NOVPUBHyperion looked at Jailor Daria in confusion, but without much hesitation or resistance, led the Great Love Poet to the spacious desk in the hall.
Antanas still seemed absent-minded, with Sinola silently following, maintaining perfect decorum.
"..."
Hyperion stood on the opposite side of the desk, took note of the tin cane discarded on the floor, giving Jailor Daria the appearance of a priest.
The three jailors at the inner layer of Herram Prison were originally elite members of the Protoss Empire magic special forces before taking up their positions at the prison, also outstanding graduates of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy years ago. If the previous two layers were for war mages, then this layer was for a healer practitioner.
"I have faith in the Wind God, without so many constraints."
Jailor Daria seemed to perceive the confusion on Hyperion’s face, lit a cigarette and began to talk about her faith.
"Understood."
Hyperion merely nodded in acknowledgement, without saying much.
Although both were members of the clergy, their faith in gods does not necessarily align.
Apart from the Church of the Goddess of Destiny and the Rebirth Church, there were many other churches who worshipped other gods, albeit not as vast as these two long-standing churches.
However, the source of Divine Arts for all the churches are based on the scriptures passed down from the era of gods. Even if the world was to obliterate several times, the traces of the "Genesis" could not be destroyed.
The "Genesis" consists of thirty-seven chapters, with the first being the chapter of the primitive and blank, and the last being the chapter of fate and reincarnation. These two chapters do not contain any Divine Arts; the remaining thirty-five chapters are all said to have interpretable Divine Arts.
The difference between Divine Arts and Magic Spells lies in the fact that Divine Arts rely more on resonance with the world, or resonance with gods existing conceptually. Spell relies on the self.
Thus, the effect of Divine Arts used by a priest not only relates to the "Spirit" and "Magic Power" attributes, but also relates to the unique "Faith" attribute of priests.
If one believes in the Goddess of Destiny, the faith attribute will be applicable to all Divine Arts in the thirty-five chapters. If one believes in a specific god, the faith attribute only applies to one single chapter, but it greatly enhances the effect of Divine Arts within that chapter.
Hyperion is yet to master many Divine Arts, but she has witnessed many Wind-attribute Divine Arts in the Chapter of Storm and Freedom. Beside a few offensive Divine Arts, many are biased towards strong supportive Divine Arts such as group healing, high absorb shield, damage reduction, control, etc.
Jailor Daria, a priest with high spirit and magic resistance, can use her Wind-attribute Divine Arts to mitigate many Spell damages on this layer, stop prisoners’ activities in the prison with controlling-type Divine Arts, and even push prisoners back. She was virtually invincible.
"So how do we obtain your approval and permission to pass?"
After a brief consideration, Hyperion asked again.
To find Truth Pullane’s cell, she needed to meet the prerequisite set by the jailor.
"Just drink with me. The more you drink, the higher my evaluation will be. Accompany me till I’m satisfied, and you’ll be allowed to leave. Otherwise, you might need a little more practice."
Jailor Daria grinned, pulling out several bottles of liquor and glass cups from the natural ice box, as if she had been waiting for them for too long.
"Are you sure this is alright?"
Hyperion asked in complete bewilderment.
According to Lanci, the jailor of the negative fifth floor, Miss Melisa, was very fair; as long as the work is done, she will give an evaluation, then enable the permission to visit prisoners.
But this Jailor Daria on the negative sixth floor was also not bad, albeit a little too free-spirited and chaotic, with absolutely no order or discipline.
How could a jailor lead trainee prison officers to drink heavily in the prison?
"No problem, I’m a disciple of the Grand Sage Isis, with his protection, you guys won’t bear any responsibilities. Besides, the Protoss Empire can’t find anyone better willing to guard this floor. I’m not even afraid of dying while guarding this floor, let alone getting fired?"
Jailor Daria had an attitude of indifference, shrugging nonchalantly.
"..."
Hyperion had heard that the Empire’s Grand Sage, Isis, the holder of the [Original Slabstone Tablet-Light], is a long-lived elf who safeguards the nation. But calling someone of such longevity an old thing isn’t quite right.
Upon hearing the name Isis, both Antanas and Sinola’s expressions instinctively worsened a bit.
Both had been soundly thrashed by the Empire’s Grand Sage, Isis.
"Actually, alcohol can be a good thing on this floor. It can bolster one’s courage and blur one’s will. It is a necessity,"
Jailor Daria skillfully poured the wine, raised her cup and the corners of her mouth slightly curled upwards,
"The elite of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy who have made it to this negative sixth floor, are they backing away from just a small glass of wine? That’s truly disappointing."
She looked at the hesitation of the people, her eyes shimmering with a challenging and playful glint.
Here, one can drink the government’s Xue Yuan Liquor.
It’s hard to get a hold of the special version of Herram Prison with enchantment attributes outside, yet unlimited refills can be had on this negative sixth floor.
To a wine lover, this is paradise.
Of course, the first time drinkers might pass out after just one cup, or even ruin their throats.
Even if she might get these students of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy stone drunk, and while she felt a sense of guilt, for Daria, this was a rare source of fun.
Hyperion stared at the wine cup that Jailor Daria had handed over. As someone familiar with toxin and detoxification magic, she knew very well that this wine was indeed terrifying. The mere smell of its evaporating aroma felt like taking a big gulp of strong liquor.
She was extremely hesitant as to whether she should accept the drink and down it in one gulp.
The jailor was obviously a seasoned drinker-priest who could consume a number of cups. One could only wonder how many glasses she would want to drink with her in order to be satisfied and grant them permission to grade.
Hyperion usually didn’t have much contact with alcohol, but she felt that if she inherited her father’s constitution, then her alcohol tolerance should be quite good. At least in Tata’s house, she felt nothing after eating the liquor heart chocolate specially made by Ichrite. Tata had said that those chocolates had a high alcohol content, with Tata buying them mainly out of curiosity.
Finally, the Great Love Poet, whose arm Hyperion was gripping tightly, felt the tension in Hyperion’s palm. The dull look in the eyes of the poet clearly became sharper.
He turned his face to look at Hyperion, and Hyperion looked back at him as if looking at a lifesaver.
Her invincible Lanci was back!
"Don’t worry, leave it to me."
The Great Love Poet said to Hyperion, then looked at Jailor Daria, quickly understanding the present situation.
"..."
However,
The Great Love Poet stared at the crystal clear liquid of the Xue Yuan liquor, remaining silent.
Why would it be wine...
For this very thing, he nearly got single-killed by a lady when leaving the house, and to this day he still remembers the lesson, along with the taste of roast pigeon.
