Yan Rui was resurrected and returned to the human world, and he became Feige Hale again.

Master Hall in the mirror gave him a hint, and through this hint, he could search for his memories and find a ritual called "Alchemy Life". This ritual is very complex, and its effect is to cause ordinary creatures to produce some alchemy potions or abilities unique to alchemy poisons.

For example, it can change the toxin variety of venomous snakes, from biotoxins to alchemical toxins, making them more threatening. Theoretically, it can also give people the ability to secrete alchemy spider silk, but weaving a web is another skill. Master Hall once tried to transplant the alchemical potion that restrained the devil's curse to himself, hoping to get rid of the devil's contract. He succeeded in the ritual, but the devil's pact could not be broken in this way. In the end, apart from the fact that his body increased a lot of symptoms of alchemy poisoning, he did not gain anything else.

This ritual should also be able to transfer some of the less powerful alchemy effects, such as the "food dissolve" potion. Some alchemists have been exposed to toxins for a long time, or they simply get older, and their teeth and digestive system are prone to problems. Not being able to eat is tantamount to death, so to save lives, they invented a "food dissolving" agent that can digest food in advance and turn it into the most basic nutrients - which is equivalent to replacing the work of the stomach and intestines with a medicine.

Theoretically—because no one has done that—if the ability to dissolve alchemy in food was transferred to the ghost cat, it should be able to secrete the alchemy on its own, and then gain the ability to eat. In fact, there is a huge question mark over whether or not this can be done. After all, the food dissolving potion was designed for human alchemists, and the difference between humans and ghost cats is too big. And humans are born with the ability to digest and do not need to be "acquired" like ghost cat cubs.

So, it's not a solution, it's just an idea. There is no answer from the sky, and the only way to solve the problem is to think, explore, and experiment for yourself. But for now, it was okay, the "vitality transfer" ritual that Master Kiplin had secretly given him had an effect, and he had woken up in the middle of the night, writhing and rolling in the palm of Feige's hand, and happily spoiled.

Feige was covered in blood on his hands and legs, but the wounds on his wrists had healed. The resurrection ability of the devil has this benefit, which can directly save the troublesome process of healing. It's just that midnight has been rolling around on him, and naturally it has become dirty.

"There's blood on my hair, it's so ugly...... Let's go, I'll wash you. ”

Midnight's eyes widened with a look of horror. It tried to flee, but was grabbed by the tail by Feige. "Don't slip away, you have to wash. If you go out to meet people covered in blood, you may expose the Vitality Transfer Ritual. Most of the rituals that require blood are related to evil, so we can't cause trouble for Lord Snowy Owl. Obedient and ......"

The devil's contract is not just talk, the "obedience to orders" in it is a lifelong thing. Midnight fully expressed his strong intention to resist with his eyes, moans, and claws, but he still succumbed to the clutches of the devil and was carefully rubbed several times in the basin of water.

Feige finally took off his cotton armor, changed his clothes, and went downstairs with Midnight in his arms. In the hall, the feast had already begun, and Ramsden could be seen weeping and munching, and Wu Mama had maliciously poured a large pile of white radishes on his plate, just not letting him eat meat. Tron moved his chair and chose a place far away from Ramsden, chatting with Didlet while eating. As Calie leaned into Giles' ear and spoke ill of the students, Eddie picked out the digestible food for the old man and cut it for him, much to the old man's delight.

"We didn't wait for you at all, you wouldn't mind, would you?" Tron beckoned from afar, and Didrite was even more enthusiastic, and pounced on him and carried Midnight away.

"Recovered, what magic did you use?" Tron tried to reach out and touch Midnight, but he didn't move faster than Di Li. It's obviously not his own cat, but the enthusiasm he shows is greater than anyone else's, and the female paladin's hobby is to pet cats and listen to stories.

"Alchemy. Feige vaguely passed. "It still can't eat properly, but it's finally alive. Tron, when spring comes, can you go with me to the mountains to find out if there are any other ghost cats?"

"It should be fine. In the spring, I was going into the mountains to catch the Horned Winged Monster, and I was looking for your help. The trick you used with the bear trap is so useful, and if you put a chain on the bear trap, it's also a means of control. Even without a chain, simply bloodletting can be won. So, shall we help each other?"

Tron raised his hand, Feige shook it, and the two of them said yes. "Come, sit down and have a bite to eat. It's uncomfortable to eat out for half a month, right? It's nice to have something fresh, such as purified radishes. But don't eat too much, it's easy to fart. ”

There are three bamboo baskets on the dining table, which are carrots, white radishes, and green radishes. They don't need to be cooked, they are simply washed and served with a few droplets. Feiqi didn't eat vegetables for a while, so he just picked up a green radish, didn't peel it, and gnawed it. The skin is spicy, but there is a hint of sweetness wrapped in it.

"That's pretty good!" Feige said, puffing out his cheeks, "But why is it called a purifying radish?"

The people who were eating all stopped, looking at Feige with strange eyes. Eddie hurriedly coughed and explained, "My young master doesn't know anything about this. ”

"This is the greatest feat of the goddess, don't you know? No wonder you can use spells, but you just don't have anything to do with magic!" Didriet stroked the fur on Midnight's back and stuck out her tongue at Feiqi. "You are not grateful, you despise you! Food that grows underground has a devil's curse and can only be eaten after purification. Oh...... You probably don't know that turnips grow in the ground, do you?"

And I also know that the edible part of the radish is the root, but it is not all buried in the ground, and some of it actually sticks out of the ground. But the food in the ground is cursed by the devil? And that kind of thing?

He's a devil, and he has at least one memory of a contract demon. In retrospect, the devil did not have such a plan, and never put any curse on the turnip. It's not that they don't have the ability to do so, but it's a pure waste of time, and the benefits are negligible and the costs are high enough to burst out of the sky. The devil is bad, not stupid.

"I ...... I really didn't know before. When have I ever bought food or cooked food, right?" Feige said with a heaving sigh to ease the mood and then said, "Thank you Goddess for the purifying food." What happens if I don't purify it?"

Tron placed a reheated roast on the plate in front of Feich, and said, "There are strange diseases, mental abnormalities, crazy words, and all kinds of devilish curses, and this cannot be counted." However, the decontaminated food is very safe. Radish, vermicelli, and dried potatoes are all good things that are particularly shelf-stable. Ice Peak Fortress depends on them in winter. ”

"Oh, the purifying devil powder I mentioned last time is also among them?"

"Yes, it's a translucent cloth-like thing. Probably you've eaten thinly cut into thin strips, which is vermicelli. Tron thought for a moment, not thinking it would offend Feige, so he further explained: "The nobles have fresher and safer food, and there is no need to purify it. These vermicelli, turnips, and dried potatoes are for the Paladins of the Church, us monster hunters, and in times of famine. The devil dwells underground, so the farther away from the ground and closer to the sky, the better the food. Let's settle for now. ”

"No, I'm not very picky about what to eat. Fei Qi nibbled on a few mouthfuls of the sweet and juicy white radish, and felt that happiness was nothing more than that. "By the way, since the purification food is distributed by the church, then our griffin bounty has already been prepaid?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, most people's faces became gloomy. Old man Kiprin rubbed his nose and shook his head: "On the thirteenth day after you left the fortress, that is, seven days ago, new documents came down. Winter is about to begin, and it is not appropriate to carry out the task at this time, so the previous hunting order was canceled, and by the way, we brought in supplies for the winter. So, there is no griffin bounty. ”

"It was not appropriate to enter the mountains at this time. Who is so wise to cancel the previous order, it seems that there are still guys up there who know how to behave!"

"Gresham Gary, it's still him. Ramsden nibbled the sausage, viciously.

". Feige smoked a sausage and bit down hard.

That kid is so bad, he uses his power to play tricks! First, he used winter supplies as a threat, and gave orders to force everyone to venture into the mountains to wipe their ass for the incompetence of their squad. Then, after calculating the time, he canceled the previous order, so that he could save the supplies that were originally used for reward, and he could also disgust the members of the team who entered the mountain.

The order to cancel the mission can reach the Ice Peak Fortress, but it can't reach the hands of the team ahead, it's just a piece of waste paper. It can't make the people in front of it retreat, it can't prevent them from being injured, lost, defeated, dead, what else can it be if it's not waste paper?

"Then what is it that we carry the griffin's head all the way back? What are we doing all the way to eat and sleep in the open? Doesn't he have to pay the price for playing these tricks?"

"Feige, you're going a little too far. Tron waved his hand and gave him a look: "We have never gone out to hunt griffons, not for Gresham, but to eliminate the hidden dangers of evil beasts in the Sunset Mountains and make this place safer." And isn't this also a workout? The Goddess of Truth Thunder is the object of our service, not a specific person, you can't be mistaken!"

"I can't swallow this breath. There is no such truth in the world. If he uses this process to cheat, he has succeeded once, will he use it again next time? Will we always be in this state of being played with in the future? Do we have to read every order word by word as a contract of the devil, and we have to speculate with malice?!"

"That's enough, this kind of thing is enough once, and it will definitely not happen again in the future! You can't spread suspicion with this attitude, it's too much! It is impossible for a deceitful and evil person to become a paladin of the goddess, nor can he maintain the power of the gods, so your idea of linking a knight with the devil is too blasphemous!" Tron clenched his fists: "Feige, come back to your senses." It's a joy that we managed to hunt griffons and come back safely. Happy?!"

Feige lowered his head and covered his face with two clenched fists. When he thought of Gresham, he was angry, but it was not right to be angry with others. He waved his hand, tried to relax his tone, and said, "It's okay, just let me slow down." ”

But inside, he still couldn't calm down. "Who gave him this privilege?"