Soon after the conversation with bishop will, rod left the city alone and went to the nearby trees, ready to enter the underground passage to meet with Samson.
However, just as rod was about to return to the ground, he seemed to notice something. He suddenly stopped his own action, looked back at the direction he had come, and his face was alert.
There, a girl with white hair was watching him.
She was dressed in simple cloth and stood on the ground barefoot. Her feet are covered with scars, not only like the fire, unnatural blackening and wrinkles, but also like the ferocious scars left by beating.
The various visions seemed to show rod something unusual about her.
From this white haired girl, rod didn't feel any threat. It seemed that she was just an ordinary person without strength. But somehow, rod had the idea of retreat. The instinct in his blood was constantly reminding him.
Rod did not have any words, just stood in the same place, staring at the girl's figure, his expression became more and more dignified.
Unable to feel her own strength from this white haired girl, rod did not think that she really wanted to feel that she was just an ordinary person. Rod will doubt himself. With his little monster body, he can't even detect the level of the woman.
"Elotte, have you contacted bishop will? What were you doing? "
Feeling the footsteps on the ground, Samson took the initiative to get rid of the cover of the entrance of the underground passage and leaned forward to ask rod.
It wasn't until Samson's words came that rod regained his consciousness. He took a deep breath and said, "yes, he's happy to cooperate with us as you said."
"As for me, I found an interesting person..." looking at the girl with white hair, rod's face became dignified.
The girl's unique hair color has explained her identity to rod. She is a powerful pagan. Rod doesn't know her purpose, but it won't be a good thing.
"What?" Samson took out his magic eyes and looked around. He scratched his head and said, "what are you talking about? You're the only one here
Rod's pupils shrank and he looked back at the white haired girl. What he can be sure is that the girl really exists and is looking back at himself, but according to Samson, he can't see the girl at all.
Rod fell into silence, Samson also realized that the situation was not right, and showed an alert look, holding the sword handle with his right hand.
After a while, the white haired girl no longer looks at rod, but walks to the city alone, and rod also shows a happy look.
"Who is she?" In rod's heart, there was such a doubt.
Looking at Samson in the passage, rod asked, "have you ever heard of a girl with white hair? There are obvious scars on her feet. It's impossible for a powerful heretic like her not to have any information. "
"Sounds like you're in some kind of trouble." Samson thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know much about infidels. I have killed countless pagans in order to contribute to the Holy See, but there is no white haired girl you said. You should ask Ms. spider about these things
Rod nodded, agreeing with Samson. Spider lady, a pagan leader, should know about the white haired girl.
"Are you going to find lady spider? But she is very reluctant to let that terrible giant spider send us here. "
It seemed that something had come to his mind, and Samson had a bad look on his face.
"My God, I just looked at it with the eyes you gave me, and I felt sick. How did you and she endure it? Just sitting on it, I want to run away immediately. "
Rod shook his head and said, "although it's a spider, its soul is much purer than other creatures. It has no other idea and always remains loyal to its master."
"I came here to collect the souls of sinners. All the souls I met were regarded as the souls of sinners. By comparison, the soul of spiders was the purest." Rod commented.
"Will you collect the souls of other creatures? I mean non-human beings? " Hearing what rod said, Samson asked with interest.
"Why do you ask?" Rod didn't understand.
"Because according to the members of the Holy See, only the soul of human beings is the supreme existence in the world and can enjoy the glory of God, while the souls of animals do not have such treatment. Even after death, they cannot go to Yunzhong city like the souls of human beings." Samson added.
Rod frowned and said, "I only collect the souls of sinners. Those creatures are not even human beings. They don't even have the conditions to be sinners. Their souls are useless to me. "
Rod noticed that in the task panel, there are no restrictions on the types of souls. However, according to rod's own understanding, the so-called sinner's soul has to find a way from human beings. The souls of other creatures can't be called sinner's soul.
Shaking his head, rod looked back in the direction of the city: "we'll stay here for a while. I still have some things to hand over to will."
Samson didn't question rod's order. He took a deep breath and then asked, "now that you've finished, it's time to talk about me. When can I become a swordsman?"
Rod glanced at him, but Samson continued, "you said that before, didn't you? You said you would make me a swordsman, and I betrayed my camp for that. "
"What is the definition of sword sage in your heart?"
Instead of answering Samson's question, rod followed his words.
"A measure of power? It's more powerful than fencing. If you just want to gain more power, I recommend you to learn magic. A title given by the scarlet? Then I can tell you, you can never be a swordsman. But if you think that the sword Saint refers to a kind of constant spirit, a kind of bright will, just like a hero, you have a chance to become a sword saint. "
Samson was a little stunned by rod's words. After a long time, he said, "how can I have such a will?"
Rod patted him on the shoulder and said, "I can give you the chance to stimulate your will in some ways, but whether you can really become a swordsman depends on your own efforts."
Samson seemed to think of something. He nodded and held the hilt tightly.