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Chapter 93 Who are you?

"Who are you?" Esther asked as she filled the grave with soil.

"Archbishop Lanthes Farrell, you just betrayed the temple for half a month and then forgot who I am?"

"Absolutely impossible," Esther curled her lips disdainfully, and then she told her previous reasoning, "In short, either you have an ulterior secret, or you are not an archbishop! Moreover, you

It seems that I forgot to disguise myself, that old guy is definitely more lustful than you!"

"So you are very smart," Lantes crossed his hands and placed them in front of his lower abdomen. "I like to talk to smart people. Now it's time for you to choose. If you want to continue living, or carry you behind my back."

His luggage was buried with him?"

"Huh~" Esther took a deep breath. She knew that from the moment she met this man, the so-called freedom had nothing to do with her. Anyway, this is how the world is. Once you break away from a circle, you will be free.

Will walk into another circle, "Of course I want to continue living."

"Then give me your soul!"

"Okay." After Esther agreed, a transparent chain appeared between the two people, one of which was tightly entangled with Esther's soul. She knew that from this moment on, her life was complete.

It's in the hands of that man.

Esther touched her neck. The chain appeared for a moment and then disappeared without a trace. Then she looked at Lantes in disbelief. This kind of spell that she had never seen before was absolutely impossible.

The magic of the Temple of the Sun! "It turns out that the news that was pretended to be true in the newspaper is actually true. There is really a third force trying to sow discord between the two temples!"

"Then what am I going to do?" Esther's first question was, who are you, but as Lantes said, although Esther is not a very smart person, she is still

If you have some IQ, the man in front of you will never answer that question. In fact, she is more curious about why this man provoked the two temples and how he found her. But this kind of question is destined to be a question.

Got the answer!

Lantes took out a piece of parchment and a black stone from the space ring and handed it to Esther, "The obsidian is a token. The parchment contains everything you will do next. You know, I can't

Leave the temple for too long, otherwise people will become suspicious."

Obviously under the spell of the chain, Lantes felt very relieved about Esther in front of him, "By the way, I'll give you a piece of advice. Don't think about it, and don't do anything to betray me, otherwise the spell will destroy itself."

Started, pull your soul out!"

Faced with Lantes' threat, Esther just shrugged, "Maybe one day I'll give it a try if I live enough."

"Ha, I'm looking forward to that day coming," Lantes actually cooperated with Esther's cold humor. Apparently he found some clues, which made him feel good.

"Goodbye then," but this time Lanthus, to be precise, he should be called Huey Haire. He rarely had the ability to use that space to teleport, but floated in the air like a leaf, almost in the blink of an eye.

He disappeared into the vast night, leaving only Esther who continued to bury the ascetic's grave.

Alaschi, it was already late at night. Xiu Yi, who had been working hard all night, did not seem to be very tired. He lit a grease lamp in his residence. This was one of Xiu Yi's hobbies. He especially liked the burning of grease lamps.

The smell after that, with the help of light, he continued to play chess, but this time, the extra chess piece was no longer on the chess board, but was placed next to the chess board by the grease lamp.

Under the light that flickers from left to right, the shadows of the chess pieces seem to be dancing, "Then what kind of dance steps will you make next?"

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"It turns out that there is a plant in the ancient altar that has been affected by the power in the altar all year round. It has wisdom and strength. That is, it seduces passing knights and mages by controlling those beautiful female ghosts, thereby absorbing their power.

Flesh and blood, absorb their spiritual energy to strengthen your own purpose."

"What happens next?"

"Later, of course, justice defeated evil. The powerful mage Feiniao Hongxia destroyed the mutated plants and rescued all the ghosts. Later, Siyo Qian lived happily with the young businessman Ciai Chen.

Together."

"In your father's setting, can people and souls be together in the end?"

"If you have to worry about the setting, it should not be an ordinary soul. It can be imagined that the ghost has mastered some means of self-replenishing basic elements to keep the soul from dying."

"Well," Alsace nodded, "This is reasonable. As for the mutant giant tree, it looks like the ancient war tree of the elves. It's a pity that your father doesn't know that the ancient war tree does not eat meat!

"

"Come on! Teacher, don't worry about this, it's just a story."

"Then you can continue to study the spell slots. I have something else to do and I will leave first."

"Walk slowly~Teacher."

After Alsace moved himself away, Don Quixote couldn't help but clicked his tongue a few times, "When I have no money in the future, it would be good to get a set of bard clothes and become a bard. It seems that I am pretty good."

Someone with a gift for storytelling.”

In fact, it is not difficult to establish a spell slot, but it is a little stained. After all, when it comes to soul issues, most mages will be very cautious. Moreover, after the spell slot is established, the mage has a period of weakness, and the structure of a large soul has changed.

Some changes, whether it is the flow of spiritual energy or the strengthening during meditation, require an adaptation period!

Just like the current Don Quixote, although he looked at a huge halo erected on the prairie with a sense of accomplishment, under the halo he used a pyramid of mud as a base in a somewhat evil way, and a gust of wind blew by

, weeds as tall as one person swayed in the wind, and matched with this halo, the scenery really had a desolate beauty. Unfortunately, he did not have the leisure to continue admiring it at this moment. The fatigue coming from his soul made him lie down directly.

It went dormant in the grass.

"A mere plant wants to steal divine power. If it doesn't get burned to death by the divine power, it will be lucky!"

"This is just a story, do you still want to hear it?"

"Okay, okay, what happens next?"

"Later, the great lich Bird Hongxia destroyed the ancient tree and helped the young businessman get together with the ghost."

"If there really is a magic that allows souls to exist independently in the world, I think Sister Osiris will be mad! Where did you hear this story?"

"Of course he is my student. Let me tell you, his innate spells come entirely from these stories..."

Don Quixote didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but judging from the dust on his body, it would have only lasted two or three days. Although he had gradually adapted to the soul after constructing the spell slot, Don Quixote still felt that he was sleeping.

He was a little weak. It seemed that he had made the right choice by not directly constructing spell slots. Otherwise, the only thing he could do in the future would be to collect Kyle's body! When Kyle was mentioned, Don Quixote remembered that he

It seems that there are still some things that need to be completed, and it has been so long, so obviously there should be results!

In Kyle's house, Don Quixote and Kyle were sitting opposite each other. The table was full of dishes. Of course, these were all prepared by Kyle. After all, if Don Quixote "eats", it would just be a waste.

Like now, Don Quixote held his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at Kyle who was devouring his food quietly, "When did you realize that you had become a high-level knight?"

"Hiss~" Kyle pointed to the soup on the table with some choking. Don Quixote's thoughts moved, and the soup in the bowl floated to Kyle's mouth. "Gudu, Gudu~" He drank the soup in one breath.

After dropping it, Kyle wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "Just a few days ago, when I woke up in the morning, I felt like I had become a high-level knight for no reason."

"Also, the temple gave me a salary increase. Now my salary has increased tenfold, which is as much as 500 gold coins every month! In this way, I can buy a lot of things!"

Don Quixote raised the corner of his mouth slightly. To be honest, what he likes most is Kyle's unexpected cuteness.

"However," Kyle said vaguely with his mouth full of food, "since I became a high-level knight, I found that my appetite has become much larger, and every meal is several times the amount before.

"

"It's normal." Don Quixote leisurely rolled up a piece of ham with his mind and stuffed it into Kyle's mouth. "The high-level knight you used that method to become was actually at best in terms of control.

, and the body itself is still at the level of a mid-level knight. Now that you have truly become a high-level knight, you will naturally have a more powerful body to carry more power. When you grow, you must eat more.

thing."

"Chapel."

"Um?"

"Will you leave this time?"

"Well, I'm going to Zemas."

"What are you going to do? Do you remember what I did on that mountain?"

Kyle nodded and stuffed another sausage into his mouth.

"That's the seed I planted, and I feel like it's time to harvest."

"Oh, little hall."

"Um?"

"Nothing, you can buy me some clothes when you come back from Zemas."

"I think," Don Quixote shook the ring in his hand, "there's not a single copper in it. If I hadn't been a lich, I would have starved to death."

"Pfft~" Kyle laughed a few times, took out a large handful of gold coins from the space ring and placed them in front of Don Quixote, "This knight rewards you, oh~~"

"Remember my words," Don Quixote stood up, "Don't leave the main city. Also, eat so much and exercise more. Don't wait for me to come back and find you turned into a ball!"

"Bang!" A dinner plate flew directly towards Don Quixote's face. He seemed to have forgotten that no matter in which world, cursing a woman to become fat is an extremely dangerous thing.

"By the way, here's this for you," Don Quixote said, taking out a magic scroll from his arms and handing it to Kyle.

The magic scroll is different from the magic circle. It puts a well-structured spell filled with psychic energy and basic elements in a certain carrier. So if the mage is willing, he can put the talent spell in it. Of course, the scroll

It seems to be made of parchment, but in fact, the parchment has not only undergone a lot of processing, but also has a lot of precious magic materials added to it. It is used to store a spell. The more powerful the spell, the more magic it takes to store it.

The more materials there are! Naturally, these are all from Alsace.

"When you are in danger, tear it open and stick the yellow paper that appears on your forehead, like this."

"Ouch!"

"This is one of my innate spells. Its function is to reduce the efficiency of other people's spiritual energy use to a certain extent. Of course, this spell will not last long because it can only be used by relying on the spiritual energy I have stored in advance."

"understand?"

"understood."

"Asshole, you only came here for a while and then left again..."


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