Witch Alchemist

"Don't worry, we try our best to make everyone have a share...

Let it go first and then, line up..."

At the entrance of the church, Roy got off the car and saw a long queue of people.

Sister Windsor Bell held up the iron-shelled horn, her voice with a hurricane, reminding earnestly.

The impatient people couldn't help but line up in obedience, and the order gradually improved.

"Ah, it's Sister Windsor Bell who distributes food today..."

The coachman saw it and was a little surprised. He quickly took out the iron food box from under the seat, and it seemed that he was ready to go up and get a share of the pie.

Roy stopped him: "Why did you go to get the food?"

"Sir, you are really joking. Everyone has a share in the gift of the Lord of Glory!

But then again, it was this cultivator who had to cleanse and delicious food for us, and the other nuns and priests were responsible for distributing it...

Good guy, that sand has broken my teeth! ”

Roy asked with a smile, "You have broken teeth, so you still eat it?"

The coachman said, "In recent days, all kinds of things have become more expensive, and no matter how unpalatable it is, you have to get some!

I have two children in my family, so I can save one meal! ”

As he said that, he saw someone gathering over, and quickly stopped talking and went to grab the position.

Roy turned his eyes to Sister Windsor Bell in front of the crowd.

"Lord bless you!"

The person who received the food said so.

"Lord bless you!"

Sister Windsor Bell responded with a smile.

A few years have passed, and Roy just vaguely sensed that the other party was still in a normal state with the "secret mark" and had never savvy the current situation.

Now it seems that it is still safe.

Suddenly, Roy's eyes fell on a ray of hair on Sister Windsor Bell's sideburns.

Her figure is much fatter than before, and her waist is no longer graceful, but has become the thick waist of a working woman.

Plainjie also noticed this scene and said Youyou.

"It seems that the nun is getting older, too..."

Roy's heart was like a rippling lake, but his voice was calm: "She is a nun, not a saint."

Life in the monastery is not a blessing.

Although for the outside world, the church has industries and donations, it is considered to be quite wealthy.

But the lives of middle and lower clergy are still as poor.

In order to maintain the operation of the monastery and help the poor and lonely, many things need to be done by themselves.

In this world, all things are expensive, and it is more likely that you need to grow vegetables, workmanship, chop wood and carry water.

Just a few years ago, he knew that he had transported those heavy food bags and repaired dilapidated houses.

“Life is vicissitudes, never forgive others.

As time goes by, it will not forgive others.

One day, you and Artedia will grow old.

And Fuliya will grow up and become graceful...

But in time, we will also get old. ”

Listening to Roy's sigh, Plainjie suddenly felt a little inexplicable.

"Yes, we'll all get older."

“No, I don’t.

I still have hundreds of years to live, and in time, I can be promoted to level 2, level 3, or even level 4, and I can still be promoted to level 2, level 3, or even level 4, and I can still be promoted to level 2, level 3, or even level 4.

Then find a way to immortality. ”

"What's so proud of you?"

Plainjie gritted her teeth and felt that the subtle atmosphere that had been touched to the soft part of her soul had been completely destroyed.

"Dark elves are also elves. We usually grow up in our 100s and live up to 700 years or longer!"

Roy turned to her with a little surprise.

Plainjie snorted: "You little first-level wizard, your life span is only 360 years, and we might be able to die of old age first!"

"No, something suddenly came to my mind...

Have you been an adult? ”

He had never cared about this before, because Plainjie looked tall and beautiful, and she looked like an adult woman.

But now thinking about it, some people can look anxious at the age of 8, and the elves may not necessarily be adults in their decades.

Plainjie's face turned dark.

"What are you asking about this?"

Pulanjie, who consciously speaks too much, will never speak more.

Roy asked a few questions, but no results came out.

Just then, Sister Windsor Bell had finished her work, so she had to stop caring about it and hurried forward.

"nun!"

"Ah, you are...Mr. Ilor!"

Sister Windsor Bell showed a little surprise and surprise, and trotted a few steps and walked forward.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"You suddenly left, and I thought I wouldn't see you again..."

"Something happened at home, so I'll go back first."

Roy made an excuse.

The two exchanged greetings for a while, and Roy asked about her recent situation and learned that as a member of the church, she had been living a monotonous and repetitive life.

However, the chaos and complexity in the outside world finally affected this.

During the years Roy left, several major riots broke out in the city of Aplanney.

Even the church was entangled in it, and several priests died unexpectedly.

Fortunately, Sister Windsor Bell is usually helpful and has accumulated a lot of reputation among the people. She can still tolerate her, both the authorities and the rioters.

Roy heard it, let it go.

At this time, he also secretly observed what he had left on Sister Windsor Bell.

Although Sister Windsor Bell did not take it out, he could sense that the holy emblem was still there and did not pawn or sell it because of the difficult situation.

This holy emblem is actually a sacred object, with a hint of vain.

To be precise, it is achieved through [Lucky Benefit] and using the probability success mechanism.

Now, if you ask Roy to refine the same thing, you may not be able to refine it.

"It seems that there is more special energy, and the degree of 'sanctification' has been improved..."

Roy compared it carefully.

If your heart is just touching the edge of sanctification, it has about 50% of the nihilistic characteristics.

Then this holy emblem is actually similar.

But after more than four years of cultivation, it seems that it has reached more than 75%.

This gave him a path to spiritual infusion.

It is indeed as the basic knowledge learned before, objects can be continuously sanctified through meditation, prayer, or specific emotional will!

If the Holy Emblem can do this...

So people...

Living people...

Or the soul after death...

Can it be done too?

If you explain this question clearly, the path to God will be self-evident!

Of course, given my current situation, I am too ambitious to consider these things.

It would be good to understand the sanctified heart first and to clarify the promotion route of the entire "sanctified system".

...

After returning, Roy collected information from the Antonla Opera House through various channels.

He wanted to confirm whether there were any materials he needed to appear there.

At this moment, an unexpected news came.

“The Duchess was killed and the city killed marches on a large scale, causing further riots!

The Antonla Opera House was smashed and the flesh and blood crystals suspected to be from Asnit...

Disappeared! ”