Witch Monastery

"I have lived in Nangang District for more than 70 years, and I have seen outstanding young mages like you." He said this, and suddenly his expression was full of emotion, "But, then again, you are not from Nangang District, right?"

"...Donggang." Huo Sang said. What he said was true. His home was indeed in Donggang District, but he just ran away from home.

Naturally, he couldn't tell the truth to Alan. Although he had played the game before and knew that the middleman was generous and reliable, he also knew very well that, first of all, this guy was also an audacious, cunning, cruel, and ruthless old fox.

Therefore, Hawthorne had to be extremely careful when dealing with him.

"Donggang District is a great place." Hearing him say this, the boss sighed, "It's the main port, and there are so many cargo ships from across the ocean going in and out there every day. There are so many large and small companies and multinational conglomerates that have businesses there. Anyone with ability can soar to the sky if they seize the opportunity."

"Unlike us in Nangang District, we can only fish for a living all our lives and be bullied by Amazon women, hehehe..."

He tried to get close to him, but Hawthorne subconsciously denied it and said something like, "It's not as good as you say. The money belongs to the big people, and the poor still have a hard time."

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly paused, his thoughts turned around, and he swallowed all the words back: "No, Donggang District is not as good as you say."

Hawthorne's eyes flickered. This familiar line made him realize that Alan was trying to please him.

Obviously, this was aimed at his identity as a spellcaster.

In that case, why not use some rhetoric to make this old fox more afraid?

"Even though they advocate fair competition and free trade, there are still some lazy and idle people who keep complaining about unfair distribution and demanding unreasonably high salaries."

Hawthorne said this and gave his boss a sincere smile: "In this regard, it is actually not as good as the South Port District. After all, how many fish you can catch really depends on your ability, and you can't blame the sea."

"Unlike the stevedores in Donggang District, who clearly don't work hard but always say that someone is exploiting and oppressing them."

Alan wanted to slam the table and scold him for being such a shameless exploiter. But his years of experience made him hold back the urge and he smiled as well: "Ah, right, right."

However, this speech also made him confirm one thing: the handsome boy in front of him, who looked ordinary but kept saying things like "Why don't you eat meat porridge", was probably indeed the son of a wealthy family.

Instead of being some genius who suddenly appears from a poor family and soars to the sky.

Having said that, the tavern owner then asked another question: "How old are you this year?"

"Fifteen." This time Hawthorne told the truth.

"Look, you're so young." The boss spread his hands. "Those people just now were the most capable fighters in Nangang District, and you easily defeated them, didn't you?"

"At your age, you should be proud. Don't people usually praise you like this?"

"No." Hawthorne

He shook his head slightly, his expression very calm, "Just a few first-level spells, nothing to be proud of."

Alan stared at his expression carefully and was surprised to find that he really couldn't detect the slightest trace of vanity or pride on his face.

Hiss, this means that the people of the same age he usually comes into contact with should be better than him.

He didn't know that Hawthorne's character in the game could cast nine-ring spells at will in the later stages. A few first-ring spells were certainly nothing to be proud of.

"That only means that your teacher is too demanding of you!" Boss Allen then shook his head and sighed, "Where is this teacher from? Strixhaven? Are you studying there?"

Hawthorne shook his head again: "No, I'm home-schooled."

This is also true, but it means something different to Allen.

Is this a tutor?

What kind of family conditions are needed to invite a magician to your home as a teacher?

Nouveau riche? Great nobles?

It shouldn’t be like that, his surname isn’t one of those big ones… Has there been any nouveau riche with the surname Huosang in Donggang District in recent years?

He didn't know and wanted to ask a few more questions.

At this moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and a tall, plump, and beautiful young nun appeared at the door with a little nervousness.

It was none other than Heidi.

When she turned her gaze over here and saw Hawthorne, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and then smiled comfortably.

Seeing her coming, Hawthorne quickly stood up and said to the boss: "I'm sorry, sir, let's talk next time, I have to go now."

As he said this, he gathered up his bag and turned towards the door.

"Okay, let's talk next time." The boss was also polite and watched him leave.

But when he saw Heidi, the pupils of this most famous middleman in Nangang District suddenly contracted.

Is she a nun from the monastery under the name of the Goddess of Life? !

She... is here to see this Hawthorne? !

This...how could it be them!

In the eyes of the general public in Nangang District, the nuns of this monastery are really kind-hearted. Whenever Nangang District encounters a disaster, they will give out free porridge to take care of the poor who are too poor to even have food to eat.

The head nun of the monastery, Celine, who always wore a milky white nun's robe, would use her magic for free to help the poor people who were seriously ill but could not afford to pay to dispel their diseases and restore their health.

In the eyes of the residents of Nangang District, this ability and compassion is simply an angel descending to earth!

Therefore, although this monastery is not well-known in Nangang District, it has always had a good reputation. Ordinary residents usually don't think of them, but once they mention them, they will definitely praise them.

But Alan was different. As one of the most reliable middlemen in Nangang District, he knew a lot of darker things here. For example, he knew that some daring gangsters had been eyeing the beautiful nuns in the monastery and were planning to do something bad to them!

However, in the end, all of these ignorant guys, without exception, disappeared without a trace!

Yes, he disappeared from the face of the earth, no one sees him alive, no one sees his body dead!

Allen was a middleman, and the most important thing for people in their line of work was intelligence. However, even with his intelligence ability, he couldn't find out where these people had gone!

This situation frightened him, but he knew very well that curiosity kills, so he naturally did not have the courage to conduct a deeper investigation. He could only remain in awe and warn again and again those new guys who had bad intentions towards the nuns to stay away from the monastery.

Others thought that this old fox, who was ruthless and ruthless, still had a bit of kindness in his heart and could not bear to see the filthy Nangang District, and the last bit of kindness being desecrated.

And every time at this moment, Alan could only smile bitterly, thinking to himself, I am obviously thinking about your safety. That monastery is an existence that we cannot afford to offend!

Chapter 29 Level 2 Warlock

It’s a pity that the tavern owner didn’t dare to say this to outsiders and could only keep it in his heart.

But today, seeing Hawthorne standing side by side with a nun, and he had just been trying to test his family background and identity, Alan couldn't help but feel scared.

I...I am just like those Sanasa thugs just now, looking for death!

It was not until Hawthorne and Heidi disappeared at the door that he slowly came back to his senses, carefully reflecting on what he had just said, checking whether he had any loopholes.

Fortunately, I was just complimenting him, and the questions I asked were all very common things, and I didn't really ask about the key information.

Don’t ask anymore. This is not something you can find out on your own!

After comforting himself and admonishing himself for a long time, he finally calmed down, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up, went back to the counter, and continued to settle his bill.

……

On the other side of the slums, in an abandoned warehouse.

The wounded Sannasa thugs are resting here now.

After being bombed by Hawthorne's two thunder waves, some of them were unconscious, some had broken legs, some had broken ribs, some had disfigured faces, and some were lucky enough to have only minor skin injuries.

But no matter how serious the injury was, they had a rare chance to rest. But their leader was still busy, even though his frostbitten arm was wrapped tightly.

Like a dumpling, he still has to use a cane to report to his superiors.

At this moment, sitting in front of him was a terrifying burly man who was about two meters tall, much thicker than him, one of whom was blind, with a giant eye tattooed in his place.

His only remaining eye stared at the bald man indifferently, making his scalp numb and a layer of cold sweat, but he still had to bite the bullet and report the whole process with exaggeration: "Fortunately, in the end, the Zhentarim wizard did not kill us and let us return."

"I am incompetent and have lost the battle. Please punish me, Boss!"

His tone was filled with grief, anger and shame. On the surface, he was apologizing, but in fact, he was trying to pass the buck: he was putting the blame on another group of people for the misjudgment he made, the order to beat Hawthorne, and the failure that ultimately resulted.

Sure enough, his superior, the one-eyed man in front of him, lowered his eyes and said, "It's not your fault. There was a mistake in the intelligence. Davil is really willing to spend money to invite a wizard here..."

After cursing, he looked up and said to the bald man, "You and your brothers should have a good rest. Try to heal your injuries before the double moon night. Don't delay the delivery!"

A few days ago, One-Eyed Dragon and his crew were assigned a mission to secretly transport a very precious cargo, which they themselves did not know what it was, into the Port of Liberl and complete the handover on the night of the double moon.

So they chose the most common method: using their connections within the Amazon Fishing Company, they mixed the cargo into a batch of fish and then brought it into the port from the South Port area.

However, somehow the news leaked out, and the Zhentarim agent Dawir Starsong actually got hold of this confidential information. He then sent him a letter and asked for a huge reward!

The one-eyed man was unwilling to pay the hush money, so he planned to use physical means to silence him.

However, no one knows what appearance the cunning golden elf Davil has disguised himself into or where he is lurking.

Therefore, the One-Eyed Dragon had to agree verbally first, and then acted secretly. He first kidnapped his bodyguard, the female orc Yagora, and then forced her to tell him the time and place of their next meeting, and finally captured Davil in one fell swoop!

Unexpectedly, the other party had already noticed it and sent a wizard to act together, and then they turned around and beat them up.

This time, he had a feud with Davil. He estimated that this guy would not only sell the information, but also take revenge on him...

Thinking of this, the one-eyed dragon's eyes flickered, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "You guys take good care of your injuries. I will go and inform the commander that this matter cannot be solved with our ability!"

The levels within the Shannasa Guild, from low to high, are "Agent of the Eye", "Ray of the Eye", "Guild Commander" and "Hand of the Eye".

Among them, the bald guy who is a small leader is the "Eye Agent", and his superior, the one-eyed man, is the "Eye Ray".

The commander mentioned by the one-eyed dragon is naturally a "guild commander" level person.

As he said this, he casually reached out his hand, patted the bald man's shoulder, and said loudly: "I've only been scolded and whipped at most. You all should take good care of your injuries and don't take this matter to heart!"

The bald man was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. He didn't know how much truth there was in his words: "I am incompetent. It's all my fault!"

They were acting hypocritical, but outside the warehouse, there were two tall and thin men wearing black leather windbreakers and black bowler hats standing silently.

"Is this the only level of people hired by the Casalant family?" One of them shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

"As we expected, our partner is not very reliable." Another person said, "Fortunately, our strength will be enhanced on the night of the double moon."

"At worst, we can just take the Illusionist's arm guard away."

……

That night, in the monastery, in the study.

Hawthorne put down the magic book in his hand and ended his study. Then, the chaotic thoughts that were suppressed by the magic power of the study room surged into his mind, making him feel uneasy.

He then called up the system and looked through his attribute panel, frowning and constantly weighing the pros and cons.

Should I upgrade the Warlock profession to level 2 now?

Chapter 30 The Butterfly That Breaks In

In the early days, Hawthorne was worried that if he upgraded too quickly, he would not be able to digest too much and would not be able to learn thoroughly. He would have a lot of unfamiliar abilities and would not know which one to use on the battlefield, and would not be able to fully exert his combat effectiveness.

After all, I haven't fully understood these magic books yet.

Moreover, purification points have more uses, such as building a few new buildings, so he was more inclined to save them for later emergency use.

But what happened today gave him a wake-up call. The feeling of being hit on the back of the head at that moment, now that he calmed down and thought about it carefully, still made him, a man who had never seen blood, feel scared.

Although his hometown was also in the countryside, Hawthorne had never killed a chicken before. At most, he would hit them with a basketball...

cough!

In short, even though he lives in a peaceful era, he is still afraid.

Today's fight was a

Fortunately, both thunder waves exploded almost to their full potential, ending the battle instantly. Otherwise, who knows how much more trouble would have occurred.

However, even so, with my mana, I can only cast two first-level spells. At level one, I only have four mana points in total, so the margin of error is really low.

Fortunately, today, only two gangsters hit me, and they were protected by blade guards at the time, so I didn't suffer any injuries.

Although these guys were very weak, had not received any systematic training, and most of them did not even have a first-level warrior professional level, he was only a first-level sorcerer after all, and did not have an absolute advantage in ability.

If the other gangsters were not frightened, they would continue to hit him on the head with long sticks and short clubs, knocking him unconscious, or if they were more experienced, they would shoot him from a distance with a light crossbow like in the game...

After all, the Blade Guard trick can only block one attack, and the strength of one ring of Agassis Armor is not very high. If they really break the force field, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose, and what will happen to me...

After all, his first three attributes, especially his physical attributes, were ridiculously low. This meant that his ability to withstand attacks was also very low. If it weren't for the protection of magic, I'm afraid that if the thugs swung at him with a stick, I would have fallen!

Replaying today's battle in this way, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

When the double-moon night comes, the monsters will riot, and who knows what accidents will happen. Therefore, improving combat power is definitely something that must be done right now!

Anyway, when that day comes, after purifying Yuta, I will definitely receive a large amount of purification points. I will never lack such things in the future!

So, upgrade first!

Having made up his mind, he stretched out his finger and tapped the system panel.

Instantly, a rich, purifying white light enveloped his body. Infinite magic power and countless powers higher than magic power were injected into his body, and then formed into a brand new power...