to convert, the Eighth Order will contact the seven bishops to use [Resurrection] to make up for your missing life force. At that time, this witch can also get her scale powder back completely."
After this proposal, even Liz couldn't find any reason to object.
She was able to get her life scale powder back, Kas was able to embark on the path of a magic swordsman, and the Eighth Order recovered a descendant of the Judgment Seat who could use Judgment Four.
Everyone got what they wanted.
The two of them and the witch walked along the cobblestone road in silence for a long distance until they were almost at their destination. Then Cass spoke:
"If that's the case..."
But Nezemar interrupted him.
"You don't have to make a decision now, think about it carefully first."
As she spoke, the corners of her mouth formed an expression that could probably be called a "smile."
"After all, it's hard to say whether we can come back alive in the end."
In the cold moonlight, the wall of the large cemetery not far away cast a strange shadow.
