Author: Xianyu Jienan

In the church, warm applause broke out.

Yamu could see that the people in front of him were sincerely congratulating him.

Of course, there are some other corresponding thoughts, but the impact is not big.

This world is very dangerous, and there are endless things that can threaten life.

In this case, each additional priest gives them an extra layer of security.

This is also the reason for their warm welcome.

Yamu stood there, enjoying the warm applause of the people around him, with a slight smile on his face, but his heart was calm.

Compared with wizards, trainee priests themselves do not have much power, they just have some initial divine power in their bodies.

But with that kind of divine power, it is difficult to use even the most elementary magic.

No, or the trainee priest can only cast one divine spell.

This is just enough to deplete the divine power reserves in their bodies.

"With your current level, you can cast first-level magic. I will teach you for a period of time."

"As for the magic spell you choose, I suggest you choose a treatment amplification type."

"You know, as church leaders, we must recruit believers for our Lord."

Walking in front, the old priest James looked a little helpless, and said to Yamu: "In terms of recruiting believers, a magic that cures diseases is much more popular than a magic that kills people."

In this world where medical treatment is scarce, ordinary people may have to go see the gods if they catch a cold.

In this case, the effect of a magical spell that can cure diseases can be imagined.

"I understand."

Amu kept a smile on his face and did not resist the old priest's arrangements: "Just make your arrangements."

"good."

Seeing that Amu did not reject it, the old priest immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

To some extent, Amu's position within the church is much stronger than him at the moment.

A genius who can become a trainee priest at the age of twelve is much more precious than an old man who is still a trainee priest for more than half his age.

If Amu didn't want to listen to him, there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, Yamu behaved very well and was still the same well-behaved child as before.

"But I have a small request."

The next voice of Amu sounded.

"you say."

The old priest was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What is the request?"

Isn’t it because you don’t want to go to the Kingdom of Corinlia?

The old priest was nervous at first.

Fortunately, this was not what Amu requested.

"Do you want ten golden dragons?"

Listening to Amu's request, the old priest looked strange: "What do you want so much money for?"

"I need money for some special purposes."

Yamu was silent for a moment, and then said this without explaining much.

The old priest had a headache: "You are a genius of our church. You deserve some rewards, but ten golden dragons are too many."

"There is still money in the church, but it has been used for purposes. I can only give you two golden dragons at most."

"Two golden dragons?"

Yamu nodded: "Okay."

He didn't really want to get as many as ten golden dragons. The reason why he made this offer was just to wait for the other party to counter-offer.

The result of two golden dragons is equally good.

He originally thought he could only get one at most.

With this money, you will have the money to purchase the purple gem later.

This thought flashed through Yamu's mind.

A few more days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the energy in his body was exhausted, Yamu walked into the old man's shop again.

"Coming."

Walking into the store, the old man's voice came from inside.

There was a smile on his face, and his cloudy eyes looked very happy: "Are you going to come over and play chess with me again?"

Looking at the old man's appearance, Yamu felt a rare hesitation.

He came here this time to buy the purple gem directly.

The reward from the church has been distributed, and it is quite easy for him to buy the gem with his current financial resources.

But the old man in front of me may not want this.

The other person's figure showed loneliness.

Judging from Amu's visit during this period, he didn't see anyone else around.

The other party seems to have no relatives here.

Perhaps Yamu is the one who has spent the longest time with him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, and then smiled: "Of course, come on."

While he was talking, a game of chess had been laid out.

After a while, Yamu left here.

He finally bought the purple gem for the price of a silver dragon.

However, he made an agreement with the old man that he would come over to play chess with him every once in a while and see if he had any other good things here.

Looking at Yamu's leaving figure, the old man couldn't help but smile knowingly: "Interesting boy."

He could see that Yamu said this because he wanted to come over and accompany him.

But that didn't stop him from being happy about it.

To be honest, how long has it been?

Probably more than a hundred years ago.

In the more than 100 years he has been here, it is rare to see such energetic children. It is really interesting.

With a smile on his face, the old man stood up and began to try to pack up the things around him.

After a while, he raised his head again and looked out to the outside world as if aware.

There was a figure walking towards him.

It was a figure wearing a black robe, and he looked quite upright.

He walked from outside, deliberately avoiding the light all the way, as if he was afraid of the sun.

The old man's pupils shrank, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

He felt a similar aura from the person in front of him.

"Long time no see Mr. Kodak"

Finally, the man walked up to the old man, then slowly raised his head, revealing a pale and cold face under the mask: "Nice to meet you, I'm Al."

"Dead?"

Amu looked at the priest in front of him with astonishment on his face.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man in front of him had a cold face and was sorting out the items around him: "He died the night before yesterday. He disappeared inexplicably while lying on the bed."

"Who are you?"

"I'm not"

Yamu shook his head: "Just a simple friend."

"friend?"

The middle-aged man turned around and glanced at Yamu, then let out a disdainful laugh.
To be continued...