The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 1238

Chapter 1236
“Encyclopedia” Protino
The next moment, sweet white mist enveloped the land.
Not only the Third Ring, but even the Second Ring below was gradually covered by the dense white mist. The white mist then continued to descend and spread, gradually falling into the First Ring, and even to the oasis on the outskirts.
The thirsty slaves, the injured and the weak, recovered their vitality in the nourishment of the white mist. The air was no longer scorching hot, but became moist and clean, as comfortable as strolling in a garden after rain.
When the white mist dispersed, Eivass’s carriage had mysteriously disappeared. Encyclopedia and his guards were also gone.
At this time, the entire land had become moist. It was as if a torrential rain had washed the entire city clean.
It was not the abyssal water summoned by the Lord, with a faint smell like corpse-soaked water, or water that had flowed through mud… but dew as sweet as honey.
Combined with the prophecy of the “King of Indigo” from before, people immediately realized what had happened.
The atmosphere instantly became fervent—people knelt down in worship, kissing the thin layer of water that was like a shadow, and drinking this strange, clear sweetness.
Ordinary people might not realize the problem here.
However, those in the Third Ring were powerful figures who knew many secrets, and they could better understand the difficulty behind this matter—
Only the First Origin River possessed the power of creation, just as the Mist Demon, although in need of water, could create mist out of thin air.
Even the Lord could only summon bathwater of the Abyss Heavenly Envoy from the Great Abyss, because even the Abyss Heavenly Envoy could not create things out of thin air.
But the Envoy of Mist, as the new Heavenly Envoy who inherited the Path of Love of the Blood Heavenly Envoy, was the current controller of the Origin River of Creation!
Eivass had originally just wanted to spread his blood through the “humidifier” as a praise, a blessing, and a gift to those who greeted him… but he didn’t expect the Envoy of Mist to eat all that blood.
—Unconsciously, without either Eivass or the Envoy of Mist realizing it, Eivass had used the Shepherd’s Method on the Envoy of Mist!
After tasting Eivass’s offered blood, the Envoy of Mist felt exceptionally pleased. She happily used her full abilities—the pure mist she created with all her might was enough to cover the entire Holy Spring City, and even beyond!
If this mist condensed into dew, it would be the legendary “Fountain of Life.” Although it did not have the legendary ability to grant eternal life and everlasting beauty, it did have the ability to heal almost all injuries, because it was originally one of the powers of the Banquet Master.
As the Serving Apostle of the Banquet Master, the Envoy of Mist’s initial divine power was to provide fine wine and sweet springs!
This was the divine spring that the Banquet Master used to entertain guests. Its fall upon the Material Realm was truly a divine miracle—not to mention that the Envoy of Mist was too diligent and had scattered the beverage, which was originally only available at the Banquet Master’s feasts, all over the city.
—It even permeated the sandy ground outside the oasis, making it appear as if it were covered in shadows.
In Anxi, where water was more precious than life, most people could not imagine “what would happen if enough water was sprinkled on the sand”… it would definitely be considered blasphemy and they would be thrown into the salt ponds to die of dehydration.
So for them, they could only liken it to “divine shadows covering the earth.”
The commoners and slaves who were not qualified to enter the Second Ring… and the vagrants who didn’t even have the right to enter the city, also thought of the miracle manifested by the “King of Indigo” before.
They knelt down, touching the “sand that had sunk into the shadows” with their tongues.
This was absolutely impossible in the past—
“The taste of honey, it really is the taste of honey!” someone shouted.
Shouting hysterically, half crying and half laughing.
It wasn’t for the moisture and sweetness on their tongues, but for the impending prophecy.
Seeing people’s almost frenzied behavior, those who had not believed before also hesitated.
Some tried to taste it, some touched it with their fingers—the cold, moist, unfamiliar touch sent shivers down their spines.
In the First Ring, the Lady Lord riding on the elephant also witnessed this scene.
She looked at the people’s fervor with some confusion and murmured, “Is the prophecy… really going to come true?”
“Impossible, beautiful Mahidifran!”
The Lord on the desert sandship heard her very low murmur but said loudly and decisively, “We all know that “Anxi” is just a scam, don’t deceive yourself! When Anxi was founded, the Winged One had already lost the authority of the Prophet—you know this!”
But it was less a refutation to Lady Lord Mahidifran and more an explanation to himself.
His words were firm, yet hidden beneath them was undeniable confusion.
The guards and attendants of the Lords, however, dared not speak.
They lowered their heads as much as possible, maintaining silence, for fear that their masters would notice them and ask them, “What do you think?”
—Even those who appeared to be incredibly high-ranking concubines and confidantes, secretly yearned for the existence of that “Savior.”
On the other side, Eivass was unaware of the commotion and disputes here. Even “Encyclopedia” and his retinue had no idea what had happened here.
Hidden by the white mist, they had quietly flown into the air and left, and under Encyclopedia’s guidance, they headed to his temporary residence.
“Please reintroduce yourself, Mr. Encyclopedia,” Eivass said with a smile.
Mu and Zhu Tang also came over.
They had never expected to meet former comrades-in-arms with whom they had shared life and death in such a foreign land.
“That’s right,” Zhu Tang chimed in, “If you hadn’t said anything, we wouldn’t have known you had such a high position!”
Hearing this, Eivass couldn’t help but glance at Zhu Tang.
—Aren’t you the same?
But it made sense… the members of the archaeology team at the time were almost all famous powerhouses. With such strength and the confidence to go to ancient ruins, their social status could hardly be low.
“Amber” and “Vagrant” were legends in their respective fields. Sin was the chief disciple of the head of the Mage Tower and the future master of the Mage Tower. Zhu Tang was the chief official of state ceremonies in the Taichu Empire. Only Little Cat and Mr. Mu had no background, but that was because they were young and at least considered geniuses.
Now, it seemed, “Encyclopedia” was indeed not simple.
“Not at all… I forgot to introduce myself, my real name is Protino. Please just call me by my name.”
Encyclopedia, who was the Dream Traveling Monk named Protino, gave a wry smile and bowed his head humbly, “This robe was given to me after my return. I must thank you, Your Majesty the Pope. If you hadn’t given me the opportunity, I wouldn’t have had the chance to become an Amon Priest.”
“Amon?” Zhu Tang asked curiously, “Not Amun?”
“The god Amun is the Xi Tian Si,” Eivass said, not needing Encyclopedia to explain, “and the god Amon is the Second Sun we saw—the one killed by sacrifices and words.”
“I am certainly not qualified to be an Amun Priest,” Protino said, “but because I personally witnessed the existence of the god Amon and brought back invaluable lost knowledge, I was promoted to an Amon Priest. From then on, I have been responsible for the sacrifices and eulogies to Amon.”
With his detailed explanation, Eivass and Zhu Tang finally understood what had happened—
As Dream Traveling Monks, they possessed a “brain-networked library.” Therefore, their status was largely determined by their “contributions.”
The “video material” that Protino brought back this time was extremely valuable—he had become the foremost researcher on Amon in the country and had even brought back many lost ancient runes.
Although some of these archaeological findings had to be co-published with Professor Bard, the Horus people were generally not concerned with such matters… they cared more about the collection and preservation of knowledge than academic naming rights.
This achievement was enough to promote him to Grand Priest. Among the nine Grand Priests of Horus, the Amon Priest held the highest position, equivalent to that of a prime minister. The other priests, while making sacrifices to the nine gods, also managed a department.
Amon, as the only deceased god among the nine, was responsible for “History.”
“I came to Holy Spring City this time as a scribe… to record this unprecedented great event,” Protino said solemnly. “At the same time, I also have another mission—
“If the Abyss Heavenly Envoy descends, I will join the battle.”
This sounded somewhat overconfident, but Eivass knew that “Encyclopedia” was not an arrogant person.
But looking at Protino at this moment, he was so serious, proud, and confident.
It was as if he truly possessed some power that could stop the Abyss Heavenly Envoy.