Kashman smiled with satisfaction. Some of the helplessness in the heart is not the slightest manifestation on the face.

Kashman is in his twenties, and since he became a magician, he has not been contaminated with the faith of the gods of the church, and all the magic he learns is his own growth bit by bit, so there is that scene where Mondri exhorts Kashman to establish his own faith and dedicate himself to the gods.

Today, the deep conversation between Mondry and Lilith still haunts Kashman's mind.

"This is a good seedling! Kashman, do you want him to follow your bumpy road? He is not as good as you! He is just a commoner, it is a great thing to be a magician in his thirties, and joining the church and dedicating himself to the gods, he can quickly understand the attributes of light and become the darling of the gods!"

"Moreover, the next battle with the Blood Church will also require little Ryan!

"Kashman, focus on the big picture!"

Mondry and Lilith took turns fighting, and Ryan was powerless.

Kashman had to say yes.

Tomorrow, Bishop Mondri will perform the ritual of caressing you, and you are ready, and soon you will be a junior magician like your teacher," Kirschman said with a smile.

Tilia also quipped, "The youngest of the magicians we've seen!"

Ryan could only nod his head in understanding.

The soldiers in the Baron's Mansion were vigilant, and the teams patrolling back and forth shuttled through the small castle of the Baron.

At this time, in the bedroom on the second floor of Baron Mocha's castle, Timoni was still lying on a bed covered with silk embroidered bedding, and Ney was sitting next to her, gently feeding some delicious soup in her hand.

Looking closely, Timony's face was much better than it had been a few days ago, and at this time, except for a little weakness, there seemed to be no pain of torture.

For a few days, the old Charlotte had come in punctually to treat Timony with his precious fruit, during which time Ney could clearly notice that the fruit in the old Charlotte's hand was getting smaller and smaller.

It wasn't until yesterday that Ney was surprised to find that the big fruit in Old Charlotte's hand had now disappeared without a trace, and after some explanation by Old Charlotte, Ney was relieved and did not worry about the healing of Timony's strange disease after the fruit was consumed.

Timony, who had eaten so well, suddenly vomited.

Ney hurriedly helped Timoni and asked with some concern, "Timony, my wife, what's wrong with you?"

After retching for a while, Timony seemed to get better, glanced at Ney and replied, "It's okay!

Ney put down the night's soup.

"Today, why hasn't old Charlotte come here yet?"

Ney suddenly had a bad feeling, thinking of the depletion of the fruit in Old Charlotte's hand yesterday, so what should Timonie do if she doesn't get the same treatment.

"Did the Magicians of Mondkaru discover anything?" Timony changed the subject, her obvious concern for Ney.

Ney shook his head and whispered, "Mondecaru is still too young to find even the slightest useful clue in the Baron's Palace."

"That's not good," Timony shook her head regretfully.

"Yesterday's prom! you came back so late," Timony recalled, as Ney went to the Alel Ballroom for Knight Steele's engagement party.

"Hey, when it comes to last night's dance, Timonie you're definitely interested."

Ney's eyes suddenly lit up.

"At yesterday's banquet, someone actually asked a rumor, which made me very interested."

"What kind of rumors"

"It is said that a distant relative of Knight Steele is now in his house!

"Steele's relatives?" asked Timony, confused.

"That's right, it's the wandering knight Tubuel who made a name for himself in White Hart Castle a while ago."

"The guy who stole the treasure of the Golden Dragon, the treasure of some god's beloved pet!"

"Shhhh

"So now, is there a presence in some of the underground areas of the Mocha region that is eyeing him?"

"Yes, so at the banquet, Sti anxiously explained!"

"But who can believe such an explanation?" said Ney, gloating.

"Steele, this guy is not a good thing! This incident should be a lesson for him. ”

"What the hell is going on in the Mocha region now" Suddenly, Ney's tone went low.

"One suspicious incident after another"

"Your strange disease!Knights of Steele!Lua's fright!The struggle between the church and the cult!More and more people are missing."

"It's been a shame in Mocha for a long time," Ney said, worried.

"My dear, we're just an ordinary couple, and I don't think this calamity, big or small, will burn on us!" Timony said comfortingly.

Ney put away his bad mood and nodded.

"Lua, is it better?"

Ney shook his head, "It's still like that, like losing my soul, muttering about demons and demons! It's just a nightmare, how can I be scared like this!"

"Maybe you can ask old Charlotte to show him too," Timony suggested.

"Timony, if only you could give me a successor."