Witch Monastery

What, you ask why not buy plate armor for the girls?

The reason is simple: chain mail only costs forty-five gold coins, while regular plate mail starts at fifteen hundred gold coins, and it is currently out of stock and cannot be bought at all.

Therefore, he had to settle for the second best and use chain mail.

But even so, the Storm Realm priests equipped with chain mail, shields and ion beam launchers are almost like a heavy tank with both offensive and defensive capabilities on the battlefield. Anyone who touches them will die!

He is now looking forward to seeing what amazing fighting power these girls will be able to display in the future.

The number of nuns in the monastery is increasing every day, and the upgraded altar can also provide 20 purification points every day, so as long as he is willing to spend money, he can transform at least two storm priests every day...

With this thought in mind, he called up the system and looked at the balance on it, feeling a little unbalanced.

Why do the nuns have to spend so few purification points to gain professional levels, but I have to spend so many?

Chapter 325 "+N" Series Magic Items

After the girls from the slums join the monastery, they can directly change their job to become nuns without spending any resources;

To upgrade to a basic priest without domain distinction and gain the ability to cast cantrips and first-level spells, you only need one mana point;

As it is now, gaining the power of domain and channeling divine power, one is considered a second-level priest in the priest profession system, but only needs ten purification points.

Thinking back to when Hawthorne reached level two, how much did it cost in total?

Nine hundred points!

It was enough to allow ninety unprofessional nuns to change their professions and become second-level domain priests!

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt extremely unbalanced.

Damn it, why do these girls need to spend so few purification points to level up, but I have to spend so much?

Because they are indigenous people and I am a time traveler?

Or……

Every time I upgrade, the power the system gives me is actually far more than what appears on the surface?

Countless unsubstantiated guesses popped up in his mind. At this moment, a mosquito landed on his ear, and Andre's voice rang out: "Master, the blue dragonborn who came to see you that day is here again."

Hawthorne's train of thought was interrupted, and he immediately looked up and said without delay, "Got it, I'll go to the door right away!"

As he spoke, he walked out of the Thunder and ran towards the gate at a rapid speed.

He could naturally guess why the secretary came here, that was to deliver equipment to him!

After all, those launchers were not Rahman's own, so he couldn't give them to him on the same day. Therefore, the two sides agreed that when Blue Dragon prepared these weapons, they would be delivered to Hawthorne.

In fact, at first, Hawthorne thought he would have to run another errand and go to the central area to pick it up in person. When he heard Lan Long say that he would send someone to deliver it, he felt that his treatment was too honorable to be a party B.

But he did not refuse. After all, he still had a lot of things to do and was not as idle as the blue dragons.

He pushed open the gate of the monastery. At that moment, Lan Long's carriage also stopped at the gate of the monastery. A familiar straight figure slowly opened the door curtain and walked out.

Seeing that he had just opened the door, the blue dragonborn smiled and said, "It seems that your control over the South Port District is even stronger than I thought. You are aware of all the disturbances here."

Hawthorne smiled softly: "For safety, and also to avoid neglecting our distinguished guests."

As he spoke, he asked politely, "Sir, do you have time now? We can go to the restaurant next door and have a seat."

"No need." The blue dragon refused, "I have something else to do. Once you have inspected these things, I will be leaving."

As he spoke, he took out a pillow-sized piece of folded white cloth from his small bag.

"I brought the weapons that the prince and you agreed on." He continued, "Twenty ion beam launchers and the dragon scale batteries that will be used with them are all here."

"Oh, there are some gifts from the prince inside, including this dimensional cave itself. I hope these will facilitate your next actions."

Hawthorne looked at the piece of cloth in his hand. He knew that it was a dimensional hole, which was an upgraded version of the dimensional bag. The capacity inside was a hundred times that of the dimensional bag.

Just this one dimensional hole could be worth 5,000 gold coins.

Long, however, wanted to give this thing, along with all the goods inside, to himself.

"Thank you." He said, taking the dimensional bag with both hands, and then opened the cloth in front of the blue dragon. In the center of the white cloth was actually a huge circular hole, leading to another huge space inside.

The first thing that caught his eye was the +3 battle wizard wand that Rahman had promised to give him.

It was a wand about 40 centimeters long, completely black, with a round blue gem inlaid on the top.

Mysterious magic patterns are engraved on the blue gem, highlighting its complicated manufacturing process and high cost of creation.

However, it's all worth it. After all, this thing adds more than a little to the power of my spells!

Hawthorne reached out, grasped the wand, injected some of his own magic power into it, and instantly he was completely connected with it.

He then took it out of the dimensional hole, placed it under the sunlight and observed it carefully, sensing its increase in magic power, and then nodded with great satisfaction.

It is worthy of being one of the most representative products of the Ancient Elf Empire!

He sighed, the "+N" series of magic items were originally the most popular export products in the ancient elven empire thousands of years ago when it had not yet fallen apart.

There are extremely many types of them, including various weapons, shields, armor, staffs, holy emblems and even musical instruments, which can be found in this series.

Its effectiveness ranges from weak to strong, namely +1, +2 and +3.

Naturally, their prices ranged from low to high. +1 items only required over 2 gold coins to buy, +3 required nearly , and + items were worthless if you didn't have over gold coins in cash.

It is said that the Ancient Elf Empire is still researching +4 or even +5 magic items, which are even more powerful.

However, because the process was too complicated and the cost was too high, after comprehensive consideration, its cost-effectiveness was ridiculously low and it could not be sold at all, so it was eventually abandoned.

Taking into account that after the ancient elven empire fell apart, their technology was scattered around the world along with the elves, the major powers of various races have already learned this technology and have also extended it to develop many new magic items that are more suitable for certain professions.

But up to now, no +4 and +5 magic items have been released. Hawthorne feels that the rumor must be true.

As for this series of magic items, their effects are also very plain. Unlike Storm Hammer, a magic item has several special effects; nor like his Illusionist Armguard, which has a fancy unique mechanism;

Their effects are very simple and crude: if it is a weapon, it will increase its power; if it is armor or a shield, it will increase the protective force field; and if it is a magic weapon, it will amplify the power of the spell, and it has absolutely no other effects!

In other words, each of these equipment has fucking weird stats!

If you are an adventurer who still needs magical items to strengthen yourself, you will never go wrong by buying one!

Holding the staff, Huo Sang was filled with pride. Now, even if Monbot really appeared in front of him, he would dare to teach this Abyss Lord a lesson!

He then checked the other things inside, including twenty ion beam emitters, one hundred neatly arranged batteries, and "Rahman's little gift", a total of one thousand neatly arranged huge dragon golds engraved with blue dragon heads.

Naturally, this is the gold coin issued by the Blue Dragons themselves. It is larger, thicker, and has a higher gold content than the gold coins of the Goddess of Fortune. The exchange rate between it and the gold coins of the Goddess of Fortune in the market has always fluctuated between 1:10.

Therefore, in the yuan bag this time, there are a total of about 10,000 gold coins as "little gifts".

After confirming that everything was correct, Hawthorne nodded to the blue dragonborn: "One +3 battle wizard wand, twenty ion beam emitters, one hundred batteries, one thousand dragon gold, all confirmed to be correct."

The Blue Dragonborn nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Well, then it's your turn to perform. Mr. Hawthorne, I wish you all the best."

Hawthorne tried to persuade him to stay and invited him to have lunch together, but the blue dragonborn still refused and immediately got back in the carriage. With the sound of horse hooves and the rumbling noise of wheels rolling over the ground, the carriage sped away.

After watching this guy leave, Hawthorne immediately turned around, went back to the monastery, closed the gate, walked through the garden, and came to the training ground.

Here, girls wearing heavy armor, holding a shield in one hand and a long sword, hammer or mace in the other, are training, and the loud training shouts are deafening.

Ever since these girls were converted into priests, this place has become their exclusive training ground for quickly improving their weapon proficiency. Even Hawthorne himself has no place to train.

He couldn't help but wonder whether he should build a new third-level training ground. After all, there would definitely be more and more nuns in the future.

Ah, forget it, that's all for the future. After all, right now, there isn't much time left for them to train.

As he thought about this, he looked at the girls training in front of him and counted their number again like an old farmer counting his harvest.

The girls all have white hair, except that eight of them have grayish white hair and six of them have milky white hair. There are slight differences between them, which highlights the differences in their identities.

After becoming Storm Realm priests, the nuns' hair color will be uniformly transformed to gray-white regardless of their original hair color.

The life field will turn milky white.

Well, Nidalee is an exception, as she did not change her hair color after being baptized as a cleric of the Realm of Life.

Hawthorne guessed that this was because her main job was a druid, and doing this was just a part-time job, so there would not be any changes.

But in short, including the one who had just been baptized and had not yet finished changing his clothes, he now had nine storm priests and six life priests under his command, a total of fifteen professionals who could be rated as level two.

This combat power is very impressive no matter where it is placed. After all, the Sannasa Guild's branch in the South Port District had less than ten professional warriors, most of whom were only level one, and the rest were miscellaneous soldiers with no professional level.

Even the Amazons, who are known for their elite military strength, are generally only at the level of first-level warriors.

As for the level 2 soldier? He was also an outstanding soldier.

However, Hawthorne was not completely satisfied with this. In the past, in the game, at this stage, he had to accumulate at least a hundred second-level priests so that he could compete with the Amazons.

However, he also knew that he could not force it: the total number of nuns who joined the monastery had exceeded thirty, but not all of them were capable of going to the battlefield.

He lowered the standards again and again before he was able to gather these fifteen professionals.

Well, take it slow. After this demonic crisis is over, I hope the big companies won’t show their fangs so quickly and give me some room to grow…

He prayed silently, then clapped his hands and said loudly: "Priests of the Storm Realm, stop first!"

The eight girls with gray hair stopped, turned their heads, and looked at him in confusion. Hawthorne then squatted down, spread the dimensional hole on the ground, and said, "Come, take your new weapons in turn!"

Chapter 326 Departure

The new training went smoothly. In fact, given the current situation, Hawthorne did not have high requirements for the girls. He would be satisfied if they could understand the commands, learn the correct running posture, the standard shooting posture and how to guide the divine power.

After all, they had only been ministers for a week at most, so how much could Hawthorne ask of them?

A few days later.

hum-

The communication stone on the table in the study suddenly lit up with a faint white light, but Hawthorne, who was learning magic, did not look at it.

He had been learning a first-level spell called "Curse of Fragility". The effect of this spell was similar to his profession's "Curse of the Cursed Sword", both of which could make the enemy's flesh and internal organs fragile, making them more easily damaged when attacked from outside, thus causing additional damage.

The difference is that, as a first-level spell, it does not require any mana consumption like Curse of the Sword, nor does it have the effect of restoring health points.

However, as a spell, Curse of Fragility can be cast infinitely as long as there is mana, and it does not have the extremely long cooldown of one hour like Curse of the Sword of Spells, which can be regarded as a good supplement to his ability vacuum period.

He had been learning this spell before, and if the sudden earthquake and heavy rain, as well as the subsequent tedious disaster relief work had not interrupted his learning process, he would have learned it long ago.

But now, it’s not too late.

"hex!"

After making a few simple hand gestures with his left hand, Hawthorne chanted a short spell. On the desk in front of him was a scarecrow for testing, and as he completed the spell, the scarecrow visibly weathered and became extremely brittle, breaking at the touch.

Seeing this, Hawthorne nodded with satisfaction.

Very good, I finally learned it.

He was in a good mood. After that, he turned his head and looked at the communication stone next to him. He reached out to pick it up and injected magic power to listen to the message inside.

The next second, a familiar and gentle female voice sounded: "Hawthorne, I have completed the preparations here. I will probably go to the rubble area the day after tomorrow and lead the team into the mountains."

"How are things over there? Can we go together? If you are busy, I will go to your monastery tomorrow. I have something to give you."

The owner of the voice was none other than An Nuo.

Hawthorne's eyes lit up. The joy of learning a new spell and the delight of hearing his beloved girl say she had a gift for him combined into an even greater joy. He felt so light that he seemed to be floating on the spot.

Without delay, he responded immediately: "I have time, and I have received some sponsorship. I have also armed a team, including myself, a total of 20 people."

"What time is it the day after tomorrow? Where do we meet? I'll come find you then?"

After replying like this, he felt as if countless little people were tickling him all over his body, and he couldn't wait to set off and meet his beloved girl.

Soon, Annuo sent him another message, briefly stating the specific time, place and landmark buildings, and also considerately helped him plan the route.

After confirming all this, Hawthorne did not delay and immediately called out, "Andreni, ask the witches to come to the second floor of the study, we will have a meeting!"

He gave an order, and soon, one figure after another came over. Nine people gathered here, Huo Sang glanced around, and then said: "As usual, let's discuss the selection of people to enter the mountain."

"Shilin and Nidalee must go with me. Other than that, well..."

He glanced around, and on his right, Heidi's expression suddenly became pitiful: "Master..."

She really wanted to go with him again, but unfortunately this time, Hawthorne planned to treat them equally.

"Ekta, come with me." He said, "It's time to let our Fire Witch see the outside world."

After suffering such a huge disaster and the frenzied killing of demons, the Roof Plateau is now in chaos.

Cuibis curled her lips, lowered her head, and said nothing more. Ekta was so excited that she almost jumped up from the chair. Her whole body was trembling, visibly: "Thank you, Master!"

Behind her, Andre was also smiling as she looked at her best friend, feeling happy for her from the bottom of her heart.

After enduring for so long, she was finally able to go out with her master.