Witch Monastery

Celine nodded slightly, and Hawthorne stretched out his arms and said, "As for the rest, leave it to me. Don't be too nervous."

He looked confident. Seeing this, Celine's heart dropped back into her stomach. She glanced at the Eye Demon and said, "Then Master, continue playing with our new sister. I'll take my leave now."

Sanasa bared her teeth at Celine, very dissatisfied with her

What he said was that he was here to accompany Hawthorne to experiment with his skills, not to have fun.

But unfortunately, without giving it any chance to refute, Celine's body turned into a white light and returned to her post to work.

Hawthorne smiled gently and patted Shannasa's main eye as a comfort to remind her not to be so picky.

He then put the matter behind him and began to study how much of his magic power Shannasa could bear under extreme conditions and how many times she could emit eye rays at most.

Once he really studies it thoroughly, it will be a huge boost to his strength...

Chapter 460 Koval Arrives

A few days later, at noon.

Hawthorne was in the training room, practicing eye-wave ray with Sanasa. At this moment, Andrei's voice rang in his ears: "Master, Koval is here!"

"Hmm?" He looked up at the clock on the wall and was a little surprised for a moment: "At this time? No, there shouldn't be any cars in Nangang District at this time? Has this guy changed his personality and is willing to spend money to buy a carriage here?"

In this era, horse-drawn carriages that can take you anywhere are still extremely expensive, especially those coming to Nangang District. Coachmen generally know that Nangang District is relatively poor, people can't afford to take a carriage, and they can't get business here, so they are reluctant to come.

Unless you are really willing to spend double the money, it will be difficult to rent a car.

"No." Andrei said, "He seemed to have walked here."

Hawthorne was suddenly surprised: "Come over? This... well, it makes sense."

He felt a little ashamed, and suddenly remembered that this extremely conservative dwarf priest believed that since he had received the blessing of the goddess, gained powerful spellcasting ability, and could channel divine power, he should deduct his enjoyment in daily life and devote all his strength to helping weak lives.

He believed that as long as he practiced the teachings, the goddess would definitely come back. To achieve this goal, he did not hesitate to be like an ascetic, never using any means of transportation, and only relying on his feet and magic to travel.

Thinking of this, Huo Sang patted the little eye demon's main eye, interrupted the training, let him float on his shoulder, and then walked out: "Let's go out and welcome this distinguished guest."

At this time, on the street outside Nangang District, Koval, a dwarf wearing a fat priest's uniform and a carrot-colored beard, raised his head and looked up at the sign of the Nangang District Monastery, as well as the soup kitchens and small shops on both sides, and nodded slightly: "Not bad."

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Since the death of the goddess, they haven't held a decent large-scale soup distribution event for a long time.

There was no way, the church was short of money, and in terms of making money, he had to admit that this young man did a really good job.

I am afraid that he will become like the leaders of large multinational corporations, become addicted to enjoyment, do whatever it takes to make money, and forget his beliefs.

In Koval's opinion, killing so many people is a very dangerous signal and we must be extremely vigilant!

With this thought in mind, he raised his foot and was about to step into the small shop on the side of the monastery when he heard a heavy sound of pushing the door. The big iron door in front of the monastery was opened, and a tall and handsome young human man, also wearing a priest's uniform, walked out.

Of course, from the perspective of the dwarves, most of the human men in Port Liberl can be considered tall.

The man looked down at Koval and smiled heartily: "You are Father Koval, right? I am Nigel Hawthorne, welcome to our monastery!"

Koval narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is this the person?

He appeared as soon as I arrived. It was obvious that he must have had many secret sentries around, who informed him of the news as soon as possible.

It's an obvious move, and it seems like they were well prepared.

Well, let me see what other preparations you have made for my examination!

Thinking of this, his stern face suddenly broke into a bright smile and he laughed heartily: "Are you Father Hawthorne? Hahahaha, what an honor! Your achievements have brought glory to the church!"

Hawthorne walked over with a smile, walked side by side with him, and led him into the monastery: "No, it was just luck. I still have a lot to learn compared to you all."

After a pause, he looked up at the sky and continued, "It's getting late. Let's eat first. You can inspect after lunch?"

Koval raised an eyebrow.

Oh, are you stalling for time?

Okay, I'll let you delay. I want to see what else you can prepare!

"No problem!" Koval said cheerfully, so Hawthorne led him into the monastery and introduced, "Because I've been busy with various things recently, I haven't been able to prepare a banquet for you, Father Koval."

"The nuns prepared the same meals I usually eat for lunch, but I also specifically asked them to prepare some things that you might like, Father. I hope you like them."

Hearing this, Koval sneered in his heart.

Oh, from what you said, I'm afraid you think I'm just an ordinary dwarf, one of my alcoholic compatriots?

Unfortunately, if you want to bribe me with liquor, you will be disappointed.

I have completely quit drinking!

As a dwarf who was over two hundred years old, he naturally understood the tricks used by these people in society to deal with dwarves. Naturally, he was very unhappy with this and even looked down on it.

While thinking this, the two had already walked through the small garden and came to the newly built dining room next to the kitchen. There was a rectangular table and four chairs, one of which was particularly tall and had a ladder. Obviously, it was designed specifically for dwarves.

The steaming food, bread, and soup were already on the table. Koval looked around and suddenly realized that there was no wine.

"I didn't prepare any wine to entertain you because I still have to work in the afternoon," Hawthorne said apologetically. "If you are willing to stay until the evening and have dinner before leaving, I am willing to treat you with some strong wine."

Hearing this, Koval's thick eyebrows suddenly raised.

This little guy is quite clear about the distinction between public and private.

This... Wow, not bad, this is well done, which shows that he is not the kind of guy who is scheming and scheming.

He thought so and originally came here with prejudice. Although he was reluctant to admit it now, he had to say that Hawthorne's performance had to be given a point.

"It doesn't matter." He said sincerely, "I don't like drinking anyway!"

As he said this, he walked to a high chair and climbed up using his hands and feet. After he sat down, the dwarf could see clearly what was on the table.

A thick soup made of pickled salt fish, fishing net algae, carrots, potatoes, etc., raw tomato slices, and a basket of white bread, which will be used to soak in the soup later.

Seeing this, Koval raised his eyebrows again: "Is this what you usually eat?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Yes, this is my daily meal."

Suddenly, the dwarf sneered: "Oh, that's really poor and frugal!"

Huo Sang chuckled: "You can't say that. After all, these are meat, rich in nutrition, and taste good. You won't get tired of eating them."

After hearing this explanation, Koval looked at Hawthorne with a hint of disgust.

Who is this treacherous man trying to fool?

Do you think I don't know? It's pickled fish, but there's also fishnet algae in it?

These things are as disgusting as they can be, salty, bitter and astringent. Even the poorest sailors can't eat a few bites. Do you eat them every day?

Even if you pretend to be poor and honest, there should be a limit? I know how rich and famous you are now, and you have the sponsorship of Blue Dragon behind you!

The hypocritical rich will take even the reputation of being "poor and frugal" from the real poor!

Humph, look, I'm going to take this opportunity to make trouble for you, and scold you for being unpalatable, so that you can lose face!

Koval gave him a "worst" rating in his heart, but he kept a straight face. He picked up the fork, picked up a piece of salted fish in the thick soup, wrapped it with seaweed called fishnet algae, and put it into his mouth.

Suddenly, his face was full of shock.

This……

What is this smell?!

This should be the most unpalatable thing in the entire Liber Harbor, something that even starving wild dogs wouldn't want to eat, so how could it be so delicious?!

The pungent fishy smell of the fishing net algae has been completely removed, leaving only the advantage of its elastic texture; the sea salt used to marinate the fish is not extremely bitter, and the tender and smooth taste of the fish is retained to the maximum extent, so at this moment, the delicious taste bounces on the taste buds and fills the entire mouth in an instant!

At this moment, Koval felt as if he was not sitting in a restaurant, but was wearing beach swimming trunks and surfing on the summer ocean, feeling refreshed every part of his body!

“Oh oh oh oh——!” He couldn’t help but let out a series of noises, which scared Hawthorne: “What’s wrong, Father Koval, are you burned?”

"No!" The dwarf raised his head and closed his eyes. "Let me feel the taste."

As he spoke, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Ah, it's so delicious. I wonder who made this algae. It turns out that they have such a magical cooking skill...

When the delicious taste of the fish meat completely disappeared, he swallowed the meat, then took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, opened his eyes again, and looked at Huo Sang: "Who did this?"

Hawthorne smiled, and had already prepared the reason for his explanation: "It was Sister Heidi. She is quite familiar with seafood and other ingredients. She thinks that this algae should not be wasted and there should be a lot of potential in it."

"Besides, we live by the sea and eat from the sea. The seafood in the hands of the fishermen in Nangang District is cheap and abundant, but it is not easy to preserve. We have done some research together, hoping to use these cheap and common ingredients to make delicious food."

As he said this, he broke the white bread and put it into the soup, then mixed the rich soup, fish and algae and put it all into his mouth.

Then, a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.

Chapter 461: The Fighting Style of the Battle Sisters

Although he was reluctant to admit it, at this moment, Koval had to look at him with admiration.

I just misjudged him. I didn't expect that he would study the cooking method of such cheap ingredients.

Indeed, with this new cooking technology, even the poorest fisherman could prepare a delicious meal for himself.

Even in a desperate life, if there is a delicious meal waiting for you, you can feel happy and develop a desire for life...

Koval thought about this, his expression complicated: "You also taught me these.

To the fishermen in Nangang District, right?"

Hawthorne shook his head: "Not yet, because the process and the preparation of some seasonings are a bit complicated, and the fishermen are unwilling to learn."

"We are still researching and improving it. Once it is simplified, everyone will learn it."

He used some tricks, and to Koval, who seldom made such complicated dishes himself, these techniques and seasonings were trivial matters that could be easily improved, and then all the fishermen in the Nangang area would be able to learn them.

However, he did not know that these techniques and seasonings are actually the most critical and troublesome things.

Not to mention the perfect knife skills displayed when the kitchen was running automatically, the refined salt he used was not something that people of this era could easily get!

But Koval didn't know about this, as his daily diet was very simple. He was quite satisfied with Hawthorne, and for a moment, his appetite was greatly increased. He ate the bread and soup in front of him happily, without leaving a drop.

Seeing him enjoying his meal, Hawthorne was also happy. He felt that the test was a sure thing. So he kept smiling and chatted with Koval while finishing his own meal.

As time went by, he gradually felt that something was wrong. This old-fashioned and responsible dwarf was here to inspect, but during the whole meal, this guy talked about a lot of irrelevant things with him, but he didn't mention the current situation of his monastery, the case of killing five or six hundred people, and other situations.

It was as if this guy suddenly changed his personality and didn't care about these things at all. The routine checkup was just a formality and his main purpose was to eat and drink.

No, that's not right.

If Evan or another pastor came to check, it might be just a formality. But Koval would never do that. He always hated these time-wasting formalistic procedures, and it was even more impossible for him to do such a thing personally.

What exactly is his plan?

Hawthorne had no idea. The only thing he was sure of was that the first stage of the hospitality should have satisfied the dwarf, but he was not sure about everything that would happen afterwards.

After finishing his meal, the dwarf wiped his mouth with a towel, then jumped off the chair and said to Hawthorne, "I heard that you have trained a team of combat nuns. Where are they now? Can I see them with my own eyes?"

Hawthorne glanced at the clock on the wall. This meal really took quite some time. "They should be in the training ground now. I'll take you there."

He stood up and walked out. Koval nodded and followed him with his short legs, walking through the corridor and soon arrived at the training room where the nuns were.

Listening from the outside, the training room seemed quiet, but as soon as they pushed the door open, the loud war cries of the battle sisters almost broke through their ears.

This was also a level three training room, but Hawthorne had spent a little extra purification points to make it very large, large enough for dozens of nuns to undergo combat training at the same time.

Yes, after Hawthorne became famous for destroying the Lord of the Abyss, and then destroyed so many criminal gangs in the South Port District, his reputation and notoriety were further expanded, and the scale of the monastery also ushered in a new round of expansion.

The number of battle sisters is now close to fifty, and half of them are Storm Domain priests. The number of ion transmitters is no longer enough for each Storm Sister, so Hawthorne can only let the senior Storm Sisters have them.

The new girls had to make do with shields and hammers for now, and then equip themselves with these high-powered lethal weapons when they had enough money.

Therefore, the girls, who were now only equipped with cold weapons, took their training weapons and shields and fought each other with fists and flesh.

The scene of fighting frightened even Koval, a priest in the field of war. Although it was winter, the training room was still warm, and intense exercise would generate a lot of heat, so the girls only had a rough white training suit on for protection and cover.

Each of them held a shield and a weapon in their hands, and they fought in groups of three, two or three.

However, although everyone holds a shield in their hands, the fighting style of these nuns is very radical. They rarely use shields to block, but only use them to push or knock away the opponent's weapons, disrupting the opponent's balance, so that their weapons can hit the opponent hard!

Everyone thought this way, so the fight became a fistfight rather than a show of skills.

The wooden training weapons hit the girls' young bodies with dull sounds, which made Koval, a sturdy dwarf who had experienced many battles, feel the pain for them. However, the girls seemed to be unaware of it. They continued to shout loudly and attack each other.

Their faces were all red, and there was a layer of sweat on their foreheads. It was obvious that this fight was causing them a lot of pain. But their expressions were still firm, and none of them showed that they couldn't bear it.

"Is this how you normally train?" Koval couldn't help but ask Hawthorne, "Is this the way you teach your battle sisters to fight?"

"Do you understand that if we really go to the battlefield, the casualty rate of this kind of fighting method will be very high?"

Hearing this,