On the night of Ascension, two new clergy from the Templar Church arrived in Black Rock.

According to the rules, Lucia had to complete the handover with them, and no outsiders could be present during the process, even Zhaoming, who was a Templar.

When he saw two figures getting off the carriage, Zhaoming wanted to go up and say hello, but was stopped by Lucia.

"Lord Zhaoming, our church has rules, and you can't look at the handover matter, please go back to the house today, and I will say goodbye to you tomorrow."

Although he felt a little unhappy, Zhaoming still listened to Lucia's words and returned to the lord's mansion.

The two newcomers had been hiding their bodies in a wide cloak so that they could not see their faces, but Zhaoming could tell that one of them was already old and had to be supported by the other to walk.

Although there are some doubts, but after all, it is a matter of the church, and Zhaoming is not good to say much.

It's just that he was suddenly a little lonely lying on the bed.

Today he finally moved his bed back to his original bedroom, but Elusa had already gone home from vacation and would not be back until tomorrow.

"Alas!" Zhaoming sighed at the ceiling, let's think about business!

Zhaoming opened the system and looked at his properties panel.

"Power: 45Speed: 20Mana: 760Health: 300Channel: 2"

"Possess Skill: Navigation (max level); Enchantment (max level); Elemental Magic (Level 1); Cycling (Level 1)"

Since Haradin was removed, the system has not issued him the next stage of the mission, and Zhao Ming thinks that it may be necessary to trigger it.

At this time, he remembered his 2 points of luck again, which was a smashing of 200 attribute points!

Zhaoming felt that it would be too much of a loss to just put them in the system! They have to be made to be as valuable as they should be.

Thinking of this, Zhaoming opened the offering pool and prepared to find a new magic.

The previously acquired enchantment skills are exaggerated, but they are not very useful at the moment.

Because the same weapon can only be enchanted once, and the effect of the enchantment is also permanent and cannot be changed.

In addition, enchantment requires magic, and the most I can do at the moment is to add an elemental attribute to the weapon.

However, there is nothing worthy of enchantment around him, and the only sword of martyrdom does not need to be enchanted.

Come to think of it, let's get a little more magic for yourself, the "battle mage".

"System, give me a powerful spell!"

After having achievements, the wealth of the faith points in Zhaoming's hands at this time is not the same.

He invested 1,000 faith points at one time, and with two luck attributes, I believe that he will definitely get good things!

I saw a flash of light, and the system interface of the offering pool slowly displayed a line of words.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Magic: Mind Manipulation (max level)"

Oh! A max-level magic!

Before he had time to see the introduction of the system, Zhaoming felt an unprecedented surprise.

"Mind manipulation, which can consume magic to manipulate any object through the brain, and realize the ability to retrieve objects from the air"

And because it's a full level, how many objects Zhaoming can control only depends on his own magic ceiling.

Pleasantly surprised, Zhaoming immediately tried his newfound mind manipulation.

As soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed the air, a quill on the opposite table flew up immediately.

Not bad!

Zhaoming sighed that it was really a penny, and the road was worthy of being the most expensive attribute, and the change brought by it was so powerful!

But how can this cheat daddy system be so kind? Zhaoming soon noticed that something was wrong.

Mind manipulation consumes too much magic! It's easy to pick up a quill pen and write, but it's a bit difficult to move a table.

As for the imaginary flight of Edgeworth, it is even more impossible to do it - it is barely enough to pick up the sword and float in the air.

Alas, I should have thought of it a long time ago.

Zhaoming suddenly lost his previous excitement, and now he can only anesthetize himself through sleep.

It just so happened that there was nothing to do tomorrow, and he decided to reward himself for waking up naturally.

……

The night passed quickly, and the second day of the new year came.

However, Zhaoming, who wanted to wake up naturally, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he had to say goodbye to Lucia today!

Looking up at the night sky outside the window, it was still early, and the sun had not yet climbed into the sky.

Zhaoming immediately got up and washed, and by the way, he carefully received the gorgeous clothes that had been placed in the cabinet last night and put them away, and he might only wear them on major days in the future.

Then he went to the weapon rack and put on his black armor, and after tidying up in the mirror, he put on the helmet with wings.

The like-minded mount Jueying sensed the arrival of his master, and stood in front of the gate the moment Zhaoming pushed the door open.

"Good boy!" Zhaoming stroked the neck of the Absolute Shadow as he rolled over his horse and hurried towards the city gate.

Lucia had just arrived at the gates of the city, where Joseph, who was escorting her, and two of his attendants were waiting in the carriage.

Almost at the same time, Zhaoming hurried over, dismounted and asked a little apologetically, "Sorry, I'm a little late." ”

Lucia smiled sweetly and said that she had just arrived, and Joseph and the others also said that they had just arrived.

Before leaving, Zhaoming carefully "checked" that Lucia had brought her own gifts, and only after confirming that she was correct did not allow her to get into the car.

"Come on!"

Although the frame is not high, Zhaoming still stretches out a hand to Lucia as a step like the first time they met.

After boarding the car, Zhaoming suddenly remembered the two clergy yesterday, why didn't they come to see Lucia off?

Lucia explained with some guilt: "When I handed over last night, I realized that I didn't do a lot of things well, they dealt with it until the early hours of the morning last night, and going to the seminary is my own private matter, so don't bother them." ”

Zhaoming nodded slightly, to be honest, he couldn't figure out what Lucia was doing wrong, but now was not the time to think about it.

The carriage door closed slowly, and Joseph opened the way in front of the head, with two attendants guarding the left and right.

Lucia opened the window, and Zhao Ming was riding a horse to accompany her.

"When you get there, you have to write more letters, and if you have any troubles or bullying, you must tell me......" In the face of separation, Zhaoming chattered like a parent sending his child to study in a distant place, explaining the things Lucia should pay attention to.

In response to the knight's kind reminder, Lucia agreed one after another.

There was a lot of going on last night's handover, and the nun who had been supporting the church for several months realized that she was just a novice.

In her busy time, she thought of Zhaoming, she couldn't even listen to the confessions of the believers in the church and pray for everyone by the way, how much pressure did Zhaoming face when he took up the post of Black Rock alone?

Yesterday Zhaoming said that it was just a joke to let Lucia be his subordinate nun, and he didn't want Lucia to be limited to this.

But Lucia took it seriously, and in order to repay Zhaoming's life-saving grace and the care she took care of these days, from this moment on, her dream was to become a servant nun of the Chenhui Knights.

Finally, after sending each other all the way for ten miles, Zhaoming reluctantly let Jueying stop and watched Lucia go away.

"Take care!" Zhaoming muttered to himself as he turned to the departing carriage.

After the carriage finally drove out of sight, Zhaoming returned to Black Rock City.

The first priority in front of him now was to meet the new clergy, who should be ready to greet him.

Black horses galloped through the streets, and the people of Black Rock were accustomed to giving way to the lord in the middle of the street.

Soon Zhao Ming came to the church, just after the Ascension Festival, and no one came to pray.

Zhaoming turned over and dismounted and walked into the inner courtyard, and the familiar scene in the past was a little unfamiliar to him at this moment.

Is it because Lucia is gone? Possibly.

Coming to the staircase that he didn't know how many times he had gone up, Zhaoming stood with his hands behind his back and waited for the arrival of the clergy.

As if prepared, two figures appeared at the end of the stairs.

Zhaoming looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

I saw an old man with a long gray beard wearing a gray priest's uniform walking out slowly, his eyes were deep, as if they were filled with the life experience of his long life.

But what really surprised Zhaoming was the nun who was supporting him.

The nun was tall, and her black nun dress set off her somewhat unreasonable figure.

It may be that the different levels of nuns wear different clothes, and the somewhat short and narrow skirts do not cover her slender legs.

As for the white stockings, it sets off a pair of legs like a work of art.

But the most shocking thing is her face - her skin is as clean as snow, her hair is dense as weaving, her eyes are like charming, and her red lips are like Dan...... Zhaoming could no longer think of any more new words to describe the nun's beauty.

The long neatly groomed golden hair was scattered on her shoulders, without the youthfulness of a girl, but with a sense of sacredness that was not stained by mortal dust and fire.

"You're Lord Akira of Black Rock, aren't you?" The old priest spoke slowly, "I'm Templar pastor Martiel, and this is Sister Bianca. ”

Faced with the pastor's greeting, Zhaoming did not answer for a long time.

His eyes remained on Sister Bianca, whose fresh and refined temperament and peerless appearance could not help but make him wonder what the Church's criteria for selecting nuns were.

The lord and the priest had a conversation, mainly about the future of work.

The elderly priest Martiel explained to the lord what the church thought about the future of Black Rock and the Knights of Chenhui.

Zhaoming's head was empty, and he didn't pay any attention to what Martiel said.

He kept staring at the beautiful nun standing beside the priest, and the look seemed to frighten the other party.