My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Nick sat on his knees in the church's underground sanctuary, his eyes closed.

His back was straight, he was holding the Holy Emblem in his hand, and he was praying devoutly.

It's like falling into another time and space. The walls and ceiling have become translucent, and you can see the gray fog billowing outside.

Silver runes were shining on the walls of the sanctuary.

Those weak rays of light radiated outward, and the gray fog that was illuminated emitted wisps of blue smoke.

Gradually, this abnormality disappeared, and the walls in the room returned to normal.

The priest opened his eyes and stood up. He walked to the angel statue, looked at the milky white liquid in the copper basin at the foot of the stone statue, which was much lighter, and let out a sigh:

"The erosion of the full moon is getting more and more serious. One day, the spiritual plane will directly interfere with this world. What should we do then? Almighty Lord, please have mercy on your people."

. . . .

Kroun sat cross-legged and made the Great Sun Seal with his hands.

There was a faint smile on his face and his body was warm.

After finishing his work, he walked to the window and savored the warmth.

After he woke up from the nightmare last night, he couldn't fall asleep again, so he just meditated on the golden light spell.

In the dark shadow, although it took a long time for him to enter the state of visualization, he was indeed able to successfully visualize.

With constant visualization, the cold feeling in the body after witnessing and hearing evil visions is also dispelled.

This phenomenon made him more and more sure of his guess. The crimson full moon contained evil magic!

After a full meal, Crown was anxious to get the answer from the priest and hurried to the church.

When he arrived at the training ground in the backyard of the church, he found Nick already standing there.

He rushed over in surprise and said hello:

"Good morning, Father! May the Lord of Fire shine upon you and me!"

Since his swordsmanship finished beating the opponent, he rarely saw the priest's figure throughout the day.

Occasionally, I met him once, and it was the other person who came to arrange training tasks.

"May the Lord of Fire shine upon you and me," Nick responded with a smile.

He looked the young man up and down and said, "Yes, you are in good spirits. It seems that you slept very peacefully last night."

"It's not stable at all." Crown shook his head and told the complete vision he saw under the moonlight last night.

Nick's face became more solemn as he listened to his narration.

When he finished speaking, the priest said to himself: "Mortals who have not stepped into the supernatural world cannot detect that kind of vision at all."

Only when you enter the extraordinary world can you detect that kind of vision?

A trace of hesitation flashed across his face, wondering whether to tell the priest that he had become a spirit master.

Geralt once said that there is a risk of losing control of the spirit master. If he informed the priest, he was afraid that his extraordinary journey as a knight would end. The church should not allow a person who is in danger of spiraling out of control to become an insider.

"Some art guys in the city can occasionally dream of these scenes. Have you ever discovered that you have this ability before?"

He shook his head, secretly happy that the priest's imagination saved him from explaining this complicated situation.

"Perhaps the evil spirits have caused some kind of erosion on you, making your spiritual sense sharper. From now on, on the night of the full moon, you stay in the church."

Nick ordered, he didn't want anything to happen to his designated right-hand man.

"In addition to your physical and strength training every day, I will teach you some basic knowledge of monsters. I have submitted an application to the church to give you a quota as a Crusader. If the application is successful, you will officially be a member of the church. As a member, you can enjoy all the benefits you should enjoy.”

"Thank you, Father, for the tip." Crown smiled.

If you can join a powerful organization, of course you have to hold on tight.

He was a little worried: "Father, you once said that every exorcism priest church will be equipped with several Crusaders as assistants, but they have not been assigned to you. Will the church make it difficult for you to apply?"

Nick waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is no need to worry about this. The reason why the church did not assign personnel to me is because of insufficient manpower, not because there is no establishment. I discovered and trained you by myself. After the church recognizes it, it only needs every person They will not be embarrassed by giving you a fixed monthly salary and supplies, but will be happy to see the results, so I won't bother applying for support staff every day."

. . . .

Crown finished training for the day and hurried to the Goat Hotel.

When he found Geralt, he was sitting listlessly in the corner eating.

He stepped forward and asked straight to the point: "Hey, Mr. Demon Hunter, I have a job offer and I wonder if you are interested in taking it."

"Yes, we will accept any employment," Allen shouted next to him, "No one will have trouble with Jindun. However, brother, we are familiar with each other, business is business, and the bounty must be as we say. We The price will be assessed based on the risk of the entrusted matter.”

The boy said it quickly and without breath. He must have said it countless times.

Crown quickly interrupted his eloquence: "My employment is not dangerous. I would like to ask Mr. Geralt to practice swordsmanship with me."

The white-haired man looked over with squinted eyes and asked, "You want to learn my swordsmanship? I advise you not to bother with this, it's the swordsmanship of a demon hunter."

"Sir, you misunderstood me. I am not interested in the swordsmanship passed down by the witcher. I just want to hire you to be my swordsman. My current swordsmanship, well, has improved very quickly. Father Nick can no longer put too much pressure on me. ”

"improve rapidly?"

The witcher gave an unknown smile.

He also knew a little about the other party's situation, and he had only learned swordsmanship for more than ten days, so he didn't believe how capable he was.

"You must also need to train to stay in fighting condition. If you add me, you can also earn a gold shield. Why not do it."

"Teacher, let's accept this commission."

Allen shouted excitedly next to him. They didn't have many gold shields in their hands anymore, and this winter would be very difficult. Now that someone is taking the initiative to give money, of course he is happy.

"I promise you, I'll charge you a gold shield for an hour, and you can practice for as long as you want every day."

Crown took out two gold shields from his pocket and placed them on the table: "No problem, I want to start tonight. It will take two hours first, starting at 8 o'clock, in my backyard."

"Wouldn't it affect your vision at night?"

Geralt had some questions.

Demon hunters have been trained and swallowed alchemical potions, and their bodies have been transformed to adapt to the dim environment at night. Croun is just a spirit master. Could it be that his spirit master has the effect of witchcraft such as dark vision?

"Of course it doesn't matter. How could I waste my own money?"

The demon hunter nodded: "You have the final say, but I want to have a good rest tonight and let Allen go and spar with you. He has been learning swordsmanship for six years, which is enough to deal with you."

"See you tonight then", Crown turned and left.