Witch Alchemist

"This, this is too expensive!"

The moment the nun saw the badge, she was shocked and trembled.

She thought it was a jewel.

Roy did not show too many characteristics of alchemy and witchcraft on this item.

Even in recent years, he deliberately concealed this by constantly carving and polishing.

He made full use of the talent of [artist] to give this badge the attribute of "luxury", completely covering up the characteristics of the divine power system.

However, Windsor Belle obviously misunderstood something, and her face flushed.

"I... Your Excellency Ilor..."

She stammered and lowered her head slightly.

"I am a clergyman...

I can't accept such expensive gifts!"

"Don't be so reserved, we are friends."

Roy's smile was still as warm as the morning light.

"Friend... Friend?"

Windsor Belle widened her eyes.

Since she grew up, no one...

To be precise, a peer of the opposite sex.

Said such a sentence to her.

Windsorbell's heart was beating wildly, and her mind was as confused as if she was drunk.

"But even friends don't need to give such expensive gifts!"

"It's really not a valuable thing, it's not worth much."

Roy looked at the shy face of the other party, and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart that he really became a devil who tempted the nun.

"Ah, no...

You can't do this...

Really can't..."

Windsorbell narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was in a trance, and she didn't know what she was mumbling.

"Come, take it..."

Roy took her hand lightly and stuffed it in when she was not prepared.

Sister Windsorbell accepted this carefully prepared gift in a daze.

Suddenly, she felt that she was surrounded by a huge happiness, and her whole body was trembling, as if she was about to faint.

She didn't know how she said goodbye and left. In the slightly weird eyes of Atidiya, she walked out of the door in a daze.

A gust of wind blew, and it trembled violently.

She just remembered her identity as a nun and quickly put her hands together to pray.

"Lord, please forgive my sins!"

Nuns usually dedicate their souls to serve God and the church by vowing poverty, chastity and obedience.

Poverty means being content with poverty and keeping to the truth, not being greedy for vanity, and not being captured by worldly desires.

Chastity means remaining single for life, not getting married, not having close contact with the opposite sex, and not even having private relationships such as friends.

And obedience is also loyalty and dedication to God and the church, not pursuing personal interests.

Roy's act of giving her jewelry has already touched the "taboo".

And she actually accepted it!

...

"Finally, this thing was sent out. It's really not easy to find such an opportunity!"

After observing silently for a while, Roy returned to the mansion.

The Rose Holy Emblem is not an ordinary thing, but a special item with the spiritual imprint of the divine system, which can also be said to be a medium for casting spells.

It is closely related to the soul of the prototype apostle, and they can sense each other remotely.

"In this way, the spiritual power emanating from Sister Windsorbell's soul can be collected and used for power generation.

If she really possesses the 'Twelve Virtues of the Rose Angel', this power can be stored in the holy emblem and transformed into energy of inspiration when necessary...

And the meat mushroom spores that I carefully buried in the holy emblem actually contain some blood transformation potions that can be implanted into the flesh and blood to subtly transform her body...

Although the technology is not perfect and the effect is very weak, it is possible to slowly upgrade to a low-level knight or even a higher realm!

All of this is to wait for her to die in the future, and absorb her spirituality!

At least, the human and animal parts belong to me!"

Roy is doing an experiment.

A bold experiment!

That is to compete with the "God" for the soul!

He has actually done something similar before, that is, when he was in the orc world, he kidnapped the souls of Galiendis and those temple guards.

Anyway, the Lord of Light doesn't really care about this world, and Sister Windsorbell may not really go to heaven.

Turning to himself, merging with the prototype apostle, and becoming an "angel" in the future may be a better destination.

Roy squinted slightly, his eyes seemed to be looking into the void.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

From the moment Sister Windsorbell accepted the holy emblem, he seemed to feel the call of the gods contacting believers, far-reaching.

This is a kind of spiritual resonance, somewhat similar to the "secret mark" of wizards and mages, but more ethereal and mysterious.

...

For more than two months, Sister Windsorbell didn't know whether she was busy with charity or deliberately avoided it, and she never came again.

However, Roy felt that her condition was normal through the holy emblem, so he didn't care about it anymore.

At this time, he was improving the prototype apostle, and even tried to extract it from the flesh and transform it into a spiritual body.

"Although I haven't mastered the divine spiritual materialization yet...

But through the rose holy emblem and the 'chosen one' who holds the holy emblem...

I can still nourish it!

Given time, when it is completely integrated, it will be an angel-level existence!"

Roy secretly imagined it in his heart.

That can be said to be entering a new state.

However, the premise for achieving this step is the completion of the "contract".

From the perspective of the divine, Sister Windsorbell only accepted the "gift", and her soul and spirit were not ready to become her own angel.

From the perspective of the devil, she has not yet signed a contract to reach the point of willing to sink and dedicate everything.

It is still very difficult to explore the contract in "Soul Science".

Even if he has the basic knowledge obtained from [Inspiration] and the full set of information traded by the devil, it is not easy to do it.

…

"Fools, hold your swords firmly, and come again!"

Mid-August.

Downtown.

In a secret manor that few people pay attention to.

Oliver and several other similar teenagers gritted their teeth and persisted.

They are sweating and receiving training.

"From the moment you stepped into this place, you have dedicated your life and soul to the organization and to the great Lord of the Black Mist!

Only sincere dedication can bring the Lord's grace!"

Ferdie exuded an amazing aura from head to toe, a mysterious black cloud was surging, and it looked like thick black smoke with blood.

This made the young men who were close to him feel cold all over, not to mention holding a sword, even standing was a little unstable.

Suddenly, Ferdie snorted coldly.

The invisible spiritual power swept through like a gust of wind, and in the violent shock, more than a dozen young men were all struck by lightning and fell down with a plop.

Oliver also had blood in his nose, groaning, and knelt on one knee.

He barely supported himself with the sword in his hand, and finally managed to support himself and did not fall to the ground.