Witch Monastery

If I say that and then get targeted by that madman called the God of Murder, then I really won't be able to seek justice!

Thinking of this, Huo Sang couldn't help but feel a little scared. He quickly shook his head and said to the girls, "It's nothing, just a guess... Uh, don't tell anyone!"

Suddenly, the two witches' expressions gradually became serious and a little cold. They obviously realized the seriousness of the matter. They nodded and said, "Understood!"

Hawthorne let out a long breath, then changed the subject: "How did it go today?"

Hearing this, Heidi smiled and said, "It's going better than expected. Master, take a look. Maybe we can upgrade the monastery now?"

Hearing this, Hawthorne stretched out his finger, clicked on the system, and then raised his eyebrows.

It shows that at this moment the area of ​​the monastery has expanded to 10,200 square meters, which is just enough for upgrading!

In addition, the witches had frequently distributed porridge in the past and had already accumulated enough reputation, so now, they can upgrade immediately!

"Okay!" He nodded heavily. "Tonight, when it's late, we will upgrade the monastery to level two!"

He was eager to try, after all, his career was about to reach a new level and new opportunities were just around the corner!

……

That night, inside the monastery, in the main church, where the goddess of life is worshipped.

The six witches and Hawthorne gathered here with solemn expressions. The monastery's upgrade was about to begin. This was a rare moment, so there had to be some sense of ceremony.

The statue of the goddess is more than three meters tall. The dust on its body has been wiped clean and it has never been as shiny as it is today.

In the past, as long as no one from the headquarters came to check, the witches would not come here once a year, and the place was almost completely abandoned.

And now, everything has changed.

Looking at the holy and maternal statue in front of him, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh. The goddess of life is the best goddess in the world. All her efforts are to make her believers live in happiness and enjoy the beauty of life. She has no other desire.

However, adhering to the idea that "good people don't live long", this kind goddess was also murdered, and it is still unknown whether she is alive or dead - the game doesn't tell you, and it is estimated that a new version will be released later, but unfortunately Hawthorne can't wait any longer.

Thinking of the noble but tragic life of this goddess, Hawthorne's eyes fell on her statue for a long time. Seeing him in this posture, Heidi leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Master, have you also fallen in love with the goddess of life?"

Hawthorne came back to his senses, shook his head and denied it, "No, I only have respect for this merciful and loving goddess, and I don't have any desire or thought to blaspheme."

As he said this, he also knew that he had been reminiscing for too long, so he called up the system and said, "Well, I'm going to start now."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped on the "Monastery Level" column in the system.

hum-

One thousand purification points were spent like flowing water, and a milky white glow spread out from the statue of the Goddess of Life, covering the entire monastery in an instant.

Outside, the original wall collapsed silently, but new, taller and stronger walls were erected, enclosing all the land he had bought, marking it as the monastery's territory.

In the hall, the witches also felt the changes in their bodies. The statue of the goddess of life continued to radiate gentle white light, shining on them, and the momentum of each of them was rising steadily, and their strength was constantly increasing.

Hawthorne looked at this scene in surprise, then looked at the statue of the goddess, thinking about something.

Could it be that the nature of the system is actually in some inextricable connection with the missing goddess of life?

He didn't know, it was just an unfounded guess. Over there, the white light on the witches finally went out. Heidi raised her hands, feeling her own magic power, and her voice sounded unbelievable: "Master, I... I seem to have become stronger!"

Cuibisi's voice sounded even more excited: "Master, my essence seems to have recovered a part!"

The remaining four people were equally excited, and it was obvious that they had all benefited greatly from this process. Hawthorne kept a smile on his face, as if everything was as expected, but when he heard Cuibisi's sigh, he couldn't help but frown.

What kind of power do purification points represent?

He couldn't figure it out, and these questions lingered in his mind and wouldn't go away.

Forget it, let's make the best of it. At least for now, the system is of great benefit to me and has no harm at all - without it, I would have been sucked to death by Heidi on the first day of my journey.

As for now, let’s just focus on doing the task at hand well!

Chapter 109 The Only Building: Altar

Hawthorne then switched to the building page and upgraded the dormitory, study, and training ground to level two, spending 600 purification points in one go.

In this way, their auxiliary efficiency becomes higher and their capacity becomes larger. For example, the study room can assist two people at the same time in the future, learning spells and various magic energy invocations with higher efficiency.

For example, in the dormitory, if nothing unexpected happens, his big bed is now big enough to accommodate eight people at the same time.

You don’t need to be in a big bath to have a silver party…

Of course, this is only a secondary function. The main function is to improve the quality of rest for those living inside...

cough!

Without delay, he found the secondary building he had long admired in the system interface: the altar.

altar

only

Cost: 200 Purification Points.

Description: Offering sacrifices on the altar can ignite the sacrificial fire and purify the evil forces in the atmosphere. For each gold coin worth of sacrifices offered, one purification point can be obtained on that day.

The maximum number of purification points you can obtain per day is 10.

Remaining offering value: 0 gold coins.

The advantage of a building that uses money to exchange for purification points is that it can earn a large number of purification points sustainably, and the cost is not high - at least with the funds Hawthorne currently has, it will be no problem to burn it for three or four years.

The downside is that this thing is too slow, only ten points a day, only more than 3,600 points a year, and you can only make one...

If nothing goes wrong, the number of purification points consumed for upgrading completely corresponds to the experience points in the game, so upgrading the profession to the maximum level - that is, level 20 - should require a total of 350,000 purification points.

At this rate, it will take a hundred years to save enough!

Fortunately, I am still young and destined to live in this world. If I save up over the years, it will be a considerable income...

But it's still too slow!

Alas, we can only hope that when the monastery reaches a higher level, the efficiency of this thing will increase exponentially!

"Heidi, go get all the offerings out of the warehouse." He then suppressed his resentment and said, "I have already set up the altar, go put everything on it, and it will work on its own."

Heidi nodded and turned to leave. Hawthorne did not pause, and then spent another 100 purification points to build a wall inside the monastery to separate different areas so that they would not interfere with each other.

Then, he spent another 100 points to open a level one sewing shop, spent another 200 points to upgrade it to level two, and spent another 400 points to open a blacksmith shop and a trading post respectively.

He placed the sewing shop and the blacksmith shop deep inside the monastery, while the trading post faced the street outside, on the side next to the district hall.

It looked like just a grocery store, a small shop, but in this way he could earn a steady stream of gold coins.

However, as a result, his purification points were spent like water. After a while, he only had more than 2,100 points left. He was still short of the total amount needed for the upgrade...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, even if I don’t spend any purification points from now on, unless there is an unexpected surprise, I will have to wait nearly six months before I can upgrade again...

But don’t panic!

My body is still young, and there are still many things I can do. I can wait and develop slowly...

"Cuibisi," he continued, "You will be in charge of the trading post. You will still be in charge of the expenses of the monastery."

"Ekta, you take charge of the blacksmith shop and make some high-quality cooking utensils and fishing gear. These things will be in great demand."

"Jutta, you stay in the sewing shop for now. I'll tell you about some special types of clothes later. You can try your skills and see if you can make them..."

"Andre, continue eavesdropping in the slums to see if there are any other people who want to sell their houses and move near our monastery. Then tell Heidi. Our monastery needs to continue to expand its area..."

All the witches were assigned jobs, except Die. He wanted to keep this girl and help him study in the future.

Hawthorne estimated that the knowledge about his profession alone would be enough for him to learn all the way through next year.

Alas, the road ahead is still long!

After making the arrangements, he looked at the old ladies with sincere eyes: "Whether the monastery can develop well depends on your efforts, dear ones!"

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The witches each performed their duties, and the entire monastery immediately began to operate well. As for Hawthorne himself, he went into the study and made a complete study and exercise plan for his future self: get up at six in the morning and run in the morning;

Starting at 8 o'clock, learn the magic power to summon "Painful Magic Explosion".

At ten o'clock in the morning, go jogging again to train your physical fitness.

Then return to the study and continue learning magic summoning.

After lunch, take a half-hour nap.

Same thing in the afternoon...

After dinner, study for two hours, then take a shower...

Looking at his packed schedule, he couldn't help but sigh: What a plan that requires extreme self-discipline!

My future self will definitely thank my current self for working so hard!

But when I think about it carefully, it has been nearly three months since I traveled through time. I have been either studying or training. My daily schedule is fully scheduled. Apart from taking a shower and sleeping, I have almost no time to rest.

There were hardly any relaxing entertainment activities, let alone any celebratory moments of overeating, drinking and singing...

Oh, except for having a silver party with the witches.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: His life is as hard as that of an ascetic monk!

Before he finished being infatuated

, the mosquito controlled by Andrei suddenly spoke in his ear: "Master, Miss Annuo is here to see you again."

Hawthorne's eyes lit up immediately, completely different from yesterday when he heard that Porter was coming. He didn't care about the fact that the plan said he had to study "Painful Magic Explosion" seriously. He pushed the chair away and stood up, then walked out: "Tell her to wait, I'll be there soon!"

As he spoke, he had already opened the door, walked across the gravel path in the garden, and headed towards the gate of the monastery.

At the gate of the monastery, the blonde and blue-eyed Anno was wearing no makeup. Her long wavy blonde hair was simply tied behind her head with a blue headband. She carried a delicate and small leather handbag in her hand. She stood straight and quietly at the door with her legs together, waiting for Hawthorne to come.

She was not wearing the heavy plate armor today, but a carefully selected slim-fitting moon-white silk dress. The high chest of the dress was decorated with two rows of white pearls with golden silk threads, which looked like bubbles reflecting the sunlight on the rough sea, catching people's eyes.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with nervousness and anticipation, looking forward to the time she would spend with that person today.

Inside the monastery, Hawthorne tried to look calm, but his quick steps still revealed his true mood. He walked over, opened the door, and saw Anno bathed in the morning light. He suddenly felt that the world was brightened, like spring flowers blooming: "Sorry for the wait, Miss Anno."

Chapter 110: The Young Paladin

It was early in the morning, and the Anno family did not live in the South Port District, but in the distant Black Rod District. One could imagine how early she had gotten up to rush to the monastery at this time.

Seeing him coming over, An Nuo's beautiful face also bloomed with an angelic smile: "No, Father, you are joking. I only waited here for a short while, and you came."

As she said this, she blinked her big eyes, her long golden eyelashes reflected the sunlight, and her blue eyes sparkled with a gentle light like water. She looked at his face, but after looking at him, she suddenly lowered her head with a ruddy face, as if she didn't dare to look into his eyes: "Father, I came here this time to give you a spell book."

Since that night, Anno often came to the monastery to ask him questions in the name of "investigating the past crimes of the Shannasa Guild."

At the beginning, she would still call him and other nuns over very seriously and interrogate them in the temporary room provided by the District Hall, and someone would take notes.

But later, "investigation" became a pure excuse. She stopped calling other nuns over, and the questions she asked gradually shifted from gang fights to daily life in Nangang District. Later, she even stopped going to the small dark room. The two of them just walked casually outside together, chatting about random things.

After all, Hawthorne was a player, and he knew more interesting things than Anno had imagined, such as jokes about occupational discrimination like "Rogue is the perfect profession - the Rogue Professional Guild's announcement", which always made Anno laugh.

He was also happy to chat with this girl, and after a few times, he asked her to help him find some spell books containing high-level spells, considering that she was a noblewoman and now worked for the Black Rod Tower, so she should have many connections.

An Nuo understood this very well. After all, after the disappearance of the Goddess of Life, the Church of the Goddess could no longer produce new priests. Therefore, if the believers wanted to have some ability to protect themselves, they could only find a way out by honing their martial arts or learning magic.

"Oh? Miss Annuo, you still remember this? Thank you very much." Hawthorne's eyes lit up, and then he saw Annuo took out a sheepskin-covered spell book from her bag and handed it to him: "Time is in a hurry, so I can only find this one at the moment. Father, take a look, does it help you?"

Hawthorne took it, opened it, flipped through it casually, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Damn, there is actually a five-ring spell recorded on it!

Although the fifth and sixth rings are a watershed, the third ring spell is also a watershed. This book has already included the highest ring spells after the first ring watershed, so it is already worth a thousand gold!

This is this...

Although this book is not a magical item, the value of the knowledge recorded in it starts at one thousand gold coins. It is worth it even if you spend two thousand gold coins to buy it!

Fortunately, I can still afford it.

"Very useful!" He nodded and looked at An Nuo seriously. "Thank you, An Nuo. How much is this book?"

Hearing him calling her name directly, An Nuo's eyes were a little evasive. "It's free. Uh, this is a spell book that my father got directly from a wizard friend of his when he wanted me to learn spells. It's been unused."

Mages don't need to be like Hawthorne, who had to memorize spells in his head before he could cast spells.

They only need to spend some money and some time to copy the spells into their own unique spell book, and then they can borrow the book to cast spells.

This is why mages often wear big glasses and hold a staff in one hand and a spellbook in the other on the battlefield.

But because of this, high-quality spell books are particularly important to mages. Therefore, when they reach a high level and have more money, mages will often spend more money to make more powerful spell books, and then copy the spells in the original books.