After the Full Level of the Profession

In 1344, the end of December.

The midwinter is here, and there was a heavy snow last night, making the whole world covered in silver and white. But after dawn, Father Sun lazily ran out to work, so the warm winter sun shining on the snow-white world, people can't help but want to offer blessings to this beautiful world.

Robb still sat on his stone chair and looked around lazily.

The stone chair in the middle of winter is very cold, but as long as you pour the magic power of the flame system into the magic container, and then let it slowly spit out the magic power against the stone chair, it can turn the stone chair into a very warm chair. It's cool on the top.

The heat spit out from the magic container could not be concentrated at one point, so it melted all the snow on a piece of ground behind the stone bench, and it also baked that piece of land warmly.

Catwoman Huahua lay on the warm ground, curled up in a ball, turned her black and white tail to cover her face, and took a nap lazily.

Robb looked at the sun in the sky and couldn't help sighing, "It's such a good sun. It's a waste of the sun for you to sleep."

Huahua slept dazedly and replied: "Such a good sun is wasted without sleeping."

Well, the three views of cat people are different from that of humans, so there is no reason to say.

Robb dropped a hand from the stone chair, and gently touched Huahua’s little furry ears. At first, Huahua refused. Cat people are as vigilant as cats. They don’t like being too close to humans, but do more for her. After several delicious steamed fish and braised fish in soy sauce, Huahua was no longer so wary of Robb.

Now when she is sleeping, Robb gently touches her ears, she won't resist. But if you want to touch something else, it won't work. The cat person's reaction was quick. As long as Robb's hand had a little bit of wanting to be unruly, Kitty would bounce off the ground in an instant and jump a few meters away.

Therefore, Robb just touched her little ears honestly. The furry feel was really incredible.

The creaking sound of stomping on the snow sounded, it was a heavy footstep. Robb turned his head to look, and saw Golda approaching carrying two huge trees. The tree had branches and leaves with its trunk and branches. He put his tail on his shoulders, one shoulder on one side. I don’t know how heavy it is. Golda carried it up but effortlessly. He walked into the yard, smiled and said hello to Robb: "Oh, Mr. Robert, Are you lazy again?"

Robb smiled and said, "Why did you carry two trees back? What is this to do?"

Golda smiled and said, "This is a Christmas tree. Christmas is only a few days away. Bishop Elsie pays me to help me get a Christmas tree. You know, he and his men can't get out of town. If you want to make a Christmas tree, you can only pay for it and ask me to get it, hahaha! It was so hard for me to find a tree with such a good appearance."

Robb said "Hey", yes, it's the end of December. Isn't this the traditional Western Christmas? This festival is as important to Westerners as the Spring Festival of Easterners, and it cannot be taken lightly at all.

No, there seems to be a logical error somewhere.

Robb rolled his eyes: "Bishop Elsie paid you to get a Christmas tree, why did you get two back?"

A triumphant smile appeared on Golda's face: "Of course it's because Necromancer No. 8 also asked me to get one! I can complete two commissions at the same time with one walk, and earn double money, hahaha. "

Robb said in an unpleasant manner: "How come both the light and the dark are Christmas at the same time?"

Golda smiled and said: "Because the **** of light Baldr and the **** of darkness Holder are twins! They were born on the same day, so the Christmas of the Holy See of Light and the Holy See of Darkness is the same day."

Robb couldn't help being happy: "It was born from the same root, so why not be too anxious about it."

Speaking of which, Bishop Elsie rushed over with two paladins and took a Christmas tree from Golda. The three of them carried the Christmas tree to the door of the church and tapped the Christmas tree on the ground. Then he walked around the tree twice, seemingly satisfied.

Bishop Elsie said loudly: "Go and take out all the decorations we prepared and hang them on the tree. We are going to make it more grand and grander than the guys on the dark side."

The two Paladins hurried back to call for people. After a while, all the Templar knights came, holding various colored cloth, colored balls, red socks... Anyway, they all hung on the tree in a mess.

On the other side, No. 8 rushed out with two dark apprentices, took another Christmas tree from Golda, and inserted it into the door of the dark church, and then called for the thirty-two dark priests. They all rushed out, holding various messy decorations in their hands, and hung them desperately from the trees, lest they would be worse than Elsie and the others.

Bishop Elsie's side is better than the number of people and strength.

But the No. 8 Necromancer side is better in economic strength. They often receive financial assistance from Gu Gu and Ji Ji, and they are much richer than the poor Templar knights.

Relying on manpower and financial resources at the same time, it was a battle.

Bishop Elsie gave a loud order: "Pastor, nun, you go around the town, condolences the poor townspeople, bring them the warmth of the God of Light, and invite them all to the Christmas party."

Robb couldn’t help but vomit: “Hey, aren’t your Knights of the Temple the poorest townspeople in Westwind? A group of professional soldiers, who have no life skills at all. They can’t do anything but watch and build roads. Now You are so poor that you are the ones who need condolences the most."

Bishop Elsie froze suddenly, and the three hundred temple knights next to him thumped and thumped, all frustrated and bent forward.

Professional soldiers are obviously very popular in these troubled times, but in Xifeng Town, without their use of force, Robb alone can suppress Xifeng Town without fighting for a hundred years.

A paladin's five-finger knives complained to the sky: "I don't want to be like this either! My dignified paladin, obviously can be mixed in other places, why is it useless in Westwind Town?"

On the other side, the eighth also shouted: "Pastor, nun, go to the town to sprinkle money, hahaha! Guangming is the kind of poor, this time we win."

Robb smiled and said: "Don't be silly, do the townspeople here lack your money? You dare not really spend a lot of money. If you just sprinkle a few copper coins, the townspeople are not rare. Stop quarreling on both sides. The fence between the two churches will be temporarily demolished, and both sides will have a carnival this year."

"This..." The leaders of both sides froze together: "Is this not so good?"

Robb hummed: "Aren't Baldor and Holder brothers? The two brothers celebrated the New Year together this year! Express gratitude to their mother...well...who is their mother?"

The two sides showed contempt at Robb together: "It's the queen Frigga! You don't even know this?"