A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Lin Yi smiled, suddenly patted his head, and took out a blueprint as if remembering something: "By the way, this is a set of protective magic tools I designed before, which can effectively resist high temperatures and flames, and it's just right for you These believers use."

"..."

Hephaestus frowned instinctively when he heard the effect of the magic weapon, but when he heard the last sentence, a look of surprise flashed across Hephaestus' face, and his eyes could not help but glance at the busy people in the transportation area. Amazons.

"Indeed, the protective clothing on them should be replaced. This is something I didn't consider before, thank you."

Hephaestus nodded sincerely, took the blueprint with a pair of lava-like hands, studied it carefully, raised his head, nodded at Lin Yi, and praised.

"Very good magic weapon, the design is very exquisite!"

"..."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, didn't say much, but said goodbye to Hephaestus sincerely, and then left Mount Etna completely with the little black cat.

Hephaestus sent Lin Yi away, and when he returned to the forging room, he was still feeling sorry for Lin Yi's kindness, and suddenly found that the Vulcan sword hanging on the edge of the forging table had disappeared!

Hephaestus' eyes widened immediately, he dropped the forging hammer without hesitation, and rushed out from the central crater, trying to find the thief who stole his heart and soul.

But unfortunately, three minutes had passed since the 'thief' left. Where could Hephaestus find him?

"Lin Yi!!"

"I'm not done with you!!"

……

On the other side, lies the city of Catania at the foot of Mount Etna.

A young priest in white stood in the preaching area of ​​San Nicolo Church, took a brand new teaching book from the bookshelf, turned and walked towards the desk in the reading area.

There, a white cat was squatting on the table, taking an empty seat for him.

A lady in a black dress and a veil looked at the cute little white cat with bright eyes. Seeing the owner's return, she quickly asked if it was for sale, but was politely refused by the priest in white.

The housekeeper next to the lady wanted to ask a question or two for the host, but after looking at the priest in white, the question that came out of his mouth turned into a sincere apology.

The priest in white politely watched the two leave, spread out the books and sat in the seat in front of them.

The little white cat didn't care about the eyes of the lady and the housekeeper, because there was no mortal in its eyes.

At this moment, the little white cat pretended to be listening. After hearing the faint roar from the volcano in the distance, it couldn't help taking steps, walked to the arm of the priest in white, and said in a low voice: "Brother, that guy Seems very angry."

"Let him be angry!"

The priest in white flipped through the books in his hands indifferently, with a slight smile on his lips: "He should have expected such a day. Do you really think that the right to name the Excalibur is so easy to get?"

Chapter 6: The Miracle of the Seine

"Don't be so mean..."

In the church, the priest in white listened to the faint roar in his ears, turned the pages of the book, and murmured in a low voice: "You didn't forge the Vulcan sword alone, I also had a share, and it's only fair if we each have half! "

Yes, the naming rights belong to him, and the Excalibur belongs to you. It is indeed fair...

The little white cat rolled its eyes and lay lazily in the arms of the priest in white, intending to take a nap to replenish the energy consumed in the previous battle.

One person and one cat in this church are naturally Lin Yi who just left the volcano.

Since the new image of Archangel Raphael has spread throughout Europe, and the secrets about the little black cat and the priest in white are also spreading rapidly among the cathedrals, under such circumstances, if Lin Yi maintains the previous image, It is easy for those believers or church members who are often active in the church to think of Raphael's secrets.

Therefore, Lin Yi slightly changed the white monk's clothes on his body, and engraved several powerful breathing circles on the monk's clothes. Any human who saw him would subconsciously ignore the color of the clothes, and only Remember that the style of clothes is roughly that of church personnel.

In addition, the little black cat saw that Lin Yi had changed his image, and felt that he had to keep up with Lin Yi, so he withdrew his karma and changed his hair from black to white.

In this way, the little black cat becomes a little white cat, and no one will connect it with the black cat beside Raphael.

It's a pity that the little black cat underestimated the power of its own appearance too much. After turning its hair into white, its prosperous beauty of a handsome man in a cat was completely revealed.

In just a few minutes, at least a dozen pairs of eyes were attracted by its flourishing beauty, and frequently cast their eyes on this wonderful combination of one person and one cat.

Not long after, Lin Yi raised his head helplessly, and glanced at the unconscious little white cat in the crook of his arm. He felt the gazes that fell here from time to time from the corner of his eye. After pondering for a while, he grabbed the book and put it under his arm. Bend, and patted the little white cat's head with his spare hand, then got up and walked towards the outside of the church.

The little white cat quickly raised its head, and was stunned when it saw Lin Yili's leaving back. It quickly jumped off the table and followed up with four legs.

The main purpose of Lin Yi's visit to Catania this time is to see the construction of the new urban area, and to study the teachings of the Bible by the way, so that he can play the role of priest more naturally in the future.

For these two purposes, Lin Yi didn't want to draw too much attention.

At least it can't be like just now, when reading the Bible, there are more than a dozen people who keep looking here.

Therefore, when Lin Yi came to the edge of the city with a book in his arms, the little white cat beside him had disappeared, replaced by a handsome black-haired boy in black.

"Brother, do I have to become like this?"

Lin Mo followed behind the priest in white with some depression.

In his eyes, the human form only has the two advantages of fighting flexibility and being able to speak.

But when his main body also has the ability to speak and does not need to fight at the same time, the human form becomes completely useless.

To be honest, Lin Mo didn't want to be like this at all if it wasn't necessary.

Not only is the field of vision too high, but it has to walk with two legs, and it has no tail, so it is uncomfortable to walk, which is not as sensitive and comfortable as the main body.

"It's not impossible to change back." Lin Yi glanced at the handsome young man, "As long as you can immediately learn the breath-holding technique I taught you, let alone change back to the original form, even if you become Qiongqi's real body, I won't do it." Take care of you!"

"..."

That's fine!

Lin Mo quickly turned his head away, and looked in other directions nonchalantly, as if the person who asked that sentence just now was not him at all.

Lin Yi glared at Lin Mo angrily, he knew that this guy was a scumbag who didn't like to study, and expecting him to practice the technique of restraining breath, it's better to let him maintain the human form forever.

Ignoring the self-willed and depraved Lin Mo, Lin Yi set his sights on the familiar yet unfamiliar city ahead.

The situation here is quite different from before. The sparsely populated places are now bustling with many craftsmen busy in groups, constructing large-scale construction projects in those places that were washed away by the melt flow, and rebuilding the city.

Not only that, but the solidified scorched black lava has now become a very famous tourist attraction. Many believers of the church will come here admiringly, just to pay homage to this place, which is said to be the miracle of the Archangel Raphael. .

Of course, most of the believers of the church are nobles and upper elites from various countries.

After all, the speed of information transmission in the Middle Ages was extremely slow, and the cost of travel was too high. The vast majority of civilians did not have the energy or ability to travel far. Only those upper-class elites who were born with golden keys left their hometowns and traveled to other distant places. capital of the city.

Lin Yi walked in this urban area that was in need of improvement, and his eyes swept over a newly built street, and the corresponding array pattern on the blueprint array immediately popped up in his mind.

That's right, the new urban area was built according to the planning drawings left by Lin Yi at the beginning!

"It's quite obedient. It seems that Father John is also a usable talent."

Lin Yi nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

Suddenly, a slight discussion came into his ears, and Lin Yi's heart moved, and he immediately turned his feet and walked towards a lively tavern more than ten meters away.

Lin Mo was a little confused, but when he saw Lin Yi turning around, he followed without thinking.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, what could only be regarded as a subtle discussion just now came to the ears clearly.

"Have you heard that there is another miracle in Le Havre!"

"Le Havre? The Le Havre at the mouth of the Seine?"

"That's right, that's where it is. It is said that this time it is Seraphim Gabriel who descended. He saved a whole ship of people with only one leaf!"

"But how did I hear that the river goddess of the Seine saved them?"

"It's not right. Obviously, the captain of the big ship signed a contract with the water ghost of the Seine River, promising to bring 99 lives to it within three years, so he barely escaped from the Seine River!"

"Nonsense! You made up this tm right now? My neighbor's uncle's uncle was working on the pier in Le Havre. They saw with their own eyes that a river god lifted a big boat from the Seine River. Could this be fake? ?!"

Everyone in the tavern blushed, spitting and arguing about what happened in the distant city, very much like the keyboard warriors Lin Yi saw on the Internet in his previous life.

Each scoffed at the other's claims and stood firm for their own.

Only the rumor of Seraphim Gabriel was tacitly avoided by everyone. After all, they were rescued from the magma by Archangel Raphael half a year ago, and no one dared to speak ill of an angel.

The Seine, Gabriel, the river goddess...

The more Lin Yi listened, the more interested he became. Immediately, he walked up to the crowd and patted a man with curly hair on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, may I ask the Le Havre you just talked about, where is it?"

"That goes without saying, of course it's your m..."

The curly-haired man was interrupted by a stranger, and subconsciously vomited fragrantly, but before he finished, he saw Lin Yi's clean and tidy priest attire, and quickly swallowed the unfinished vulgar words while being frightened Going back, he put on a stiff expression and responded.

"... Here, on the north side of the mouth of the Seine River, on the verge of the English Channel, it is an important pier from France to the British Isle, and it is also the nearest large port to Paris. It is very famous, and you can find it with a little inquiry!"

"..."

Lin Yi nodded thoughtfully.

Behind him, the handsome young man dressed in black looked at the curly-haired man and the people around him unkindly, his icy blue eyes were like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, staring straight at them, trembling like falling ice cave.

He could hear it clearly, the mortal who didn't know what to do in front of him seemed to be going to greet his brother's mother...

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. If it wasn't for his elder brother's voice transmission to stop him, he would have pulled off the curly-haired man's tongue and fed it to the dog at the entrance of the tavern!

The curly-haired man's face was pale, with a large amount of sweat protruding from his forehead, his body was shaking like a sieve under Lin Mo's gaze, and he couldn't summon up the courage to resist at all.

It wasn't until the figure of the priest in white blocked Lin Mo's sight that the curly-haired man came back to his senses as if he had been in a lifetime, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The overwhelming terror dissipated, and the curly-haired man didn't know that he had bumped into someone he couldn't offend, so he quickly put on a flattering smile, leaned beside Lin Yi and said courteously: "Father, do you have anything else to ask? "

"Yes, I want to go to Le Havre, do you know how to get there?"

"Of course, my neighbor's uncle's uncle works on the docks in Le Havre. No one in Catania knows how to get to Le Havre better than me!"

The curly-haired man patted his chest vigorously, and promised confidently.

Lin Yi was slightly taken aback, and a happy smile appeared on Jun's face.

"That's really great, please show me the way!"

Chapter 651 If I Can Do It Over Again

If life could be repeated, Ellison would never agree to the request of the priest in white.

It's a pity that at that time, he didn't know what he was about to face. When he fully understood what happened to him, it was too late...

Ellison looked at the crowded dock in front of him with a pale face. After a long time, he raised his head stiffly and looked at the sun hanging high in the middle of the sky. He couldn't help being in a trance.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I going to do?

Ellison looked dazed, and his heart was full of question marks.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have agreed to a white-clothed priest's request to lead the way, intending to show him the road and direction to Le Havre, but before he could speak, the white-clothed priest grabbed his arm and walked out out of the tavern.

And then... and then Ellison couldn't remember.

I only remember that he followed the priest in white into a dark alley, and the memory after that began to become intermittent, and there were problems with the perspective and position of several memories.

Thinking about it now, it seems like flying through the air...

how can that be!

How can people fly?

Ellison laughed at himself, thinking that those memories were probably just hallucinations after he was drunk.

But for some reason, Ellison couldn't help but start to churn as soon as he thought of the memory images that seemed to be flying.

Flipping through the pages, Ellison suddenly felt an uncontrollable nausea. He ran to an empty corner in a panic, and spit out a mouthful, leaving him in a daze.

After vomiting, Ellison's sanity gradually returned. He wiped his mouth, resisted the discomfort in his stomach, and returned to the pier. He grabbed a passerby and asked, "Where is this?"

"..."

Passers-by frowned and looked at him, and spoke a string of chattering words.

Ellison recognized that it was French, and knew that the passer-by didn't understand what he said, so he hurriedly asked again in his half-baked French.

Only then did the passer-by understand his question, and immediately replied with surprise on his face.

"This is of course Le Havre!"