Elden Clergyman

However, Lord was completely oblivious to the awkwardness in the scene. Instead, he focused all his attention on the word "witch", and his expression changed slightly.

Ladies, this is not a popular word.

In the Soul World, magic teachers have always been a high-risk profession, and among them, "witches" are even more mortal than the other. Merchant professions still consider mortality, but for witches, it's directly about survival rate...

This person needs special attention.

Looking at the witch in front of him, Lord thought for a moment and said, "Excuse me, can I learn magic from you, Miss Reina?"

"I......"

Miss Lani, who called herself Reina, paused and glanced at Melina beside him with a somewhat stiff expression.

"You should just call me Lani. Also, you don't have the talent to learn magic, and I have no intention of teaching you."

No qualifications?

Lord opened his panel and looked at the attributes on it, feeling a little confused.

Isn't his intelligence 10? He's not a mentally retarded warrior with an intelligence of 9, so why is he unqualified?

Or is it that the requirements for magic teachers have become higher in this game?

"Lani's level is also the highest among magicians." Seeing that the situation seemed a bit awkward, Melina helped to explain.

: Oh, so they teach high-level magic, the kind that cannot be used if you don’t have enough intelligence, right?

8 When Lord felt that he understood, he raised his head.

Wu: "Then..."

7 “This is for you.”

Before Lu Ran could finish his words, the blue-skinned four-handed puppet suddenly interrupted him, took out a bell and a ball of gray substance, and stuffed them into his hands.

㈥ "I was entrusted by Torret's former master to pass it on to you. It can summon the souls in the ashes that have not returned to the tree, and make them temporarily recognize you as their master."

After Shan finished speaking, she quickly withdrew her hand and glanced at Melina on the side. Her tone sounded a little faster than before.

"The items have been delivered. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"No, wait, there's one more thing."

After accepting the soul-calling bell and the ashes of the separated wolf, Lord stopped the other party who was about to leave.

"Can you please leave me your contact information? Or where can I find you?"

Lani: “?”

Melina: “?”

"unnecessary."

Lani looked at him coldly, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

"I think we won't have any intersection in the future."

Having said that, she disappeared.

After she disappeared, Melina looked at Lord, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"You, don't like her type, do you?"

"No."

When Lord heard this, he knew she had misunderstood, but he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"Well, you can understand it as I have this ability to vaguely see a person's fate, especially one related to death. And when I was talking to her just now, I felt that she was already on the verge of death... I mean, she might die..."

But obviously, Lord is not good at lying, and Melina doesn't really believe what he said.

The destined death related to fate does exist. The previous ruler was called Queen of the Night Eyes, and the current ruler is now in front of Lord. The most critical god-killing ability is still sealed in the crack outside the border area.

Although in addition to these two, some destined deaths were stolen and used to kill two and a half "gods", the one who stole the destined deaths was the "Witch Lani" who just left.

The two parties mentioned by Lord are both here now. If Melina hadn't known from their conversation just now that he had lost his memory and knew nothing about the border area, she would have thought he was being sarcastic to her.

"I have no intention of interfering in your relationship problems, but if it's that person, I suggest you give up as soon as possible. She's... somewhat dangerous."

"Okay, I understand." Lord nodded, but didn't take it to heart.

What generation of witch teachers isn't dangerous? And there's also the devilish male teacher who's a killer by trade; he's incredibly skilled in this traditional craft.

But at the moment, Melina obviously misunderstood his meaning. If he continued to explore, it would probably only cause greater misunderstandings, so Lord simply stopped talking.

Anyway, even if the magic teacher dies, he will usually die in the later stage, so there is no need for him to rush.

So he stopped asking about Lani and went to Brother Kale. When the witch was there, Kale seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. He didn't open his eyes until she left. He was still a little confused about why he fell asleep. Then he started to make a deal with Lord, and the sense of incongruity in his heart gradually dissipated.

As we chatted, the night grew darker.

As the sound faded, the chat gradually came to an end, and Lord prepared to leave.

Just as they were about to part, Kale seemed to remember something.

"By the way, there's someone I want to introduce you to."

"If you hear a wolf howl later, type the signal directly below the sound."

Chapter 10: Not a Small Garden

The code word that Kale said was a body gesture of snapping his fingers.

He didn't say who the other person was, but Lord felt that since he was introduced by Brother Kale, he should be a reliable guy... right?

Lord originally thought so, but suddenly remembered that in Dark Souls III, the person who had the best relationship with the thief and had saved his life seemed...

It's called Patch.

But speaking of Patch...

"Brother Kale, have you ever heard of a man called 'Pachi'?"

"I might have heard of this, but I've heard a lot of names, so I might have missed some. If you're in a hurry, and there are other guests coming, I can ask for you..."

"Ah, that's not necessary." Lord waved his hand: "I'm not in a hurry to find him."

He was just asking casually, as it was still unclear whether there was Pachi in this world.

After finishing talking about Patch, Lord looked at the gradually darkening sky and stood up to leave the half-ruined church.

Then, he rode on Torret, found a hillside, lit a bonfire, took out the spiral sword and inserted it into it, sat down, raised his head, and looked at the strange and mysterious world in the distance.

The undead don't need to rest. At most, they just need to take a break when they feel mentally exhausted.

But he had just come out of the simulation and had experienced so much in less than a day, so he needed to sit down and sort out his thoughts, and at the same time provide a chance for his two travel companions to rest.

"If you need to rest, then rest. I don't need to sleep. I can keep watch."

The crackling bonfire attracted a few red butterflies, as if they had been burned by the flames, which landed on Melina's shoulders, causing her to glance sideways slightly and her voice to soften a bit.

"I don't need a break either."

Alice didn't say anything, but just stood at the edge of the hill, looking quietly into the distance, her blue eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars.

In this way, the three of them gathered together by the fire, sitting or standing, sorting out their different thoughts in different postures.

for a long time.

tick-

A drop of rain fell on Melina's palm.

"It is going to rain?"

Lord also noticed the water droplets, raised his head and glanced at the dark clouds in the sky.

It's strange, why does the weather in this border area change so suddenly? It was sunny during the day, why is it suddenly raining now?

"It will rain heavily," added Alice.

After all, during the day, a bunch of messy flames were burning there. Although the noise didn't seem that loud due to Lord's laws, it was actually quite noisy and evaporated a lot of water vapor.

Now that it has finally calmed down and the temperature has started to drop, the water vapor that evaporated during the day will definitely fall down.

"Ah... do you two have umbrellas?"

"What's an umbrella?" asked Alice.

"It's something to keep the rain out."

Seeing that neither of them moved, Lord thought for a moment and took out the Dragon Hunting Shield - a large shield that looked like a silver-white iron mushroom.

Then he enlarged it, raised it, turned it into an umbrella cover, and propped it up with weapons. Then he waved to them, indicating that the two of them should come to him.

"Don't worry about thunder. This shield has a 95% thunder resistance."

Alice tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then teleported under the shield.

Melina was a little hesitant at first, but after seeing Alice teleport over, she was silent for a moment, then took a step and walked under the shield.

Then, it started to rain heavily.

The night was long and silent, with only the sound of raindrops adorning the silence of the three people.

After a long time, Melina suddenly remembered something and turned her head to look at her shoulder.

There was a Martian butterfly attracted by the flames. It was splashed by rain just now, and the flames on its wings looked a little dim.

In the border area, Martian butterflies are a very common type of butterfly. They are attracted by flames, burn themselves, and then leave behind remains. They are a common "fire source" used by people in the border area to make flames and burning props.

There is also a special kind of Martian butterfly that exists in the shadow land. The butterfly called the "Black Fire Butterfly" is attracted by her brother's flames. Their situation is basically similar. It is also common there and is used as a "fire source" to make props.

But in fact, fire is not necessary for the survival of these two butterflies. On the contrary, the cause of death of these two butterflies is often fire.

As if on a mission, they rushed towards the flames, leaving behind debris that became the kindling of fire.

Although the flames on this butterfly were temporarily extinguished by the rain, it was obvious that it would not survive for long as the butterfly was stained by the sparks and only had broken wings left.

Melina looked at it for a while. For some reason, looking at the broken, struggling butterfly, she felt some inexplicable feeling in her heart.

The back of my hand ached slightly, and my tightly closed left eye moved a little.

One is the scar left from past burnings, and the other is the Night Eye that once controlled the fate of death despite being deprived of its core.

She didn't know what had happened, but after she came to her senses, she instinctively reached out and tried to take the butterfly off her shoulder.

However, just as she raised her hand, a finger suddenly appeared and touched the broken, struggling, dying butterfly before her.

A glimmer of light came on.

Flames burst out from the fingertips and, along with the flow of soul, were injected into the butterfly's body.

It burned again.

But unlike before, this time, the light burning on it was orange, warm and bright, like the fire emitted by a hot stone.

The flames burned, and the broken wings became full again. It spread its wings, left Melina's shoulders, and flew into the rain with a little warm light. It did not fall, but spread outward until it disappeared at the end of the sight.

Lord felt a little embarrassed when he saw Melina looking at him.

"Well, I just saw it was about to die, and I happened to have some healing spells that I wasn't very proficient in, so I thought I'd use them to practice..."

This is the truth, although when he was in the simulation world, he always cast spells according to the standards.

But this was reality, and coupled with the minor damage he had suffered before, he was thinking about whether he could make the first move, using less mana and casting a weakened version of the spell.

He happened to catch a glimpse of the butterfly on Melina's shoulder, so he tried it and threw a weakened version of "Warm Fire" at it with his fingertips.

It turns out, yes.

But now that I think about it, putting my hands on her without her consent and without any greetings does seem a bit offensive...

Melina didn't answer, but just looked at him silently for a while, then turned her head and cast her gaze into the darkness again.

The butterfly has clearly left, but for some reason, when I stare at the place where it disappeared, I still seem to see a glimmer of light.

I don't know when the phantom pain and restlessness subsided.

On the other side, seeing that she didn't continue to care about it, Lord also breathed a sigh of relief. After retracting his hand, he looked up again, looked at the rainy night outside, and continued to organize his thoughts.

Then, there was no conversation that night.

Until the dark clouds dispersed and the sky became bright.

......

"Where did you get the map?"