Witch Monastery

At this moment, the situation here was like a mess. Heidi and Die were fighting, consuming their mana, and now they were almost out of mana. And Yuta, under the effect of the slow spell, had to give up some of his energy to dodge in order to demolish the statue as soon as possible, so he had to take a few colorful balls from the cultists, so he was now covered in wounds.

Fortunately, with their desperate efforts, the statue has been completely demolished, and the remaining cultists have been killed. Now Die is left alone, and he is almost out of mana!

It is conceivable that a huge, bloated monster whose movement speed is even slower than that of a child and who can only fight with spells would be at the mercy of others if it ran out of mana.

"Master, you can get started now!"

Heidi panted and shouted. Hawthorne endured the fatigue and strode forward. He sensed the situation in the Storm Hammer and cursed the bastard for being so wasteful. The energy inside was squandered completely without leaving a single shot for himself.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, but now was not the time to feel resentful. Since the warhammer's greatest effect had been lost and he had no magic, he would just rush forward with this thing and throw it violently -

whoosh-

The hammer head spun forward and landed in front of Die, barely attracting her attention and causing the whip hairs on her body to sway as if she was angry.

Hawthorne made a slight detour, leaped from her side, grabbed a whip hair, used his hands and feet, stepped on the lines on her body, climbed onto her body, held on tightly, and then silently chanted: "Purification!"

hum-

Then, the hazy white light appeared again and enveloped her entire body in an instant.

"Ow—!"

Another painful wail emanated from the butterfly's mouthparts, and then the flagella on its body began to wave, wrapping around Hawthorne's ankles, trying to pull him off.

Fortunately, her physical strength was not strong. Hawthorne barely resisted the pulling force and continued to output his purification power, clearing away all the filth and sin in her body!

hum-

Finally, the monster's wailing completely disappeared, and her consciousness fell into a deep sleep, which showed that her soul had been purified.

It was not until this moment that the power of purification finally began to gradually act on her body. Her huge body began to slowly shrink and gradually deform, and finally shrank to the ground, turning into a nun lying on the ground, sleeping soundly.

The purifying white light slowly went out, indicating that the purification was successfully completed. Hawthorne got up from the ground, helped up the sleeping butterfly, and his heart finally fell back into his stomach.

Fortunately, it landed smoothly.

No matter how many accidents happened in the middle, at least the original purpose of this trip, which was to purify the butterfly quietly, was accomplished.

In that case, it’s time to wrap it up.

Chapter 97 The Threat of the Paladin

Thinking of this, Hawthorne then took out a spell book from his waist bag, threw it to Heidi, and said weakly: "Heidi, go and see how Ekta is. Uh, she should be fine, but she should be woken up."

The book records the spell "Healing". Although Ekta was hit by a storm hammer, his injuries should not be that serious. A little treatment would be enough.

"Ah."

Heidi responded without refusing, and then said to the mosquito that was hovering by her ear: "Andre, come here and use this book to heal the injured Ekta."

Obviously, her mana is running low now, and she can only ask other witches to cast spells to heal the unconscious Ekta.

Unfortunately, as the weakest witch in the entire monastery, Andreni didn't fight much, but she didn't have much magic power left: "Uh... I'm afraid not. Ah, Cuibisi, how much magic power do you have left?"

At the entrance of the lumber yard, Cuibisi walked in slowly and helped up the unconscious Ekta, with a helpless expression: "I am the one who consumed the most energy, okay? I was the one who released the poisonous fog over such a large area, how could I have enough energy to treat her..."

"Yuta, you don't have much magic power left?"

After explaining this, she then asked loudly. However, in the distance, Yuta also looked embarrassed: "The restrictions of the slow spell are too great. I have been using magic to speed myself up to offset its effect..."

Seeing that the witches were all powerless, Huo Sang couldn't help but sigh: "Is there really no one who can save the unconscious Ai?

Has Keta been rescued?"

As he said this, suddenly, from the dark corner, an excited female voice came out: "I can! Where is the wounded? I can treat her!"

Ok?

Hearing the sound, Huo Sang turned his head to look, but found that he could not see clearly, so he chanted an incantation and released a "light spell", which allowed him to see more things with the help of the strong light.

For example, the bodies of the investigators whose backs of their heads were opened and their brains were taken out. The bloody scenes shocked his eyes and almost made him vomit.

Damn, I can’t look at this!

Forcing himself to look away, he continued to look in the direction of the sound. He saw a blonde girl tied up with hemp ropes, with dirty hair and face, but still unable to hide her natural beauty and good figure. She was looking at him with anxious eyes and continued to shout: "Hey - I'm here! Come here!"

Hawthorne was immediately shocked: Damn, the fact that a beautiful girl adventurer would explode in the monster's lair was not just a joke in the game, but a real background setting? !

I just destroyed a cultist's lair - and this lair was built by Die in less than a month - and there are still captured beautiful female adventurers here, waiting for me to rescue them?

hiss……

Stimulate!

He thought so, then waved his hand and responded loudly: "Got it!"

As he spoke, he handed the unconscious Butterfly to Heidi who was standing beside him to take care of her, and he quickly stepped forward: "Heidi, Jutta, Andre, clean up the battlefield, and remember to destroy anything that might be related to Butterfly and us. Cuibisi, bring Ekta with you and come over to take a look."

After saying this, he took two quick steps and when he got to them, he suddenly realized what was happening and asked, "Uh, who are you?"

Although I guess the other person is most likely not a bad person, it is still more appropriate to ask.

An Nuo felt humiliated, but he had to bite the bullet and answered, "We are the investigation team sent by the Black Rod Tower to investigate the tragedy that happened on the night of the double moon. We were captured here because we fell into the conspiracy and ambush of these evil cultists..."

She explained feebly, trying to exaggerate the ambush she had suffered so as not to appear so embarrassed, but the more she spoke, the hotter her face became, and she felt so ashamed that she could not face anyone.

Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's how it is. Ah, you all have suffered!"

Great! These people are safe and sound, and the cult has been destroyed. I can report to the higher-ups, and my monastery is safe.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sympathy when he saw the investigators from the Black Rod Tower rolling their eyes, foaming at the mouth, and lying on the ground. He sighed from the bottom of his heart, "These cultists are so hateful. They actually tortured you so cruelly and turned you into a state that is neither human nor ghost!"

Following behind him, Cuibisi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the cultists are really abominable!"

An Nuo gritted his teeth secretly, and finally defended himself: "It was not those cultists who tortured them on purpose, but someone deliberately released poison gas to fumigate them..."

Hawthorne suddenly realized, and then nodded repeatedly: "These believers actually used stench to deliberately torture the captives. How cruel!"

Cuibis looked up at the sky: "Yes, the cultists are really abominable!"

An Nuo suddenly felt helpless and had to give up. He said, "Whatever you say, that's it," and stopped dwelling on the topic: "Um, can you let us go?"

Hawthorne did not waste any more time and untied her. The girl stood up and patted the dust off her hands. Even though her face and hair were covered with stains, she was still beautiful.

She then extended her hand to him generously: "Hello, brave wizard. My name is Anor Amkasla, a paladin, and the captain of the investigation team sent by the Black Rod Tower this time."

"Thank you very much for your rescue. May I ask your name?"

Suddenly, Hawthorne froze: "Paladin... Knight?"

Holy shit, I thought it would be a warrior or an arcane knight or something, but it turned out to be a paladin?!

Could it be that she has already discovered...

Noticing that his expression was not right, An Nuo was stunned: "Yeah, yes, what's wrong?"

Hawthorne quickly restrained his expression and put on a serious attitude: "Uh... nothing, it's just... did you notice anything unusual? Just, use your perception ability."

"After all, monsters often have many methods, and my methods are limited. I am also afraid that she has not been completely destroyed, but has escaped in some way..."

His eyes were fixed on the girl in front of him, and he had made up his mind that if this female paladin saw through the true nature of Heidi and the other "monsters", then he must take her life here no matter what!

Even if it will cause huge troubles later, it can be dealt with afterwards, whether it is framing the cultists or exposing Regolas in advance. In short, the biggest secret of the monastery must not be exposed!

The witches are the people closest to him, and they must not make any mistakes!

Chapter 98 Anno and Porter

Huo Sang was so nervous, but An Nuo smiled and said, "Sir, you are indeed rigorous, but you are worrying too much this time. Since the beginning of the battle, I have been concentrating all the time, using the 'Sacred

"Sense" to detect every move around. "

At this point, she put on a very certain expression and tone: "So I am very sure that the evil, huge brain-shaped monster has been completely destroyed, without any residue left."

Her behavior seemed to say that all his worries were unnecessary. However, Hawthorne was still not reassured. With caution, he nodded slowly and said, "Then... OK."

"Then, Sister Ekta, I leave it to you."

He said this and signaled Cuibisi to carry Ekta up. The witches also heard the conversation here and sensed Hawthorne's mood, so they gathered together and looked at Anno with vigilant eyes.

The latter was completely unaware of this, and placed his hand on Ekta's shoulder, silently saying, "Lay on Hands!"

A gentle golden light lit up, and the healing divine power continued to flow into Ekta's body. After a few seconds, the poor witch who was knocked unconscious by the storm hammer woke up slowly, with confusion in her eyes: "Ah... I..."

Hawthorne finally heaved a sigh of relief, his heart falling back into his stomach: "Ah, Sister Ekta, it's the best that you are safe!"

Fortunately, it seems that after "purification", the evil nature of the witches has indeed changed: at least, the holy perception of the paladin will no longer identify them as enemies, and "holy healing" will not cause harm to them.

And all of this was witnessed by An Nuo, a genuine Paladin. This way, I can completely relax!

As he thought about this, he saw a smile on An Nuo's face in front of him: "The ability of the Paladin is unique and cannot be impersonated."

Hawthorne was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

This girl actually thought that I was doubting that her identity as a paladin was fake...

I swear to God, I have never doubted this matter. I was just worried that the true identities of the witches would be exposed...

However, Hawthorne was happy to see her misunderstanding. He then laughed awkwardly and stiffly changed the subject: "Uh... Your comrades are still in a coma and need treatment, right?"

An Nuo suppressed his smile and shook his head slightly: "They... just fainted from the smoke, their lives are not in danger. Are there any other injured people? Those who fought bloody battles tonight should be treated first."

Hawthorne nodded. "Yes! There is also a leader of Amazon female warriors. Her name is... uh, I forgot her name. Anyway, she was also hit by the cult leader and is in a very bad condition now."

"Ms. Anno, please come here."

As he spoke, he led Anno over, stepped over Kentez's bloody body, and walked to Porter's side.

Annuo squatted down, stretched out his hand, the light of holy healing lit up, and the seriously injured Potter slowly woke up.

As if it was some kind of fighting instinct, she woke up immediately after opening her eyes, her body suddenly jumped up, she took a vigilant posture, looked around, and then exclaimed: "Kentzi is dead?!"

Before An Nuo had the chance to ask who Kentz was, Hawthorne suddenly had an idea and answered, "Yes, Kentz, the culprit who summoned monsters, colluded with the cult, attacked you and me, and caused the bloodbath tonight, has been killed by me personally!"

An Nuo glanced at him and thought that this man was really eager for quick success. The battle had just ended, but he was already taking the credit here.

Although he did play a great role in what happened tonight, in her opinion, this behavior of actively seeking credit was not noble enough.

As a human being, we should be humble, accommodating, and indifferent to fame and fortune!

In front of him, Porter was slightly stunned, then he reacted and shouted: "Great! Kentez, the high-ranking official of the Sannasa Guild who cheated civilians, murdered people for money, and did all kinds of evil, has finally gotten what he deserved!"

The two of them cooperated very well. Annuo was a little confused for a moment and felt that these two people were a little too excited.

Ah, I heard that on the night of the double moon, the Amazons and the Sanasa Guild were fighting each other, and there were heavy casualties, so it is normal to be a little excited now!

Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief. This Amazon was quite cooperative and both sides spoke with one voice.

In this way, the tragic death of Kentez and these cultists took all the blame, and the truth of tonight was concealed.

Porter retracted her fighting stance and stood up straight, so Hawthorne and Anno had to raise their heads to look at her. Then they saw that she had a fake business smile on her face: "My name is Gail Porter, the director of the information department of Amazon Fisheries Company. Here is my business card."

As she spoke, she handed over two small cards: "For this battle tonight, do you know the names of this Master Mage and this Master Paladin?"

Anno then introduced himself, and then both girls' eyes fell on Hawthorne.

"I'm Nigel Hawthorne," he introduced himself. Cuibis had forged a new identity for him. "I'm the new priest at the Monastery of the Goddess of Life. We're still practicing together. I sensed the presence of demons here tonight, so I came here with my sisters to purify the evil."

As he said this, he smiled at both of them, not worrying that Annuo would suddenly yell "heretic" or something and draw his sword.

Time

Times have changed. Since the Holy Catastrophe, the gods of order have reached a consensus to return the dominance of the material world to mortals, so they modified the original rules and reached a new iron law.

From then on, the Paladin, a profession that originally had to be approved by the gods to gain power, broke free from the shackles of religion and gained freedom.

The Paladin no longer has to swear allegiance to God. No matter who she believes in or what race she is, as long as she swears sincerely and vows to save the suffering, help the weak, or fight evil from now on, in short, to dedicate her life to maintaining order and justice, she can be recognized by the new order and rules and gain divine power.

If one violates his oath, even if the Paladin's actions are for the benefit of a god of order and justice, he will be deprived of his power by the new rules revised by the gods, and will not be able to use any power until he has atonement for his sins.

Therefore, the profession of Paladin is not only a synonym for "powerful", but also a synonym for "reliable". Now that Hawthorne has a legitimate identity, he can naturally speak openly in front of this Paladin who has a different faith.

Chapter 99: Amazon Seed-Gathering Customs

Hearing him say this, Porter suddenly realized: "So that's why, no wonder you nuns look so familiar, we are actually neighbors."

An Nuo also suddenly realized: "So it's the Church of the Goddess of Life, no wonder..."

As she said this, her eyes were suddenly filled with sympathy, and the slight repulsion she had felt before because Hawthorne had taken the initiative to take credit disappeared without a trace.

The Church of the Goddess of Life...how pitiful.

Those who are still holding on to that church and have not abandoned their faith are a group of people who truly have firm faith and are willing to endure endless suffering...

Everyone in Liber Port knew that the Goddess of Life had been murdered and her whereabouts were still unknown. After all, the church had been in decline for so many years, and it was impossible to keep these secrets hidden.

Other churches - such as the Church of the God of Justice where Annuo is - may also be very poor, but after all, their gods are still there, they can see hope, and under the guidance of the gods, they will follow the right path and make the world a better place.