Chapter 53: The Spell

Seeing off the mother and daughter, it didn't take long for another family to express their gratitude to him last night, and then let the money go.

For this unpretentious thanks, York's interest is also high.

He likes this way of reciprocation, and he doesn't ask these people to be grateful to him, but only to support his quiet church in the future.

Speaking of which, these survivors who have experienced supernatural events have a high chance of being converted into true believers.

One by one, they left, and it wasn't long before only Mr. and Mrs. Baker and Jeffrey were left in the church.

Baker's wife, Ms. Hardy, was a more familiar believer, and she had been in contact with her for a long time, but her expression was more pious than ever, and she directly took out a large stack of banknotes that made Baker's face twitch and stuffed them directly into the offering box he brought.

It's a mess.

"Thank you for your help, Father!" Ms. Hardy's eyes are starting to turn red again.

"If you hadn't come in time, my Baker would have ......"

Yorkes glanced at Baker and saw him standing behind Ms. Hardy, his face twitching and helpless, and then laughed.

"Lady Hardy, this is the Lord's reward for you, and you don't have to take it to heart, as long as you continue as always."

Under Lady Hardy's reverent gaze, Yorkes made a cross as usual.

"Amen ......"

After finally sending off Mr. and Mrs. Baker, only Jeffrey, the still calm police officer, was left, and he bowed his head.

"Thank you, Father, and I will take it to heart."

Hearing this, Yorkes remembered the rookie from before, the trainee priest Archibald.

Of course, it was just a thought, and Yorke looked at the calm police officer in front of him, and he remembered the magic fluctuations and those few spells he felt last night, in fact, he had been paying attention to this officer for a long time.

"No thanks, the church and the devil are incompatible, and as the spokesman of the Lord, I have the responsibility to drive out evil."

Compared with ordinary people like Baker, York's words have changed a little for Jeffrey, who is obviously knowledgeable.

Jeffrey smiled, and the church was in line with his mother's statement, forming a black and white opposition to the demon.

Seeing this, Yorks seemed casual and continued. "Officer Jeffrey, I have a question for you about last night."

Jeffrey disagreed, "Father, please." ”

York laughed. "Officer Jeffrey, were those spells you said last night magic?"

Hearing this, Jeffrey hesitated, but he didn't hesitate for long.

"Magic? No, it's the witchcraft my mother left behind. ”

With that, Jeffrey took out his bone necklace and continued.

"Through the necklace left by my mother, with this as a medium, I can use two spells."

"Witchcraft?"

A twinkle flashed in York's eyes, and he instantly remembered the difference between magic and witchcraft.

Magic works from the inside out through itself, while witchcraft is a bit special, using the power of faith as the source and drugs as the medium of drugs, bones, corpses and other items.

That is, magic acts directly on the target, and witchcraft acts indirectly on the target through a medium.

"Your mother is a wizard?"

Jeffrey nodded, he didn't want to hide the savior's thoughts, he told Baker everything, but Baker didn't believe it.

"Yes, Father."

Yorks thought back to the magic fluctuations of the night before, and he felt that he could use it too, and Yorks looked at Officer Jeffrey, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his face became serious.

"Officer Jeffrey, can you teach me the spell you used last night?"

Jeffrey was stunned, but did not refuse.

"Well, Father, yes, yes, but those few spells don't ......"

As soon as he said this, Geoffrey looked at the priest's raised right hand in front of him, his pupils began to vibrate violently, and in that right hand, he felt extremely strong and familiar energy fluctuations.

"Is this the energy you used yesterday?" Looking at Jeffrey with a bewildered face, York smiled, he had 157.5 points of this energy.

"I seem to have the conditions to learn?"

Jeffrey nodded stunned.

"Yes......"

In this case, it didn't take long for Jeffrey to begin to transform into a teacher explaining spells to York.

The first is Repello: A spell used to push an enemy away or away.

The second is Exorcio: a spell used to attack demons or evil forces.

The third sentence is Protego: used to create a protective barrier against attacks and magic.

Teach and remember, until the Bakers outside can't wait to find them.

"Father, that's all I have to say."

Jeffrey was a little embarrassed, his mother had taught him these three sentences since she disappeared.

Yorkes suppressed the agitation in his heart, "It's okay, Officer Jeffrey, I owe you a favor, if you need help, please tell me, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely do my best." ”

Jeffrey took a deep breath, in fact, he was for this, especially after knowing how powerful the priest in front of him was.

"Thank you, Father, I will."

Hearing this, Yorkes smiled, not feeling much in his heart, this is a fair deal.

A cross was drawn on his chest, and York said earnestly.

"The Lord will bless you, Amen."

Jeffrey bowed his head in return, then pulled a bewildered Baker and quickly left the church.

When the figures of the two disappeared, York, who had been standing on the edge of the stage, grinned, silently read out the window in his heart, looked at the three extra skills on it, and whispered.

"Exorcio."

As the newly learned spell fell, a white light appeared in the sky above York, and it was combining into various shapes with his thoughts, such as arrowheads, long swords, long knives, and so on.

After the test, Yorks dissipated the energy above him and continued to test the other two, which were basically successful.

A total of three points of mana were consumed, Yorks patted his shoulder and the invisible dust on the hem of his clothes, after a long time, he finally had three skills around his body, and with these three simple spells alone, his strength was a few points higher than before.

Through such a crude transformation of the system and the transformation of his own spells, the power is incomparable.

What used to be 70 percent efficient use of a little mana is now 100 percent.

In the past, it might have cost two points to block the demon's impact, but now with Protego, he probably only needs one point, which is a qualitative change.

And his attack methods are more Exorcio (exorcism), which is varied and targeted.

There's also the Repello spell that allows him to keep the remote output in a ranged environment and play a kite tactic.

Thinking of this, York turned to the statue of Jesus above and began to pray.

"Thank the Lord."

"York Johan pays you respect and affection."

"Thank you for giving me the strength and courage to fight evil and overcome it."

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