Pastor's Tantra

In the early morning, Yingjia Village returned to its original state.

The sun still rises as usual, and the green forest exudes natural direction. The streets where people come and go exude the fragrance of moist earth, and people are talking and laughing and repeating their daily lives as before.

It seemed as if the changes at dusk last night were just an illusion.

And Haina led the gryphon, Sherlock, and Aiwass on the forest path.

——Obviously I have the gryphon I long for, but I don’t want to ride it. Instead, he was led with great care. People can't help but wonder what she raised this gryphon for.

If the gryphon Liz hadn't taken the initiative to carry the luggage on her back, even Aiwass's luggage would have been carried by Haina.

"What did you do last night?"

Haina looked at Lily with some suspicion, and then at Aiwass.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Aiwass' complexion became a little pale, while Lily exuded vitality.

She had some assumptions that were difficult to express.

But considering that the werewolf seemed to be with Aiwass and the others last night, I felt that my speculation seemed too outrageous.

"Just stayed up all night."

Aiwass calmly replied: "They are all third-level transcendent beings, so there is no problem if they don't sleep for a few days."

"It also depends on the specific path."

Little Sherlock added: "I still get a headache after staying up late for a long time, but maybe the pastor won't have this problem."

They were planning to send Aiwass and Lily away from Eagle Point Village.

Yes, only Aiwass and Lily.

Because Sherlock planned to stay for another month - he planned to entrust Haina's father, the magnetic hammer master, to customize a staff for himself. Haina will come back with Sherlock later, and her griffon will have no problem carrying one more Sherlock.

Although having a blacksmith forge a staff sounds like a bit of a joke. But that's why Sherlock must stay in person.

He needs to assist the magnetic hammer to complete the spell inscription of the magic circle and complete the mana injection.

For a qualified staff, its core must be made of special materials to improve the energy-conducting efficiency of a certain special attribute spell—that is, to increase the casting speed of the corresponding attribute.

It should also have a magic circle carved somewhere inside or outside or in a corner, so that some simple spells can be stored in it, activated directly at specific times, and released directly without consuming mana or chanting. .

If that's all, then Sherlock can just buy one. Although staffs are expensive and rare, they are not without them on the black market.

But Haina said that Sherlock's request was too complicated - the staff that suited his heart could only be customized from the magnetic hammer master and could not be bought elsewhere.

And Aiwass also curiously inquired about Sherlock's requirements for this staff. As a result, the expression becomes more subtle the more you listen to it.

Sherlock took into account the possibility that his current and future body shapes would change, so he requested that the staff be retractable to make it easier to hold.

——So far, this part is a relatively reasonable request.

But Sherlock also carefully considered the need for concealment - the staff is a weapon after all, and if the shape is too exaggerated, it will easily make people nervous walking on the street. It is also easy to be guarded against and targeted.

Therefore, Sherlock also required that this staff should not be recognized by ordinary people as a staff with the naked eye. In addition, Sherlock occasionally needs to go to the wild, so he needs to use this staff as a walking stick.

Then he is also good at swordsmanship and staff skills, so he needs it to be able to at least be used to whip others easily, so it must be strong enough. If possible, it is best to insert a pocket pistol into it as a substitute when it is inconvenient to cast spells - even if it only has one bullet.

"...You really ask for too much." Aiwass complained.

——What kind of devil Party A is this.

Aiwass was about to sweat for Master Magnetic Hammer when he heard this: "Don't you realize that many of your demands are in conflict? You use the staff as a swing stick, aren't you afraid of breaking the core of the staff?"

Sherlock disagreed with this: "If it is really inconvenient to achieve, then let the magnetic hammer master remove the unreasonable requirements. As an orderer, it is definitely better to state all my needs clearly - it is better than both. It’s better to do it half way, and then make additional demands at the last minute.”

"That's true."

Haina on the side agreed: "Anyway, my father is already thinking about the plan. When we left, I saw him taking wine to the workbench - he usually doesn't drink when drawing drawings, drinking means that he Thinking of some special ideas.”

That's okay, it seems that Party B doesn't have any objections. Then I, an outsider, won’t say anything.

Haina and Sherlock took Aiwass to the train station and sent Aiwass and Lily into the car.

The ticket Aiwas bought was of course first class. They have a separate room that allows for privacy and even has two single beds, a couch and two single sofas. Aiwass was lying lazily on the bed, while Lily was sitting on the edge of the bed peeling apples for Aiwass.

Lily's shadow trembled slightly, and then flowed into Aiwass's shadow.

"my dear."

Miss Assassin's honey-like voice came from the bottom of Aiwass's heart with resentment: "Are you just wasting your own blood like this?"

"Is this a waste?"

Aiwass chuckled and played with the necklace hanging on his chest: "And, remember to call me master. My loyal hound."

That was the life-saving equipment [Isolde's Tears] that Isabel lent to Aiwass. She was worried that Aiwass would be in danger on this trip, so she specially lent it to Aiwass.

Of course, he said he was borrowing it... but Aiwass always felt that Isabel wanted to take the opportunity to give it to him.

On the one hand, it protected Isabel through every long dark night, and through every day when she would die suddenly and be full of unknown fear. And Aiwass helped her get rid of the curse, and now she no longer needs it. On the contrary, when I look at it every day, I will recall my childhood that was not bright.

On the other hand, she also wants to hand over the necklace that carries her heavy past to Aiwass. With the help of Aiwass, she defeated her past self and became stronger, and it was proof - so she gave the necklace to Aiwass with the thought of "handing in an assignment" A cute idea to show off.

Do you want to give it back to her? Or give her a better gift in return...

Aiwass thought to himself.

"This is what you promised me, my dear master."

Shadow Demon's dissatisfaction almost overflowed: "Now that you can use the shepherding method again, every drop of blood is so precious. Why feed it to the werewolf? She is not a phantom demon and will not become stronger because of it."

"Don't worry, it's just blood."

Aiwass said lightly: "It doesn't contain any magic power... If you want it, I'll give it to you now."

He said, patting Lily on the back.

Lily understood and stepped away from the bed.

She struck a match and lit the brand new big candle beside the bed - the first-class cabin had even thought about the possibility that the priest might want to worship the candle, and prepared ritual items in various places to facilitate worship.

Aiwass stretched out his left hand and gently held the candle as if playing with jewelry. The flame was pinched by Aiwass, and vitality poured out of it like a burst grape and poured into Aiwass' body.

"—or would you like something warm?"

Aiwass chuckled: "The fire ritual has just been performed, and the blood in my body is boiling."

"If I can order food, I'd like something cold to drink."

The shadow demon turned into a slender black snake, spiraling upwards along Aiwass's waist, and the snake's head stopped at Aiwass's neck, licking Aiwass's neck, and murmuring in a low voice.

Aiwass pushed it away, reached out and pushed the snake's head back into the shadow pool cast under Lily.

And soon, the black snake swam back again and was pushed back by Aiwass.

"no."

Like training a dog, Aiwass issued a firm refusal: "If I don't give it to you, you can't take it. What I give you is yours."

Looking at the chaotic ball of shadow demon rolling around in his hand, Aiwass finally couldn't hold back and smiled: "But I can still satisfy your small request."

He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

When she came back again, she had become number 14.

The shadow under Lily turned into a salivating black hound, spinning around No. 14.

"I know you want to drink this."

No. 14 chuckled, and that young and tender smile had a certain magical atmosphere: "Become Bayard first, my pet."

Soon the dark hound took the form of Miss Bayard.

She couldn't wait to hug No. 14 from behind and knelt on the ground. As if praying for something.

Lily handed over the silver ceremonial knife from the side.

But the girl refused it.

No. 14 leaned into Bayard's ear and whispered: "I'll give you something fresh to drink this time."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and bit her wrist, and poked a hole in her wrist with her fangs. Blood dripped down his fingertips.

She kissed Bayard gently and asked her to lick all the blood from her mouth. But there was no shepherding divine light, it was just sweet blood.

Just as Shadow Demon anxiously looked at the blood on Aiwass's fingertips, No. 14 chuckled: "Change back into a dog."

She spread her right hand, and blood accumulated in her palm into a small pool. It shines with a bright red but sacred light, attracting the Shadow Demon's gaze like a coquettish magic pool.

She brought her hand over and let the dark and loyal Shadow Hound lick her palm.

She murmured in a low voice, but her young face exuded the brilliance of a virgin: "Enjoy it to your heart's content, puppy. This is my flesh and blood, my life.

"This is my kindness to you."

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