Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 385 Goodbye Nun
"Don't worry, we will try our best to ensure that everyone has a copy...

Please step back and line up..."

As soon as Roy got out of the car at the church entrance, he saw a long queue of people.

Sister Windsorbell raised the iron trumpet and gave an earnest reminder with a hoarse voice.

The impatient people involuntarily lined up obediently, and order gradually improved.

"Ah, Sister Windsorbell is distributing food today..."

The driver was surprised when he saw it, and quickly took out the iron lunch box from under the seat, and seemed ready to go up and have a share.

Roy stopped him and asked, "Why are you going to get food?"

"Sir, you are joking. Everyone has a share of the Lord of Light's gift!

But then again, it was thanks to this nun that she gave us clean and delicious food, which was distributed by the other nuns and priests...

My goodness, that sand has broken my teeth!"

Roy asked with a smile: "Your teeth are broken, so why are you still eating?"

The driver said, "Everything has been so expensive lately. No matter how bad the food tastes, you have to get some!

I have two kids at home, so every meal I can save counts!"

As he spoke, he noticed some people gathering together, so he quickly stopped talking and went to grab a seat.

Roy turned his gaze to Sister Windsorbell at the front of the crowd.

"The Lord bless you!"

The person who received the food said so.

"The Lord bless you!"

Sister Windsorbell responded with a smile.

A few years passed, and Roy only vaguely sensed through the "secret mark" that the other party was still in normal condition, and he did not inquire about his recent situation.

Now it seems that everything is fine.

Suddenly, Roy's eyes fell on a strand of white hair at Sister Windsorbell's temple.

She was much fatter than before, and her waist was no longer graceful, but had become the thick waist of a working woman.

Planjie also noticed this scene and said softly.

"It seems that the nun is also getting old..."

Roy's heart was like a ripple in the lake, but his voice was calm and still: "She is a nun, not a saint."

Life in a monastery is not a life of ease.

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

But the lives of middle and lower-level clergymen remained equally poor.

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

In today's world, with everything becoming more expensive, you are more likely to need to grow vegetables, work, chop wood and carry water.

Just a few years ago, he knew that he had carried heavy bags of grain and repaired dilapidated houses.

“Life is full of vicissitudes and never forgives anyone.

The passage of time is unforgiving.

One day, you and Attidia will grow old.

And Freya will grow up and become a beautiful lady...

But in time, we will also grow old.”

As Planjie listened to Roy's sigh, she suddenly had some inexplicable thoughts.

"Yeah, we all get older."

“No, I won’t.

I still have hundreds of years to live. If time allows, I can be promoted to the second, third, or even fourth level, which will give me thousands or even tens of thousands of years to live.

Then we can find a way to achieve immortality."

"Why are you so proud?"

Planjie gritted her teeth, feeling that the subtle atmosphere of touching the softest part of her soul had been completely destroyed.

"Dark elves are also elves. We generally reach adulthood around 100 years old and can live up to 700 years or more!"

Roy turned to her with a hint of surprise.

Pranjie snorted, "You're just a mere first-level wizard with a lifespan of only 360 years. We can't even say who will die of old age first!"

"No, something just occurred to me...Are you an adult?"

He had never cared about this issue before because Planjie looked tall and beautiful, and looked exactly like an adult woman.

But now think about it, some people can grow up very fast at the age of 8, and elves may not necessarily reach adulthood even when they are in their s.

Planjie's face turned dark.

"Why do you ask?"

Feeling that she would make mistakes if she spoke too much, Pulanjie refused to speak any more.

Roy asked a few more questions but got no results.

Just at this moment, Sister Windsorbell had finished her work, so she had no choice but to stop interfering and hurried forward.

"nun!"

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

Sister Windsorbell showed a look of surprise and astonishment on her face, she trotted forward a few steps.

"You left so suddenly before, I thought I would never see you again..."

"Something happened at home, so I rushed back first."

Roy made an excuse.

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

However, the chaos and complexity of the outside world eventually affected this side.

During Roy's absence, several major riots broke out in Aplanyi.

Even the church was involved, and several priests died accidentally.

Fortunately, Sister Windsorbell was usually helpful and had accumulated considerable reputation among the people. Both the authorities and the rioting crowd could tolerate her.

Roy heard this and felt relieved for the time being.

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

Although Sister Windsorbell did not take it out, he could sense that the holy emblem was still there and had not been pawned or sold because of the difficult times.

This holy emblem is actually a sanctified object, with a hint of nihilism.

To be precise, it is achieved by increasing the success rate through [Luck Favors] and utilizing the probabilistic success mechanism.

If Roy were asked to refine the same thing now, he might not be able to do it.

"It seems some special energy has been added, and the degree of 'sanctification' has increased..."

Roy compared them carefully.

If one's heart is just on the edge of sanctification, it has about 50% of the characteristics of nothingness.

Then this holy emblem is actually similar.

But after more than four years of nurturing, it seems to have reached more than 75%.

This allowed him to see the route of spiritual infusion.

It is indeed the basic knowledge we have learned before. Through meditation, prayer, or specific emotional will, it is possible to continuously sanctify objects!

If the Holy Emblem could do this...

Then people...

Living people...

Or perhaps the soul after death...

Is it possible to do that?

Once this question is explained clearly, the path to becoming a god will become self-evident!

Of course, given my current situation, it is still too ambitious to consider these things.

It would be good enough if we could first understand the sanctified heart and figure out the promotion route of the entire "sanctified system".

……

After returning, Roy collected information about the Antonella Opera House through various channels.

He wanted to confirm whether the materials he needed were there.

As a result, at this moment, an unexpected news came.

“The Duchess was murdered, and a large-scale roundup of protesters took place throughout the city, sparking further riots!
The Antonla Opera House was vandalized, and the flesh and blood crystal that seemed to come from Asnit...

It's gone! "

(End of this chapter)