Our family is in decline

Originally, he wanted to seize the right to explain and strengthen the nun's understanding, but now he was disturbed by one sentence.

Many thoughts came to Lance's mind, and the nun herself was digesting the complicated news and had no intention of speaking.

Since both parties were like this, Lance had no intention of staying here and ended the conversation with just a few words.

After going out, Lance knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if he didn't figure this out, so he didn't hesitate too much and walked straight towards Leonard's house.

But when he walked out of the nursing home, Lance was suddenly awakened by the night wind.

Only then did he realize that he had just stepped into the trap of the nun. He had no idea that the things she brought up were not to excuse the church at all, but to seek answers.

He didn't hit her at all just now, but helped her break the shackles of the church.

The elation he felt just now was almost gone now. There was a feeling of heat in his back, and his face was probably the same.

Is she really innocent?

Is this a sign of great wisdom and foolishness?

For a moment, Lance was a little paranoid. He reviewed the game along the way and tried to find out what was wrong, but it was still the same until he looked up and arrived at Leonard's house.

Originally, Lance thought that their family would have gone to bed at such a late hour, but to his surprise, Ryan was still sweating and practicing his sword in the yard, while Leonard and his wife were enjoying the cool air in the yard.

There aren't many scenes of affection between them, but just sitting together makes people feel inexplicably well-matched.

"Excuse me." Lance went up to greet him. He didn't say much and just glanced at Leonard.

"Ryan, let's stop here today. I'll wipe your sweat." The woman consciously took her son away, leaving space for the two of them.

Lance did not test Leonard with the same calculations as he did with others, but directly told the situation. The revolutionary friendship between them was still very strong.

Sure enough, Leonard seemed a little shocked when he heard this, but he came to a new conclusion.

"Sir, do you know that there are also factions within the church?"

"How to say?"

"One believes in the Holy Flame, while the other believes in the Holy Light. The difference is in their respective large cross icons. One has the Fire Emblem in the middle, while the other has the Glory Emblem.

It is rumored that the Holy Light Sect was separated from the Holy Flame Sect. Perhaps such a person awakened many years ago and then preached the Holy Light on his behalf. "

Lance really doesn't know. Maybe it's his personal tendency that makes no one dare to mention the church in front of him, and he is so busy that Hamlet can't even take care of it. He really doesn't understand the situation of the church.

But now it seems that the situation is a bit interesting.

“Holy Flame Worship may have originated from the worship of flames by the ancients, and it is not surprising that Holy Light Worship was derived from it. After all, fire also emits light to dispel darkness.

In that dark and hopeless dungeon, Junia may have longed for light, and then she awakened the power of the Holy Light. "

Lance was thinking about it and constantly improving his conjecture, while Leonard on the side was lost in thought.

It's not that he didn't try to get in touch with the power of the Holy Light, but he failed during the holy war. The priest said that he was not pious enough. He thought it was true at the time, but later after listening to the Lord's research on extraordinary beings, he realized that there was such a thing as inspirational talent. .

I originally thought that I would never have a chance to see the Holy Light in this life, but how come I suddenly have a happy family and a happy life after coming to Hamlet, and even the Holy Light that I couldn't touch before shines on me again?

Could it be that the lord is the Holy Light?

"Have you experienced anything strange during this time?"

Lance's words interrupted Leonard's random thoughts. He also wanted to figure it out as soon as possible. After thinking about it carefully, there was only one thing that was a bit strange.

"We were fighting against the Evil Fallen of the Ascension Sect..."

At that time of despair, an inexplicable force emerged from his body, and it was this force that supported him to entangle the monster, buying time for Barton to enter later.

Extreme emotions can indeed trigger changes in the body's inspiration, but this should not be enough to change the physique...

After thinking about it, Lance found that the only key to Leonard's transformation was the physical transformation of [Blessing].

All explanations are reasonable. In that case, wouldn’t it mean that both the holy flame and the holy light are spiritual effects of the ideal?

Using individual thinking to constrain spirituality is somewhat inconsistent with my previous research conjecture.

But now that the goddamn god has appeared, it’s not that important to pursue everything.

The point is that if it were true, wouldn't he be able to mass-produce extraordinary beings?

However, it is not realistic, because spirituality is scarce, and the loyalty of the recipient must be considered in specific circumstances.

Lance thought about it and found that his current strength was enough to face most enemies. It was time to strengthen a few core players around him and start to improve the overall strength.

Otherwise, you will always have to worry about your home being stolen when you go out for a wander. You must have a few strong and absolutely loyal housekeepers, not to mention that they can handle more tasks as they become stronger.

Leonard is a person who has passed many tests and is trustworthy, so there is no need for other tests.

"Gather Disma and Barristan, and remember our oath."

Lance said these words softly, but it directly made Leonard look very nervous. That was the agreement from the beginning, and he never gave up.

"yes!"

Soon the original three heroes, the ones closest to Hamlet's secret, gathered around Lance.

"I summoned you for a reason. If witches are just a temptation of the cult, then the recent witchcraft is a sign that they are taking action..."

At this time, apart from Leonard, Disma and Barristan were actually not in good condition. After all, they all had their own nightlife in the evening, but they all became serious after hearing this.

Lance roughly described the wizard's situation, but of course he made changes and hid most of the information. It mainly explained that a wizard suddenly received guidance and help from a cult, and then wanted to get involved in Hamlet's affairs.

"The wizard was killed, and I found a power in him that was unique to our family. This shows that the cult's research on the previous lord has achieved results, and we don't have much time left.

However, I also recovered some of my power through the ritual of killing him. The reason why I called you here today is to share with you the power hidden in my blood. "

Everyone had different reactions when they heard this. They had watched the lord grow from a weak scholar along the way. No, he should have soared, becoming stronger at a speed that ordinary people could not understand.

Lance's past explanation was that he had always contained powerful power within his body, but he was able to tap it after receiving divine enlightenment.

From this, they also knew how strong the lord's bloodline power was.

They didn't have much idea about this, after all, they didn't have that kind of blood.

But now that the lord has said such words, he wants to share the power of blood with them, how can he not shock them!

Among them disma is the strongest.

Why is Disma gradually marginalized?

Because the strength can't keep up, no, it should be because the ability is weak. Others have specialties, military, government affairs and some skills that ordinary people don't know.

But Disma has neither a good education nor a good environment. He is just a robber, a robber with a bit of conscience. He knows nothing except stealing and killing.

When he sees his companions all finding their own place, but he can only dawdle, he feels a bit... low self-esteem.

Maybe this word is not suitable for Disma, but it is true that he is lagging behind now, so he is most desperate for power.

"Disma, you go first." Of course, Lance noticed this and chose him to start.

Disma didn't have any fear about this and stood up in stride. He should be the lord's sharp knife, instead of waiting to die like this.

"The blessing will last for a period of time, and your body will feel strange. You may suffer from peeping and whispering from the void, and experience auditory hallucinations and other situations.

You may be tempted by powers that promise you endless power and then lead your soul into the abyss.

You may……"

Lance pretended to talk a lot of nonsense, making the situation as dangerous as possible, directly making the atmosphere serious and even solemn.

It wasn’t until the end that I concluded.

"But don't be afraid to face it calmly. Believe that the power is under your control. You must not let the power control you. Think about why you want to gain power, strengthen your will, stick to your heart, and believe that I will always stand by your side. "

In order to make the ceremony solemn, it can't be so perfunctory, it can't be like drinking foot-washing water, at least it should be more formal.

Lance took out a cup inlaid with gold and jade from his collection and filled it with water. Then he took out a dagger and cut his fingertips, and blood dripped on it.

"I'm ready!" Disma didn't flinch from these words. Instead, he burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm. He knelt down in front of Lance, his breathing became rapid. He held the cup solemnly with both hands, and then Drink it all.

"With my blood..." Lance didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand to face Disma, but in his mouth, he sang words that did not belong to this world in a low voice with a certain melody.

“Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, please invite the panel to manifest the spirit.

One invites the general Leonard, the other the thief Disma;

Third, invite the veterans to come and show their holiness and kill the evil ancestors. "

Lance is full of nonsense, but it does not affect the power of [Blessing].

Disma only felt an indescribable feeling emanating from his body from the inside out, as if his muscles and bones were about to dissolve.

On the side, Leonard and the other two also noticed that Disma's body began to tremble, but they could only wait patiently.

Lance did not intend to advance them to his own level, because it was unrealistic. He had to ensure that his own strength was given priority, and at the same time, he did not have so much spiritual energy for him to consume.

So all Lance had to do was to improve a small section so that they could clearly feel their bodies getting stronger and that was it.

And his control over the power of flesh and blood allowed him to roughly estimate that Disma was actually pretty good. After years of fighting and training, the starting point of his physical fitness was much higher than his whiteboard physique at that time. According to the classification of the panel, it was at least [Brave]. 】The strength of the rank, it is no wonder that he has not been killed in the chaotic world for many years.

And this time, Lance spent a lot of spiritual energy to upgrade him to the [Elite] certified by the panel. Now he is considered to be out of ordinary people anyway.

It just so happened that Lance's [Flesh and Blood Reconstruction] upgrade had a deeper understanding of flesh and blood, which also eliminated the hidden injuries that were difficult to deal with before and that had not been dealt with before, allowing his body to enter the best condition.

Lance soon put down his hand, and a look of tiredness appeared on his face. This was not a pretense, but that he really consumed a lot of energy.

But Disma didn't seem to be out of that state yet. He still remained in that state, as if he was really fighting against something.

Lance's face couldn't help but look even more ugly when he saw this situation. If he created the atmosphere by himself and talked nonsense, wouldn't he really cause some trouble?

Fortunately, his worries did not exist, and the panel was still very reliable. Disma woke up and felt that his body was feeling unprecedentedly comfortable, as if there were many stones tied to his body, but now he had thrown them all away, and even ran naked. carefree!

"how do you feel?"

"This... is amazing..." Disma clenched his fists and felt his body, which was like a new body, even a little strange.

"Remember, the power is in the hands of the person, not the power in you, for our goals."

"Yes!" Disma was extremely excited now. If possible, he would even want to find someone to fight, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the lord.

Lance glanced past Disma, who had not yet adapted, and instead focused on Barristan.

"Come, with my blood I will share my power with you."

"For the big plan!" Barristan solemnly swore to Lance.

Barristan's talent is very strong. It can be said that he is strong and unyielding, and has natural supernatural power. Coupled with his rich experience, he can be called a master like Geralt in terms of cold weapons. It is a pity that his age and many hidden injuries hinder him. The strength has slipped from its peak.

Lance had treated some hidden injuries before, but after upgrading his skills, he realized that what he had seen before was just the tip of the iceberg.

The flesh and blood were like the growth rings of a tree, and one could see from it how many times he had suffered severe injuries that faced death. It was simply a miracle that he survived.

Because his physique was so good, Lance did not rush to strengthen it because the foundation was too good, which would lead to a bottomless pit. Instead, he started to treat his hidden injuries and find ways to restore this body. This was a big project.

Barristan could feel a numbness coming from his body, and the muscles in his body were beating on their own, as if there were ants crawling all over his body, biting his body.

He could tolerate the pain, but the feeling made him uneasy.

Barristan immediately realized that his reaction was different from Disma's. Could it be that the alien demon in the void used different methods against everyone?

Now he can't care about this and has to resist the "erosion" with all his strength...

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