Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

"Well, generally speaking, a battle involving outside help is called a duel."

"Shut up! Today is the day you die! You don't know what I've prepared for this duel!"

"Oh, really? Then tell me about it."

"I customized a special potion."

"really?"

"To resist your healing spell."

"never heard of that."

"Your killer move is useless now."

"is not that right."

Jia Xiu felt like a supporting role. The key point was that as long as he gave the topic a word, Hayes would really say it.

"Be serious!"

Hays also realized that something was wrong and roared.

"Alas," Jia Xiu sighed helplessly, "You made me serious."

"Dominate humanity!"

Hays was instantly smitten.

"Dream Amulet!"

Hays was “forced” to enter the dream.

"You didn't expect that today is a prop competition."

Chapter 16 Hays's Desperate Dream

Vatican craftsmanship, trustworthy.

Under the influence of the sacred dream amulet, Hannah was brought into the dream created by Jia Xiu - "Turtle Nightmare".

The whole process was so smooth that he didn't react at all.

The immersive dream was like another life, making it difficult for Hays to distinguish the two.

In this period of his life, he was no longer the second son of the Baron of Ximu Town, but an ordinary blacksmith. His grandfather was a blacksmith, his father was a blacksmith, and he was also a blacksmith.

He runs a small family blacksmith shop, and his main business is making kitchen utensils and farm tools. He occasionally makes weapons. As for armor, it is too difficult for him.

The dream was so real that he believed it was his real life.

He regarded those vague memories of the nobility as fantasies when he was bored.

As a blacksmith whose skills are not very sophisticated, he has been troubled by something recently.

He is about to turn eighteen and still not married.

At the age of eighteen, he is considered old and single in the town. Most of his friends of the same age got married when they were fifteen or sixteen, and many of them have children now.

And he still doesn't even have a girlfriend of the opposite sex.

The ridicule from his friends and the gossip from the townspeople made him very annoyed.

As a last resort, he chose to ask the matchmaker in the town for help.

Soon, the matchmaker brought some not-so-good news.

A girl of the right age and family background was found.

"But their family wants a gift of 2888 kronor."

"What do you want?" Hayes thought he had misheard. The word "gift money" sounded unfamiliar to him.

"Oh, it's just a betrothal gift of 2888 kronor. If you want to marry a girl, you have to give her some money," the matchmaker explained.

Hays was a little conflicted.

"2888 kronor, that's too much."

The matchmaker was a little impatient.

"You said you wanted to get married, but you're not willing to pay a price. You know your situation. Your family only owns a shabby blacksmith shop, and you're not good-looking. You can't let a girl come with you without asking for anything..."

After much persuasion from the matchmaker, Hays finally compromised.

He spent all his savings, the money left by his parents, and sold a lot of his belongings to barely make enough money for the gift.

Not long after, he married a strange girl from another village introduced by the matchmaker.

Life after marriage was pretty normal and they had a child.

But Hays lost a lot. He had no savings and had to support his children. He could only work harder as a blacksmith and had less time to hang out with friends. Only occasional fishing could bring him temporary peace.

He wants a new fishing rod.

Although a randomly carved wooden pole could be used, he wanted to go to the carpenter in town and have a real, good fishing rod made for him.

A perfect fishing rod.

He longed for it so much, as if the fishing rod could save his dark and depressing life.

But the family's money is managed by his wife.

So at dinner time after a hard day's work, he said to his wife, "I want some money to buy a fishing rod."

Before he could even tell me the price, his wife retorted, "Why are you wasting that money?"

“It’s not a waste.”

Hays felt aggrieved because it was clearly his money that was earned.

"What's the point of thinking about fishing all day?"

"But you paid for riding lessons, too."

My wife has joined a riding class run by an equestrian coach in town and attends two lessons a week.

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the house immediately dropped to freezing point.

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds, and then the wife got angry.

"So what? Can it be the same?"

"why not……"

"I did that to improve myself! Improving myself is to make life better for this family..."

Hays couldn't win the argument with his wife.

He didn't buy the fishing rod and gave up his hobby of fishing.

A long time passed, the child grew up, and Hayes found that the child looked less and less like him.

He explained to himself that it was also good to look like his wife.

But no matter how he tried to convince himself, he couldn't ignore that the child looked like the town's equestrian instructor.

Over the past few years, he has heard a lot of rumors in the town, but he always chooses to pretend not to hear them.

Once the seeds of suspicion were planted, they inevitably took root and sprouted, and finally, Hays couldn't bear it anymore.

It's dinner time again.

"I heard there's a very powerful druid outside of town who can test whether a child is his biological child..."

Just like when he wanted to buy a fishing rod many years ago, his wife still didn't give him a chance to finish his words.

But this time the reaction was more intense.

"What do you mean, Hays? I'm telling you, I knew you were up to something bad, you heartless thing!"

Words alone were not enough to express her anger, so she started smashing things around the house.

Seeing that throwing a tantrum didn't work, she changed her tactics and sat there wiping away her tears.

With an aggrieved look, he said, "I've followed you for so many years, and you actually doubt me..."

However, no matter how she performed, she could not impress Hays.

His mind was made up.

Under his coercion, he went to find the druid.

As expected, the child was not his. As for who the real biological father was, whether it was an equestrian coach or not, he no longer cared. He was tired.

Now he just wants a quick divorce.

Marriages are concluded under the witness of the Holy See, and therefore divorces are also the responsibility of the Holy See.

While the priest was making his ruling, Hays suddenly remembered the 2888 kronor gift he had paid.

That was paid for the marriage, and now that the marriage is over, the gifts should be returned.

So he said to the priest: "I have no other request, I just want to get back the gift money I gave, which is 2888 crowns in total."

As long as he gets the money back, he can continue to live a better and freer life.

However, the priest glanced at him and calmly replied, "The gift money is a voluntary gift before marriage..."

Hayes didn't hear a word of the priest's subsequent words. Only the ringing in his ears echoed in his mind.

Then he saw his wife, no, now his ex-wife's unconcealed smile.

It looks like the smiling face of a successful business.

Anger completely consumed Hayes, and there was only one thing on his mind.

Find a good guy.

A blacksmith's hammer, yes, use a blacksmith's hammer...

……

At the same time, outside the dream.

Jia Zhengzhen was carrying a bucket of liquid made of unknown blood, the same type as the cultists' altar array, and was carefully drawing runes representing the god of fraud and curse on Hannas' body.