"Good. Emlyn agreed very calmly.

Marić didn't say anything more, and the figure disappeared abruptly.

He knew that a specific plan of action could not be discussed at once, and Emlyn White had to go back to seek the opinions of the blood clan higher-ups first, so he did not stop.

This may be my chance to gain divinity and become an earl...... Emlyn smiled and watched as Marić's "resentful spirit" quietly left.

He had not yet digested the extraordinary properties of the Crimson Scholar, and the chance to become an Earl meant receiving the promise of a free ritual or the recipe for the corresponding potion.

The carriage went on and stopped at the door of the Harvest Chapel, and Emlyn looked at the gray mist in the air with satisfaction, pressed her silk top hat, and walked out of the carriage without slowness and through the gate.

After changing into a brown clergyman's robe, he took a rag and a bucket of water, and carefully wiped the candlesticks on both sides.

It was only after Father Utravsky, who seemed to be a little taller, finished his early morning sermon that Emlin stopped working and complained:

"Why did you let Ernes go back?"

He only asked to volunteer for a month. "Father Utrawski was not a little tired of Emrin's recent repetition of the question, and seemed patient.

Thinking of what happened to him, Emlin suddenly felt a little unbalanced, and couldn't help muttering again:

"He was forced to volunteer, not on his own initiative, he can't set a deadline, at least he has to do it for half a year!"

Father Utrawski smiled and replied:

"He did a good job, and he had been working hard for a month to guide the believers and copy the holy scriptures, and I could clearly feel that he had been able to appreciate the preciousness of life and the joy of a good harvest. ”

The muscles in Emlin's face twitched slightly:

"He's, no, he's about to become a believer in Mother Earth?"

"No, and I didn't intend to force him to convert. "I just let him understand the teachings of the Mother Goddess and feel the bits and pieces of life, and I hope that when he feels lost in the future, he will remember that there is such a spiritual home, the embrace of his mother." ”

Emlyn's lips twitched a few times, and finally he didn't say anything, buried his head, and continued wiping.

............

Joe Wood, inside a house.

Furth sat in a high-backed chair, his eyes slightly diverging at the empty glass bottle on the desk in front of him.

She finally digested the "astrologer" potion some time ago, and today, under Hugh's care, she used the Brain of Asman and the curse of the ancient wraith to mix it into the "Recorder" potion, plucked up the courage and drank it.

At this moment, she felt that her brain was rapidly expanding, gray folds and bumps were increasing wildly, and her body was gradually blurring and disintegrating into cells.

The cells have a halo of light, as if they form a "door" around the brain.

Faintly, Furth heard the familiar whisper again, but it was very ethereal, very vague, and it was impossible to distinguish the specific words, which did not affect her with a lot of experience.

It didn't take long for Forth to finally regain control of his brain and cells, and to feel his body's presence.

Almost at the same time, a great deal of knowledge echoed through her mind, making her understand how to use the "Recorder" ability:

The mutated "brain" reproduces the extraordinary abilities used by the target, and then drives the activated cells to form the corresponding symbols, patterns, and logos to complete the storage.

This is "I come, I see, I record", with the spirit as the pen and the spirit as the paper!

At present, I can only record an extraordinary ability with divine influence, the higher the opponent's sequence, the higher the probability of my failure, even if the sequence is 4, a dozen times may not be able to succeed once...... The extraordinary ability of Sequences 6 and 5 can record 8, which is half the effect of the original, and Sequences 7 to 9 can record 20, and the effect is close to the original...... When the potion is further digested, there will be improvements in all aspects...... Combining those knowledge with his own feelings, Forthth muttered a few words to himself.

This seems to be the same as "Lemanno's Travel Notes", but Foirth thinks that no one can be too superb, and the two are complementary, after all, she can lease "Lemanor's Travel Notes" to Tarot members in exchange for extraordinary abilities, but it is impossible for her to rent them out.

"By Sequence 6, the 'apprentice' is considered to have enough combat ability!" Firth pulled his thoughts back and turned his head to Hugh next to him.

She quickly took the pen and paper on the other side of the table, brushed it and began to write:

"Dear Teacher,

"I'm glad to tell you that I've finally become a 'record officer' and I'm just one step away from my dream of 'traveling'......"

As soon as Furth had written a few words, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hugh stand up, walk towards the door, and hurriedly call out to the other party:

"Eh, why don't you go find a good restaurant and celebrate?"

Hugh replied solemnly:

"Your spiritual overflow is still quite serious, and it will take several days to control it through meditation, uh, you can't smoke, you can't drink, you can't indulge too much. ”

After the admonition, she added:

"I still have a commission to do, so I'm almost enough to redeem the contribution to the 'Judge' formula. ”

“...... All right. Furth spread his hands.

Out of the house, Hugh unchained, got on a bike designed for teenagers, and rode towards Hilston.

According to the information she had received, the Viscount of Steford had ordered lunch at a luxurious restaurant there.

Arriving at the restaurant, Hugh locked his bicycle to a gas lamp pole and found a hidden corner to watch the people go by.

After some time, in the thin mist, a carriage drove by, with a coat of arms carved with a flower and two rings.

Hugh's attention was highly focused, and he watched as the carriage stopped at the door of the dining room, and saw Viscount Stafford over forty years old in a white hair jacket come down first, and gentlemanly handed his hand to the passengers behind him.

The lady in the dark red cloak.

Hugh could not read the woman's face clearly, only noticing that the woman's chin was soft and her skin was fair.

............

North Sunia Sea, aboard the "Blue Avenger".

With his feet off the ground, Alger Wilson floated behind the captain's cabin window, gazing out at the deck and the waves beyond.

He has already digested some of the "Ocean Singer" potion, and two weeks ago, he reported to the Storm Church, and exchanged the merits accumulated before for a "Wind Favorer" potion and successfully took it, that is, in the official information, the sequence has been raised to 6, of course, he has to re-digest the "Wind Favorer" potion, but this is not difficult.

The biggest problem is that the movement of the "Sea Singer" potion digestion is too obvious...... I should have bought the "Word of the Sea" cane and pushed it every time I sang a song...... Alger sighed silently, not too much regret, because even if he had decided to buy it, he didn't have that much money.

Moreover, he also preliminarily figured out a way to digest the potion of the "Ocean Singer".

It should be a little bit longer to get the information to confirm who the Folsack naval officer that Mr. Fool is going to investigate...... Alger withdrew his gaze and half-floated, half-flew back to the desk where the brass sextant was placed.

At this time, two sailors burped and passed on the deck.

"There seem to be krakens in this sea, and their singing can always be heard at night...... one of the sailors said uncertainly.

His companion suddenly sneered:

"How is that possible? How can the Siren's song be so ugly?

"It must be some kind of sea monster that made a noise!"

............

Silver City, not as lively as the "daytime" on the training ground.

A pile of blue ice was piled up there, like a hill.

Derick did not carry his own weapons, stood in front of the iceberg with his bare hands, and prayed reverently:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

After reciting his name and saying his request, he glanced at Colin Iliad, the chief of the Council of Six, who was waiting in the distance, and strode over to the pile of ice.

Seeing this, Colin, who was carrying the twin swords, held a bottle of golden liquid that emitted light and heat in his hand, leaned closer, and watched as Darek exerted his strength into the pile of ice, burying himself completely, leaving no gaps.

A deep and hazy darkness descended suddenly, and even lightning flashed through the sky, but it could not illuminate the place.

In an instant, an indescribable surge appeared all around, as if a pair of eyes were casting their gaze from the depths of darkness.

Colin Iliad could clearly feel that Derrick had fallen into a deep sleep, and even though his face was pale and his body trembled slightly from the ice that could not be melted, he did not wake up.

He no longer hesitated, and threw the potion forward, and a ghostly transparent figure emerged and enveloped it.

The figure walked through the dark blue ice to the small space that Darek had propped up, took out the potion, and poured it into Dareik's mouth.

As soon as this was done, it immediately retreated and left the ice.

Brush!

Colin Iliad suddenly drew his straight sword and slashed to the right rear, slashing out a stream of yellow pus and a rotting monster with eyes all over it.

This came out of nowhere!

At this moment, Colin Iliad saw a blazing light rising from the pile of blue ice, throwing a pure light different from lightning around, warm, warm, bright, full of life.

It filled Colin's eyes as if it had come from before the Age of Darkness.

The Silver City Chief watched intently, unmoved for a long time, until another monster emerged from the darkness.

............

Above the gray mist, inside the ancient palace.

"Little 'Sun' is also in Sequence 5......" Crane breathed a sigh of relief, retracting his gaze from the crimson star representing "Sun" and casting his gaze on the other one.

That symbolizes Miss "Justice", who has completed many tasks of the Psychological Alchemy Society in more than a month, and can exchange it for the "Dream Walker" potion formula.

This means that she will face Herwin Lambis again.

PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a family reunion~