Roland was resurrected on the altar of the Church of the Life Goddess, naked again. However, he felt very tired this time, and he didn't feel as light as before. He opened the system menu, only to discover that he had a weak status that would last for two hours.
It was a retro setting. In a regular game, it would only be a negative status, and he would be fine after some time. But it was not the case in this game.
At this moment, Roland felt that his body had been hollowed out. He did not even want to move. He breathed hard on the altar, and when he finally felt better, he moved off the altar.
There was nobody in the church. Roland circled the church for a while, only to find that he was even more tired. He could only sit on a chair and rest with his eyes closed. Soon, his consciousness blurred.
There was no telling how long he slept, when the door of the church was opened, and Falken walked in with a set of white clothes. He seemed to have expected this when he saw Roland.
When Roland heard the commotion, he also came to his senses. He got up and subconsciously covered his crotch. He was greatly relieved to see that it was Falken.
Falken cast Language Proficiency at Roland and gave him the clothes, before he said, "Put them on, child."
Roland took the set of clothes and looked at it. It was a long robe with faint cyan patterns flowing on it. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item. He couldn't help but ask, "Is this a magic item?"
"Yes." Falken said with a smile, "This is what I wore when I was a mercenary when I was young. It can slightly improve the effect of magic. It's indeed a magic item, but it's not very valuable. I only kept it as a memento. "
"Then I can't accept it." Roland shook his head.
Falken smiled. "You don't have any clothes to wear now, do you?"
Roland thought for a moment and realized that it did make sense. He did not refuse it. He accepted the clothes and put them on. They fit him quite well. His head was dizzy again after he was done. He took a deep breath and sat back on the couch.
"What's wrong?" Falken could tell that Roland was uncomfortable.
"I've been resurrected consecutively. I'm weak now." Roland smiled bitterly.
After a brief silence, Falken said, "Thank you for saving the three children."
Roland was slightly surprised. "You knew?"
"Otherwise, why would I be here?" Falken smiled. "The three kids ran back in tears. Their words were all over the place, but they still made things clear. They accidentally entered the periphery of the giant spider's territory and were chased into the trees. You happened to pass by and saved them, but you died there. "
Roland found it odd. "Those spiders' territory isn't far from Red Mountain Town. Why don't you think of a way to get rid of them? If one day they enter the town, the consequences will be unimaginable. "
After a brief silence, Falken said bitterly, "Those spiders are all magical beasts. Regular people are no match for them. Besides, there are a lot of them. Only powerful professionals could kill them, but the problem was that there was no one in Red Mountain Town except for me, who could barely be considered a professional. Besides, I'm good at healing, not fighting. "
The old man's expression was one of helplessness. In fact, giant spiders attacked people more than ten times a year, and most of the victims were children. Adults ran fast and could generally escape, but children were not so lucky.
"If I could use magic, I wouldn't have had such a hard time." Roland was rather unwilling to give up. He was capable of killing the giant spiders, but he couldn't carry it out. "Old man, can you teach me how to use magic?"
Falken stared at Roland for a while and smiled. He had seen the same stubbornness when he was young. However, he had a poor foundation and a low ceiling, and it was useless to be stubborn. However, the young man before him was different. He could tell that the young man was well-educated and smart.
"There are three kinds of spellcasters. I'm a Priest, you're a Mage, and there's a Warlock. I can't teach you anything too sophisticated. After all, I'm just a low-level professional, "Falken said slowly," but I can tell you some basic knowledge. A Mage has to connect magic nodes to cast spells. The faster they are connected, the shorter the casting time will be. In the beginning, you can start with the lowest level of magic training. This way, even if you fail to cast a spell, you won't have your head explode because of the magic backlash. "
Falken pointed at his head with a mocking expression on his face.
Roland could only smile drily. After all, even he felt embarrassed about what happened.
"You should go out and eat something. Let's think about spells later. " Falken pointed at the door. "Sometimes, people feel weak because they're too hungry."
Roland wanted to eat something, too. He was indeed hungry. The game was so realistic that even hunger was taken into consideration. However, he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have any money for food."
"It will be a disgrace to Red Mountain Town if our great hero starves." Falken walked close and helped Roland to his feet. It had to be said that although the old man was old and looked like he was about to die, he was still quite strong.
When the two of them walked out of the church, Roland was surprised to find that there was a small thatched hut on the left side of the church. Although it was not large, he could see a bed, a cabinet, a table, and a chair from the window. On the table, there were a few steaming hot dishes on wooden plates.
At the entrance of the mountain, there were more than a dozen people, men and women, young and old. Among them, three children looked very familiar. Roland recognized them and waved slightly in greeting. Then, the dozen people suddenly bowed deeply, and the three children bowed even deeper, their heads almost touching the ground.
Roland was slightly shocked.
Falken patted Roland's back softly and said, "You deserve it."
"They're all poor people with nothing valuable. The only thing they can do to repay you is to build a house for you and cook a few dishes for you. Please don't mind."
At noon, the sun was shining brightly. Roland didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment. He had mixed feelings. He tried to squeeze out a smile, but it was a little sour.
After the greetings, the dozen people left. Falken helped Roland to the cottage and helped him sit down on a chair. Then, he left the cottage.
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