Water and Fire Twins Magician

However, he saw that there were many priests and servants in the house, cleaning and preparing the food. The beds and food they prepared were of a style that Jacques had never seen in Marsala, and were even more exquisite and luxurious than those in the Marsala Lord's Palace.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and the arrangement was completed quickly. After Hurd personally checked it, he dismissed all the priests and servants.

"Dear guest, the holy water that Mr. Paul needs has been prepared according to his request. It is in the innermost room on the second floor." After saying this, he also left the house and closed the door.

This so-called holy water was what Paul needed to prolong his life and recover.

Jacques came to the room that Hurd mentioned and found two cylindrical glass jars with a diameter of about two meters and a height of about three meters. One was filled with clear and transparent holy water with a holy light, and the other was filled with dark green mucus with a foul smell and a glow of blood.

Paul could not wait to get out of the slime's mouth. At this time, his head had been mostly restored. He asked Jacques to throw it into the stinking bloody vat, and Jacques did as he was told.

After Paul entered, the disgusting liquid gradually boiled, and Paul's body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was really weird. But Jacques really didn't want to watch the stench and disgusting scene. So he returned to the suite prepared by Hurd for him, took a comfortable hot bath, changed into clean clothes, and then went to the restaurant on the first floor to enjoy the sumptuous dinner prepared by the servants. Different from Marsala, which mainly eats fish and seafood, the dishes here are mainly fresh fruits and vegetables and meat, with different flavors and advantages.

"Ahaha... I haven't had such delicious barbecue in a long time." Jacques leaned back in his chair contentedly and rubbed his round belly.

Because Goddess Helen hates the element of fire, the seafood in Marsala is basically sashimi, pickled, or dried into jerky. Although they are all high-quality ingredients that are pollution-free and original, after eating them for a long time, you will inevitably want to change the taste.

After resting for a while and digesting the food, Jacques returned to the room on the second floor to check on Paul.

Paul was now immersed in the holy water. His body had fully recovered, but he felt a little dry, and his skin was purple-blue, looking like a corpse. The holy water was nourishing and revitalizing his body, and his fingertips were gradually regaining their rosy and lively color.

"It's amazing that this fat guy could come up with such a plan." Gandalf said, "First, use the Hell Fluid to repair the lich, then use the barrier to isolate the breath of the undead, and then generate a layer of flesh and blood outside the barrier. In this way, the lich can receive the blessing of holy water and even use light magic without anyone noticing."

Jacques was a little speechless.

This holy and kind body was filled with pure evil. Although he had met many people who said one thing and meant another in his past life, this was the first time he had seen someone as direct as Paul.

Living under the same roof with this guy makes me unable to sleep well.

Having said that, Jacques slept soundly that night. In order to pass the Masala Trial, he had been going out early and coming back late for more than a month, fighting monsters and practicing in the Chu Ruins, and then hiking and sleeping in the wild in the Saxon Empire for a week. Now that he finally slept on a clean and comfortable bed, it was hard not to sleep well. After all, he had been hardworking enough in his previous life. Now that he was reborn into an extraordinary identity, should he still treat himself badly?

"Yes, I want to live an easier life in this world." Jacques was beginning to set some rules and concepts for his second life.