Witch Monastery

Huo Sang smiled and said, "Of course, if you have money, you must use it wisely and improve your strength as soon as possible."

Kasa's eyes lit up, and she continued to look at Hawthorne, thinking that this guy was not only rich, but also seemed willing to spend money.

Koval is such a jerk. It must be because he has such a bad temper and is unwilling to lower himself to ask Hawthorne for help. That’s why the Church of the Goddess of Life is so poor and can’t make ends meet.

Hehe, I’m different. I’m going to beat him from now on!

Not knowing what Kasa was thinking, Hawthorne walked to the wall, picked up a wooden, blunt double-edged sword, and asked, "What weapon do you use?"

Kasha shook her head: "No, I'll use this!"

As she said that, she couldn't wait to take out her dimensional bag and pulled out a huge purple-red sword from it: "This is my weapon!"

As she spoke, her entire temperament changed. The sunny and lively smile just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by a cold look that kept people at a distance, which made people shudder.

Hawthorne turned his head and saw the huge sword, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

What kind of sword is that? Its blade is not straight, but in the shape of a wave, with one bend after another, just like the posture of a python's body when it is crawling.

But what surprised Hawthorne the most was not its appearance, but the strong evil aura it exuded.

He was blessed by the Earth Dragon Galeon and could use "Detection Magic" at will, so at this moment, he immediately noticed the difference in her weapon.

This weapon of Kassadin must have a great origin...

As he was thinking this, he saw Kassa suddenly shiver in front of him. The cold temperament just now disappeared completely. Her eyes became bright again and her expression was eager to try: "You are just going to use the wooden sword? You are worthy of being the hero who destroyed the Lord of the Abyss. You are so confident!"

"So, I'm going to go?"

As she spoke, she raised her greatsword with both arms, ready to attack.

Huo Sang waved his hands and said, "Stop! Stop, stop, stop! What are you doing? We are just sparring, why are you using real weapons?"

As he said this, looking at the style of the giant sword in her hand, he took a wooden giant sword for training from the wall and threw it to her: "Use this."

Kasa put down the sword, her face suddenly fell: "Use this? I'm not used to it!"

Hawthorne smiled and said, "You can try it. You can use magic to adjust its quality and make it more handy. How can you use a real weapon in a sparring match?"

Kasha curled her lips, thinking that this was unfair, she had never used such a weapon. But considering that Hawthorne would be her long-term meal ticket in the future, she finally suppressed her unhappy mood: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to use it, then don't use it, stingy guy."

Muttering this, she put the giant sword back into the dimensional bag. However, she did not pick up the wooden giant sword for training, but turned her head and looked around, and suddenly said: "Do you have a double-headed sword here? I want to play with a double-headed sword too!"

Hawthorne was stunned: "Can you really use a double-headed sword?"

The double-headed sword is not a commonly used weapon. Looking around the world, there are probably only a very small number of people who know how to use it.

Actually, Hawthorne doesn't know how to use this thing. He just relies on the special power brought by the profession of "Cursed Swordsman" to resonate with magic and weapon into one, so that he can control the weapon with ease.

He didn't expect that upon hearing this, Kasa raised her little face and showed a proud expression: "Of course, even my grandma was a 'Blade of the Soul'!"

"As her child, I

It will definitely not fall!"

Chapter 469: Skills of Cheating Little Girls

Hawthorne raised his eyebrows. "Blade of Heroic Soul" was a respectful title given to those battle masters who were good at using double-edged scimitars in the ancient Elf Empire. He didn't expect that this little girl's family had such an ancient and unpopular inheritance.

but……

Hawthorne's eyes were shining, and he stared at Kasa in front of him as if he was staring at a big, fat sheep.

Wow, since your family has such an excellent inheritance, I won’t be polite!

"You use mine first." He said, handing the double-headed sword in his hand to Kassa, and turned away, "I'll go to the warehouse to get another one."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, into a remote small room. He said he was taking it, but in fact, he was using the power of the system to generate a brand new wooden double-headed sword for him on the spot as a replacement.

Although it is made of wood, magic has actually been cast inside it to increase its weight, making its quality no different from that of Monpot's double-headed sword.

In this way, in the actual combat after the training, you will not make mistakes due to lack of adaptability.

Anyway, after changing his weapons, he walked out of the small warehouse again and returned to the center of the training ground, his eyes burning with ambition: "Come on, Kaisa, let me see your skills!"

Kaisa also smiled confidently. She had already adjusted the quality of her weapon: "Don't worry, my skills have already reached perfection!"

Then, as Hawthorne said "start", the two men charged at each other and fought.

As soon as they started fighting, Hawthorne felt a huge pressure. His double-headed sword spun and slashed at Kassa, but as soon as he exerted force, Kassa's double-headed sword turned to the right direction and hit his blade accurately, causing his weapon to lose balance and tilt in another direction.

The other end of her double-headed sword immediately swung up and nearly hit his shoulder. Huo Sang had no choice but to retreat several steps in embarrassment, losing more than a little momentum.

Kassadin raised her eyebrows and her eyes sparkled, as if she had met a worthy opponent. She began to get excited. Her pointed elf ears twitched up and down twice, and then she took a big step forward, spinning the double-headed sword in her hand left and right to chase.

Hawthorne had no choice but to continue retreating, trying to use feints to lure out Kaisa's weakness and then counterattack. However, Kaisa's double-headed sword spun in front of her tightly, leaving him no chance to counterattack. Her momentum was extremely fierce, and it seemed that she was going to defeat him in one breath!

"Hey!" Kasa suddenly shouted, "Are you allowed to use magic?"

Huosang, who had been beaten all the way, couldn't help feeling angry. He was about to answer that he could use it, and then use magic to help himself fight back.

But after thinking about it, he suppressed these thoughts and said, "No need, it's just a matter of skill!"

This is a competition, which is to find your own weaknesses and shortcomings, to make up for them and improve your abilities. Covering up with your own strengths will not achieve this goal!

Kassa stopped talking and continued to press forward. Hawthorne changed his mind, took a deep breath, recalled the movements of his "Power Attack" specialty, suddenly stopped retreating, and the magic power in his body surged, urging the double-headed sword to slash fiercely from the front -

However, Kassadin simply turned around gracefully, and her body and the spinning double-headed sword avoided his attack by a millimeter. Then the other end of the sword turned around and slashed horizontally -

boom--

The wooden double-headed sword hit his body, and then the girl took a half step back with a smug look on her face: "I got the first point!"

Hawthorne was convinced: "Go on!"

The two of them fought back and forth again. Hawthorne, who had voluntarily given up his advantage, was naturally no match for this light-hearted girl. After losing 5 to 13, they both went to the side to rest, panting.

While drinking hot water, Hawthorne asked Kasa, "You were so amazing just now, what was that technique?"

In fact, he knew that the name of this specialty was "Blade of Heroes", and its effect was to improve a little attribute and a little bit of the damage of a double-headed sword, and at the same time allow people to use the double-headed sword for defense: in short, it was a specific weapon specialty that was both offensive and defensive, and quite good.

"My grandma taught me the technique of using a double-headed sword to defend myself." Kassa said, "Do you want to learn it?"

Huo Sang immediately tried to play hard to get: "I'm so sorry, isn't this your family's unique secret…"

Kasha laughed on the spot: "No, this is a tutorial that everyone in the army had. It's just that she practiced it the best and has the most experience."

"The Elf Empire no longer exists, so there's no need to follow those rules. If you want to learn, I can teach you. Hehe, just buy me more delicious and fun things in the future!"

Looking at the girl's innocent smile, Hawthorne felt that his heart was also healed. He nodded to her and said, "Okay, I'll take care of your snacks from now on!"

Kasa's smile suddenly became even brighter, and then she suddenly asked: "Oh, yes, have you ever done the career level assessment of the Adventurer's Guild?"

Hawthorne was startled, then continued, "I did."

Kasha's eyes lit up immediately: "What is your total level?"

"Level nine." Huo Sang said. Actually, he had never done it, but according to the system's display, it was level nine, so he would just take it as that.

Oh, yes, it takes 16,000 purification points to upgrade from level 9 to level 10. I have already saved enough. I will raise my level when I have time.

Let's raise it.

As he thought about this, he saw the elf girl in front of him covering her mouth: "How much? You are only level nine? Can you destroy the Abyss Lord?"

Hawthorne was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, level nine. Uh, don't be too superstitious about the things given by the Adventurer's Guild. Their evaluation method actually has many flaws. This level cannot represent the real strength."

Kasa showed a look of understanding: "That's right, the person who can destroy the Abyss Lord can only be rated as level nine, which shows that they are indeed not rigorous!"

Hawthorne smiled softly, then silently calculated in his heart. In fact, with his ability to cast fifth-ring spells, plus such a long total amount of mana, uh, if all these extra mana and extraordinary blessings were converted into the warlock's professional level, he should be able to... be around level five?

After all, the Warlock has no other special features except for the extremely long mana bar. If you add in this and level up to the next level, you can be considered a character with the strength of level 15.

He estimated this, then smiled softly: "Don't just talk about me, what about you?"

Kassa raised her head and showed a proud expression: "Level 7 Arcane Knight, part-time Level 6 War Priest. Those people rated me as a super strong person with an overall level of thirteen. What do you think? Am I much stronger than you?"

Hawthorne's expression was subtle: "Ah, yes, yes."

Although he said this perfunctorily, the emotions in his heart were actually more subtle.

Hiss, the seventh-level Arcane Knight, the sixth-level War Priest, in fact, no matter which one you look at alone, neither can be considered a weaker profession.

But putting these two together to make a level 13 character...

When Hawthorne looked at Kassa, his eyes were immediately filled with sympathy, and at the same time, a little bit of disappointment.

You bunch of indigenous people, why... why do you like to make up random professions so much!

Sigh... Never mind, this isn't the first or second time. From now on, I will guide you on how to become stronger!

……

In the rubble area, among the mountains.

hum-

With the sound of heavy rock shaking, the mountain wall that was originally tightly closed opened to both sides. It turned out that this was not a rock wall at all, but a huge stone door disguised by magic.

Behind it is hidden the secret treasure house carefully built by the former lord of Port Liber, which contains countless secret collections that he carefully selected.

At the entrance to the cliff, two white-haired figures stood side by side. One of them had amber horns, dark skin, and wore a mysterious black wizard robe. In his hand, he held a huge black magic staff. She was none other than the current Black Staff Lady of Libel Harbor, the legendary wizard Vajera.

Next to her, the beautiful woman with white hair and blue eyes, wearing a milky white dress with sky blue magic patterns and inlaid with two rows of white and shining pearls of exactly the same size, is naturally the public lord of Libel Port, the biological daughter of the goddess of magic, the demigod spellcaster, Leila Silverhand.

Chapter 470: Shocking Treasure

Looking at the dark cave in front of her, Leila raised her slender but beautiful eyebrows slightly: "It's really hard for Davis. He obviously doesn't know any magic, but he still wants to build such a troublesome treasure house for himself."

John Davis, the name of the former mayor of Port Liber. He once promised the citizens that "Port Liber's economy will always be prosperous", but in reality, after the decline of the Sayin Empire, he sold many of the city's rights to large multinational consortiums for his own selfish interests, allowing them to do whatever they wanted. He was the culprit who turned the city into what it is today, a comprador city serving various consortiums.

At this moment, Leila spoke in a relaxed tone, as if she was chatting with a friend. However, next to her, facing this powerful demigod, Vajera did not dare to relax at all: "Perhaps it is because he has a clear understanding of his limited abilities that he relies more and more on the power of magic."

Leila glanced at the nervous Vajera and suddenly asked, "So, he promoted you to be the holder of the Black Staff?"

Vajra suddenly became nervous, then took a deep breath and said, "My duty from the beginning has only been to protect the safety of the city."

This answer was a bit irrelevant, but Leila smiled and didn't pursue it further: "Let's go in and take a look at Davis's taste."

Vajra took a step forward: "I'll lead the way."

Leila did not refuse, and the two, perhaps the most powerful spellcasters in the material world, walked inside side by side.

Passing through the mortar-paved passage, the two soon arrived at a downward corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor were huge murals, emitting a magical glow.

Those who do not have strong willpower and the means to resist mental magic will fall into hallucinations when they see these murals, return to leave the treasury, and then wake up somewhere in the mountains outside 24 hours later - if they have not been eaten by ogres or something by then.

This was a trap set by Davis to protect his treasure house, and there were many similar things. This was also the fundamental reason why Hawthorne was unwilling to take risks. The many dangers inside were hard to guard against, and he was not someone he could afford to provoke at his level.

But this level of danger is naturally not enough for two powerful spellcasters. Vajera and Laila Silverhand ignored the murals on both sides and easily passed through the corridor, deciphering the secret at the end.

The Dharma Gate, and then came to the deepest part of the treasure house, a magnificent hall.

"Wow." Even with Leila Silverhand's knowledge, she couldn't help but sigh at this moment, "This guy Davis... Although I knew he was greedy, after seeing his treasure trove with my own eyes, I realized that I really underestimated him before."

The floor of the magnificent hall in front of him was divided into countless black and white grids of two meters square, like a chessboard. Each grid contained a piece of his carefully selected collection.

For example, there are five giant tripods carved from gold, silver, brass, bronze and red copper, and the patterns on each tripod are the images of giant metal dragons of the corresponding variety;

For example, the ivory horn cup inlaid with rubies and gold thread should be a ritual vessel used by ancient emperors for sacrifices. This piece alone is worth at least 10,000 gold coins.

Another example is the white jade children's sarcophagus painted gold, the lid of which is engraved with the image of a winged angel child, and so on.

On the side wall of the room, gold coins engraved with silver dragon heads are inlaid. Those were silver dragon gold coins that were still in circulation decades ago but are now out of print.

Leila Silverhand took a quick look and accurately determined that the number of gold coins was 482,376. According to the exchange rate of that year, these gold coins could be exchanged for about 5 million gold coins issued by the Goddess of Wealth Church, but now, considering its collection value, the price of these gold coins is suddenly inestimable!

"What a huge fortune." Leila couldn't help but sigh. Then, she turned her head to look at Vajra and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

She noticed that Vajera's eyes had been fixed on the white jade children's sarcophagus painted gold since the beginning, and had not moved away.

"Oh, that's right. I remembered something." Vajra came back to her senses and continued, "I wonder if you still remember that a few years ago, the Sulfaro family was accused of colluding with the devil and was sentenced to be stripped of their titles and exiled."

"And the most important evidence is that they desecrated the holy relics of the Church of the Goddess of Life and offered the angel baby coffin to the devil, causing it to lose its divine power." She said this, and she remembered this incident very clearly because she also participated in the investigation and used magic to predict and confirm that the holy relic no longer existed.

But now it seems that this thing does not exist, but is stored here, isolated from her detection by the magic of the treasure house.

Leila Silverhand nodded slightly: "Of course I remember it. That was the judgment I made personally, and it was a decision I was very reluctant to make."

As she said this, she sighed softly, "As children of the gods, I can't imagine that they would do such a thing."

Most of the nobles today are descendants of the gods who walked the world as saints in the past. At the very least, they are descendants of angels.

Therefore, Leila Silverhand, who was also a descendant of a god, naturally felt "like the same kind" towards them. She was unwilling to believe that they would fall to the point of committing such a mistake, and even more unwilling to publicly sentence them for their crimes.

But then, Vajera stepped forward, staring at the child's sarcophagus with her red eyes, and said, "But, if the authentic holy relic is actually here, does it mean that the judgment against the Sulfaro family back then..."

Leila Silverhand was shocked. She had not noticed the divine power surging from the coffin just now, and was instead noticed by Vajera.