Farming Tree Spirit

"I've met High Priest Raymond."

In the splendid hall.

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

After more than a month of practice, she has become a glorious priest, and she looks much calmer.

There is an aura of sanctity and purity in his movements, which makes people want to worship him.

"Licia, 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 recently went to nearby villages and towns to preach the doctrine and cured many people. Thank you for your hard work."

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

Licia looked calm, as if she was saying something natural.

When Lei Meng heard this, he showed a satisfied look: "Very good. In the entire Qingyuan Province branch hall, you are the most promising candidate for a saint. I was indeed right about you."

Every ten years, the Temple Headquarters selects a new Son or Saint to take over the position of the previous one.

And the screening is very strict, and you need to obtain a waitlist to be eligible to compete for the position of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter.

Qingyuan Province, as a relatively remote place in the empire, only has one waiting place, which shows how fierce the competition is.

But Raymond is not worried now.

Because he already knows that both the empire's senior officials and the temple headquarters attach great importance to the revival of Dreamland.

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

By then, as a person who cultivates saints and saints, his resume will look much better, and he may be able to be transferred to the position of bishop in those developed provinces!

"I wonder what the high priest wants from me?"

Licia asked aloud, interrupting Raymond's thoughts.

Raymond raised his head and said with a smile: "That's it. You all should already know the news about the recovery of Dreamland, right?"

"Yes, I heard from Priest Morris that the high priest asked me to come because of this matter?" Licia's calm eyes flashed with a look.

"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 free of illness and pain."

"The Holy Light is benevolent. Even in the Dream Woodland, the Holy Light should exist, so I want to send you to the Dream Woodland to bring the grace of the Holy Light there!"

The words were said in a high-sounding way.

To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than wanting to expand the influence of the temple and thereby seek greater benefits and power.

If it were any other pastor or clergy, they would probably be speechless with excitement and would not hesitate to accept this great and sacred task.

Even Licia herself was a little moved, but the place where she was moved was a little different.

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

Then wouldn't she be able to enter the forest openly and listen to Lord Moon God's voice?

Licia was a little excited.

When this excitement fell into Raymond's eyes, he suddenly 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 me this task. As long as it can spread the sacred light, Licia will do anything!"

have a look.

This thought, this awareness.

It is simply much more powerful than those lazy old priests!

Not to mention Raymond, even the other clergymen who were working couldn't help but feel a little moved.

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

"Okay! I really saw you right!"

Raymond laughed heartily, he was indeed his favorite candidate.

No more nonsense, he explained the mission information in detail, and after a few words of encouragement, he let Licia leave.

When 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.

"Licia."

At this time, a woman wearing a priest's attire and a tired face walked over from a distance.

"Priest Morris, what can I do?"

Licia still respected the person in front of her very much, because he was one of the few priests who really used holy light to save people.

During this time, she followed him around, traveling to surrounding remote villages and towns, treating illnesses for residents who couldn't afford medicine.

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

It's just this temper...it's a little weird.

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

Priest Morris was as carefree as the gossipy aunt in Gobi, and his unabashed voice directly spread throughout the hall.

Clergy:…

Believers who worship:…

A moment.

There was silence in the chapel.

However, the strange thing is that no one stood up to accuse her. Instead, they looked away quickly as if they were avoiding the god of plague.

"Priest Morris, is it inappropriate for you to say this?" Licia smiled.

Priest Morris was famous in the temple for being outspoken and dared to say anything.

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

It is precisely because of this mouth that the senior officials in the temple dislike him, so he is still just a priest until now.

"What's wrong? The Holy Light advocates equality, so you can't even deprive me of my freedom to speak, right?"

After saying this, Morris calmed down.

She took a deep look at Licia, and then sighed: "Remember to find me when you encounter difficulties. It's really hard on you for traveling to so many places with me during this period. Also... don't believe what these people say casually, you just have to Just believe in the Holy Light in your heart.”

After saying that, she turned and left.

After delivering the missionary mission, he immediately took over the purification mission of another plague outbreak area and set off in a hurry with the team.

From beginning to end.

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

After she left, several sneers came from the chapel, laughing at her for doing such useless work.

Like her, no matter how many tasks she completes, she will never be taken seriously by the higher authorities, and she will always be a mediocre priest.

But Licia didn’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. What is wrong... is just the people who use it."

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

The originally confused heart suddenly became firm and seemed to have found its own direction.

…

other side.

On the Altar of the Moon God.

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

Since solving the trouble with the Giant Tree Alliance and recalling the Dark Elf tribe, the number of people around him has also increased, and he no longer has to do it himself to take care of the wheat fields.

"Sir Rhodes, we have built the first waterwheel. Do you want to take a look first?"

A dark elf tribesman came from a distance.

"Has it been built yet?"

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

really.

A waterwheel with a sturdy structure has been erected on the canal, surrounded by little guys in the middle.

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

It's just that the waterwheel can't rotate yet, so there is no water flowing on it yet.

"It's very well done, just what I wanted." Rhodes said with admiration. The dark elf's carpentry skills were much better than he imagined.

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

This time, the altar became more civilized, and finally it was no longer filled with savages sleeping everywhere as before.

"Then let's go on patrol first."

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

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

With the strength of the water flow in the canal, it is definitely impossible to push the waterwheel to rotate, 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 to activate it, wouldn't it be like taking off your pants and farting?"

Rhodes frowned.

Thinking of a classic invention from the past life, a flashlight that only lights up in a bright place is simply a typical example of taking off your pants and farting.

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

"Yes!"

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

immediately.

He took out the gold-plated powder from the space ring and drew an alchemy circle on the wooden board at the edge of the waterwheel.

When the last stroke fell, the magic power from all around began to gather here, and the problem of magic power supply was solved in one fell swoop.

"Then here's the problem."

How to turn this magic power into power?

Looking at the illuminated alchemy circle, Rhodes was in trouble again, so he took out the Alchemy Secret Book and looked through it.

Don't tell me yet.

What is recorded in this Alchemy Encyclopedia is comprehensive.

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

Among them, there is one that can exert push and pull force on objects, which is specially used to make a magic prop called "telescopic stick".

"Wait, why is there something wrong with this telescopic rod? Is it what I think it is?"

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

"Freely Telescopic Rod" - by applying push and pull force on the rubber with built-in spring, it can be freely expanded and contracted by injecting magic power. The shape and size can be freely customized. It is one of the favorite alchemy props of ladies.

? ? ?

Are you sure this is an alchemy tool?

Do those nobles have such a good time?

Good guy.

Rhodes has really learned a lot now.

These goblins can think of anything in order 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.

After taking a quick look at the routes of the two magic circles, he closed the book and let out a long breath. His eyes seemed to have experienced some kind of torture.

"No, I have to wash my eyes!"

Under the puzzled gazes of the little ones, Rhodes came to the canal next to him to wash his eyes, and then he felt much better.

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

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

Soon he connected the two arrays together, and a dazzling light shone.

"Crack~Crack~Crack~"

The sound of wood friction sounded.

The originally motionless waterwheel finally slowly turned, carrying the clear water in the canal, slowly flowing into the wooden pipes.

"Ah!"

"Crack~"

The little guys screamed in surprise, thinking that the waterwheel suddenly came alive, and they were all curious and didn't dare to approach.

After turning a few times, the noise of wood friction also disappeared, leaving only the sound of flowing water.

It felt like a small bridge and flowing water.