The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 10 The second “stranger”? (Short chapter of 2 words)

"Brother Xia Bron, if I worked as hard as you, I would have become a real mage long ago."

Looking at Chabran who was constantly casting spells and waving weapons in the air, the girl stood there and said.Her short orange hair swayed slightly in the warm midday sun.

"No, this is just a talent. Also, just call me Xia Bron." Xia Bron's expression was a bit reserved, and a faint blush flashed on his face.

The exaggerated praise made him feel deserved.

Chamberlain still remembered the girl—Arya, and her adorable brother, Anro—who had given him the only healing spell.

Chabron remembered what the girl said under the emerald moonlight that night when the flames were raging.

The siblings are also foreigners, and they came to the town with their uncle only a few months ago.Their uncle Jax is said to have been an adventurer in the past, so he has a lot of savings.

After that night, the burns that made Chabron feel pain just looking at them have been removed from the girl's body. Now...——————————“Wait a minute, you just said that becoming a real what?" Chabran found himself almost missing the point.

"A sorcerer!" The orange-haired girl raised her head and repeated it again, and deliberately re-read the word "mage". Her voice was not loud but firm, and she seemed full of momentum.

"In Star King's Capital, [Thousand-story City] Hongbao, a dwarf mage once believed that I had the talent to become a mage, and gave me related magic books and documents. One day before leaving Hongbao, he told me I promise that if one day my magic can put a person to sleep, then go to him and he will teach us more.

"Since then, Arya has been trying to teach herself in this direction."

After speaking, Arya sighed softly and shook her head:

"Hey, it's a pity that even now, my magic can only light a candle. My performance may have failed to live up to his expectations."

Using the metaphor of Chabron's previous life, Arya's words were like a top student crying, "I really failed the test this time - there was no auxiliary line drawn in the additional questions. If the time was tighter, it would not be full marks."

A little girl who has studied arcane magic for less than a year, but she didn't cast a single link [Sleep Spell], is she doubting herself?This kind of Versailles behavior is enough to make other mage apprentices dumbfounded.

"Everything happens step by step, and nothing can be achieved overnight," - except for upgrading, Chabron thought with a smile. "The connectors who travel in the long river of time teach us that if there is no mistake in the direction you are going, it will only take time to reach the end. question."

At this moment, Chabron felt as if something in his mind had opened up.

The world in his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he noticed a string of words on Aaliya's head - there were none when they last met, which made him unconsciously raise his gaze.

"So, Brother Chabron, this is the reason why I came to you - doubt, is there something above my head - I feel that I have memorized every arcane vocabulary and spell model, but I still have the last step. A little something.

"So I want to make a wish in the Temple of the Eternal, so that I can really step into the gate of a ring of spells!

"However, I don't know what to do specifically to make the prayer ceremony look formal enough..." Arya looked straight into Chabron's eyes.

As the god of magic and knowledge, many mage apprentices in the Starry Kingdom, although they do not believe in the Eternal Light, will go to his temple to pray when they encounter academic difficulties (mostly before exams and thesis defenses).

"Rituals are just unnecessary red tape," - apart from those ritual magics that can achieve real magical effects, Chabron thought, his golden hair shining in the scorching sun, and then he made his words better by adding a little [religious knowledge] Become a magician:
"Taking the path of magic itself is an offering to the eternal light. When you chase the mystery, the mystery is already chasing you."

"So, you don't need to panic, stay confident." Shabron said while continuing to stare at the text on the girl Arya's head, "Maybe you are too nervous, why don't you try it now? Try to use that spell Come out and take a look.”

"I will try my best, but... I may not succeed..." At this point, Arya's voice gradually weakened and became difficult to hear.

"No, you will definitely succeed!" The originally gentle and gentle Chabron was uncharacteristically using a decisive tone. His confidence came from what he saw.

The words hanging above the girl's head are——

[Level 1 Mage]

(End of this chapter)