Witch Monastery

Feat: Extend Spell

Spell

Spells: Blade Guard, Magic Explosion, Light, Electric Claw

First-level spells: create water/dry water, mage armor, shield, absorb elements, false life, sleep.

Second-level spell: Wind Creation

Remaining purification points: 4729

After a month of hard training, his physique improved a little bit, and his height and weight also increased significantly. However, now he is only at the level of a normal person, and there is still a distance between him and those excellent melee adventurers.

Just like that Kentz, who was as strong as a wild boar. That night, he endured the poisonous gas and used his body to withstand five or six explosions of magic energy from him, but he seemed to be unharmed and it did not affect the battle at all.

This ability to withstand blows is really much stronger than his. Roughly estimated, his physique must be at least sixteen points, or even higher!

Thinking of this, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh. In the previous life, there was a saying that the poor learned literature and the rich learned martial arts. Although in this fantasy world, the truly rich people all learned magic, the real martial artists had a huge demand for nutrition, and their expenses could not be low.

Therefore, in such a poor place as the slums, without a lot of nutrition, Kentz can still have such a strong physique and a higher warrior level than Porter. It can be imagined that he is definitely gifted, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a little genius on the road to becoming a warrior.

But such a genius never made any career until his death. He spent his whole life in this slum, struggling with a group of low-level hooligans, risking his life for a bite of food, wasting his talent and talent in vain...

Thinking of this, Hawthorne couldn't help but look out the window, across the wall, towards the direction of the slums.

In this chaotic Nangang District, how many gifted people have buried their talents in vain and lived a mediocre life because of this unreasonable world?

Chapter 106: The Desire of an Amazon Woman

Hawthorne couldn't help feeling disappointed, but then he shook his head, getting rid of the unnecessary thoughts in his mind.

Forget it, I haven’t even created a future for myself, so how can I have the energy to care about others!

With a self-deprecating laugh, Hawthorne collected his thoughts and continued to look at his attribute panel. His occupation column "Warlock" was also changed to "Curse Swordsman", but the occupation characteristics did not change much.

The only changes were to add two new abilities, one was the newly acquired witch curse warrior, and the other was the curse sword curse that had been practiced before.

The effect of "Curse of the Cursed Sword" is to cast a curse on an enemy within thirty meters. Every time you hit him thereafter, the curse will trigger a resonance and cause additional damage to the enemy. If you kill him, the curse will also absorb his vitality and give it back to you.

He had already mastered this ability. With the help of the study and the Eye of the Rune Guardian, he fully understood what Die said in less than three weeks and then acquired this ability.

However, after he learned this skill, his profession did not change to a curse swordsman. Until today, he also mastered the ability of "curse warrior", and he was finally able to complete the advancement!

In short, the career advancement was completed successfully. He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the system interface, and then walked to the side door.

He deliberately adjusted the location of the building so that the bathroom was right next to the training ground. After taking a good shower, he changed his clothes and planned to read in the study before going to dinner.

However, what he didn't expect was that just as he walked out of the bathroom door, he saw Yuta walking towards him, bowing slightly to him respectfully, and said, "Father Hawthorne, Ms. Porter is here to see you."

This is their habit. Once there are outsiders, no matter how far away they are, they must act in a businesslike manner to avoid being noticed by outsiders.

Hearing this, Huo Sang's face suddenly fell: "Why are you so busy every day..."

Ever since the night when Butterfly was tamed, people would come to the monastery every now and then: some were slum dwellers who were preparing to sell their houses, some were clerks from the district hall, some were investigators from the Gray Hand team, and then there was this Porter...

The first three came to the monastery for a legitimate reason, and it was official business, but Porter came...

She was just bored and came here to tease Hawthorne!

Every time this woman came over, she would either hook his chin or pinch his nose. Last time, she even touched his butt. She acted like a sex-loving female pervert, and Hawthorne wanted to stay away from her.

This woman has a big company behind her and can get paid even if she does nothing. But he is different. He has a lot of things to do!

However, he couldn't help but receive this woman...

Seeing Hawthorne's distressed look, Yuta came over, his face gradually became serious, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Master, do you want me to just..."

She hadn't finished her words, but her words were full of murderous intent. Hawthorne waved his hand and flatly refused, "No, no, Porter is a big shot in our area, and we've had a lot of contact recently."

"If she were to die suddenly, the Nangang District, which had finally calmed down, would be in turmoil again, and we would definitely be the main suspect."

As he said this, he scratched his hair with a slight headache, trying to make it look messy and unkempt, and then said: "It's not worth offending the Amazons because of such a small matter. I will deal with her. Well, it shouldn't take long to get rid of her."

As he said this, he walked straight to the door. Yuta stepped aside, made way for him, looked at his back, bit his lower lip slightly, and said unwillingly: "Master..."

Here, Hawthorne walked straight to the gate and saw Porter, a typical Amazon woman with bronze skin, tall stature, hot body and cool clothes, as if she didn't know the cold at all. She had moved a stone block from somewhere and was now sitting on it, with her two long and toned legs crossed without any grace, basking in the sun, waiting for him to come over.

Seeing him walk out of the door, the woman's bright red lips suddenly opened into a warm and brilliant smile: "Hey, Father Hawthorne, you finally stopped guarding those fair and lovely nuns of yours and are willing to come out to see me?"

As she spoke, she stood up from the stone pier and walked straight towards him, like a hunting lioness walking towards the poor little white rabbit.

Hawthorne subconsciously took a half step back, intimidated by her majestic aura. He swallowed his saliva secretly, mustered up his courage, and said, "Ms. Porter, I remember... it shouldn't be time to get off work now, right?"

Employees at the Amazon Fisheries Company get off work at six o'clock every evening, but in such a vibrant company, overtime is often very serious. After all, the more business they can get, the more money they can make, so employees are happy to work until late at night.

The sun was already setting, but the rays were still fierce. No matter what, it couldn't be time to get off work now.

In response, Porter chuckled: "I am the director of the Information Department. It is my job to come and ask about the recent situation of my old friend and collect some information."

As she said this, she suddenly took a step forward, leaned forward slightly, and her face was almost touching his: "Your situation is very important to me."

As she spoke, her warm breath hit his face, causing Hawthorne to take another half step back, his heart beating faster: "Uh... I'm just an ordinary priest, I'm afraid it's not that important. Do you have anything else to do? I still have my own work to do, so if you don't have anything else, please..."

He turned around and tried to leave, but Porter immediately grabbed him and pressed him against the wall next to him, then suddenly raised his long legs and stepped on the wall next to his shoulders.

thump—

So Hawthorne was trapped on the wall by her, unable to move.

"Uh……"

Hawthorne turned his head away, trying not to look at her bare foot wearing only one sandal, a drop of sweat dripping from his forehead: "This... this is not good, Ms. Porter, if outsiders see this, I'm afraid they will suspect..."

His whole body was tense and nervous. It wasn't that he had never seen a woman before, but this woman's fierce aura completely suppressed him. Her undisguised greedy eyes seemed to want to swallow him whole!

So Hawthorne could only tremble in fear.

He didn't know. The more he looked like this, the cuter he looked in Porter's eyes. "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

Her heart was restless, and she felt endless desire burning in her heart.

Chapter 107 Seduction in Person

Ah, I really want to press him down right now, pinch his little face, and play with his body hard...

I really want to ride on him head-on, squeeze out his essence, and see what kind of brilliant life will result from his union with me...

No, I have to hold it in. He is already very alert now, if I go any further, I'm afraid he will really hate me...

Thinking of this, Porter suppressed his burning desire, and before Hawthorne could say the second word of rejection or condemnation, he retracted his thigh, stood still, and then found a legitimate excuse: "Okay, no more jokes, Father, I really came here for something serious this time."

"I heard that you are planning to build a house to sell recently?"

Hawthorne was startled, and swallowed back all the righteous criticisms he had just prepared. He said, "Ah, yes, there are plans in this regard. After all, you also know that our Church of the Goddess of Life has had a difficult time in recent years..."

He was not surprised that Portel knew the news. The nuns' high-profile purchase of land and their bribery of officials in the district hall to simplify various procedures could not be hidden from the Amazons.

These women have been colluding with the district government to illegally and irregularly grab a lot of profits for a long time. Porter is the director of the information department. His main job is to collect all kinds of intelligence, so he naturally knows all about this.

"To be honest, some of our soldiers really want to buy a house in Nangang District." Porter said seriously, "So, if the price is right, we may really purchase a batch collectively."

"By the way, what is the quality of your house? What price are you planning to sell it for?"

What she said was true, but the matter was not that urgent. At least not many people were willing to buy, so it was not worth her making a trip in broad daylight.

Her target was still Hawthorne himself, but she had just suppressed her desire to touch him.

Huo Sang was about to quote the price, but he swallowed it back and quoted a false price: "Let's go by the market price. This is our first time doing business like this, so we don't know much about it. It should be... 80 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room, and then sold at ten gold coins per square meter... probably."

Porter raised his eyebrows. "So cheap? What kind of house are you going to build? If it's a wooden house like those in the slums, we won't buy it."

This price can indeed be considered a bargain. After all, the land, design drawings, construction materials, workers' wages, bribes to officials, etc., which one is not a huge sum of money?

And there will definitely be many accidents and troubles in the process, so all in all, the price of ten gold coins per square meter is definitely a loss.

"Of course it's not that thing." Hawthorne said, and then pointed to the stone house on District Hall Street not far away, "It's like that."

Porter showed a look of surprise, then chuckled: "If you go with this price, don't regret it later."

Of course, she didn't know that he actually had special means to save a lot of costs. She smiled and said, "Then I will come to you again to discuss some things. Ah, if we buy a lot, remember to give us a discount."

Hawthorne raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded: "Definitely."

Both of them thought they had the other one beat.

As they were saying this, Heidi and Cuibis turned the corner in the direction of the slums and slowly walked towards this side.

Seeing the two of them, Potter sighed slightly. She knew that they didn't like her and were more eloquent than her - last time she was severely ridiculed by Cuibis, every word hit her sore spot, and she couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

She knew she had to go, but leaving in such a frustrated and humiliated way was not the style of an Amazon woman.

Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly lowered her head. While Hawthorne was not paying attention, she kissed him on the face. Then, while he was confused, she walked away laughing.

Hawthorne was stunned, but the Amazon woman walked away quickly, and it was impossible to catch up with her. Then, he saw Heidi and Tribis walking up to him with unfriendly faces, with murderous intent in their beautiful eyes, staring at the tall back of Porter who left arrogantly.

They had both seen Porter's bold move just now, so at this moment, Cuibisi gritted her teeth, her heart full of resentment: "That woman comes here all day long, but does nothing. She must have bad intentions!"

"I must find an opportunity to give her a good beating.

Only then!"

"That's right, teach her a lesson, so that she will remember it!"

Seeing this, Hawthorne was immediately embarrassed: "Uh, actually not. She came here for a serious matter this time. She wanted to ask about the estimated price of our property after it is built. She said that their employees do have this demand and will buy it if the price is right..."

Cuibisi was speechless: "Ah... this..."

She knew that if the monastery wanted to upgrade, it would require a lot of money. However, she looked at the lip print left on Hawthorne's face suspiciously, and was confused, but finally decided to pretend not to see it: "Ah, well, it seems that I wronged her this time..."

As she spoke, her eyes still flickered. Heidi came forward, took out a handkerchief, and with a gentle look, helped him wipe off the lip gloss and saliva on his cheek.

Huo Sang was touched in his heart, but then he heard her softly ask: "Master, are you tired of us, so you want to try the taste of women outside?"

He immediately felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his head. Although he knew that the witches would never harm him, this sentence still made him shudder. He shook his head repeatedly and denied it flatly: "No, no, how could it be possible, Heidi, don't worry, I only respect Porter, the powerful female warrior, and I definitely don't have any improper thoughts..."

Heidi lowered her eyes, her voice still a little resentful: "I'm not talking about her..."

Hawthorne was stunned, and then he heard the girl start to talk about the past quietly: "That day, Miss Annuo came to see you, and I saw you two talking at the door. You chatted for a long time, and she was laughing so happily."

"The master is also smiling happily. I have never seen the master so happy before..."

Suddenly, Hawthorne felt his scalp tingling, and what lingered in his mind was the pure and beautiful smile of An Nuo, who came in plain clothes at sunset that day, and the shy but admiring look in his eyes.

He felt guilty for a moment, and his back was covered with cold sweat. His heartbeat accelerated rapidly: "No, no, Heidi, you misunderstood, I was just dealing with her..."

He cared about the witches' feelings, just as they cared about him. He wanted to treat them as his most precious people and love them, so he naturally didn't want them to feel bitter or wronged.

Even though this does not change their loyalty to themselves.

Explaining dryly, he glanced outside the street and saw that no one was around, so he pulled Cuibisi over, walked into the yard, closed the door, and held them both in his arms. Then he said softly, "I was really just flattering her. The Gray Hand is obviously here to investigate. I must deal with it well and not let her get suspicious, so as not to let the Black Rod Tower's eyes fall on us."

"Don't worry, dear. I only respect Paladins like Annuo who punish evil and promote good. I absolutely don't have any inappropriate blasphemous thoughts..."

As he said this, Heidi's expression softened slightly.

"By the way, Master." Then, Cuibisi suddenly asked, "Why do you always call An Nuo and her investigation team 'Gray Hands'?"

Hawthorne was a little confused about this: "Because they are called 'Gray Hand', an action organization under the Black Rod Tower."

As he spoke, he searched through his remaining memories and began to recount the settings in the game: "Since the disappearance of the Goddess of Magic, the Black Rod Tower has been unable to mass-produce mages who can cast third-level spells. So in order to maintain its own combat effectiveness, it had to establish such an organization. On the one hand, it can do things for itself, and on the other hand, it can select outstanding members to supplement the Black Rod Tower's strength..."

Chapter 108 Secondary Monastery

Libel Port is a city that is closely connected to the Goddess of Magic: the best university here, the Strixhaven School of Magic, has five founding dragons who are all allies of the Goddess of Magic; the city's guard, the Black Rod Tower, is composed of fifth-level wizards who were given power by the Goddess of Magic herself; even the current public lord of Libel Port, Lady Lyra Silverhand, is the Goddess of Magic's real daughter...

Everything here is closely related to this great goddess. Therefore, it is conceivable that when the goddess of magic, the strongest golden thigh of the entire material world and even the entire multiverse, disappears, it is natural that Libel Port will decline rapidly, lose control, and become a comprador city controlled by foreign forces.

"Uh, you all haven't heard of it?"

Looking at the almost horrified expressions on the faces of the two witches, Hawthorne scratched his head slightly: "Are you so shocked? It's just a human military organization..."

Heidi swallowed her saliva, her beautiful eyes widened, her shock evident in her words: "No, Master, what did you just say?"

"The Goddess of Magic... is missing?!"

Hawthorne nodded gently: "Yes, that's it..."

He opened his mouth and was about to explain, but was suddenly stunned.

wrong!

The Goddess of Magic was murdered by the God of Murder and several other evil gods and has been missing ever since. No one knows about this yet!

This is a secret that will only be revealed in the very late stages of the game, or even after several major versions are released!

Shit, I checked so many guides and was spoiled so many times that I forgot that this is a major event that won’t be revealed until many years later, and I almost let it slip!

If you are not careful, disaster will come