November 1643 is the month destined to go down in the annals of Port Snell. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Wonderful stories one after another, a little dizzying for the residents of Port Snell who have adapted to the fast-paced and fast-paced life.

First, there is the shocking plan of the evil alchemist Rodriguez, the alchemy triumvirate fight, then the assassination of the heresy execution field, which attempts to assassinate the imperial capital envoy Lord Hixtu and save his accomplices, but is killed on the spot, and the holy envoy is aware of everything and decisively attacks, destroying the lair of mutant monsters lurking under the tomb in one fell swoop. Finally, the mother body of the monster was killed and dragged out: a giant mollusc spider the size of two houses! In order to drag it, it took forty horses and a dozen carts to build a mobile platform, and it took three or four hundred people to move it to the central square. Then he was burned to ashes with a holy fire in public.

The scale of this grand meeting was even greater than the previous execution of the witch, and on the day of the execution, it was simply a sea of people, and the alleys were empty! Hickstu rode a high-headed horse, proudly swaggering through the city, enjoying countless applause and flowers, it was really a spring breeze, and he made such a feat, maybe after returning to the imperial capital, his word "deputy" could be removed, right?

Of course, there are also a few people who have not been long-sighted and have made a big questioning voice.

"Spider ...... It's an arthropod, a giant insect...... If that's what it looks like in the video, it's probably a mutant of mollusks, right? Arthropods, how did mollusks come about?" the bespectacled pedant was skeptical.

The idlers around him looked at him with the eyes of an idiot.

"Gnawing on books and gnawing stupidly, right? They all said that they are monsters, monsters! If you can use common sense to make it clear, you are not a monster! Lao Tzu asks you, how high is the sky and how thick is it? Why is it raining underneath? Do you know? I don't know? Get out! Disturb the uncles to drink and fuck you old rabbit!"

The tavern is lively, and there are many rumors in the streets.

"Did you hear that? When the Holy Envoy went in to explore the way, he brought a little girl with him, a very bright girl! Six went in, five came out! The little girl didn't come out!"

"Yo, where did you go?"

"I heard that it was dragged into the hole by insects, and when I found it, there were only human heads left!"

"Scared! And this kind of thing? Why didn't you drag others? Insects eat meat and are still old and tender?"

"There's definitely something wrong here! Holy Envoy, it's not like you haven't seen it, peach blossom eyes, tsk, this thing, maybe what's going on...... What's next...... Hey, you know!"

"Oh - the worm is back the black cauldron, smart!"

The next day, the bodies of the two aunts were found in the drain, their mouths were full of mud, and it was said that they accidentally drowned while washing vegetables.

Tragicomedy is constantly staged, and all of this has little to do with Isabella. She was standing in front of George in a rage, glaring at him angrily.

"Mr. George, please explain, what is this!"

In her hand was a delicate, small ball with a shell that had broken in half. The orb seemed to be unsturdy and about to dissolve into the air, but the silver light wrapped around it prevented it from dissolving further.

George took it from her hand, glanced at it, and said, "The product of alchemy." ”

"Do you know this?"

"I did. ”

Isabella almost choked to death, she originally thought that if she caught the clues of heresy, she could catch the real person behind the scenes, but she didn't expect the suspect to take the initiative to admit it, and admit it so justifiably!

"You...... You're—"

"Slime researcher, heresy researcher, sorcery researcher George, everything you encounter in the cemetery is controlled by me. The advance and retreat of the insects are commanded by pheromones, the atrocities of men are the result of the influence of female sex pheromones, so they are crazy, you just sweat a little, and the results of the Hickstu, the giant mother spider, are just improvised patchwork of life constructs, left alone, and live for two hours at most. ”

"You...... You're—"

"Test the slime's stress response to pheromones. Save you by the way - in the end, everybody is satisfied, right? Whether it's a straw bale messenger, a tragic couple, a stupid boy with a sense of justice, or a beautiful priestess who keeps her virginity but doesn't keep her first kiss. ”

Isabella was ashamed and angry, and stamped her feet angrily: "Do you think you are a god?"

"According to you, God has saved you through my research, and from those who have risen and fallen in a tragic fate. ”

Isabella was speechless for a moment, and she really regretted that she had not studied the books of the scholastic debate properly.

Seeing that the girl was dumbfounded, George continued: "Human knowledge is endless, I am only a lonely traveler imprisoned in a cognitive desert, and now, I have discovered an oasis of knowledge, and I am running wildly on the road, and I do not have so much energy to verify the greatness or insignificance of God. Discussion of theology and quarrels, with all due respect. ”

Isabella glared at him hatefully, for some reason, she felt uncomfortable when she saw this guy, she wanted to express her gratitude, but she stood up as soon as she said three words, and in the end, it was herself who was wrong!

"I will not follow the path of Rodriguez, who is so obsessed with the transformation of human beings, delusional that he will become a god by transforming the body, which is the so-called method of deification, and this wrong way of thinking has determined that he can only go on his own road, alone. ”

Isabella was noncommittal.

George continued: "For an alchemist, choosing the wrong path of research is not the saddest, but knowing that he has gone wrong, he has to keep going, and Rodriguez is so difficult to return that he finally buried himself." As I intended, I didn't want to help Barrell and Carol by modifying their bodies. Sometimes, however, you can't help yourself. And it looks pretty good, doesn't it?"

"Hmph, Mr. George, I warn you, I will keep an eye on you from now on!"

George smiled and asked gently, "I heard that you participated in the Sixth Holy Guard War, I wonder how your equestrian skills are?"

"Hmph, it's okay. ”

"Your devotion to the gods is admirable, but occasionally turn your gaze to mortals, and see how their joys and sorrows are? ”

Confused, Isabella followed George to the antechamber, where two horses were brought in by a small tin box with a rattling wheel.

The two of them turned on their horses and galloped out of the city, one after the other.

At the fork in the road next to the official road, a couple is saying goodbye to Duck and the others. The husband had a long beard: "Everyone, I really didn't expect to be alive to say goodbye to you, thank you, thank you!" said the two of them and knelt down on one knee together.

Duck hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't say that, I didn't expect that, that guy George, changed you to look like this, you look like a macho man, but you are not as handsome as before!" said and deliberately whispered, "But your wife is more beautiful than before." ”

The couple laughed, they were the original Barrel and Carol, George reshaped their bodies, and now they are no different from normal people, but their appearance has changed dramatically, Barrel has become a bearded man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and Carol's figure has changed from the original slender and slender to petite and exquisite, and they are two different people at first glance.

Carol laughed, "We decided to leave the city and live in his hometown in the countryside. It's a rare opportunity, thank you again!"

Riley asked, "What about your abilities?"

Barrel said happily: "We are ordinary people with no ability now, and nothing will come to us." It's finally time to let go of everything. ”

Royce asked, "Is it really possible to let go of everything, for example, the slaves, or for example, the partners of the 'Salvation of Divine Grace'?"

"Yes, we've been thinking a lot about it lately, including what I've been passionate about in the past. In fact, I struggled with this question for a long time, and in the end, it was a letter from Mr. George that freed me. ”

"What did he say?"

"Ripe fruit will fall naturally. If it were two hundred years later, he would have spent all his life and energy fighting for the freedom of his slaves. ”

Duck couldn't help but sneer: "Two hundred years later, the old monster George made a move, and it was a matter of minutes to sweep away the slave traders." ”

Carol smiled and said, "So, I believe him." Maybe my former self was too idealistic, so let's do it, really let go of everything, and I hope you don't laugh at me for being a deserter. ”

"What's the matter!" Darker rubbed his head embarrassedly, "Speaking of which, I am also responsible for the fact that you were arrested, so you don't hold a grudge against me." ”

"You're doing your duty, your conscience!" Carol quipped, making everyone laugh, and she paused and said, "When I went to the execution ground, I and Barrell saw what you did, and besides, there is one thing I want to remind everyone, the wind in Port Snell is getting worse and wrong, so you better plan early!"

Barrel nodded solemnly: "Indeed, I heard that the church intends to revise the content of the 'Holy Reconciliation', and all alchemists must re-register; ”

Duck patted him on the shoulder: "We'll be careful, can a big living person suffocate urine to death?"

The husband and wife bowed deeply to everyone and prepared to embark on the journey.

Riley sighed, "It's a pity that Pastor Isabella is busy all day, and that George can't be seen to say goodbye to you." ”

Suddenly there was a shout from behind the bushes: "George is here!"

The crowd followed the prestige, only to see Isabella dragging George up from behind the bushes: "He's here, eavesdropping for a long time! look, look, he's embarrassed!"

Sure enough, George looked embarrassed: "That, guys, I didn't mean to ......"

"It's intentional! The third expression, the third expression of the eighth-level alchemist, appeared!

Kind laughter lifted the light wings in the dense trees, and excited birds flapped their wings and flew away in the wind of freedom.