"There are two main things I'm here." Monk Raymond pinched his nose tightly and tried to block the ubiquitous smell in the air, but their presence was too strong.
The strong smell of wine, the sourness of plants, and the smoky atmosphere of oil and paper burning, these mixed together made him feel like he was soaked in some evil medicinal wine bottle, and he was about to pickle and taste.
It is hard to imagine how a normal person persisted here for two days, and at present, he has not shown any sign of what he is about to end.
As he spoke, he took the patrol last night and walked the instigators of most of the monastery and were still busy, filtering the light green liquid soaked in the swollen bark into another container.
"The first thing, I hope you know, last night's incident had some bad effects. Normally, a monastery would not have been praying in the morning for several days without reason.
"We shouldn't run in the corridor in the middle of the night and break the newly repaired door bolt. We must admit that the technique is really...unbelievable, accurate, and force, I can't think of how it can be done.
"But compared to this, I still want to know more about what personal grudges you have with several bookshelfs, so you have to use 'that way'."
Although I unfortunately saw it once in Dunling, watching the traces of power up close is another feeling. The woody place has refreshed the understanding of the word smoothness, without any burrs or signs of force. When I touch the perfect section, I will experience the chill like a ray of light on my back.
If there were any intruders there who were not very sensible at that time, the scene would probably be more terrifying.
"I'm very sorry, I'll explain this later. The situation is a bit complicated and I can't explain it in a short time." Craft swayed the bottle, hesitated for a while and filtered the liquid again, and it was much clearer now.
"In fact, I don't know what exactly happened."
"Can it be understood as an extremely dangerous thing?"
"It's hard to say. So far, it doesn't seem to show obvious aggression, at least it doesn't mean to jump out and bite me."
The attraction of the liquid in the bottle does not seem worse than that of the unnatural power, at least in Craft's eyes.
He skillfully divided the same amount of three parts from the large reagent bottle, added the bark leachate and stirred evenly.
Then he began to draw circles in front of his body. The well-coordinated body functions made the movements particularly standard. He seemed to be afraid that it would not be enough, so he drew a few more circles, which seemed inappropriate.
But we can see that our attitude is quite good, and we must have something to ask for from Heavenly Father.
"Are you here?"
"Pray." Craft looked at Raymond in surprise, as if it was not himself who was strange, but the person who asked the question. "May the Lord bless His loyal Knight Commander to experiment smoothly and the yield doubled."
“…”
Raymond gave up his struggle and realized that he might not be able to correct Craft's attitude towards faith throughout his life.
Some people do not have no awe of mainstream beliefs, but are equally disrespectful to all types of religious beliefs.
Since taking office, the only comfort was probably that the other party’s little disciples were quite interested in the story of the Holy Book. Perhaps the next generation of the Knights still had hope and could guide the right path.
"The second thing, you may have discovered that managing a Knights is not easy. Neither you nor me can handle all matters alone." He emphasized his tone in the second half.
“We need to divide the labor, or decentralize the power, and leave things to the right people, so that they have the freedom to decide how to deal with them based on their own wisdom.
“The Archbishop assigned the affairs of each city to the local bishops, only knowing the general situation, rather than receiving a report every few days.
"This is a inevitable trend, and we are destined not to stop at the foot of the mountain or Priyere, and the monastery has the right to reconnect the entire parish, and it is also an obligation, just as the lords naturally need to be responsible for the territory and the king.
“Further, it also means we need to establish communications with various churches, who provide the information, connections and resources needed by the monastery, and the monastery provides them with protection, name and further study recommendation opportunities.
"Maybe we'll know more during the communication process than waiting here for Father Green to find something and write back. To be honest, I rarely saw him go to the library before."
"Study further, what are you going to learn?" Craft captured the most sensitive words.
"Well, okay, this one can be put away." The monastery is obviously more suitable for doctors than monks to study, "but you should really consider my advice,"
Raymond finally found a chair that had not been occupied by miscellaneous items and sat down, and was ready to not get an answer in a short time.
Craft's mind is not about the main business, or his understanding of the main business may be a little different from Raymond.
The busy work in his hands has occupied too much room for thinking, so that he can only extract a small number of keywords from a large passage.
As the experiment progressed to a critical stage, there were only replies of tone words such as "um" and "oh" that were squeezed out from time to time.
The viscous oily substance fell into the yellow-green solution drip by drip, and Craft's expression finally fluctuated, bringing a complex ripples of expectation and worry.
People with sharp vision can see the translucent outline of the droplets, which pull out silk threads and smoke-like trajectories in the solution.
You can hear a long exhalation, like dirt accumulated in the lungs for several days to be deposited in the lungs and vomited out at one time.
It was then that he noticed that the trajectories were outlined by extremely small white powdery objects, sinking slowly and firmly.
Craft's already complicated expression became even more exciting, surprise, doubt, suddenness, and disbelief, and changed back and forth.
"Thank you for that thing, I understand!"
"You better not tell me that I was suddenly enlightened last night." Raymond admitted that Craft would rather thank the ghost for knowing what it was than thanks to the Father's actions.
As long as your mental state is stable, you will be fine.
"What I have to say is the key breakthrough that was indeed completed last night." Craft's first sentence almost broke his tense nerves.
Fortunately, he realized the ambiguity in his words in time and added the second half as quickly as possible: "I mean, thanks for delaying my whole night."
"God knows why I have been heating the extraction before and concentrating it. The thermal stability of this thing must be so poor."
"I was just looking for it last night, but I didn't have time to heat it up and soaked it all night." The viscous liquid kept falling from the dropper in Craft's hand, and the snowflakes in the bottle became denser, and a layer of visible precipitation accumulated at the bottom.
"It's that simple. Heating in alcohol extraction will destroy unstable extracts. The correct solution should be to extend the soaking time at room temperature."
"So what are you doing?" As a pure layman, the monk did not share the twists and turns of the twists and turns at all.
"Well...cold medicine."
“It sounds quite broad, not like your style.”
“It’s quite broad indeed.”
Chapter completed!