After the busy launch of the green leaf household appliances and the completion of the entrance exam, life seems to be on the right path.

Duchamp has been cooking for half a month in the central square of Rure, and the results have surprisingly reached 62 tasks.

For the task, Duchamp bought a few more cookbooks, intending to go all at once. The baron wrote to say that the first batch of magical jewels was almost done, and that a grand exhibition of jewels was planned for the end of February in the imperial capital of Heimdall, to which Duchamp and Goethe would attend.

In addition, Lu also wrote a letter, excitedly telling Dušamp that under the influence of the Red Moon, the demonic beasts in the Ghatapunia Dominion have mutated a lot, and there is a tendency to cause beast tides. Viscount von Theresa requisitioned mercenaries to participate in quelling the rebellion of the Monsters. In this operation, the Green Forest Mercenary Group killed a seventh-level demonic beast, and in the battle, it made another breakthrough and was successfully promoted to the sixth order. When he was free, he brought the magic crystal of the seventh-level demonic beast to Duchamp.

The crystallization of the seventh-level demonic beast, I don't know what it can do, Duchamp excitedly YY.

The last time he tested the baron's magic crystals, Duchamp quietly detained one and made himself a good ornament, which was a ring made from the family crest pattern designed by the baron.

In the Empire, nobles often used their family crests to make rings, which were used as seals and tokens to carry with them. This ring made by Duchamp has a magic crystal of the wind system in the middle, and the pattern is two olive branches around a green gemstone, from the style to the color to the effect, Duchamp liked it very much:

Ring of the Breeze: Increases the wearer's speed by 10% and increases the body's ability by 50% after activating the spell for 15 seconds.

Of course, this ring is not the color of the batch to be sold, and the charging time is only two hours, and the effect is much more practical.

Duchamp was the only one in the office interested in making magic jewelry, and Goethe and Goethe were now working together to try to make a guiding weapon, Duchamp had a drawing for them, and there was a tinkling sound from the second floor.

It was January 15th, and when Lisa came to work, she brought a few tinted glasses.

"What is this for?" Duchamp curiously held up his stained glasses and looked around.

"This thing is useless now, the radio says that tonight, the moon will return to the silver moon. When the Akatsuki turns into a silver moon, you can witness this spectacle by wearing these filter glasses. If you look at it with the naked eye, it will sting. Lisa explained.

The red moon turns into a silver moon! Duchamp, who had never witnessed such a spectacle, forced Goethe and Goethe to watch it for a long time on the roof of the office that night.

The celestial phenomenon was not as spectacular and intense as Duchamp had imagined, and the color of the moonlight faded little by little with the shift of position, until it became an ordinary silvery-white. The process was so uneventful that Duchamp almost fell asleep, and he didn't find any clues.

Lisa, who was squatting on the roof of the office to look at the moon together, yawned boringly: "This year's red moon has passed like this as usual, and nothing has happened. Goethe-kun, please send me back. ”

The next day was Sunday, and there was no one in the office, and there was a little snow outside the window.

While eating breakfast, Duchamp took the "Reich Daily" that had just been delivered to browse. Although there were too many articles in the Imperial Daily touting the government and the prime minister, Duchamp subscribed to one because it was the largest news newspaper in the country and occasionally saw a little fresh news.

After the first edition's praise of the prime minister's flesh, Duchamp looked directly at the second edition.

"There are still a lot of changes in the world, the railway from the imperial capital to Lulei will be completed in April, and it seems that the prime minister's national railway network plan is going well."

After browsing the second edition of the domestic news, Duchamp suddenly saw an illustration on the third edition that seemed a little glaring. He hurriedly flipped over to look at the title:

"Child abductions continue in the Republic of Calvard!"

With a bang, Duchamp's plate fell to the ground.

"It's unforgivable that such a big event was forgotten by me!"

"Styry, what's wrong?" Gude, who sat across from him, looked at Duchamp's strange expression.

"Nothing." Duchamp said dejectedly.

What's in the newspaper? Goethe took the newspaper and looked through it repeatedly, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

Duchamp felt that his heart had suddenly been stabbed by something. The rush for a month or two in a row to start a business, as well as the continuous good news, has become so pale at the moment.

His gaze blankly moved over the bread and milk on the coffee table to the half-hidden lattice, outside which seemed to hear the chapel bells again.

"Goode, do you hear the bell?"

Goode pricked up his ears curiously, and listened for a long time, but did not hear the so-called bell. He looked at his watch and said, puzzled, "It is impossible to ring the bell now, the time for holy prayer has not yet come." ”

So where did the bells come from?

Duchamp put down the cutlery and suddenly proposed:

"We haven't been to the Sanctuary in all these days in Rure, why don't we go once today?"

Goethe put down his cutlery in surprise and moved his gaze from the newspaper to Duchamp's face with a look of shock. As mercenaries who lick blood from their blades, they have rarely set foot in such religious occasions.

Goode muttered to himself, "I've never seen you in Pwinnis." ”

The inhabitants of the mainland are generally devout followers of the Qiyao Sect. When Goode was in Ryefield, his education was taught by itinerant church fathers and nuns, and he was influenced accordingly, and his heart was full of devotion to the Seven Jewels. Hearing Duchamp's unprecedented statement that he was going to the church, Goode happily agreed, and ceremoniously went to the bedroom to change into formal clothes, comb his hair, and tidy up.

Goethe, however, felt that it was very evil, and he walked around Duchamp three times, staring at Duchamp's pale face again and again, but still found no answer, so he had to go back to his room, quietly hide a knife in his clothes, and then follow him out.

The Great Chapel of Rure, towering above Rulei, on the right side of the great guide staircase, occupies a hill on which the elegant and holy dome of the church can be seen from a distance. Because it was a Sunday, many devout believers came to the church early to attend morning prayers despite the light snowfall.

Duchamp had been to the Sanctuary for the first time since he had come into this world, and he looked curiously at everything in the Sanctuary.

A statue of Edes, the goddess of the sky, stands in front of the prayer hall of the sanctuary and is about twice as tall as a normal person, and she puts her hands together to deliver the gospel to the faithful. Behind the statue is a large stained glass window on the entire wall, which penetrates colorful light, setting off the statue of the goddess in a holy and soft way. When people see this scene, they can't help but calm down.

Duchamp, who was more perceptive than everyone else, could sense a faint power of emptiness, shrouded in the hall of the sanctuary, and that reassuring power probably came from this.

A priest is presiding over today's prayer service:

“…… Therefore, the goddess is the only god in the world, our mother, who guides our souls to the land of great harmony. God loves all ......"

The following prayer crowd responded to the priest with reverence: "All love God. ”