I have a shelter
Chapter 44 Mysterious House
George walked around the night watchman, as if he was looking at a statue. When his eyes turned behind the night watchman and saw the pair of light wings behind him, his legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground.
"Angel?!" He wiped his eyes vigorously to confirm that he had seen correctly. The servant of heaven also has a pair of wings of light on his back, but they are shorter.
‘By the way, there is a god in this world, I almost forgot about it again. . . ’ After patting his chest, George immediately calmed down. In the mythological stories of the holy scriptures, every believer will be taken to heaven after death, and those who descend to earth are the messengers of God.
Among the illustrations in the holy scriptures and the murals in the church, the appearance of the angels is very similar to that of the night watchers. But there is no doubt that the patterns on the armor of the night watchmen are much more delicate than those in the church murals.
"Although it is very expensive, just looking at the appearance, it is indeed worth the money." George nodded, very satisfied with his purchase.
George tried to talk to him, but the heroic spirit never responded. In the subsequent series of attempts, he gradually discovered that the night watchman was like the most rigid soldier, only reacting to his own orders.
Judging from the behavior of the heroic spirit, he obviously has his own thoughts and wisdom, and he seems no worse than ordinary people. But he really doesn’t like communicating with others.
"Go on patrol." George sighed after saying that, not intending to waste any more time.
After hearing this, the night watchman bowed. Then he spread his wings and flew out of the tomb.
Seeing such a scene, George raised his eyebrows slightly: 'This guy looks pretty cool. I believe the residents working outside today will be in for a big surprise. ’
As for how to brag tonight, in this moment, he had completely thought about it.
After coming back to his senses, George cleared his throat and regained his lord's majesty. Then, he turned around and looked at the two more illusory lights and shadows.
He knew that this was the 'Holy Spirit' he told the old blacksmith.
The Servant of Heaven is even more hazy, with only a rough outline of the blue body visible. But the two short wings of light behind it are very conspicuous!
Those who were closest to them during their lifetimes may be able to sense a familiar aura from them. But it may be because he is a spirit body and has already been to heaven. Therefore, the memory of the mortal world has been forgotten, or they regard it as a fleeting break in thousands of reincarnations, and they no longer miss the mortal world at all.
"Daniel, you have become a Buddha instantly. Ahem, you said the wrong thing again. But no matter what, I did another good deed."
George couldn't help but smile and touch his neck, feeling that his red scarf became more vivid.
Although the divine aura of the servants of the Kingdom of Heaven is not as good as that of the heroic spirits, it is very gentle. One can tell at a glance that they are 'people' from the good and lawful camp. Occasionally, his face flashes, and his expression is like the figures in the frescoes on the dome of Saint-Villec Cathedral, and every move is like the most standard saints in the Holy Scriptures.
‘The one who can deceive the most is the God of Sanctuary. I am so little, but I can’t train such a servant! ’ George rubbed his chin and thought: ‘But aren’t they just farmers? Why do they act so cool? Sure enough, gods like this kind of vanity and hypocrisy. ’
The servants of heaven seem to be smarter than the heroic spirits, but they never speak, just like a rigid butler. But when George expressed some of his needs, their flexible responses and amazing memories left George stunned.
He just said that the tomb was too dirty, and there was a hint in his words that he wanted the place to be cleaned. Immediately afterwards, I saw the two servants of the Kingdom of Heaven put their arms on their chests, bowed, and then started busy.
The way they work is completely different from humans, almost like magic. While walking, with just a slight wave of his arm, the tombstones quickly became clean and tidy.
Moreover, George found that the places that had become clean were not only as tidy as new, but even the broken places were restored to their original state.
"No wonder one can be as good as ten. I have been gilded after my trip to heaven. It will be different after I come back. My castle can be saved." Looking at the tomb that had completely changed in a few minutes, George felt in his heart It was as joyful as those lights, constantly emitting brilliance: "Go, go to the blacksmith shop and find Duke, he will tell you what to do."
The two bowed again, as if they were well-trained aristocratic butlers. Then he flew out of the tomb and disappeared.
"The training money spent in the Kingdom of God was not in vain. Even when running, he is faster than normal people." George felt that there seemed to be someone who could help with the wood that was difficult to move in the lumberyard. Servants of the Kingdom of Heaven can stay outside their territory for an hour. At their speed, they can walk 20 to 30 kilometers an hour without any problem.
The straight-line distance between the logging camp and the territory is more than ten kilometers. Although the mountain road is winding, the actual distance is far greater than this number. But George remembered that there was a river near the lumber camp.
If you use river transportation, you will save a lot of time. A river a few kilometers away in the southwest of the territory should be the downstream of that river.
At that time, with the help of these 'farmers', it would be possible to move a large amount of wood at one time. Even if there is no time to transport it to the territory, you can still ask the people in the territory to take it over to the river.
After thinking about it, George patted his dusty hands and walked out of the tomb.
In the morning, George was still a little breathless due to the pressure in his heart, but now he felt that his whole body was light.
When passing by Rona's small shabby house, George, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but look at it.
The door was broken, and there was a big gap.
He was in a good mood, and couldn't help but crouched curiously and looked inside.
'As a good lord, it is reasonable to care about the living environment of your subordinates, right? This house is really too broken.'
George cleared his throat and walked in.
The environment in the house was very different from what George imagined. The woman who looked very spoiled did not have any bad smell in the room. Instead, after crouching in, he smelled a faint floral scent. He seemed to be familiar with this floral scent, like some kind of herb. This made him more curious and felt that it was more reasonable for him to come in.
The environment in the stone house was very small and seemed a little crowded. And one corner had collapsed. It seemed that the stones had not been completely cleared away, and they were only covered with a torn straw mat.
There was no bed in the room, only a pile of weeds, but it was neatly laid out. There were several neatly arranged bottles and jars in the corner opposite the ‘bed’. There was also a bunch of flowers in a clay bottle on the small wooden cabinet on the wall.
Near the bottle, there were several wreaths and several colorful spotted mushrooms.
Apart from these, there was only one clothesline in the whole room - almost poking George's head.
Looking at the white bra hanging on the clothesline in front of his forehead, George blushed and swallowed his throat, and turned his eyes to other places.
The thing on the clothesline was an extremely private thing for the girl. It was obvious that the little stutterer was embarrassed to hang it outside, so he hung it inside the house.
However, it was still visible to people
George cleared his throat, pretended to move his face away, and leaned over the small wooden cabinet to look. He found that the fragrance was coming from the bouquet in the clay bottle.
‘Fragrant God Flower? This is a real herb. After being refined into a potion, it can greatly restore spiritual strength. It is rare in the forest. Where did the little stutterer find it? '
It doesn't look like it will be ground into powder. It should be collected just because she likes it.
And she doesn't seem to like only this kind of thing. After George opened some bottles and jars, he was surprised to find that there were many other kinds of flowers and plants that were dried and even many colorful mushrooms!
And these things that even the mountain people who know some medical skills can hardly identify and can't collect, but she collected them all!
These things have not been ground, that is, the collectors have not prepared to refine them into potions.
This proves that the collectors did not do it intentionally, but just out of interest.
However, all these things are special herbs.
Without exception!
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