Will Be Me

I just wanted to make a candy, but I gave up the idea after thinking about it. Lin Yi is not suitable for giving candy now.

Turn away.

Lin Yi found a window, opened the window made of wood, and Lin Yi flew out directly.

"and many more!"

As she was thinking about this spell unit, she ignored the sound for a while, until the wooden window opened to attract her attention.

Qiu Hebai, who was startled awake, ran to the window to look around, but Lin Yi was nowhere to be seen.

There is only one round spell unit, silently forming a blue light curtain below, blocking the gap of Lin Yi's destruction.

.........

A spell unit is in charge of flying, and Lin Yi looks at the map while flying.

A small country is in this direction, named... Black Lion Country, Black Lion Country.

The text on the map is less familiar.

This kind of writing seems to be very rare, but it is actually very common. At the beginning of time travel, this kind of writing was everywhere in Gohe City.

It is said that 30 years ago, the means of hostility to the kingdom of the evil gods forced people in some areas to replace their cognition of characters with this kind of characters. Even after 30 years, the traces of that kind of characters still have not disappeared.

It was convenient for Lin Yi at this time, and he could easily find relevant information. Lin Yi taught himself this kind of writing without even looking for relevant personnel.

"Humans in this world... seem to have no resistance?"

Just relying on the weak perception of the soul radiation field, Lin Yi vaguely felt that none of the people he met had resistance.

As for releasing his own resistance, he felt vaguely in his heart that it was not good.

It's like feeling rejected by the world.

If resistance is released, then this feeling will inevitably intensify.

The eyes focused on the map, and some words on it were slang words, which caused some obstacles to Lin Yi's reading.

"It's a pity that there is no magic like knowing languages..."

In that world, the whole world speaks Chinese, there is no demand, and no corresponding magic is created.

Carefully discerning the information on the map, Lin Yi speeded up, and the heat transformed by the magic elements left a trail of white smoke in the air.

.........

The Black Lion Country is located in the southeast of the starting point.

Following the map, Lin Yi ran for a long time, and finally found a city that seemed to be inhabited after a day and a month passed.

The city is not very big, and it looks quite holy.

…repulsive feeling.

It's as if the surface is covered with a layer of rotten food, which makes people feel inexplicably disgusting.

Entering the city from the outside, the city gate guards rubbed their hands treacherously and took away dozens of copper coins from Lin Yi.

As for the spell units, Lin Yi hid them in a backpack, even if someone checked them, they would think they were works of art.

"Yo, this thing is good."

A yellow-haired city guard with poor oral hygiene grinned, flipped the half-palm-sized cube in his hand, and stuffed it into his pocket casually.

Then he waved his hand, signaling Lin Yi to go over.

"... "

Lin Yi walked by as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't care about that thing at all.

walk slowly...

"Ah! Where did the mouse come from!"

At some point, a mouse ran over, passing through the crowd, relying on its agile and huge body, it threw itself on the wall and jumped onto the back of the yellow-haired city guard.

Then bite down hard! !

The sharp teeth, carrying the disease deep into the man's veins, were quickly withdrawn.

As soon as the whole mouse turned around, it disappeared into the crowd.

"**! Little bastard! Don't let Lord Barr catch you!!"

Holding the bloody mouth on his neck, Xiao Huangmao yelled and cursed, and the atmosphere around him became more happy as he slumped.

It can be foreseen that in the next few days, he will fall seriously ill, and if he is unlucky, he will probably die.

No one noticed that the spell units in this little yellow fur pocket turned into ashes.

That's it.

Now that she has entered a big city, Lin Yi feels that she should keep a low profile and do her best to conceal herself.

It is the most appropriate way to directly destroy the spell unit, and at the same time, use some things to attract the attention of the little yellow hair, so as not to let him pay attention to the disappearing "artwork".

Regarding these energy-intensive matters, Lin Yi chose the one that saves the most effort and is also the deadliest.

What happens if you get bitten by a mouse?

Influenza, plague, infection.

Not to mention that it was biting the neck, the bacterial infection alone was enough for him to drink a pot, who knows what the mouse ate before it was taken away by Lin Yi.

Little Huangmao deserves to die.

So Lin Yi didn't kill him on the spot.

"... "

Not paying attention to him anymore, Lin Yi wandered around the city.

Red bricks, gray stones, and reddish soil, the three constitute most of the buildings in this city.

In some dark corners, the foul smell drilled into the nose when passing by.

The appearance of the residents is generally sallow, emaciated, and malnourished.

It seems that this place is worse than the empire.

As a traveler, His Majesty the Emperor has a strong obsession with eating such things, so few people in the empire would go hungry.

Before he knew it, Lin Yi walked to a pure white building and looked up.

This is a building about three stories high. The first floor has a circular spire, and the inside cannot be seen clearly from the outside.

"Lost lamb, do you want to listen to the teachings of the gods?"

Turning his eyeballs, he saw a nun dressed in black from the corner of his eye, and it was only then that Lin Yi noticed that she was talking to him.

Wearing black… what seems to be a nun's clothes, with long milky white hair, the eyes are about the same color as the hair, but also a bright white color different from the skin, and the center of the pupil is slightly darker.

With a slender figure, the front armor is squeezed by the arms folded in front of the body, which looks breathtaking.

Put your hands together in front of your chest.

"No need."

Lin Yi turned his head and left.

It's better to stay away from things related to the gods. Even if there is a high probability that he can't be found, he won't get close to the face of the church.

Seeing Lin Yi's back gradually moving away, Doria's nose moved slightly, her eyes full of curiosity.

"strangeness……"

Before she could take another look, the sound of footsteps behind her drew her attention back.

"Saint..." The little nun leaned closer and said softly, "Father, please go over."

"Oh, you know, I'm going to be a nun here in the future, why don't you let me see more now."

Mumbling and walking towards the inside of the church.

The little nun hurriedly followed Doria.

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Thanks for a blade from Taibai Jinxing~

Volume Two: Chapter 120

The interior of the church is not three floors as Lin Yi thought, but a huge space with a height of more than ten meters inside.

The person known as the priest was a handsome blond man who was sitting in a small room at the back of the church, waiting for Doria's arrival.

"Welcome, Doria, you are a nun here from today on."

"I see, Father."

Doria bowed her head in salute, which was a courtesy to the local bishop as a nun.

The priest's name is Gait. In addition to being a priest, he is also the person in charge of the church here, that is, the bishop here.

Here is a cathedral.

According to the specifications, the person in charge of the cathedral must be above the level of a bishop, and it is said that it was for this reason that Gaite became a bishop.

However, Gate still wants to be called "Father".

"Next, let Nila take you to familiarize yourself with the environment. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"Yes!"

The little nun raised her little hand high, looking extremely excited.

Soon the little nun took Doria to get acquainted with the environment, leaving only the priest Gaite in this room.

"Church saint, why did you come to this place?"

Gaite recalled the matter of the saint in his mind, and the beautiful appearance was automatically filtered, leaving only doubts.

The saints are divided into two types: the saints of the Holy See and the saints of the church.

Strictly speaking, the former is the real saint, and the latter is just a candidate for the saint. Only when the former is not a saint of the Holy See, can the latter become the former.