"If you're not sure, don't take any chances. Behind Merlin, Sister Rand, who walked into the room, spoke in a cold tone.

Hearing this voice, Merlin felt a big headache, what he was most afraid of was encountering this kind of menopausal woman, it was obvious that Sister Rand was a typical representative of a woman in menopause. Sensitive, indifferent, and unstingy with their malice. Merlin didn't understand what had offended the ruler of the monastery.

"You are a baron of Ashfurnace Village, you should know what you are, little Yara is destined to become the lord of Hippo City in the future, you," Vivien said, "Do you really want to test your idea on the future lord of Hippo City?"

Merlin began to hesitate, Vivian's reminder also made sense, the risks and benefits of doing this thing are really disproportionate, if it succeeds, it will only get 10,000 gold coins, although it can solve the current shortage of food in Ashfurnace Village, but if Little Yara has a little mistake, Merlin will have to bear a lot of responsibility.

It seems that the people of Michel's Abbey for 10,000 gold coins will not be able to make a deal no matter how they calculate.

Now Merlin's identity as the great prince of Celis seems to be useless at all, thinking that the Goths worship the god of war, of course, they look at warriors differently, and it is reasonable for a baron like Merlin who has lost his inheritance to be looked down upon.

"Wait, Your Highness Merlin," Harrell suddenly said and stopped Merlin, "how sure are you?"

"Who's sure of saving people," Merlin said, "I've just happened to see little Yara's situation, and I haven't seen anyone do it, and if you ask me how sure I am, I really can't tell you how sure I am." ”

Merlin is telling the truth, Xiao Er's convulsions are also called soul loss, and the methods used are similar to witchcraft, and the methods used in various places are different, such as near Jing Chu, it is to take a basket for steaming rice and let the child drill through it, and it is said that it is good to drill a few times.

There is no way to explain this thing scientifically, Merlin has seen it with his own eyes, and the basket is nothing more than a bottomless barrel made of a few pieces of pine wood, and the child with soul loss can be drilled through the hole, and his soul loss will be cured. According to the old woman who cast the spell, it is only effective if it is used to steam rice, and it is useless if it is a random wooden barrel.

I have never seen rice in Hippo, let alone a basket for steaming rice.

Luckily, Merlin knew another method, but this one was even stranger, and if you said it would work, he wasn't sure about it, because he had only heard of it, and hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

This is a secret technique from Xiangxi, and Merlin, who firmly believes in materialism, has always been skeptical of these, but he has heard of this secret technique more than once.

"Why don't you let him try?" Harrell asked in a whisper.

Sister Rand snorted coldly, and rolled her sleeves out the door.

Harrell leaned down and followed.

**

A crescent moon fell into the shadows of the distant mountains, and the stars shone in the sky. Hippo fell into a deep sleep at midnight, with the occasional chirping of wild dogs. The cool breeze blew away the summer heat, and the coolness descended on the small garden of the City Lord's Mansion.

Merlin walked slowly on the shadowy path, Jenny followed not far behind him, grabbed the corner of his clothes with his left hand and rubbed it nervously, opened his mouth to say something, glanced at Merlin's tall back and closed his mouth.

The small garden was filled with people, including the maids and guards of the lord's house, the nuns and priests of Michel's convent, and the adventurers who came to treat Yara. These people all gathered outside Yara's question, waiting for Baron Merlin on the ash stove to strike.

Little Yara's crying didn't come from the room, and the child with soul loss couldn't sleep peacefully. Even in Catherine's arms, she woke up from time to time, and began to cry before she opened her eyes. Accompanied by the high fever that occurs from time to time, it torments Xiao Yara and everyone in the City Lord's Mansion.

"Don't worry, His Royal Highness Merlin promised to take action, and Xiao Yala's soul loss will definitely be cured. Unlike Merlin's silence, Yuri was very active in the small garden, and he was often seen near Jenny, but his eyes were always fixed on the towering breasts of the orc fox girl, and he didn't care that others heard him swallow his saliva.

"But why didn't His Highness Merlin make a move, little Yara has been crying for so long. Jenny was so sad to hear this. The orc maid said with a crying voice.

"You have to ask Your Highness about this. Yuri smiled, "You can rest assured, soon His Highness will make a move." ”

Merlin glanced at the drip standing outside the door, a quarter of an hour before midnight. He pushed the door open, stepped into the room alone, and turned to shut the others out.

"When I cast spells, I'm not used to having people around. Merlin said.

"What if you want to do Yara badly?" muttered Wei Wei dissatisfied.

"With the Golden Knight of Michelle Abbey here, what do you think I'm a black iron knight can do," Merlin said to Sister Rand, who was sitting under the lamp, "Do I have a long life?"

"Young man, you understand, don't think that the insignia of a friend of the saints can be used in Hippo," Sister Rand could not see a trace of expression on her cold face, "a baron who has lost his inheritance, maybe the next winter the village of Ashfurnace will be reduced to ruins under the fire of the Vikings." ”

It was a threat, an absolute threat, Merlin felt a chill all over his body, it seemed that it was not only the people on the mother side of the southern Vallins who were hostile to Ashfurnace Mountain, but also the people of Michel's Abbey who were not so friendly to Merlin.

In fact, within the Arian school, there were different opinions about St. Thomas's proposal to use Merlin's copy of the Last Judgment as the hole card for the next Roman Synod, especially after Merlin received the badge of the Friends of the Saints, and Augustine's strong encouragement to build a new monastery in the Valley of the Ashhearth was supported by St. Thomas.

The construction of a new monastery in the Valley of the Ashroder would inevitably weaken the position of Michel's Abbey among the Arian school, and it is conceivable how Sister Rand of Michel's Abbey could have a good face for Merlin.

These Merlin didn't realize it at this time, he only felt the inexplicable hostility from Michel's Abbey, but he didn't understand where this hostility came from at all, if Augustine was here, he must have known, but unfortunately Augustine was still cultivating.