Chapter 124 "Retractable Rod"

"Meet High Priest Raymond."

In the magnificent hall.

Licia Wright, wearing a holy white robe and an emerald flower ornament on her waist, bowed slightly to High Priest Raymond.

After more than a month of training, she has become a glorious pastor and looks much more stable.

There is a sacred and pure aura in every gesture, which makes people want to worship him.

"Lisia, you're here."

Raymond, who was standing in front of the angel statue, turned around with a warm smile on his face: "I heard that you and Priest Morris have been preaching the doctrine in nearby villages and towns recently and have saved many people. Thank you for your hard work."

"It is my duty to shine the divine light on this land. I just don't want to see more people suffer."

Licia's expression was calm, as if she was saying something that was a matter of course.

Raymond showed a satisfied look when he heard this: "Very good, in the entire Qingyuan Province branch hall, you have the greatest hope of becoming a candidate for the Saint Maiden. I was right about you."

Every ten years, the temple headquarters will select a new Holy Son or Holy Daughter to take over the position of the previous one.

The screening process is very strict and one needs to obtain a reserve spot to be eligible to compete for the position of Holy Son or Holy Daughter.

Qingyuan Province, as a relatively remote place in the empire, was allocated only one reserve spot, which is enough to show how fierce the competition is.

But Raymond is not worried now.

Because he already knew that both the top leaders of the empire and the temple headquarters attached great importance to the revival of the Dream Forest.

As long as they make great contributions in this matter and investigate the situation of the Dream Forest clearly, they will definitely shine among all the branch halls, and it is not impossible for them to compete for the position of Holy Son or Holy Daughter.

By then, as the person who trains the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, his resume will look much better, and he may even be transferred to the position of bishop in those developed provinces!
"I wonder what the high priest wants from me?"

Licia asked, interrupting Raymond's thoughts.

Raymond raised his head and smiled, "It's like this, you should all have heard about the revival of the Dream Forest, right?"

"Yes, I heard from Priest Morris that the high priest called me here because of this matter?" A gleam of light flashed in Licia's calm eyes.

"Yes." Raymond's expression became serious. "You should know that the teachings of our temple are to let the holy light shine on the earth so that everyone can live a life without illness and pain."

"The Holy Light is merciful. Even in the Dream Forest, there should be Holy Light. So I want to send you to the Dream Forest to bring the blessing of Holy Light there!"

After all these words, they sound very high-sounding.

To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than an attempt to expand the influence of the temple in order to gain greater benefits and power.

If it were any other pastor or clergyman, they would probably be so excited that they would be speechless and would take on this great and sacred task without hesitation.

Even Licia herself was somewhat moved, but the reason she was moved was a little different.

The Temple actually wanted to send her to investigate the Dream Grove?

Then couldn't she enter the forest openly and listen to the voice of Lady Moon God?

Licia was a little excited.

When Raymond saw this excitement, he immediately felt that he was infected by his passionate speech, and his expression became even more satisfied.

"It seems that you are willing to take on this difficult task."

"Yes, please give this task to me. As long as I can spread the divine light, Licia will do anything!"

Have a look.

This thought, this awareness.

It is much more powerful than those lazy old priests!

Not to mention Raymond, even the other clergy who were working could not help but be moved.

They didn't expect that this new pastor who had just joined the temple for more than a month would have such a high level of ideological awareness, which made them feel inferior.

"Okay! I really saw you right!"

Raymond laughed heartily, he was indeed the candidate he had chosen.

Without further ado, he explained the mission information in detail, gave a few words of encouragement, and then let Licia leave.

By the time they arrived outside the hall, Licia's expression gradually returned to calm, as if she had long been accustomed to the false faces of these people.

"Lycia."

At this time, a woman wearing priest's attire and looking a little tired came from a distance.

"Priest Morris, what can I do for you?"

Licia still had great respect for the person in front of her, because he was a rare priest who truly used holy light to save people.

During this period, she followed the other person and traveled to the surrounding remote villages and towns to treat the illnesses of residents who could not afford the medicine.

Licia could see that the residents loved Priest Morris from the bottom of their hearts and were very supportive of her.

That's my temper... a bit weird.

"I've heard that you shouldn't have taken that mission. Did they force you?"

Priest Morris was carefree, just like the chatterbox aunt in the Gobi Desert, and his undisguised voice spread throughout the hall.

Clergy: …

Worshippers: …

For an instant.

There was silence in the chapel.

However, what was strange was that no one stood up to blame her. Instead, they looked away quickly after taking a look, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

"Priest Morris, isn't it inappropriate for you to say that?" Licia smiled.

Priest Morris is well-known in the temple for his outspokenness and for saying whatever he wants.

With her abilities, she should have been promoted to a priest long ago.

It is precisely because of this mouth that the higher-ups in the temple dislike him, so he is still just a priest.

"What's wrong with that? Holy Light advocates equality. You can't even deprive me of my freedom to speak, right?"

After saying this, Morris finally calmed down.

He looked at Lisia deeply, then sighed: "Remember to come to me when you encounter difficulties. It's really hard for you to accompany me to so many places during this period of time. And... don't believe what these people say casually. You just need to believe in the holy light in your heart."

After saying that, she turned and left.

After completing the missionary task, he immediately accepted another task of purifying an epidemic-affected area and hurriedly set off with his team.

From beginning to end.

They didn't stay in the temple for too long.

After she left, there were a few sneers in the chapel, laughing at her for doing such useless work. With her status, no matter how many tasks she completed, she would never be valued by the higher-ups, and she would always be a mediocre priest.

But Licia doesn't think so.

Because compared to the hypocrisy of these people, she felt that Priest Morris was a real priest.

"There is nothing wrong with the Holy Light itself. The only thing wrong is... the people who use it."

Murmuring softly, Licia finally had a bright smile on her face.

The originally confused heart suddenly became firm, as if it had found its direction.

……

the other side.

On the altar of the moon goddess.

Compared to the turmoil in the outside world, Rhodes' life at this time was much more comfortable.

Ever since he solved the trouble with the Giant Tree Alliance and recalled the Dark Elf tribe, he had more people around him and no longer had to take care of the wheat fields himself.

"Lord Rhodes, we have already built the first waterwheel. Would you like to take a look at it first?"

A dark elf was walking towards us from a distance.

“Is it already built?”

Rhodes stood up in surprise and followed him outside the altar.

really.

A sturdy waterwheel has been erected on the canal, surrounded by the little ones.

There are also wooden pipes built next to it, extending into the nearby wheat fields.

However, the waterwheel cannot turn yet, so there is no water flowing on it for the time being.

"Well done, just what I wanted." Rhodes praised. The dark elves' woodworking skills were much better than he had imagined.

Looking not far away, there are exquisite wooden houses located near the granary, forming a small community, which serves as the place where the dark elves usually live and rest.

This added an air of civilization to the altar, and it was no longer filled with savages sleeping everywhere as before.

"Then we'll go on patrol first."

After the dark elves finished speaking, they continued to work on other things.

Surrounded by the little creatures, Rhodes walked around the waterwheel and stood beside it, thinking.

With the force of the water flow in the canal, it is definitely impossible to drive the waterwheel to turn, so it can only be achieved by relying on the power of magic.

But the problem is...

"If you draw a magic circle and you have to inject magic power into it to activate it, isn't that like taking off your pants to fart?"

Rhodes frowned.

It reminds me of a classic invention from my previous life: a flashlight that only lights up where there is light. It's the epitome of taking off your pants to fart.

Unless he can find a way to make the magic circle move on its own.

"Have it!"

Suddenly, Rhodes thought of the alchemy circle from before. Wasn't that thing able to automatically absorb magic power and operate on its own?
immediately.

He took out gilding powder from his space ring and imitated the other person by drawing an alchemical array on the wooden board at the edge of the waterwheel.

When the last stroke was made, the magic power from all around began to gather here, immediately solving the problem of magic power supply.

"Then here's the problem."

How to transform this magic into power?

Looking at the lit alchemy array, Rhodes was in trouble again and took out the alchemy book to read it.

Don't tell me yet.

What is recorded in this alchemy encyclopedia is very comprehensive.

Because it was invented for those who don't know magic, it involves many of the most basic magic circles.

Among them is a kind of magic prop that can push and pull objects, which is specially used to make a "telescopic stick".

"Wait, there's something wrong with this telescopic stick? Is it what I thought it was?"

Rhodes had a strange look on his face, and subconsciously turned the page, and a line of information came into view.

"Retractable Stick" - Apply push and pull force to the rubber with built-in spring, inject magic power and it can be extended and retracted freely. The shape and size can be customized freely. It is one of the favorite alchemical props of noble ladies.

???

Are you sure this is an alchemical item?
Do those nobles indulge in such extravagance?
Good guy.

Rhodes really learned a lot this time.

These goblins can think of anything to make money.

Especially the detailed introduction and pattern examples below, as well as the production process and material selection, made him even more afraid to look directly at it.

After taking a quick look at the route structure of the two magic circles, he closed the book, let out a long sigh, and his eyes looked like they had experienced some kind of torture.

"No, I need to wash my eyes!"

Under the puzzled gazes of the little creatures, Rhodes went to the nearby ditch to wash his eyes, and then he felt much better.

Then, he calmed his mind and drew a thrust array next to the alchemy array.

As the most basic magic that has not even reached the first level, the composition of the magic circle is not complicated.

Soon he connected the two magic circles together, and a dazzling light appeared.

"Crunch~Crunch~Crunch~"

There was a sound of wood rubbing against each other.

The waterwheel, which had been stationary, finally began to turn slowly, carrying the clean water in the canal slowly into the wooden pipes.

"Yeah!"

"Quack~"

The little ones screamed in surprise, thinking that the waterwheel had suddenly come to life. They were all too curious and didn't dare to get close.

After turning a few times, the noise of the wood rubbing against each other disappeared, leaving only the sound of flowing water.

It has the feeling of a small bridge, flowing water and people's home.

(End of this chapter)