Heroes of Silver Moon

"Then can I advance the ten-year monthly payment first?" Seeing the Pope's face getting darker and darker, Simon said weakly.

"Hiss", the pope took a deep breath, his face is so terrifying!

"One year at the most, and then get out of here immediately." After ordering the pastor to put a money bag in front of Simon, the Pope growled "viciously".

"Ah, I see." Scared by the pope, Simon rushed out immediately. Of course, he certainly didn't forget to take the money bag with him.

"Made, is he really the reincarnation of the Son of God?" Seeing Simon's dejected figure leaving, the Pope couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Hey, I only got one year's monthly gold." Walking on the road to the cathedral, looking at the twenty-four gold coins in the purse, Simon sighed in disappointment.

The mage really burned too much money. Of the 105 gold coins he brought from the high mountain collar, there were only four left in a blink of an eye. As a result, he didn't dare to leave the academy on his monthly leave.

The gold-absorbing ability of the capital is no joke. Simon dares to guarantee that as long as he dares to take a stroll in the capital, the money on his body will be spent immediately without a trace.

"Well, mentor," walked to the door of the cathedral, looked at Clifford who was obviously waiting for him, and Simon hurried over.

"Mentor," Simon greeted Clifford respectfully.

He had passed out in Clifford's study, and Clifford must have sent him to the cathedral, as Simon could figure out with his toes.

"Hey, Simon! Aren't you a holy son? How come you can still come out?" Clifford said unexpectedly when he saw Simon's figure.

Didn't it mean that the Holy Son would never leave the cathedral before becoming Pope?

"Hey, aren't you waiting for me?" Simon looked at Clifford who was surprised, and said in amazement, it turned out that he dared to be affectionate!

"Of course not, I'm waiting for Bishop Margarita." After finishing speaking, Clifford asked, "How did you come out?"

"Oh, they recognized the wrong person, I'm actually not their holy son," Simon said while running the train with his mouth full.

"No, you are the Son of God," came an old voice, and the old woman suddenly appeared beside them with the support of two accompanying nuns.

"Okay, okay, I'm the Holy Son." Looking at the old woman who suddenly appeared, Simon said with a painful face, he really didn't want to argue about this issue.

"But for some reason, I will continue to learn spells." After Simon finished speaking, he walked into Clifford's carriage on his own.

"Hey, please explain to me first, what do you mean by continuing to learn spells, aren't you the holy son of the church?" Clifford said with a dark face as he watched Simon board the carriage on his own.

"Ah, this is the will of the Moonlight Goddess!" Simon said with erratic eyes and ran the train again.

He couldn't figure out the situation now, how could he explain it to Clifford!

"Damn it!" Clifford's heart collapsed at this moment when he heard that Simon had fooled his question with the order of the goddess of moonlight.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the holy son of the church, and he is truly passed down by the clergy!

Why, everyone said that this was the order of the Moonlight Goddess, so could he still go to the heavenly kingdom of God to ask the Moonlight Goddess what happened?

Let's not talk about how he, a master-level sorcerer, will go to heaven, just say that he is in front of the Moonlight Goddess, do you really have the courage to ask?

"Forget it." After struggling for a while, Clifford decided not to care about this shit, and just pretend that Simon has never been to the cathedral today.

Under Clifford's spell, the carriage was unmanned again. On the way, Simon looked at Clifford with a depressed face, and then stabbed his mentor in the heart again.

"Teacher, when are you free?" Simon asked weakly, looking at Clifford whose eyes were out of focus.

"Well, what's the matter?" Clifford, who had already made up his mind to lie flat, quickly regained his senses and asked.

"I'm an intermediate mage now, but I only know three zero-level spells!" Simon, a nobleman from Versailles, is officially online at this moment.

"Well, didn't I say that first-level spells are very complicated, and I've been really busy recently," Clifford said leisurely at the moment, not realizing the point of Simon's words.

"Hey", the old woman sitting on the other side heard the point of Simon's words, so she sighed deeply.

"Um, Bishop Margarita, what's the matter with you?" Clifford asked suspiciously when he heard the old woman's sigh.

"I'm lamenting for the future of the church! As the holy son of the church, he has such a talent in magic, and he has become a middle-level mage at a young age," the old woman reminded vaguely.

"Hey, it really shouldn't be, as the holy son of the church, instead of practicing divine magic, he should practice magic spells, that's true!"

Clifford suddenly realized something, then looked at Simon blankly and said, "You have been promoted to an intermediate mage." UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Well", seeing that the tutor finally reacted, Simon smiled and nodded emphatically.

"You, you, you, your speed of practice is unscientific!" Clifford was surprised and said excitedly.

"Ah, this is a gift from the goddess!", as the holy son of the Moonlight Church, Simon once again "praise" the Moonlight Goddess.

Of course, what he said was also true. Without the divine power left in his soul by the Moonlight Goddess, it would be impossible for the purple light group to produce spiritual power out of thin air.

"Hehe," Clifford said with disbelief on his face, "I'm sure now that you are the Holy Son of the Moonlight Church, and you really don't give in at all."

"Oh, mentor, I'm really embarrassed to say that," Simon said without any embarrassment when he heard Clifford's "praise".

"Hehe", Clifford twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly again, there really are such brazen people in this world.

"However, I really don't have time these days"

After adjusting his mentality, Clifford said helplessly: "There are only two senior alchemists in the kingdom. The orders from the royal family, the church, the military, and the nobles are approaching the end of the year. rushing to work."

"Ah! That means before the Luna Festival, as an intermediate mage, I can only practice those three zero-level spells." Upon hearing Clifford's explanation, Simon said disappointedly.

"Well, if you have spare money, you can also go to the tutors of other departments to learn new zero-level spells. Students have a discount. You can learn a zero-level spell for five gold coins."

Thinking of the college's policy, Clifford rolled his eyes, and then made a suggestion to Simon.