Pastor's Tantra

Chapter 515 Aiwass: You will be in touch

Aiwass didn't carry much luggage... After all, whatever was sold in Avalon, the Theocracy would definitely sell.

The Theocracy has no regulations governing extraordinary persons, and both ritual materials and alchemical mixtures are much easier to buy than in Avalon. No matter what you want to use, it will be the same if you go to the place to buy it.

On the other hand, Sherlock... under Aiwass's advice, he only brought a change of clothes. However, he carried a lot of books and notes with him, and it was obvious that he did not intend to stop studying and researching while traveling in the Theocracy.

They entrusted their tantras to Bishop Mathers' family, while Yulia was given to the care of Isabel and Shafiya by Aiwass. Although Ligeia is the strongest person in Avalon, her personality is obviously not a good match for the quiet Yulia.

Now Aiwass only had a small suitcase the size of a medical kit, which was held steadily by Lily behind him.

There is only one thing that takes up most of the space and takes up the most space.

- That's money.

A whole box, 70% of which was filled with money. And they were all paper money.

There are a total of 20,000 white crown coins, of which 10,000 are of the face value of ten white crowns, and 10,000 are of the face value of twenty white crowns - twenty is already the maximum denomination of the white crown coins.

The total amount here is three hundred thousand white crown coins... which is equivalent to twenty times the gift that the genius Albert received from Prince Heinrich, the Count of Leipzig.

Now Haina has become a full-time employee and has been transferred to the Arbitration Hall. But her annual salary is three thousand white coins...and this is already twenty-five times that of ordinary company employees.

She would need to go without food or drink for a hundred years to earn Aiwass's box of money.

Although it is not at the same level as the sky-high loan of "six million star antimony gold coins" provided by Grandet, it is already the amount that Aiwass can draw in a short time without affecting the Moriarty family's business. The most liquidity has arrived.

The reason why Aiwass brings so much money is also very simple.

——That’s shopping!

As the true center of the world, the Theocracy can even see fifth-level powerhouses from all over the world.

When Aiwass got off the boat, he could already feel the strange atmosphere.

The most obvious thing is that the races have obviously become richer——

"The most complete travel guide, describing the travel recommendations, rules and specialties of each level of Theocratic Country! A must-have for your first visit to Theocratic Country, all you need is five gold coins or eight white crowns!"

"Orthodox handmade elf clothing! Available in all sizes at reasonable prices. It can be used by everyone from trolls to goblins! You have to wear it when you come to the Theocracy, and buy a new one when you leave! The best gift for visiting relatives and friends!"

"Sea sickness medicine, does anyone want high-quality seasickness medicine? It is produced by Living Silver Workshop and works instantly!"

Before Aivas left the port, he heard the shrill cries of the goblins.

The noisy and noisy sounds make it impossible for people to think that this is an eternal theocracy known for its silence and slow pace of life.

The hawking of goblins is still so smart - they can always sell the most suitable things to customers at the most suitable time and in the most suitable place.

Aiwass reached for the suitcase and whispered to Lily: "Go buy two sets of clothes."

"What about mine?"

Upon hearing this, Sherlock came up directly.

Although he is reserved and indifferent to outsiders, he is now becoming more and more shameless towards Aiwass. Maybe this is just a matter of familiarity.

"Just buying it for you two."

Aiwass said calmly: "I am wearing a priest's uniform, there is no need to change."

As he spoke, he opened the suitcase and took out two 20-denomination white coins and handed them to Lily.

The scene was also apparently seen by passers-by.

Three trolls saw them in the distance and started whispering.

Sherlock's expression suddenly tightened. His expression suddenly became sharp and cold, and his right hand holding the cane suddenly became a little harder.

"——Don't you have any change?"

He lowered his voice and said to Aiwass.

"No need."

Aiwass said coldly and glanced at the three trolls from a distance.

One of the trolls suddenly noticed something, reached out and quickly pulled the shoulders of the other two trolls with different skin colors from his, and nervously said something in their ears.

They suddenly looked frightened. He bowed to Aiwass in awe and ran away.

The thinnest troll among them - he was only about 2.23 meters tall, and you couldn't even see the soft fat on his belly. Except for the oily green skin, he looks like a human with a strong body and a green face. But he was most afraid of Aiwass. If his friends hadn't stopped him, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to Aiwass.

"……what happened?"

Sherlock frowned slightly, thinking of something: "Is it because you are beyond the level of the Tao?"

"That's right. These ignorant and uncivilized trolls are in awe of the great wizard... The great elder of a large tribe is usually a great wizard."

Aiwass nodded.

Trolls have an innate sensitivity to herbs, rituals, and curses. While losing the compatibility of most paths, the compatibility of the three paths of transcendence, love and adaptation is much higher... and in the despise chain of troll culture, ritualists are usually greater than hunters than cursers.

Aiwass pointed at them and whispered to Sherlock: "Look, that green-skinned troll is the hunter, because they will apply a kind of grass juice on their skin for a long time. This is used to enable them to It is invisible in the jungle and does not leave a scent. The other one should be a medicine man or a curse master... His skin is red and fragile, which is proof that the curse blood has been applied for a long time."

"Curse blood?" Sherlock was a little confused.

"...Ah, you just treat it like an addictive piece of shit."

Aiwass didn't want to talk about it, so he gave a simple summary: "Trolls don't have many materials to use, and cursers can only use simple materials. Slightly more expensive materials are sold to goblins by the elders... so they are the most common. The most commonly used materials are blood, feces, and urine.

"So I don't recommend you buy any medicine from trolls. No matter how good the price is, you will regret it."

"...I already understand, no need to say more."

Sherlock's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Seeing his expression, Aiwass was a little surprised: "Wait... have you bought it?"

"...Tell me about the other one."

Sherlock coughed twice and forcibly changed the subject: "That's the ritual master, I guess. His skin is brown and black... This should be the original mark that has not been smeared with anything."

"Yes, at most I have applied some oil. Palm oil, coconut oil, shea butter - they use oil instead of water to cleanse their bodies. The highest-ranking wizards will use baby blood mixed with olive oil to ensure the health of their souls. Clean.”

Aiwass looked at their backs calmly: "This should be the child of a certain great wizard, who came to the Theocracy with two guards...otherwise, with their status as trolls, it would be impossible to reach the Theocracy."

Whether it is as a person or as a commodity - the Theocracy does not allow the sale of trolls.

"Better be careful with them."

Sherlock still lowered his voice and said softly: "After all, from their position, they can see how much money you have in the box... maybe they will report the news about you."

"...To be honest, this amount of money is nothing in the Theocracy."

Aiwass said in a normal voice: "And there will be local people coming to pick us up - Lulu told me that she has already contacted the person."

When the Arc Moon Manor was built, the amount of money Bayard lent them already exceeded this amount.

This amount of money may be considered a lot of money in Avalon, but compared to these people...Avalon can only be regarded as a rural area.

While they were talking, Lily had returned with two packages.

Sherlock noticed that these two bags containing clothes, just the packages presented outside were very exquisite - complex and delicate patterns, like the hand-knitted scarves of Iris that have been popular in recent years.

"After this bag is opened, it can be made into a scarf. It's called the 'Elf Pocket', and the Iris Man has a scarf pattern that is modeled after it."

As if he guessed what Sherlock was thinking, Aiwass explained from the side.

"...You've never been to the Theocracy, have you?"

Sherlock looked suspicious: "How do you know so well?"

"I'm a pastor."

Aiwass said with a smile and did not answer directly.

at this time.

A cry of exclamation, accompanied by the sudden silence, came from the most crowded place.

——It feels like a head teacher sneaking over to the back door of a noisy classroom. Without any communication, the noisy voices in the classroom were suddenly burned out.

It was a group of seven elves with beautiful looks and tall postures.

Even if you don't recognize their clothes, you can identify them just by looking at their mounts.

The six of them wore elven silver armor that covered only about half of their bodies, long white cloaks on their bodies, and rode Pegasus with white wings underneath them. They are of different genders, but they all wear silver-white metal eye masks - symbolizing the core principle of the Pope's Guards: "Indifference".

The leader of the group was all pure white, without any other color, and his whole body shone in the sunlight.

She wore white stockings and white silk gloves on her hands. There is a white ribbon on her eyes, and a silver-white gauze behind her white hair. The white robe she wore looked like a wedding dress...and her ears were the pointiest and longest of all the elves Aiwass had ever seen. Compared with humans with round or square faces, which are more common, pure-blood elves also have a significantly pointed chin and whiter skin.

She rides a unicorn, which symbolizes the highest authority of the Theocracy - the status of the unicorn in the Theocracy is equivalent to that of full-body knight armor in Avalon, or even higher.

Originally over two meters tall, coupled with the tall unicorn, the silent girl looked as majestic as a white sculpture.

...Broken, why is she here?

Aiwass's heart skipped a beat.

Isabel, why did you contact her?

He didn't know many people in the Theocracy. After all, the cardinals in the game were almost all artists with exaggerated expressions, and the lower-level bishops were all basically the same model...but he did know this person. In other words, no player will not know her.

Not only is it very popular on the forum, but it is also very popular in the book.

This was the eternal saint "Pure White" who would cause chaos in the Theocracy not long after. The "pure white" I had seen before in the promotion ceremony should be her.

Thinking of this, Aiwass took the initiative to take two steps forward, bowed to caress his chest, and half-knelt down in front of this beautiful, noble, but quiet elf.

"——May the flame of the candlelight illuminate your path, Your Highness the Saint. Long time no see."

Hearing this, the saint tilted her head in confusion.

But she responded: "Long time no see."