My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Kroun took out a shabby wooden box the size of a computer mainframe and laid a layer of soft cloth inside.

Then put the finished medicines that have been refined in the past few days into it at intervals, with some rags in the middle.

These glass test tubes are very delicate, and if they are not properly protected, they may end up being a piece of cake.

After preparing these, he shouldered the box, picked up the revolver and the backpack containing two hundred rounds of ammunition, and strode out the door.

Just as the door was locked, a voice came from behind: "Where are you going?"

The voice is not loud, but full of majesty.

Croun escaped, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Father, why are you here? Come inside quickly."

As he was just thinking about something, he didn't notice the creditor coming to his door, but he was well aware of the other party's intention.

He reopened the door and invited the priest into the room to speak.

"I heard you're doing well these days!"

Nick's voice was low, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

Of course, Croun could hear the implication: You are living well, why don’t you pay off your debts quickly? !

He responded in a gentle tone, without any embarrassment at having found his little tail:

"To be honest, I owe a lot to the priest. Don't worry if you have too many debts, and don't itch if you have too many lice."

The priest snorted coldly: "Can I think that you are blatantly refusing to repay the debt? No one in the kingdom dares to owe the church money for the materials for sacred baptism."

“It’s not that I won’t pay it back, it’s that I want to pay it back but can’t!”

Crown spread his hands and forced a wry smile: "In the past few days, I have been practicing making potions day and night."

He patted the box: "These are the results! I was just about to go out to Ronnie's breeding farm to sell this batch of potions. Only when the level of potions continues to improve, will I be able to make a steady stream of money and return it to the priest."

"I heard that someone went to the police patrol every afternoon to shoot, shooting two to three hundred rounds of ammunition at a time."

"I don't feel safe. I also need to go to the mountains often to collect herbs. Without excellent shooting skills, not to mention those weird monsters, even ordinary beasts can't deal with them."

Crown answered fluently, and he had already planned for these responses.

He said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

He reached out and fumbled through the lining of his clothes a few times, then placed all the gold shields that he had not spent yet on the table.

"No one was at home a few days ago. It must have been robbed. I can only take out so much."

Nick reached out and grabbed the coin, bumping it twice in his hand: "It's only eight gold shields, but you owe the church 100 gold shields."

I owe it to the church. I owe it to you, the priest, right? !

Crown curled his lips and changed the subject: "Have you caught the evil spirits who committed crimes these days?"

The priest calmly put the golden shield into his pocket: "Locking the target position."

You just don’t know the enemy’s shadow yet!

Crown was silent for a few seconds and then spoke: "Father, in the face of such an enemy, do we ordinary people have any way to deal with it?"

"You can pray to the Lord of Fire!"

Nick's words brought a bit of discomfort.

Crown was stunned when he heard this: "Does the priest have any way to deal with evil spirits?"

"Of course, I am an exorcist priest. Nowadays, every church is equipped with an exorcist priest. Dealing with evil spirits is easy, but first we need to find those maggots hiding in the gutters, but I am not good at tracking them."

Exorcist priest!

Crown was a little excited when he heard a new word: "Father, do you think it's possible for me to become an exorcist priest?"

"Exorcist priests select young people with devout beliefs, and then undergo at least more than ten years of rigorous training before they can be qualified. You are too old, and some of the training is no longer possible."

Crown didn't give up and asked: "Could it be that the ordinary people of the Lord of Fire can only close their eyes and wait for death when faced with evil, besides praying for ethereal miracles?"

His mood was faintly excited.

Nick squinted and looked at him slightly differently.

When faced with evil creatures, most ordinary people only know how to passively pray and wait for salvation, and have simply lost the courage to resist.

The young man in front of me has experienced a mysterious incident, and still has the determination to fight, which is commendable.

Nick was born into a family of ordinary believers. After hard training, he became a glorious exorcist priest, but was assigned to this remote small town church.

Why, isn't it because there is no power behind him?

Each exorcism priest will be equipped with two Crusaders to assist the priest in killing evil creatures and protecting the parish, but he did not. The bishop assigned by the church administrator euphemistically said: Even if evil appears in the backcountry, it is still a weak scum. The exorcist priest alone is enough to solve the problem.

If there are no accidents, he will most likely be stationed in this town for a long time. If the church does not assign him a Crusader soldier, why not try to train one himself.

Nick's mind was racing, and his fingers were tapping the table rhythmically.

Seeing the priest lost in thought, Crown held his breath and sat upright.

The priest's next answer was related to his ability to contact a higher level of power, and his heart beat faster involuntarily.

After a long time, Nick spoke slowly and in a low voice: "The church trains ordinary people to become warriors who guard the Lamb of the Flame Lord. I have also mastered this method."

Without hesitation, Klein said something sonorously and forcefully: "Father, I am willing to be a sharp sword in the hands of the Lord!"

"Haha", Nick looked at him thoughtfully:

"It's not impossible. If you are willing to become a guardian of the church and pay for the training yourself, and there are evil creatures that harm the parishioners and you can accept my recruitment unconditionally, I am willing to be your guide."

Croun understood and brought his own dry food to become the priest's thug. If there was danger, he would go first, and the priest would take the advantage.

He asked in embarrassment: "Pure selfless dedication?"

If the priest wouldn't relent, he agreed.

As long as he can come into contact with higher levels of power and can practice to get started, his goal will be achieved.

As for constraints, there are always ways to remove hidden dangers.

Nick thought the other party cared about money: "Evil creatures also have many precious materials, which are expensive. As long as you work hard, you will get 20% of the gains. Are you willing?"

He is not a stingy person who wants the horse to run fast but does not let the horse eat grass. If he has a capable helper, he will be much more relaxed.

According to his work experience in Zach Town in the past few years, the world's spirituality is becoming more and more active, and there must be more and more evil creatures.

He had long thought about cultivating a group of Crusaders, but the church always rejected his request because of insufficient funds.

Most of the people in the town who can afford the training have moved to Rhine City, leaving him alone now.

"I am willing to be the sword that protects the church."

Before Kroun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Nick: "First of all, you need to prove that you can afford the cost of training. The church will not help you with this money. I'll give you two months, no, give you three months time, if you can pay back the money for the materials for the Holy Baptism, I am willing to guide you to become a glorious Crusader warrior."

Nick stood up and patted his pockets: "Those gold shields are regarded as interest, three months, 100 gold shields. Young man, the world with mysterious power has opened the door to you, it depends on whether you have the ability to grasp it."