I'm not a magician

Ji Chi spent the night on the sleigh, he declined the tent offered to him by the soldiers, and under the puzzled eyes of the rabbit, he groped carefully on the wall of the sleigh.

He pulled out a stretched fabric bracket from both ends of the front and rear of the car, and the bracket was tightly buckled on the top of the head, blocking the rustling snow, and then he found two thin and transparent crystals from both ends of the car wall pieces, just to fill the gaps at both ends, and the open-air sleigh car instantly turned into a cabin with crystal windows.

The rabbit was stunned to see Ji Chi finish tossing the sled like magic, and couldn't wait to jump in, feeling the warmth of the hut, and sighed contentedly: "These fifty gold coins are really worth it..."

Ji Chi shook his head amusedly, and tapped his fingers on the thin crystal window.Hmm... with such hardness, even if a great swordsman comes over and hits them with a hammer, it may not be able to break them.

As the night deepened, Ji Chi lay in the sleigh, turned his face slightly, and could see the clear and peaceful starry sky washed by water through the transparent crystal window.

The stars on the snow field are particularly bright, and the sky is like an endless rain, pattering and twinkling on the snow.

The station of the expeditionary army was not very quiet. In the open wilderness, the soldiers in charge of the night watch were even more energetic and patrolled around the station. The sound of rustling on the snow came from the night, squeezed into the dreams of many people in armored armor.

Ji Chi opened his eyes and looked at the night sky. The scenes that happened in the village not long ago were replaying in his mind, which made him inexplicably uneasy.He closed his eyes, tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep, but finally couldn't hold back his anxiety, and gently got up and pushed open the sleigh door.

However, at the moment when he was about to set foot on the snow, the pocket of his coat suddenly became heavy, as if someone had accurately thrown a heavy shot put into it.

Ji Chi didn't have time to pay attention, he ran quickly on the snowy ground, moved around a few times, and left the range of the expeditionary army patrolling.

After making sure that no one saw him, he took out a solid meat ball from his pocket, and said helplessly, "Why don't you sleep in the car, why join me in the fun?"

The rabbit yawned hugely: "Isn't it the best answer for me to be at the border now? I thought you were used to it long ago."

Ji Chi remembered how it smuggled here a few days ago, and his face darkened: "Let me tell you baby, it's easy not to grow up if you deserve such a beating."

There was a mocking expression on the rabbit's plush face.

Ji Chi ignored it, tightened his grip on it, and sneaked towards the small village in the twilight.

There were no recreational activities on the vast and desolate snowfield, and the villagers went back to their houses early to sleep, and the whole village was filled with the deafening snoring of the bears.

Ji Chi paused, feeling that he was under the cover of the raging bears, there was no need to sneak around at all, and swaggered in with a complicated expression.

The house where the monks of the Holy See lived was very easy to find, and there was a cluster of warm fires shining through the whole village.

Ji Chi came to the cloudy glass window, tapped a small hole on the window, and looked inside.The direction he was looking directly at was a wooden bed, and a swaying kerosene lamp was placed beside the bed, illuminating the figure tossing and turning on the bed.

The rabbit also leaned in front of the window, staring at the people inside, and asked in a low voice, "Are they worried about the expeditionary army because they are so anxious?"

Ji Chi observed for a while, and unfortunately came to a conclusion: "I think he just couldn't sleep because of the noise."

Sure enough, the monk sat up irritably and cursed: "Are they a group of three-headed hell dogs? How can one head make such a loud noise?"

The monk was full of resentment and had nowhere to vent his anger. Under the cover of night, he cursed loudly and uncleanly, which was very different from the kind and holy servant of God during the day.

Just when he was cursing happily, with a bang, the kerosene lamp suddenly went out, and the room was immediately dark.

The monk was taken aback, turned his head to fumble for the kerosene lamp, and began to complain again: "What a broken place, there is no magic lamp! Only this old, smelly kerosene lamp! Is it a place where human beings can live... "

Soon he closed his mouth, cold sweat bursting out.

On his neck, a cold and sharp long sword was touching the fragile blood vessels, and if he was not careful, blood would splatter three feet.

In the dark night like thick ink, a devilish voice sounded from my ears: "What is the purpose of your coming here?"

Knowing that he couldn't resist, the monk swallowed hard and said tremblingly: "I, we are here to pass on the teachings..."

Ji Chi's unwavering tone sounded again, and the monk couldn't hear his dissatisfaction with the answer: "What did you recite?"

The monk immediately memorized a lot of things.

These may be the content of the prayers they asked the bears to recite. It is a long list, written in the language of the angels, which is comparable to the magician's chanting spells. No wonder the bears are scared into that look.

However, after waiting for a while, Ji Chi didn't notice anything unusual. He frowned and pressed his sword against the monk's neck: "Read it again."

The monk was about to cry, and he recited it again very seriously, for fear that Ji Chi would be impatient and kill him. This time, his articulate words were extremely clear.

Still nothing happened, Ji Chi stopped counting on him, recalled the long list of content, and recited it word by word, with a clear voice chanting prayers, flowing out of the house, making the village peaceful A few points.

The monk was stunned, forgetting for a moment that his life was in danger, his face was full of emotion and relief, and two lines of muddy tears flowed down: "I just said... I just said that normal people can recite it. Woooo—”

Ji Chi used his long sword to bring back his untimely emotion: "Why is there no change? Didn't it mean that there will be lines after memorizing?"

The monk wiped away his tears: "Who said that it will appear after memorizing it? Well, of course, only those who are favored by the gods have the treatment!"

Ji Chi sneered: "You think I'll believe it's a good thing?"

"Forget it." Ji Chi didn't want to be a riddler with him anymore, he stretched out his hand and waved to the side, and a distorted black figure appeared on the bedside, "Talking with a sober person is really a waste of time."

The monk was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were splitting. Before he could scream, his head and face were covered by a black mist. He quickly closed his eyes and sat on the bed without moving.

The rabbit leaned over to look at him in surprise, and poked the monk: "Did you kill him?"

Ji Chi shook his head: "No, I just want to ask the truth."

The monsters he summons come from the abyss, and will superimpose the chaotic debuff on the enemy. In reality, it makes people in a state of being indistinguishable from the enemy, which is very suitable for the enemy to use.

Ji Chi asked him to recite the prayer again. Under the effect of the debuff, the monk would not tell lies, but he found that the monk had not lied to him before, and what he recited was still the original content...

Ji Chi was finally a little confused.

It shouldn't be, when the two of them recited it, he didn't feel any magical fluctuations, which meant that this prayer was neither a curse nor a blessing, it was like the Holy See made up a bunch of nutritious things to amuse everyone.

However, he didn't believe that the Holy See would be so boring, so he continued to ask, "What is your mission?"

"Let the villagers in Thar Village believe in the God of Light, teach them to recite prayers..." the monk answered obediently, and then couldn't help crying, "But, but I taught them for a month...a month! They I didn’t even memorize the first sentence! God! What did I do wrong? Do you want to punish me like this?”

The monk lay on the bed and wailed. The despair and pain in the crying made Ji Chi and the rabbit shudder.

Ji Chi: "..." The bears are mighty!

He really felt a little sympathetic to the Holy See. He paused, and the voice of the question couldn't help being softer: "Whose orders are you following?"

The monk sobbed: "The bishop who is in charge of the Holy See in the Northland, he established a church in the small town of Newt a year ago, I, I could have returned to him there 20 days ago, but, but these villagers... ..."

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Ji Chi quickly interrupted his spellcasting, and took advantage of the debuff to confuse his thinking: "Okay, they will recite the prayer tomorrow, and you can go back and return to life immediately."

"Really?" the monk said with tears in his eyes.

"Really, and you slept well tonight, no one saw you." Ji Chi saw the monk lay down and fell asleep peacefully, with a sweet smile still on the corner of his mouth.

He shivered from the cold, found the room of several other monks, and each of them received a debuff.

The rabbit watched him finish all this quietly, and asked: "Are they really going to leave here tomorrow? What if they find that the villagers still don't know anything?"

Ji Chi: "Yes, they probably don't have the courage to face the villagers anymore."

Ji Chi's guess was correct. The next morning, the sun had not yet fully risen, and the cold wind was still blowing on the snow field.

A few white figures rushed out of the village happily, and the shadows disappeared after a while.

The villagers are also very happy, they finally got rid of the torment for almost a month, and now they can't wait to sing and dance to celebrate!

The young Xiong Xiong smiled and felt that something was wrong: "Village chief, why are people in the Holy See happier than us?"

"Maybe it's because we recite it quickly and well..." The village head pondered for a moment, and taught deeply: "My child, you must know that no one on the mainland dares to challenge the wisdom of the Xiongxiong clan. We can be proud, but we cannot be proud."

The young bear suddenly nodded.

Ji Chi & Rabbit who heard the teaching from afar: "..." Stop teaching!If you teach again, it will be useless!

After dawn, the expeditionary army stopped staying. The soldiers who had rested all night were refreshed and set off much more briskly.

Ji Chi found Sylvia on the way, told her what he found last night, and asked in confusion: "However, I don't understand why it is in the small town of Newt. It is the most remote town in the Northland. The Holy See wants to preach If so, shouldn’t you choose a place like the King’s City? And from what they say, the Holy See seems to have arranged it in Newt a year ago.”

Sylvia didn't know what the Holy See was thinking. Newt Town was the closest town to the fortress. It had a small population and the town was not prosperous. She just knew about this place and had rarely set foot in it.

The Countess reminded her suddenly: "Think about who is in Newt Town."

Sylvia understood instantly, her eyes sharpened, and she smiled angrily: "In the end, I'm still thinking about the expeditionary army... Just because I don't want to provoke those people doesn't mean I will tolerate them!"

After she finished speaking, she swung her long sword and ordered the soldiers to change into their original forms and speed up their pace.

With the roar of beasts, the orcs behind them all turned into a bunch of ferocious beasts, some spread their legs, some flew high, and their marching speed suddenly increased a lot.

The countess looked at Sylvia's angry back, sighed and explained to Ji Chi: "The town of Newt is near the barracks of the fortress, and most of the people living in it are the families of the soldiers."

In this way, Ji Chi also understands that the soldiers are not afraid of hardships and battles, but they also have weaknesses, and that is the family members behind them.

The countess' eyes also turned cold: "Thank you this time, if the person the soldiers are desperately protecting is hurt behind them, Sylvia will not forgive herself."

It would have taken four or five days to travel, but with the orcs running wildly around the clock, they arrived at the fortress in two days.

Ji Chi finally saw the appearance of the fortress up close. It was a very high ice wall, which seemed to be piled up by thousands of years of ice. Standing in front of the Beast and the Snowfield Expeditionary Army.

The expeditionary army was the second line of defense, and barracks were also built vertically and horizontally to protect the small town of Newt behind them.

Sylvia's face was serious, her doubts, fear and anger had been burning for two days, she missed the direction of the barracks, and rushed straight towards the small town of Newt.

Everyone in the small town knew the patron saint of the fortress, and everyone stopped to say hello to her kindly. Sylvia glanced at those trusting and loving eyes, the animal pupils gradually stood up, and the fur of the snow wolf emerge on the body surface.

The deep fear made her unable to control her own form!

She got off her horse, kicked open the gate of the Holy See, and pointed her long sword at the young man in holy robes under the statue.

The young man turned his head and looked at Sylvia with a bit of surprise in his eyes: "General, who is this?"

Sylvia glanced at the startled townspeople in the church, gritted her teeth and asked in a deep voice, "What are you trying to do? If you dare to hurt them, I guarantee that your soul will be torn apart by me!"

The young man's hair was golden yellow, the favorite color of the Holy See, which was the best symbol of light, but his pupils were indeed mysterious and beautiful purple, and an electric arc flashed across the irises from time to time.

He smiled and said to Silvia: "There may be a misunderstanding... Please believe me, what I hate the most is hurting innocent people."