savior epic

Chapter 44 Tricks
Abdul fastened the lock on the fireplace, the flames spread and new dry wood was added, the choking smoke was driven out of the chimney by buoyancy, the lady fell asleep early, and he could hear the steady breathing.

Supporting his fat body on his legs, he moved to the edge of the bed, which was covered with Deschanel-style black wool pads, leaned his back against the back of the bed, and closed his tired eyes.

Abdul could not help recalling the wonderful performances of the bards.

At that time, Ode pressed the black dog to the ground, and the bones became soft instantly. Its face was sluggish, and most of the scarlet dog tongue was stuck out in its young teeth. This extremely human expression made him amazed.

Ode picked up a pair of scissors and put them around the black dog's neck.

Abdul listened to the children's exclamations, and watched him snap, snap, and cut the black dog's neck crisply.

Ode then picked up the dog's body, the head and body were separated, but there was not a drop of blood from the incision.

There was no blood on the scissors either.

Abdul remembered that his daughter was so frightened that he cried and trembled, his wife and son stared at the black dog intently, their faces were pale, and his own skin was uneven, with goosebumps.

Ode smiled at them, the clown face with a white background and red nose was ridiculous, the dog's body was placed at the joint of the head, the silk thread was pulled out from the ball of yarn, and it was sewed on stitch by stitch.

He yelled a few more words, but Abdul couldn't hear them clearly, probably in another language.

When the sound landed, the little black dog stood up, jumped up and down, and the corners of its mouth curled up.

Unbelievable.

It was the first time Abdul had seen such a trick.

Even suspected of some kind of witchcraft.

Ode performed twice, saying he performed once for his daughter and once for his son.

Putting away his memories, Abdul slowly laid his whole body on the mattress.

The firewood-burning room is full of warmth.

"It's amazing, let's go find it again tomorrow." Abdul muttered with emotion.

Da da.

Abdul closed his ears and put them down immediately. The sound was very soft. It was the sound of a child stepping on the floor. If he listened carefully, it should be his son.

Da da.

"What is Garibalo doing?" After more than two minutes, Abdul still heard his son's footsteps, and he thought angrily and puzzled.

Abdul straightened up and put his feet on the ground, trying to put on his sandals. In the dark room, he swept his feet back and forth for a long time, but still found nothing.

He frowned, bent down, and groped with his hands on the wool pad.

Another rattling sound came into my ears.

His daughter also walked out of the room?Abdul couldn't figure out what the two children were doing tonight. He glanced at his sleeping wife. He had no intention of waking her up. He looked for his woolen slippers by the light of the fireplace, and he might have been kicked under the bed. .

Ga.

There was the sound of a door being pushed open somewhere.

Abdul's heart pumped violently, and he turned to look at the bedroom door, which was still tightly closed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and impatiently reached under the bed.

Turn around for a moment,

Under the dim fireplace light, the vague silhouettes of two children holding hands appeared on the wooden door.

Abdul felt a fluffy mass.

That should be his shoes.

He was about to pull it out, but under the dark bed, a cold little hand suddenly wrapped around his wrist!

Abdul's heart stopped for an instant, and then it started beating wildly. Panicked, he clasped his cold palm tightly.

His pupils narrowed sharply, he couldn't care about his slippers, he struggled desperately, slapped the hand, and pulled it out suddenly with all his strength.

open your palms,

He saw a clump of dog hair, stuck between his fingers.

Abdul trembled all over, shrank back on the bed screaming, pressed his palms on the mattress, with a horrified expression on his face.

He wanted to turn around, shake awake and leaned over, leaning his palms back, and then.
On a cold little hand.

Abdul turned his head tremblingly.

His daughter in a short long jumper, her eyes turned white, her small head held up aimlessly, under the dim light of the fireplace, a hideous wound on her neck was sewn up with silk thread.

Abdul screamed in horror, his expression collapsed, and he turned his head, hoping that this was a nightmare.

Then, he saw his son, a six-year-old boy, crawling out from under the bed like a dog. His body was covered with dog hair.

The silk thread on the neck is abrupt and strange.

"How about I show you the trick first?"

The pale face smeared with lead hangs upside down outside the window.

Ode made a stiff smile.

The black dog is holding a pair of scissors and resting on his son's neck.

Academy of Magic.

Sitting in the magic tower, Kasim skilfully pulled out the cowhide book after vigilantly inspecting the tower.

"I follow your guidance, my king, my king." He said softly, and sat down at the desk again.

Kasim stared at the slightly parted mouth of the carefully woven embossed cowhide book cover.

The Mouth of Silence is one of the symbols of the Temple of Suffering. According to the theologians in the church, it originated from the reproductive worship of the southern clan system, and the wizards' pursuit of the eye of spiritual vision, combined with the combination of orcs, Goblins, dwarves and other primitive beliefs.

The Temple of Suffering developed from the true religion of St. Mader's Church is such a distorted carrier of heresy. It uses asceticism as the most fundamental doctrine and principle to widely absorb different beliefs from various regions.

Kasim opened the cowhide book again and found the string of spells.

Still like last time, he rearranged the incantations in platinum script, untied the cloth strips to reveal the skin afflicted by leprosy, and opened the eye of vision.

"Lonely Shadow, Great Sufferer on Earth, His Holy Followers"

After chanting a series of incantations, baby-like bony hands protrude from the center of the spiral.

Kasim picked up the letter.

Picking away the wax, he spread out the letter paper inside.

"Pious Qasim, my dear fellow worker.

The clown from the Spirit Temple has brought the manuscript to Resurrection Town. We have asked him to contact you, and we hope you will cooperate with him in all his actions.

After all, that manuscript is related to Resurrection Town, and I will leave it to you. We hope you can decipher useful information from it. According to the speculation of the scholars of the Ling Temple, it may contain information about the birth of our god, the great Lord of Suffering.

If this is the case, then all the sufferings we have endured before are meaningful, and we will be the first batch of God's envoys under His care. "

Kasim could see the unconcealed excitement in the scrawled handwriting.Last time he wrote back, he suggested that the Temple of Misery give the manuscript to him for deciphering.

He continued to watch.

"Besides handing over the manuscript, the clown has another important task. You know, that disgusting false god of the Yavin, and their evil heretical sect, tortured and humiliated the priests of our suffering temple. Therefore, We, by the divine power of our great Lord, have sent down divine retribution.

Their relic is out of control!

I ask you to cooperate with the clowns, stop them, and do everything possible to prevent them from repairing the holy relic ritual!
In addition, there is a secret mission on him, and it is not convenient for me to disclose it to you for the time being. "

When Kasim saw the end, his pupils shrank.

The relic is out of control.

He knew exactly what that meant.

As for the secret mission, Kasim was even more vigilant.

Kasim suppressed the panic in his heart, grabbed the reed pen, and quickly wrote a reply.

(End of this chapter)