In the logistics department, Su Ge handed over the completed form and waited to receive the thunder charm and other equipment.

The nun behind the counter took the form and looked at it with a surprised expression.

Suge blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

This Sister Sheriel was a member of the clergy who had entered the church in the same cohort as Suge.

Her family was poor, her parents died young, and she grew up in a welfare home in the church, so she was a devout believer.

Because of her kind and hard-working personality and firm faith, she successfully became a nun of the church.

The two people met when they were training in the martial arts training ground, although their functions were very different, but as people of the same period, there was only a lot of closeness to each other.

The young Sister Sheriel smiled, "I thought you were going to apply for potions." ”

"What am I applying for potions for?" Suge had a question mark on his face.

Sister Sheriel stuck out her tongue playfully and said, "I heard from other clergy that you are half a witcher and can draw power from potions, and the last time you were saved by Father Hank because of the power of potions. ”

“...... Are the people of this church so good at making up stories to spread false rumors?" Suge was speechless.

Sister Sheriel asked tentatively, "Priest Sothos, are you a witcher?"

Suge was interested, leaned his elbows on the counter, his face became indifferent, and he said in Geros's hoarse and cold voice, "What?

Sister Sheliel smiled, knowing that Suge was joking, but still said with a confident face, "My squirrel party is invincible!"

With a hint of pride on his face, he turned around and walked in to get something.

“......”

Suge, who was standing at the counter waiting, was not idle, thinking about the meaning of Logan's words just now.

"Someone like Mr. Logan doesn't talk nonsense, so what does that mean?" thought to Suge, beginning to combine the knowledge he had about potions in his head.

After a moment, Su Ge suddenly thought, "Is it really possible for me to use potions in the future?"

Potions are an outstanding product, but they contain a strong toxin. In the five thousand years that potions have been popularized, only witchers can get the most out of their effects.

This is also why witchers can be one of the most versatile and versatile mystical classes, as they can deal with different monsters depending on the potions.

"With the rise of the mystical class, the versatility of potions has increased significantly, and some weakened versions of potions can be used by other mystical classes as long as the class has a strong body and strong control over the body. ”

"Possessing strong control over the body, it is possible to temporarily invade the vital organs of the body by controlling the organs and muscles of the body, and even isolate the toxins in the stomach and send them out directly with the debris without seeping into the bloodstream. ”

These are the things Suge has learned about potions from books in the recent past.

At the same time, during the training, the instructor, who is an expert martial artist, also demonstrated how to use some low-toxin potions.

Thinking of this, Su Ge's heart suddenly brightened: "If that's the case, can I analyze my body through the mind of a god and let me enhance my control over my body, or can I refine the knowledge of potions and analyze the potion with the mind of a god, so as to remove the toxic substances in it and turn it into an enhancement potion with no side effects?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't I be able to lead the whole world to change!?" Suddenly, Su Ge's heart was surging with his imagination, and he unconsciously thought that he would become the king of the other world, known as the king of potions, with thousands of family fortunes, and living a supreme and luxurious upper class life.

"Priest Sotos! Priest Sothos!" said the nun's voice as Suge was happy.

Suge blinked and came back to her senses to see Sister Sheriel looking at her with a worried expression.

"Are you alright?" asked Sister Sheriel, putting down the box in her hand.

"Of course it's fine, did I have any questions just now?" asked Suge as he took the box and opened it.

Sister Sheliel whispered, "Your eyes were a little misty just now, and the corners of your mouth were raised wildly, as if you were thinking of something evil. ”

"Ahem...... That's not an evil thing, young nun. I have just rescued the innocent people of three goddesses, and I am reminiscing about the happiness and joy of saving others. Su Ge counted the number and smoothed his mouth.

Sister Sheriel was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly bowed her head: "Sin, what a sin! Your heroic deeds have been widely spread among us, and I am so sorry that I should have polluted such a pure thought of yours with my own righteousness." ”

Su Ge smiled softly, nodded and said, "It's okay, the little distractions don't matter, the important thing is the sincerity of the heart." ”

After hearing this, Sister Sheliel nodded vigorously and blessed, "May the Goddess be with you." ”

"May the Goddess be with you. ”

......

He returned to his Purple Moon Chapel with the box and found a letter at the door.

Suge was a little surprised, opened the letter and looked at it, the content was written by the doorman of the Holy Blood Church, the content was very simple, Ida asked him to go home for dinner in the evening.

After listening to this, Suge's heart warmed, put away the letter and walked into the church to begin the final preparations.

Stripped of his formal suit, which tightened his body, Suge put on a close-fitting silk shirt and a velvet garment woven from the wool of a mysterious black goat.

Wear leggings and leather boots that are convenient for combat, tighten the belt, and put two small waist bags on the back waist, which are filled with silver gray powder, tiger blood potion and thunder charms.

The Demon Hunter pistol, loaded with blood-silver bullets, rested on his left leg, and finally put on his own blue priest's robes and hung a shawl.

Move your body, it's very comfortable and comfortable.

A small vial of Silverblood Flask is attached to the bracer, and when used, the weapon can instantly cut through the rubber bottle and apply the flask to the weapon.

This time, Suge put down his staff and replaced it with a mysterious weapon made of silver and steel given by the Church.

With everything ready, Suge lay down and went into meditation, recovering his psionic energy while waiting for the night to come.

Time passed slowly, the sun was setting in the west, and March was rising.

Knock! knock......

Accompanied by six heavy and distant bells, announcing the arrival of nightfall.

In the dimly lit bedroom, Suge opened his eyes, put the silver steel dagger behind his waist, and quietly walked out of the church after making sure that there was nothing wrong with his equipment.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Su Ge heard a crisp bell, and in the dim light, several ethereal black shadows wandered in the night.

"Let's go!" Logan, who took the lead, raised his head slightly, revealing a steady face under the brim of his big hat.

Suge took a deep breath, nodded vigorously and walked to Logan's side: "I feel like there will be a fierce battle today." ”

Logan smiled: "Then get ready for battle, let you prepare everything you have prepared, right?"

"Of course, lives matter. Suge patted his pocket.

Marx swept around and asked with some regret, "Didn't Lobo come along?"

This guy really likes that Erha.

Su Ge spread his hands: "I took it home, and I will bring it back after the Cangyue Festival." ”