Chapter 526
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Reynolds did not expect that the commotion at the excavation site last night would have alerted even the Cardinal. It seemed that the old bishop was right; war theurgy should not be used carelessly.
Fortunately, I am now a mature cleric. I have learned how to destroy corpses and erase clues.
But now that I have the magical wooden hammer, I will not have to be afraid of enemies escaping into the pit.
He thought to himself as he changed the topic.
"Shall we talk about theurgy?"
Eric nodded, took out his notebook, and flipped it open.
In the process of modifying the theurgy, she had accumulated many new problems that she wanted to discuss with Reynolds.
Thus, Reynolds began his lecture. Eric sat obediently like a student and listened attentively.
And so, the normal teaching of theurgy continued until noon. The old bishop had prepared lunch and warmly invited Eric to join him.
The lunch was sumptuous. There was cream of mushroom soup, pan-fried steak, crispy pancakes, fish head pie, and a fresh salad.
The old bishop had always been good at cooking, but due to his poverty, he could not show his culinary skills. But now, things were different. The Mia Sect was rich, and the days of eating potatoes were over!
The three of them sat at the table and ate. The kittens crouched under the table and drank milk. It was a picture of familial warmth.
As the three of them ate, they chatted about what they had seen and heard. Although Eric listened silently most of the time, listening to the conversation between Reynolds and the old bishop, he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.
It had been a long time since she ate with others. Bishop Yek was very busy and did not have much time. Her followers would not sit at the same table as her, so she ate alone most of the time.
Although the food of the Holy Light Sect was better than that of the Mia Sect, Eric still felt that the food here was more fragrant. There was a special, warm taste to it …
The heartwarming and sumptuous lunch was soon over. Reynolds was busy clearing the table while Eric leaned on the bench in the garden with the kittens in his arms. His big eyes were slightly drooping, as if he wanted to take a nap.
Logically speaking, she should not be wasting her time here as she still had to return to the church in the afternoon to deal with various chores. But for some reason, Erik was a little stubborn today. Not only did she not want to go back, she even wanted to sleep on Reynolds's little bed.
Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, she suddenly felt something poking her gently.
She hurriedly opened her eyes and saw Renault's strong little donkey standing beside her. It had a very strong holy aura around it and was clumsily reaching out one of its hooves to pass something over.
Eric hurriedly took it, only to find that it was a butterfly made of grass.
"Thank you!"
Eric hurriedly said. He couldn't help but take a closer look at the donkey.
"Have we met before?"
She still remembered that she had seen this strange donkey somewhere before. Its aura had left a deep impression on her, but she did not expect it to be Renault's mount.
This made Eric very curious. She could not help but wonder what kind of donkey it was. How could it be so holy? It was like a legendary holy beast.
Unfortunately, the donkey did not pay her any attention. It did not even give her a second look. It just shrunk back to the other side of the garden.
One had to know that animals were different from people or objects. Their aura was innate. It could not be cultivated, nor could it be strengthened. Therefore, Eric speculated that the donkey was a natural-born holy beast. It had an innate holiness and nobility. It was a very rare and precious animal.
Even the three major churches did not have many holy beasts like this.
No wonder it was so strong and so smart.
Mia's Cult is really something. Not only is the food delicious, the kittens are cute, and they even have holy beasts.
Pastor Renault is also very handsome, very knowledgeable, and very gentle.
Eric lowered her head to look at the grass butterfly in her hand. It was very delicate, fully demonstrating the craftsmanship of the creator.
She suddenly realized that the people and animals of Mia's Cult were all very smart.
Reynolds, of course, was the smartest person she had ever met. The old bishop was also a wise elder. The kittens were obedient and clingy. She heard that they could already help Reynolds with some simple household chores. Even the donkey was just as nimble with his hands.
Could it be that the Goddess Mia was a goddess of wisdom? But isn't the God of Wisdom Phal? Is he Phal's follower?
I wonder if he can give me wisdom and make me smart too?
A dangerous thought suddenly appeared in Eric's mind.
But fortunately, she quickly realized the mistake of this thought. She quickly shook her head and threw this ridiculous thought out of her mind.
Renault had just finished washing the dishes. He walked over and asked in confusion.
"Why are you shaking your head when you're alone?"
"No … I …"
"Ugh …"
Eric did not know how to explain it to Renault. She could only let out a cute whimper, trying to get away with it.
Renault let her go just like that. He noticed the straw butterfly in her hand.
"Is this a gift from Amia?"
Eric nodded and asked, "You're right.
"Amia? Is that its name? It's cute. It sounds like a bunny's name. "
"Haha, that's the name I gave it."
Renault smiled proudly and said, "That's right.
"It only knew how to weave grasshoppers yesterday. Now it knows how to weave butterflies? Maybe it can weave Tintin Cat tomorrow? "
Just as Erik was about to ask him where he found the donkey and how he managed to weave it, a visitor came to visit the usually quiet Mia's Church.
Renault quickly went out to greet them. Eric stayed in the garden to avoid suspicion.
It was a group of four people dressed like mercenaries. Walking in front was a middle-aged man with a stocky back and a bearded beard. Beside him was an auntie who was even more muscular than Reynolds.
The other two were an elf dressed like a sorcerer and a caveman archer with a longbow.
Reynolds went up to greet him curiously.
"May the Goddess protect you. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Hello, you must be Reverend Renault. My name is Gethen. As you can see, I'm a mercenary. Bart introduced me. "
The mercenary replied politely and handed over a letter of introduction.
He was actually introduced by the weapon store?
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