Witch Monastery

In this way, the record

A large number of old books on spells will naturally be unused and can be disposed of cheaply.

"I don't need this kind of thing either. Since it is helpful to you, Father, then... I'll give it to you..."

As he said this, An Nuo's cheeks had already turned red to his ears: "Just consider it as a way to repay you for saving us that day..."

Looking at the dodging look of the girl in front of him, Hawthorne couldn't help but recall how confident An Nuo was that night a month ago, even though he looked disheveled, he still spoke generously.

But now, when facing him, she was shy and timid. She looked at his face frequently but didn't dare to look him in the eye. Every time they met, she would hide away hurriedly like a frightened deer, which was very pitiful.

Hawthorne was more and more willing to be alone with this girl. He enjoyed listening to her soft voice pour out her troubles at work, share the joys of life, and then observe his reaction expectantly and shyly.

"Thank you, Miss Annuo." Having said this, Hawthorne put the spell book into his waist bag and continued, "Ms. Annuo, have you ever been to the monastery of the Goddess of Life? Would you like to come in and take a look?"

An Nuo was still hesitating about what reason to find to stay. He didn't want to leave right away. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Can a pagan like me really enter your monastery?"

"But Miss, you are first and foremost a Paladin, aren't you?" Hawthorne smiled. The Church of the Goddess of Life really didn't have so many rules. "Oh, if you still have official business to attend to, I'm sorry I can't see you off."

He played a trick of saying he was not happy, and sure enough, An Nuo held his breath and blushed, "No, I just happen to have nothing to do. I don't know what to do for the rest of the morning."

"Then... I'll have to trouble you to lead the way, Father. I'm also curious about the styles of monasteries in other churches..."

Having said this, she stepped forward, side by side with Hawthorne, stepped through the gate, entered the monastery, and strolled along the gravel path in the garden.

The monastery was not very large, and the plants there were only some common plants, and it was not even as beautiful as Annuo's own small yard. But at the moment, she was not interested in the landscape at all, and all her attention was on the person beside her.

She wanted to be closer to him, to feel his aura, which was as scorching and warm as the sun, but at the same time, the education she received since childhood forced her to remain reserved and express her feelings in an indirect way.

"Over there, that's our monastery's indoor training ground," Hawthorne introduced, pretending to inadvertently close the distance between her and him, with their shoulders and arms almost touching. "There are quite a few equipment inside. Come on, I'll take you in to have a look."

"Ah good……"

The sudden approach made An Nuo panic for a moment. She agreed timidly, her heartbeat quickened, but she did not distance herself from him. They walked towards the training ground almost closely together.

On the other side, the mosquitoes that lingered by the witches' ears spoke at the same time, and Andre's voice rang out: "Sisters, the master is taking An Nuo to the training ground alone!"

Chapter 111 Catch the adulterer

In the training ground.

“I didn’t expect that this room looked ordinary from the outside, but inside it was actually… amazing!”

Looking at the neatly arranged metal training equipment, weighted sandbags, blunt weapons, and archery targets on the wall, An Nuo couldn't help but sigh: "My training ground is not as good as this one."

This is the truth. Her private training ground was built specifically for her to train her in all the abilities necessary for a paladin.

The training ground of the monastery - especially now that it is at level two - allows all professions to train, and the variety of equipment is naturally richer.

"We can't help it. We are few in number. If we want to survive, we naturally have to know a little bit about everything." Huo Sang smiled softly, feeling extremely satisfied. "Being recognized by the young lady means that our previous money was not wasted. It is worth it!"

“It’s more than worth it.”

Anor walked forward and tapped the hilt with his fingers. Listening to the crisp sound, he was extremely excited: "My God, this quality... Is this the product of the dwarves? Or is it the steel of Sein?"

In this world, although magic exists, it is impossible for noble wizards to be blacksmiths and forge iron themselves. Therefore, the iron-making technology in this world is very similar to the iron-making method in the ancient times of the previous life.

However, the blast furnace ironmaking method that can produce large quantities of high-quality iron is currently only mastered by the dwarves and the Sayin Empire: the former did so because they enslaved a fire elemental lord, while the latter truly mastered the technology.

People in other countries and places could only use the "block smelting method" to smelt the iron ore into soft sponge iron, and then let powerful blacksmiths hammer it back and forth repeatedly to barely get usable iron weapons.

Naturally, this method of ironmaking was not only inefficient and costly, but also very dependent on the quality of the iron ore itself - after all, there were always some impurities that could not be removed by simple hammering.

As for high-quality steel swords, they were extremely expensive. Even An Nuo only got one after becoming a Paladin, and she treasured it very much.

She never expected that the steel weapons, which she considered extremely valuable, were everywhere here!

Looking at An Nuo's excited expression, Hawthorne was stunned for a moment, and for the first time realized that

The things produced by traditional Chinese culture are far better than the common goods of this era.

Hiss... The advantages of my system seem to be far greater than I had previously imagined.

Wait, is the steel produced in my blacksmith shop also of this super high quality?

As he thought about this, his heart couldn't help but get hot, and then he laughed awkwardly and said, "Ah, I asked some friends to get it from the Sein Empire. I invested a lot of money to get these equipment."

Compared to the conservative and rare dwarves, the Sayin Empire, which is now in civil strife, is full of holes. Officials at all levels have begun to abuse their power for personal gain. Large amounts of pig iron and steel have been smuggled out of the country and shipped to all parts of the world through the Port of Liber - if not for this, Annuo might not be able to own such a steel sword.

Therefore, it is reasonable and logical to put the blame on the Sein Empire, and it is impossible to trace it.

Looking at the row of long swords and giant swords of varying weights on the wall, Annuo's blue eyes sparkled: "Does the priest also know the techniques of sword and shield combat?"

Hawthorne nodded: "I know a thing or two."

"How about we have an impromptu sparring match?" She was eager to try. Seeing such a good weapon, she couldn't help but feel excited. "The sword has no edge anyway, so we can just compete in skills without using magic. How about that?"

Hawthorne weighed the issue for a second, smiled, and nodded: "Okay, let's try it, until we get enough!"

Sparring was definitely beneficial, especially in this second-level training ground, where the buildings greatly increased the effectiveness of his training.

Although there are witches like Yuta who are good at close combat, she is good at killing with one blow instead of fighting with sword and shield; Die can only talk about it on paper, so he has only been able to practice by himself all along, and has never had the opportunity to test the effectiveness of his practice in actual combat.

Of course, he was looking forward to such an opportunity. Especially since this girl had received professional training since she was a child and was a noble paladin with skills far superior to his. Maybe with the help of the training ground, he could learn a few moves from her.

As they spoke, they took down a small round shield and a long sword from the wall. Anno once again praised the quality and workmanship of his training ironwork, then his eyes suddenly became serious and he took a fighting stance.

Hawthorne also got ready for the confrontation, and then he heard An Nuo say, "Father, you go first."

He nodded, without being polite: "Yeah."

As he spoke, he used the shield tied to his left arm to protect his chest, took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Anno's left chest without any fancy moves.

Anno raised her shield to block, but then his sword flexibly swung around her shield and pointed directly at her throat.

An Nuo took a half step back, leaning back, and barely dodged. Huo Sang immediately chased after her, not letting her off the hook, so she had no choice but to hastily retreat again, even with her center of gravity slightly off balance, looking like she was being beaten by him in an awkward position.

clang--

As a last resort, she swung her left hand shield outwards and hit Hawthorne's sword. A crisp metal collision sound was heard, and Hawthorne's attack stopped immediately. Annuo then chopped down on his head with a sword, but he took a step back and separated steadily.

In the first round, Hawthorne had a slight advantage.

After suffering some minor losses, An Nuo did not feel aggrieved at all, but the fire in her eyes became even hotter. She never expected that Huo Sang's seemingly frail body actually hid such a strong power. Just now, she tried to deflect his long sword, but she almost failed!

She didn't know about the niche and unique sorcerer profession of "Spell Swordsman", let alone its special abilities.

She thought it was because of Hawthorne's excellent skills. She had met a tough opponent today. She immediately felt her fighting spirit rise. All the muscles in her body were excited. There was only one thought in her mind, and that was victory!

“Here I come!” She growled, lowered her center of gravity, and approached with swaying steps like a golden female leopard. She swung her long sword in a feint, tricking him into blocking it with his shield. Then, when he drew his sword to counterattack, she pushed the ground hard with her right foot, exerted force on all her muscles, and suddenly tensed her waist. The explosive force was transmitted to the shield on her left arm, and she hit his long sword from the side.

clang--!

There was a sharp metal collision sound, and Huo Sang felt a huge force coming, and his entire arm was bounced to the side, his center of gravity was completely unbalanced, and his middle door was wide open. And An Nuo did not miss the opportunity, he raised his foot and kicked -

boom--!

The kick hit him hard in the chest. After all, the latter was too light, so his whole body flew backwards!

boom--

"Uh--"

He landed heavily on the ground and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. This cry of pain also made An Nuo, who was in the midst of excitement, suddenly sober up.

What did I just do?

I came here today to build relationships with him, but ended up beating him up!

"Father!"

Realizing what she had done, An Nuo immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She exclaimed, carefully put away the steel sword, and then quickly walked to his side, supporting his shoulders. At the same time, a holy light shone from her hands: "Lay on Hands."

Hawthorne reached out, grabbed her hand, and moved her hand away: "No, I'm not made of porcelain."

As he spoke, he looked up and gave her a reassuring smile.

He was indeed fine, after all, under his clothes, he was wrapped in a layer of protective force field of mage armor.

An Nuo was stunned for a moment, then realized that Hawthorne was holding his hand, and his face turned red: "I'm sorry, Father, I didn't stop my hand suddenly, uh..."

Her heart was pounding, her palms were sweating, and her thoughts were racing. However, the more she thought, the blanker her mind became.

Finally, she had only a bold impulse left in her mind, and she inserted her fingers into his fingers and interlocked their fingers...

Hawthorne was slightly startled. He lay on the ground and looked at her face. He found that the girl lowered her head shyly and did not dare to look at him at all...

crunch--

Suddenly, the door of the training ground was pushed open, and two tall figures walked into the training ground together.

It was none other than Heidi and Tribis.

Chapter 112 Heidi's Fishing Tricks

The two witches, Heidi and Cuibis, one has a plump figure and the other has a charming small waist, but without exception, they are both tall.

At this moment, they stood at the door with their backs to the sun, casting a heavy shadow in the room, onto the training ground, and covering the two people lying on the ground with their fingers clasped together.

Seeing the two girls come in, Hawthorne and Annuo immediately spread their hands apart as if they had been electrocuted, and then stood up separately, at a loss as if they were caught stealing fish in the act.

Compared to An Nuo's innocent shyness, Hawthorne was even more nervous now, with his heart almost in his throat!

Oh no, I just said yesterday that I had no sexual desire for An Nuo, but I was caught red-handed today!

This is this...

He felt his scalp tingling, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said to the two girls, "I was just practicing swordsmanship with Miss Annuo, and I accidentally used a little too much force. Ah, but I also benefited a lot..."

This is true, but this reason seems so pale and powerless at the moment.

Heidi had a gentle expression and smiled as she said, "I see. The priest has a distinguished guest today and needs to be accompanied alone in a place where no one is around."

"I'm sorry. Cuibis and I were so abrupt and disturbed your private time. We'll leave now and tell Sister Die to do other things first. After the priest is done with Miss Annuo, we can make up for the lessons we missed today."

She was referring to learning about the "Painful Magic Explosion". After saying this, she bowed slightly and was about to leave.

A layer of cold sweat covered Hawthorne's head, but before he could speak, An Nuo beside him suddenly looked up and said, "No need, Sister Heidi. Father Hawthorne, you go ahead and do your work. I've been away for so long, and now it's time for me to go back."

Having said that, she hurried out, with her head lowered, her face still flushed, her mood so complicated that she could hardly think, and she just wanted to escape quickly.

Hawthorne looked at her back and opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, he heard Heidi arrange, "Cuibis, send Miss Anno off."

Cuibis was stunned for a moment, but in front of outsiders, she didn't want to compete with Heidi for the dominant position, so she responded, took the loss, turned around and walked out with An Nuo.

As soon as the two girls left, Hawthorne and Heidi were the only ones left in the huge training ground.

Huo Sang lowered his head and touched his nose. He felt that the situation was extremely awkward. After a long while, he managed to utter, "What I just said is true. Uh, she came to give me the spell book that I asked her to buy before, so I invited her to come in and have a look... I didn't mean anything else. It was just an accident."

Heidi smiled softly, came over and took his arm: "I don't doubt that the master is lying to us. What's more, even if the master really lied, he must have his own considerations and it is not convenient for him to tell us the truth for the time being."

As she spoke, she rested her head on Hawthorne's shoulder: "No matter what the world becomes, we will always trust our master."

Hawthorne was immediately moved and couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her hair. At this time, Heidi suddenly changed the subject: "Master, starting from tomorrow, I will buy more meat to improve your physical condition as soon as possible."

"There is also the master's physical training plan, perhaps the proportion should be increased. Miss Annuo is not like us. She is a paladin who really does high-intensity physical training every day. If her physical fitness is not enough, she will not be able to cope with her various needs in the future."

"If that really happens, it will be embarrassing for the master as the man."

Hawthorne thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the truth. He couldn't help but nodded slightly: "You are very thoughtful, Heidi."

As soon as these words came out, Heidi's voice suddenly became extremely resentful: "Sure enough, the master did not deny it this time."

"What do you mean by respect in your heart? The master clearly wants to respect her in bed, right?"

Suddenly, Hawthorne was stunned.

Oh my god, Heidi was actually fishing just now!

And I was hooked!

Seeing the smug look on Heidi's lips, Hawthorne couldn't help but hold his forehead: "Ah... forget it, you won't believe it even if I explain it again."

"Anyway, let's put strengthening physical training on the agenda."

……

At the gate of the monastery, Cuibisi stopped after sending Annuo here, smiled and said politely: "Miss Annuo, please forgive me, we are of special status and cannot send you far. You have to walk the rest of the way alone."

An Nuo nodded slightly. Her mood at the moment

She also calmed down. Just as she was about to say goodbye, she hesitated for a moment and asked Cuibisi naively: "Um, Miss Cuibisi, I want to ask you something, that is..."

"What does Father Hawthorne like on a daily basis? Besides spell books, I know he likes these, but there must always be some entertainment in his life..."

Cuibis was about to turn around and go back to the monastery, but she stopped immediately after hearing this, with raging anger burning in her eyes.

This woman really has bad intentions, and her mind is full of thoughts of seducing her master away!