Witch Monastery

I remember a lot of knowledge, but I only forgot myself...

Those humans outside, they actually call me "Master"?

Oh, I am their master, the faith in their eyes, so I should lead them to plunder more souls...

……

In the study of the monastery, Hawthorne sat upright in a chair, his eyes closed and his back straight.

Behind him, the slightly skinny Jutta raised his arms and pressed his middle fingers on both sides of his temples. He also closed his eyes and evenly transferred streams of magic power into his mind.

Almost a week had passed since the Witch Night, and during this time, Hawthorne and Uta had another very in-depth communication.

And

Later, he realized that even Yuta herself might not know that she actually mastered a magical summoning.

Its name is "Magic Will".

In short, this is a means of using magic to train one's willpower and form a layer of protection outside the soul to avoid being mentally controlled by the enemy, and to prevent certain continuous spells from being interrupted.

It was precisely because Uta actually possessed this thing that she was able to actively choose to fall into madness on the night of the Witch, and then after being purified for the third time by Hawthorne, she was able to regain some sanity and turn around and choose to escape.

Because of its resistance to mind control spells, the magic power invocation "Magic Will" is also a must-have ability for the Warlock in the middle and late stages. However, its priority is not too high, at least it is far from being compared with the "Painful Magic Explosion" which directly increases damage.

But even so, it is much better than nothing. No one can be sure whether Die knows the training method of "Painful Magic Explosion" magic energy summoning.

So, in the spirit of "ten birds in the hand are worth one bird in the bush", he drafted a new but simpler contract and signed it with Jutta, establishing a magical connection with her. She would then guide Hawthorne on how to train the magical summoner.

So, there is a scene like this: Jutta feels the special shape in his mind, and then uses magic to try to build a model directly in Hawthorne's mind, letting him feel it and learn by feeling.

This is like teaching a child who is born deaf to speak, where she can only put her hands on the teacher's throat, feel the vibration, and then imitate. The efficiency is naturally very low.

But there was no way, Jutta didn't know how to teach people. Many of her abilities were innate, and she herself didn't understand the principles behind them - especially how to teach humans who were completely different from them to do the same thing.

Fortunately, even though this method was inefficient, with the help of the study, Hawthorne's mind was extremely sharp, so the progress was relatively smooth.

"call……"

Gradually, Uta exhaled, and her magic power became a little disordered. Then she did not dare to delay and hurriedly withdrew her power to avoid hurting her master.

Helping Hawthorne find that "feeling" requires extremely delicate control of her magic power, which is also a huge drain on her energy, so it won't be long before she's exhausted.

Feeling her change, Hawthorne opened his eyes again, then stood up and hugged her in his arms: "Thank you for your hard work."

Yuta snuggled into his chest, breathing softly, while asking softly, "How do you feel today, Master?"

In response, Hawthorne smiled gently and said, "I feel good. If I continue at this pace, well, if everything goes well, I should be able to master this thing in another week."

"You've been a great help, Jutta."

Upon hearing this, even though Utta, who usually had a cold and calm expression, couldn't help but smile like an angel.

After giving her a gentle kiss on the lips, Hawthorne untied his arms around her and said, "Go back and rest. I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Then, the two of them walked out of the study arm in arm. Hawthorne went straight to the kitchen, while Jutta went back to the dormitory to rest.

However, she had only taken two steps when she heard a mean female voice, mockingly saying to her: "You really did a good thing, Jutta!"

Jutta turned her head and saw a nun who was about the same height as Heidi, looking at her with ill intentions with a mocking smile on her face.

Most of her long pink hair was covered by the hat, with only a few strands showing; her small mouth was like a cherry, with thin lips and slightly upturned corners, showing a smile that did not give people any warmth. Instead, it seemed mean, as if she always had a mocking smile on her delicate face.

Her pupils were like those of a poisonous snake. There was a dark vertical crack in the middle of her yellow pupils, emitting a sinister and dangerous light.

Although she was also wearing a black nun's robe, the fabric of her robe was obviously thinner. So even though her breasts and buttocks were not as plump as Heidi's, their lines were still clearly revealed, tempting the desire of the viewers.

The most eye-catching thing is her slender and graceful waist, which is like a water snake. She put her hands together in front of her chest and leaned forward slightly, as if praying. When she walked forward, her small waist and the curve of her hips swayed from side to side like a willow in the wind, which was really charming and dizzying.

This woman was as colorful and charming as a venomous snake, and at the same time, hidden under her delicate face was a viciousness that even witches could sense: "You must be really full after killing more than 200 people. Let me see, is your belly swollen like a watermelon like the female knight who was raped by orcs?"

Chapter 53: The Venomous Witch, Cuibisi

Seeing that it was her, Yuta's mood immediately fell to the bottom, and after hearing her next words, she immediately glared at the nun: "Cuibisi, what do you want to say?"

Tribis, the witch of poison, is another member of the monastery. She was the first witch to follow Celine and was absolutely loyal to her, so she was also absolutely trusted by her.

When Celine was away, she was responsible for managing the daily affairs of the monastery, restraining the behavior of other witches, and mediating conflicts between them to prevent them from losing control and acting too aggressively.

Behavior will affect the safety of the entire monastery.

Normally, the witches in the monastery hunted for their own prey and lived in peace with each other. However, once a witch made a mistake or got embarrassed, she would inevitably be ridiculed, mocked and ridiculed by her mouth.

Just like it is now.

Although Yuta was very angry at her ridicule, at the same time, she did not have much confidence.

Her three views have been corrected, so now whenever she thinks of what happened that night, she suddenly feels guilty and remorseful.

Moreover, apart from these, more than a hundred people died, which was a major case that shocked the entire Liber Port. The other witches in the monastery might indeed have encountered a lot of trouble because of her loss of control.

"Nothing. I just feel that you have brought so much trouble to the monastery. It will make Lady Celine very unhappy, so I feel very unhappy too." Cuibis stuck out her tiny, forked tongue, like a real snake's tongue. "You are extravagant and wasteful on weekdays. It's okay to kill a person and only eat a little soul, but that night, you couldn't control your desires. Tsk, tsk, are you still a noble witch? What's the difference between your behavior and that of a sow in heat?"

"If you want me to stop teasing you, you can do it if you admit that you are a sow." She said, and suddenly laughed, "Come on, Jutta, call one and let me hear it."

In the depths of Yuta's beautiful purple-red eyes, anger was burning, and finally condensed into a striking murderous intent: "Don't force me to do it, Cuibisi!"

……

Hawthorne was in the kitchen, looking at the system interface and choosing today's lunch. Outside the window, Heidi called out, "Master, are you in there?"

He tapped a few times on the system interface to let the knife and ingredients move on their own, and then responded to the outside: "I'm here."

crunch--

The door was pushed open, and Heidi, wearing a thick nun's robe, walked in, closed the door, and then said softly: "Master, I have something to discuss with you."

Hawthorne reached out and put his arm around her shoulders, without saying anything, motioning her to continue. So Heidi snuggled into his arms and said, "According to custom, the monastery should serve porridge again."

As she spoke, her nun's robe was slightly lifted. A hot hand pressed on her plump buttocks, kneading it up and down.

A blush of excitement appeared on Heidi's face, and when Hawthorne heard what she said, he raised his eyebrows, then nodded and said to himself: "Oh, yes, it's time to distribute porridge."

The soup kitchen is also one of the necessary buildings in the monastery. Every time porridge is distributed, the monastery's reputation can be increased - that is, the experience points necessary for the monastery to upgrade - in other words, this is a place where you can buy experience with money.

After some disasters, many families in the slums were broken up and people were in panic. At this time, distributing porridge to the poor could gain extra prestige.

Hawthorne also agreed that now was the right time to distribute porridge. After all, hundreds of people had died in the slums a few days ago, which was a major disaster no matter how you looked at it. The frightened residents needed to be comforted, and the benefits of helping the poor at this time would naturally be much higher than usual.

"Then let's do it according to the usual practice." Hawthorne said, and at the same time, his other hand moved forward, climbed up her chest, and kneaded her plump breasts, with two fingers pinching the top, the soft grape.

"Well... then, I'll prepare it tomorrow." Heidi's face turned slightly red and she was breathing heavily. She could feel that Hawthorne's finger had entered her body from below and was stirring slowly.

Her body began to get excited, but she continued to say, "If everything goes well, we should be able to set up the tent the day after tomorrow, and then use this opportunity to find out some things, um..."

Once upon a time, the witches ostensibly provided relief through porridge, but in reality they were looking for those helpless people who would have no one to care about if they died, and could be captured and used as toys and food.

Now, Heidi no longer needs to feed on human souls, but she is still thinking about this matter. On the one hand, she wants to maintain the external image of the monastery. On the other hand, she also wants to use this opportunity to inquire about the movements in the slums and collect intelligence so that she can be prepared in advance in case of any changes in the future.

"Oh, you don't have to set up a tent."

However, at this moment, Hawthorne suddenly said, "I will build a special building later to serve as a fixed soup kitchen in the future."

There is no such building as "soup kitchen" in the monastery now. When Heidi and her colleagues provided relief before, they would set up a simple tent at the entrance of the monastery and then attract the poor to come and get the porridge.

The efficiency of doing so is naturally far less than that of building a special monastery building, but fortunately, they have done this many times before, and small efforts have accumulated over time, so now they enjoy a high reputation in the vicinity and even in the entire Nangang District.

In fact, the experience points of the monastery are now enough to upgrade. However, to upgrade to level 2, not only does it require 1,000 purification points, but it also requires the monastery to have an actual floor area of ​​10,000 square meters, so Hawthorne only took a look and gave up the idea.

However, he could continue to accumulate reputation anyway, and he didn't mind spending the 100 purification points, so it would be better to build it as soon as possible.

"Hmm? Okay." Heidi responded, her eyes gradually blurry. "Ah, Master, ah, but the kitchen will probably be busy all day that day, so it may be a little inconvenient for you...

"

She was already aroused, and Hawthorne's fingers could clearly feel that the juice representing lust was slowly oozing out of her body and even flowing onto his palm.

As expected of a witch from the deep sea...

He sighed inwardly, then pulled back his fingers and began to undress himself, saying, "Well, that's fine, I'll just make do with it. Oh, when you go out shopping, remember to keep an eye on Die's movements, she is our biggest threat right now."

After entrusting this matter, he found the right position and then filed in.

“Ah—Master…”

Heidi let out a charming moan from her throat, and then Hawthorne grabbed her two snow-capped breasts with both hands, thrust his waist forward, and kept hitting his lower abdomen against her round buttocks, creating wave after wave of buttocks, and the crisp sound continued to echo in the kitchen.

Chapter 54 Soup Kitchen

After a long time, when the big meal in the kitchen was automatically cooked, Hawthorne also exploded in the deepest part of Heidi's body. The latter's body suddenly became limp, her breathing was light, her eyes were blurred, as if she was still in the afterglow of happiness and couldn't extricate herself.

Hawthorne found a knife and fork and began to eat, while Heidi, after regaining some strength, shrank under the table and used her little mouth to help him clean up the traces of the battlefield.

After lunch, the two returned to the dormitory together, ready to take a short rest before continuing to study.

However, as soon as they came over, they saw that Uta, who used to be pure and cold, was now curled up on the bed, hugging her knees, with a sad look on her face, as if she had suffered some injustice.

Suddenly, Hawthorne was surprised, and hurried forward, lying on the bed, hugging her soft body, and then asked softly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yuta shrunk her head into his chest, looking very pitiful: "I just met Cuibisi."

"She already knows what happened in the slums and has been mocking me. I have no way to refute her. After all, it is because of me that the master has been in so much trouble..."

"So, I had no choice but to promise her that I would handle the slum issues myself and would not cause any trouble to the sisters in the monastery..."

Hawthorne suddenly realized, while Heidi gritted her teeth secretly: "This bitch, she came back so early this time..."

Cuibisi, the poisonous witch. Her main body is a monster that is more than 30 meters long and looks like a giant spotted venomous snake, made up of countless red, green, white and a few other colors of poisonous vines entwined together.

She was extremely cruel and liked to inject different kinds of toxins into various parts of the bodies of the people she captured. She would listen to their miserable screams while admiring the lesions and decay of their flesh. Finally, when they were tortured to death, she would eat their flesh and souls together.

Her mouth is just as vicious as her eating habits. As the de facto manager of the monastery when Shilin is away, she is very picky about the other witches.

Anyone who did something "out of line" would be immediately mocked and ridiculed by her with all sorts of dirty and obscene words, making them furious but unable to refute.

On the day of the Witch's Night, Jutta lost control of her power and killed so many people, causing such a big fuss, so it is conceivable how much verbal attack she suffered from Cuibis.

Realizing this, Hawthorne quickly hugged her little head and comforted her softly: "It's okay, we will be fine. As for Cuibis..."

There was a gleam in his cyan eyes: "Just bear with it a little longer, Jutta... Sooner or later, we'll teach her a lesson."

Theoretically, Cuibis is very powerful, even stronger than Heidi, and she will not necessarily lose to Jutta.

However, her ranking in the monastery was not very high. The reason was very simple. The problem was her fighting style.

Use poison!

In this world full of demons and monsters, poison can be said to be the lowest type of damage. Immunity to poison is not a privilege only possessed by certain creatures, but a common characteristic of a large number of creatures: such as all undead, all constructs, all elemental life, all demons, all celestial creatures...

Of course, as extraordinary magical creatures, witches are not completely immune to toxins, but they must have a resistance of more than 99%. Although Cuibisi's toxin is very strong, it is okay to bully ordinary people, but it is simply a pipe dream to want to defeat her own kind with this.

She also understood her situation, so when she mocked other witches, she would always bring up Celine from time to time, intentionally implying that she had the most powerful backer in the monastery, and that everything she did was to carry out Celine's will. Therefore, although most of the nuns were angry with her, they could do nothing about it.

Even if a fight really came, Cuibisi was not afraid. In addition to using poison, she was also good at escaping.

Therefore, it was very easy for Heidi and Jutta to join forces and defeat her, but it was not so easy to catch her, control her, and allow Hawthorne to purify her safely.

To be on the safe side, Hawthorne planned to start with other witches who were easier to deal with, and then plan to purify Cuibis when he was stronger.

……

That night, the monastery's main gate

Side, inside of the wall.

Hawthorne and Heidi estimated the area and distance, and after a long discussion, they finally determined the location. Then, a hazy white light fell, and a brand new stone hut with a pointed roof slowly appeared, replacing a small part of the monastery's outer wall. It was the new building "Soup Kitchen" that he had selected after spending 100 purification points.

He chose this building on the side closer to the slums so that the poor who came to get porridge could line up in a long queue in the slums and avoid crowding on the clean and tidy District Hall Avenue next to it.

The lords of the district hall were kindhearted and could not bear to see people suffer. So if these ragged, skinny poor people gathered on the streets, it would pollute the city and offend the lords. Then, they would be violently driven away by the guards, and even the monasteries would be in trouble.

Hawthorne still wanted to keep a low profile and avoid causing trouble. Although building a new small house out of nowhere on the street was somewhat eye-catching.

After all, normally, such private construction would definitely be considered a violation of regulations, and Port Liber had a series of cumbersome and complicated laws to ensure that no one could exploit loopholes to make a profit.

However, no matter how careful and strict the law is, if no one enforces it, it will naturally be a complete empty shell.

The monastery was already located on the edge of the slums, and this house was even closer to that side, so the masters of the district hall didn't care about the building conditions over there at all, and let the poor people fend for themselves.

Hawthorne, who had long been aware of this, had no worries about it and pointed out the buildings without hesitation.

As for the church, how to explain the new house that appeared on the street?

If it was any other church, it might be hard to explain, but only this goddess of life and healing...

Tsk, I can only say that good people don’t live long.

Ever since this kind but weak goddess was attacked by a conspiracy, she has been in a long sleep. Countless people in the world speculate that she has fallen, but only the most staunch believers still firmly believe that she is still alive.