Banshee? No, an ogre!

Chapter 8: Where is Ög?

This is a story out of a Chinese novel.

A long time ago, the Dawn Church gave birth to two outstanding professionals.

They were the best knight and priest in the original branch temple.

What's more, they were as close as real brothers, and every time they teamed up, they achieved success after success.

Until a few years ago, during a siege.

The entire corps of Divine Punishment Knights they were in was trapped during a siege by a vampire duke, and almost all of them were lost...

In the end, only the priest and the paladin were left.

Fortunately, with the priest's cover and the Blessing of Wrath, the paladin broke through the trap and unleashed incredible power, finally killing the cunning vampire count.

Unfortunately, they had run out of ammunition, and the final plague and curse had engulfed them, leaving them without the strength to fight back.

At this time,

no one could save them.

Had it not been for chance, they would have died in that b****y swamp.

And then... the priest made an incredible move - he took the flesh and blood core of the vampire count, who had been impaled by the holy sword, and ate it...

'And I am the knight in the story...' Yard said, rising to his feet.

'Why... did you choose me? Oug saw no fault in this story.

Perhaps it could also explain why a knight in the prime of his life would come to this borderland a few years ago.

It is simple, Ogg. Over the years, you were the only one who fulfilled the requirements.

You were the only one who could endure the tedious training and hard work.

You are also the only one who has neither the aptitude of a knight nor that of a wizard, but as a victim of the monster invasion, you can still maintain an objective judgement of the aliens...'.

At this point Yardun paused and finally smiled: "You are innocent, kind, intelligent and most importantly - you are patient enough to keep your promises. You are the most suitable person to inherit the mantle of my friend. He was an excellent cleric and a good image-maker'.

This sudden surprise made Oug clasp his hands on the stone bench.

Although there had been a misunderstanding, this wonderful misunderstanding, Oug would not explain.

I accept,' Ogg said, trying to calm himself.

I can't promise that he'll teach you, and I can't promise that you'll be as good as him, but remember, whatever gift you choose, it has nothing to do with the Dawn Church. It is my personal help, you understand? Ogg.

Even a person as determined as Yard

could not resist the temptation of selfishness in the end - choosing to take in another species.

This sin, if committed by any Dawn believer, would be enough to warrant execution by fire.

This was probably why he chose Oug instead of one of the orthodox Dawn believers.

Perhaps that was the complexity of human nature, neither black nor white.

'I understand, Teacher...'

No, don't call me teacher anymore, we have no relationship from now on,' Yade shook his head and said.

Then he put the two options in front of Oug again: 'Make your choice, Oug.

When the two choices were placed in front of Oug, he took the badge without hesitation.

On the one hand, he hoped that his path would be wider, and on the other, he wanted to do right by Yade, who had taught him.

Report to the bell tower in a month. Remember, no matter what happens, don't tell anyone, or I'll come and kill you wherever you run to.

Yade's tone was very calm, but Ouge did not doubt the sincerity of Yade's words.

I will obey your teachings. Ouge put the medal away, put an arm on his shoulder and bowed to Yade.

After leaving here, he would have no further connection with Yade or the Dawn Church.

Ouge, before I go, I would like to tell you one last secret, which is not really a secret.

Yade asked Ouge with his hands behind his back, 'Do you know why the professionals of the Dawn Church are so powerful in their ranks, and why the Dawn Church only accepts knights and imagemakers?

'Because of the old teachings?' Ouge replied.

Of course, he also knew that it could not be that simple.

'Yes, because of the teachings, and also because of the commandments...' Yade began to explain:

'Among the professions, only knights and image-makers can trade self-control for greater power.

These are the only two professions that can tap into the power of the mind, which can be influenced and changed by behaviour, the mind and external images.

The power of the so-called Holy Light that we control is born under the influence of discipline and the mind.

After completing the cycle of life and activating the fighting spirit to become a professional, a knight must not only practise breathing techniques, but also constantly accumulate reputation.

This reputation gives a Knight incredible magical power, which is why Knights often need to inherit a prestigious title and fiefdom in order to become powerful.

A title is often the best way to transfer reputation.

And our Dawn Church offers another way to gain the power of reputation - this is the origin of the Paladin's holy aura.

It is not the people who need Paladins, but the Paladins who need the people.

As for our priests and ministers, it's even simpler. I can tell you for certain that they are heart image masters.

But unlike knights, who seek power from the outside, heart image masters focus more on exploring power from within. A heart image is a manifestation of the mind - the stronger the mind, the stronger the heart image that can be created.

Discipline and self-control can both greatly enhance this power. Although the Mental Image Masters were first researched by the Church of Truth, only our Dawn Church has truly harnessed their power.

As for the others, I don't know much about them. After all, I'm only a knight, and I'm only half a martial artist at best.

Different professions are like different fields, and the same goes for extraordinary professions. Professionals may be able to understand the power and some of the abilities of other professions.

But if you don't go and study it specifically,

It's hard to tell the difference in the core abilities of the professions, and there are often misunderstandings.

Every profession has its core secrets.

It's quite rare for a knight like Yade to be able to learn some of the secrets of warriors and image-makers.

Thank you.

Yade's news was actually very important for Oug.

He finally understood why some monsters were so powerful that they were like two species.

Reputation is useful among humans, and of course it is also useful among monsters.

These ogre shamans may not be practicing witchcraft or magic at all, but rather the power of imagination...

This is why the king of a monster species is either a shaman or a knight.

The system of knights and image-makers was born to bring balance to 'order'.

Your human skin mask also needs some repair. When you are someone else, don't forget to be yourself.

Yade walked over to Oug and wiped his finger over the fine black marks on Oug's face - the scorch marks of the electric current.

Oug had told him long ago that he wore the mask because of a congenital facial defect.

It didn't matter if it was true or not, and he didn't care.

He had never really seen Oug as his successor.

He just reminded Oug of him, in every way.

Oug felt the slight burn on his fingers where Yade had wiped them, and only then did he realise his oversight.

There was something else he had neglected.

It was really careless.

Fortunately, it was Yade who noticed.

I'll be more careful,' Og wanted to say, but when he thought about what had happened today, he swallowed the words.

'Just be careful. You don't need to come here anymore.

'Yes.'

After Oug left, Yade picked up the box and let out a deep sigh.

'Sigh...'

The reason why he didn't care about Oug's secret.

It was because he had deceived Oug as well.

The priest in the story did not eat the vampire flesh for him.

It was he who blamed himself.

In order to save his partner's life -

he accidentally turned a holy dawn cultist into another race...

This is also why Yade did not go to face his priest partner in person - because he was ashamed.

I am guilty...

Yade did not tell Oug how long his partner had not eaten.

A young man, fresh and pure, untainted by the bloodline, an apprentice warrior himself.

The kind of underage flesh that had not been tampered with by fighting spirit, magic or witchcraft.

But the vampire lord's favourite food, and most importantly, weak enough... and nourishing enough that he could not resist.

This should, could, arouse his appetite.

'Forgive me, Abel, if you don't eat, you'll really starve...' With slightly shaking hands, Yade pulled out a pocket watch.

The photo in the watch was of a young him with a blond man dressed as a priest...

Everything is fate.

No matter what the outcome was for Og,

he could accept it.

This was also the last battle between his conscience and selfishness.