"So, the key to this war is also related to me?"

Calming down, I looked at the high priest indifferently, feeling that I was in an endless desolation at this moment.

The High Priest smiled slightly, she took a sip of tea, and said, "You are indeed the key to this war, and not only that, you are also the key to a piece of history. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Your choice" The High Priest leaned forward, stretched out his index finger, pointed at me, and said slowly, "It will determine the survival and change of history in the future." ”

"Me? You're kidding, okay? ”

"I'm not kidding," the high priest shook his head, "and I don't joke with history and the future." ”

"Why me?"

"Because you're different," the High Priest smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Because you're not the natives of this world......"

I was shocked.

“...... And because you're the one chosen. ”

Obviously, I was nowhere near as interested in the last sentence as her second sentence: "You know I'm not ......"

The High Priest nodded: "You have come here from a very far away, you have crossed a lot, passed through the endless, and finally settled in this land, but I can feel that you do not resist this place, and even try to fit in here, and your behavior is very gratifying to me and dispels my worries. ”

“...... Why? ”

"Because it's impossible for you to go back to the world you used to be," the High Priest said slowly.

Hearing the news, my heart did not fluctuate, I pursed my lips, and spread my hands again: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't have any nostalgia in that world, I've had enough days of being alone, on the contrary, here, I have a fiancée, relatives, friends, and ...... Well, my enemies, with these people with me, I feel that my life is very good and fulfilling. ”

"Very well," said the High Priest, "it is good that you have such thoughts, and I hope you will have the same awareness." ”

Me: "? ”

The High Priest took a sip of tea and said, "Don't you have any curiosity about the fact that you are the chosen one?" ”

"Yes, I'm curious about what the chosen person is, why was I chosen, because of my handsome appearance? Or is it because of his extraordinary temperament? ”

"Hehehehehehe" the high priest laughed, "you are such a narcissistic and brazen child! ”

Huh?

I was confused.

Is there something wrong with my words?

"I'm sure you're chosen because of your left arm," the High Priest looked at my left arm calmly.

"Left arm!" I was shocked again, but this time it was far less terrifying, after all, the High Priestess was able to know the runes on my arms, and she could not see through the essence of them at a glance!

Thinking of this, I did not hesitate to take off the metal gauntlet, remove the bandage, and show her my left arm, which was covered with black and red patterns.

The High Priestess's gaze became solemn the moment it touched the pattern, and she tried to keep her eyes open and look at each pattern on it, rubbing her fingers against it.

Every time she looked at a pattern, she would unconsciously snort softly, and this soft exhalation was full of surprise and awe.

There were so many patterns on my arms that I could drive people crazy with dense phobias, so the High Priest who kept each pattern going several times watched as my left arm progressed slowly.

At the same time, I also got to know the high priest in a new way - she did not have a phobia of intensity.

It's been an hour, and she hasn't even finished reading a little bit, and I, who is maintaining the forward movement of her arms, said that it is really hard.

Half an hour had passed, and the High Priest had not yet looked at my arm, but it was clear that her strength was not strong enough to sustain her further.

With a deep breath, the high priest sat back in his chair and gasped for breath, as if he had just done heavy physical labor.

Retracted his arm, picked up a towel from the side, stepped forward, crouched down, and began to wipe the high priest's sweat.

Her physical exertion was obviously greater than I had imagined, her wrinkled forehead and pale temples were constantly dripping with sweat, and she had just wiped it clean, and in the blink of an eye, she was sweating again.

The sweat lasted for more than ten minutes, and the old man was pale, lying on the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was resting.

"High Priest," I called softly, "have you slept?" ”

"Not ...... yet" The High Priest's voice was as weak as a mosquito's chirp, but it was still clear.

Seeing the high priest's weak appearance, I couldn't express my doubts anymore, so I sighed lightly and said, "I think you better have a good rest." ”

The High Priest did not nod or object, she continued to maintain a backward position, breathing slowly.

Tie the bandages, put on the gauntlets, and push open the door to the room.

Two men and two women were still standing upright at the door, like sculptures.

"The High Priestess is tired, I guess she may need a quiet rest," I said, looking at the man I had spoken to before, "Do you have a place here for people to rest?" ”

He smiled slightly: "Please come with me." ”

I walked side by side with him, and soon came to the spacious and bright hall, and found a comfortable position, I sat down, and said, "I have something very curious."

"Please."

"I just said that the high priest is tired and resting, why don't you go in and see if she is really resting?"

"There's no need," he said, shaking his head.

"What if the priest is not resting, but ......" I deliberately lowered my voice, and said with a fierce look in my eyes, "What if I was stupid?" ”

"You wouldn't do it," he smiled, "and even if you did, we wouldn't blame you." ”

"Why is that?" I wondered, "Aren't you here to keep the High Priest safe?" ”

"Not really," he said, shaking his head, "we exist only to convey the will of the High Priest, and besides, the High Priest never needed any guards, because no one wanted to kill her. ”

"What if one day she is killed?"

"If this really happens," he closed his eyes and said lightly, "it can only be said that the high priest willingly chose to die." ”

"Sorry, my question was a bit excessive."

"No, it's not too much," he shook his head, "birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world, and the high priestess, as a witness to history, has seen all this through, she is not afraid of death, and she never longs for a new life. ”

"I see," I sighed, "she's really a worldly master!" ”

The man didn't say anything, he didn't have any expression, he just bowed slightly at me and said, "Do you have any other instructions?" ”

"Nope."

"Then I'll quit first," he turned, and was about to leave.

"Well, wait, if the high priest wakes up......"

"If the High Priestess wakes up and summons you, I'll come again."

With that, he struck at me, turned and disappeared around the corner.