This isn't a souls-like game at all.

A single attribute at level 70 is a qualitative enhancement and has a higher priority than other common characteristics.

After adding the points, he rested in the temple for a night after a long time. Early the next morning, Ye Yiyi took out the repaired weapons, said goodbye to Bai Yu and the Saint, and then returned to the holy monument on the [Sacrifice Street] in Huayuan Village.

He appeared out of nowhere on a street full of hunters and knights. Fortunately, the light curtain of the holy monument concealed his figure, so he was not discovered.

"Wow? So many hunters?"

He looked around at the hunters who were armed with weapons and searching house to house for the remnants of divine pollution accompanied by the Knights of the Fire Crown, and nodded slightly.

Come to think of it, the Church of the Hunting God's assistance to the Principality of Rit has not yet ended. If one wants to control an entire country, relying on just a few people is definitely not enough.

Therefore, almost every moment, new church members came from the heart of the Fire Sparrow Flower Kingdom and took the route from Garden Village to the royal capital.

So it’s normal to have a lot of people.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Yiyi adjusted the spell positions.

Having gained so many new spells last night, as well as a new spell slot, he had to find a chance to try them out.

But after a little calculation, he found that he had too few spell slots.

He now possesses a lot of magic, most of which are functional magic and very practical.

After making the choice, he found that he was unwilling to change any of them.

"It's a bit difficult." He couldn't help but frown, "Besides, I don't have many Soul Condensation Skulls left. Once the curse of the Underground Clear Water Channel is lifted, I won't have a place to farm these things for the time being. One less is one used.

"It seems that the most urgent thing is to increase the upper limit of spell slots. Ten is simply not enough!"

In the game, there are three ways to increase spell slots.

The first is to add points and improve the "concentration" attribute, so that you can obtain a large number of spell slots through characteristics.

The second is to collect concentration cultivation methods, each of which can increase the upper limit of one spell slot.

Of the 10 spell slots Ye Yiyi currently possesses, 7 are provided by the concentration practice method.

The third is to wear accessories that can increase spell slots.

The first and third methods are no longer useful.

There is no way to add points, and in this remote place like Garden Village, it is impossible to find a ring that can increase spell slots.

Therefore, the only way to increase spell slots is to collect and practice concentration methods.

Ye Yiyi thought for a moment and looked around.

"I have an idea!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he changed his clothes on the spot, putting on the Zhige magician robe he found in Ezana's closet, and then put on the Yongyue pointed hat.

After replacing the magic with the type he would need later, he walked out of the light curtain and slowly walked towards the castle under the surprised gazes of the hunters.

Magician Mikaela! Appear!

Chapter 170 Set off again

Before going to the castle to meet Agosto, Ye Yiyi found an empty alley and disguised himself.

Otherwise, when I meet Clifford later, it would be too stupid to tell Zhang Gesi that I am Michaela.

He stroked the ring on his finger and activated the mask magic ring.

After a moment, he nodded with satisfaction at the light screen in selfie mode with black hair and black eyes.

"Not bad, not bad. Still as handsome as before... Oh, and you too."

He looked at the dung beetles falling from the sky.

"Your red shell and big horns are too conspicuous. You should change your appearance."

But the mask ring didn't work on the dung beetle, so he tried using mimicry.

A dim white light flashed, and the dung beetle on his shoulder immediately turned into a pair of bright red metal shoulder armor.

Feeling the dung beetle's emotional feedback of "everything is normal", Ye Yiyi was quite satisfied with it.

"This magic is really intelligent. It can even change people."

Since Virgil is still sleeping in the castle stable, there is no need to worry about it for now.

Ye Yiyi, with a new look, walked out of the alley and came to the castle gate. After reporting to the knights on duty, he soon came to a room and saw Agosto, who looked tired.

The old hunter seemed to have not slept all night. Not only were his eyes bloodshot, but he also looked a little listless.

"You are...Ms. Michaela?"

He looked up and down at Ye Yiyi's new appearance, seeming a little confused.

"I heard about you from Eurost... It's nice to meet you, Agosto."

Ye Yiyi lifted a corner of the brim of her hat with her fingertips and smiled at the old hunter.

Agosto glanced at the ring on Ye Yiyi's left hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked suddenly enlightened. Then he stood up straight, performed a hunter's etiquette, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's my honor to meet you."

The two men smiled at each other, and then Agosto dismissed the hunters who had come to watch and closed the door of the room.

Without outsiders present, Agosto, who knew the whole situation, spoke a little more freely.

"I was wondering why Mr. Gus left so hastily last night. I thought he had something urgent to do... I wonder why Mr. Michaela came to visit?"

"I want to learn the Fire Sparrow Monastery's concentration practice method." Ye Yiyi didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose.

Agosto was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Michaela, you have given me a really difficult problem."

"Is it difficult?"

"It's not very difficult, it's very difficult." The old hunter shook his head.

"The Concentration Cultivation Method, to some extent, represents power itself, and can also be said to be the foundation of a sect or religious group.

"Regardless of the religious order, the distribution of the Concentration Practice Method is strictly guarded. Not only outsiders, but even members of the sect who wish to receive it. Becoming a hymnist requires a long and challenging time.

"...Do you understand what I mean?"

"That means there's no other way." Ye Yiyi frowned slightly and took out two books on concentration cultivation methods of the Holy Blood Cult from behind him.

"What do you think? I'll use a replica of this to exchange with the Fire Sparrow Monastery?"

"Is this the Holy Blood Cult's concentration training method?"

"Yes."

"Based on my experience, this is difficult to accomplish." Agosto shook his head.

“This is a pagan method of concentration. Even if the monastic order obtains it, it will not be able to use it due to conflicts of faith.

"In terms of importance, it cannot compare to my own concentration practice."

"Is it so difficult?" Ye Yiyi couldn't help scratching his head.

But he could understand it, after all, this thing represented strength and power.

If ordinary people get it, it means they have climbed the ladder of class transition and become the superior people from then on.

Something like this that can change one's destiny cannot be overemphasized no matter how strictly one looks at it.

Finally, Agosto delivered the fatal blow.

“Also, Clifford doesn’t have the Fire Sparrow Order’s concentration training method.

"After all, this is a border area, there is no need to train monks.

"Even if a promising hymnist is discovered, he will be sent to a large monastery in the kingdom's capital to receive training."

"Is that so? Hey..."

With a helpless sigh, Ye Yiyi finally understood.

It is impossible to rely on your identity to skip the exploration stage and get important items.

If he wanted to obtain the Fire Sparrow Monastery's concentrated power to practice the private method of Zero Dream and Weeping Erlin (Three), it seemed that he could only go to the large monastery in the capital and then think of a way.

"Forget it, now that I'm here, I might as well do something before leaving." He stood up, walked to the window, and took out his staff.

Agosto was stunned, but did not say anything to disturb him.

He just sighed in his heart:

As expected of a humanoid ancient dragon, not only is he skilled in close combat with a huge sword, he can fight his way in and out of a group of blood-clotting monsters, and he even knows magic.

And judging by the concentration required of him to practice the Dharma, maybe he also knows hymns!

It's outrageous fucking open the door to outrageous, outrageous home.

Apart from the fact that Gu Long can't have children, is there anything else he can't do?

Ye Yiyi didn’t know what Agosto was thinking, otherwise he would have to complain that Gu Long actually had offspring.

He raised the Silver Moon Staff with a jade flower, and a deep blue light flickered within the moondust crystals.

Magic·Surge Growth!

A blue light flashed by, and then a faint blue light fell from the sky under the blue sky.

The light not only covered the entire Garden Village, but also covered the farmland outside the village and even the old flower fields in the distance.

The villagers and knights stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky following the light.

In the emergence of this surging vitality, people's injuries are healed and their pain is eliminated.

Green buds are sprouting in the cracks between the bricks and stones, adding to the vibrant greenery.

In the rice fields in the distance, rice seeds are growing well.

And at the farthest point, the Fire Crown Knight Dylan stood on the wooden wall, staring blankly at the old flower field that had long since turned into a forbidden zone for life with the bewildered soldiers.

Dark brown branches burst through the soil, sprouting and growing rapidly, filling the field with flowers in just a few seconds.

Finally, blood-red flowers bloomed together, dyeing the ground in front of them red.

After many years, flowers are blooming again in the old flower fields that had long been deserted.

Ye Yiyi retracted his staff, looked down from above, and gazed into the distance at the bright red flower fields covering the ground.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the two inscriptions symbolizing the Lord of Holy Blood and the Archbishop of Holy Blood were quietly shining.

"Goodbye, both of you."

He said silently in his mind, then turned to face the stunned Agosto.

"In that case, I should get ready to go."

Agosto was trying to adjust his frightened expression and was stunned when he heard this.

"Leaving? Now?"

"Yeah, with you guys here, you don't need me anymore."

Ye Yiyi suddenly reacted and took out a piece of tattered cloth with a six-winged firebird emblem painted on it from behind him and showed it to the old hunter.

This was what he found on the knight at the entrance of the cave.

"Do you recognize this coat of arms?"

"This looks like the emblem of the Blazing Falcon." The old hunter looked up thoughtfully. "Master Michaela, have you met the Oath Knight of the Blazing Falcon?"

"If the dead are counted... what are their origins?"

"It's an ancient religious order with a long history, led by the Blazing Sky Falcon, whose purpose is to hunt down those who desecrate life.

"Although this cult consists of a small number of members, they are all strong individuals selected from among hundreds of thousands. They welcome anyone who comes. As long as you gain the recognition of the Blazing Sky Falcon, you can become a member."

Agosto handed the coat of arms back to him. "Their base is located on the Laman Plateau, northwest of the Campbell Kingdom. If you're interested, you can go and take a look."

"Okay, thank you for letting me know." Ye nodded slightly. The old hunter was really reliable.

"No, it's just a matter of two sentences."

After the incident in Garden Village was over, Ye Yiyi did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he went to find the half-stone man Oturo to say goodbye to this good friend.

The half-stone hunter was indeed rough but meticulous. He recognized Michaela's identity in just a moment, which made Ye Yiyi a little distressed.