Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

"Such a skillful technique, steady and fast movements, cold eyes, no trace of pity from a doctor, just like a butcher contaminated with countless lives!" Casalia suddenly became excited... no, she became nervous, The gradually rapid breathing caused the chest to rise and fall violently.

Can this not be skillful, Fenmu is a man who eats some ingredients as endangered and protected animals, and now the method of cutting the robe is a habit left when handling ingredients.

"Are you really a pharmacist, do you have a certificate?" The female knight really felt something was wrong.

Fenmu already knew how to deal with this catgirl nun. He took a bucket of white turbid and viscous potion, glanced at the cat ears of the unconscious nun, and said:

"Of course, but I took the veterinary certificate exam, so it's not bad. The barrel of potion is more expensive, so you have to be mentally prepared."

After speaking, he poured the bucket of potion on the poor nun, and the paste-like liquid adhered to her body, and miraculously, the rotten wound on her body began to grow tender new flesh, which healed at a speed visible to the naked eye with.

Casalia watched all this in disbelief, and suddenly became alert.

——Wait a minute, such an effective potion is by no means cheap, and he poured it on so wastefully? ! And the poor nun's wound has healed, but she still has no intention of waking up. Could it be that he saved a hand, trying to blackmail me? !

"You have such a plan!" Casalia suddenly realized, and immediately put on an indignant expression, but she didn't dare to have the idea of ​​​​resistance, because Fenmu was still standing next to the nun holding an axe.

"Ah? What kind of abacus, I don't have any abacus here?" Fen Mu looked around inexplicably.

Moreover, the female knight's expression was twisted together, and the two long legs wrapped in light steel boots trembled slightly as if there was some discomfort.

"Are you all right, how can I see that you are also injured?" He asked kindly and concernedly.

Casalia took a deep breath, she really showed her true colors! Give up the follow-up treatment of the nun, and turn to pay attention to me, and now forcefully say that I have an injury, this is to check my body, right, to take off my clothes, right!

Damn it! My chaste and pious Casharia never thought that she would be blackmailed one day, and she was a man, a despicable man who was not favored by righteous gods! His filthy hands are going to grope all over my body, and then pour the sticky potion all over me, making me fall into a pitiful situation like being humiliated by a slime, right?

It turns out that the stories told in the taboo books of the ancient era are all true, and there are such dark things in this world, so excited!

"Remember, you will eventually pay the due price for the malice in your heart!" She was struggling in every possible way, but her hands and feet were quick and she even started to untie the armor a little impatiently. It was as if it was removed in a blink of an eye. Lace underwear gone.

She knelt on the ground and struggled all over her face, while crawling towards Fen Mu, muttering bitterly:

"Standing still, asking me, a victim, to endure humiliation and unwillingness to take the initiative to serve you? You are indeed the source of filth!"

But in fact, Fen Mu has been frightened from the very beginning. He has never seen such a battle before. Before he said anything, she took off her clothes on her own. He backed back again and again, hiding as far as possible. Far:

"You're insane, people in the church are starting to use porcelain for credit now, guna!"

"Eh?" Casalia was taken aback, and looked at him in disbelief. How could she have such a reaction? She asked, "Aren't you trying to coerce me?"

"Threat your head! I didn't say anything, I just took off my clothes!"

Chapter 008: There Are Inevitably Some Strange People Among the Knights

Fortunately, after some explanations, it finally became clear that this was a misunderstanding, although Fen Mu felt that the misunderstanding was quite wronged. In the past, when he went to the street, he had to be careful not to be dragged into the alley by the female hooligans eating tofu.

The world is sinister!

I just didn't expect that the serious-looking female knight still hides this style of painting. Maybe it's because she abides by the dogma and establishes a person for too long, and she has something wrong...

"Ahem, then it's a misunderstanding, I understand." The blond knight pretended to be consumptive and coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and said blushingly, "Then my companion is alright?"

Fenmu gave her a contemptuous look, and didn't continue to expose her wound, but still kept a little distance from her, and said:

"It's okay. I was afraid that the itching of the wound healing would make the nun feel uncomfortable after waking up, so I put the coma herb into it. I can wake her up by yelling at her twice tomorrow morning."

"There is still an element of coma?!" The female knight's breathing became inexplicably rapid again, and the corner of her eye fell on the potion bucket, and found that there was indeed no drop, showing a slightly disappointed expression.

"Why is your focus so strange!" Fenmu sighed, really wondering what this female knight was thinking.

Generally speaking, shouldn't the people who belong to the church be the kind whose heads are shining from the back of their heads because of their holiness?

Casalia pretended not to hear his complaints, returned to the steady posture she saw in the square, nodded and said:

"Is it Fenmu? Your medicine refining skills are really amazing. Can you equip us with some more, twenty bottles, no, fifty bottles!"

Fenmu glanced at the paste-like high-concentration white potion he prepared, and looked at the female knight with a complicated look:

"Are you planning to buy it back and paint it yourself? You can still play, don't do it! Go to the dining hall and cook it yourself!"

Originally, Casharia didn't even think about that direction... Well, I only thought about it for a second or two. But no matter how rich you are, you will not be so extravagant and wasteful, and use it for strange purposes.

"Mr. Veterinarian, you are talking nonsense! How can you speculate a pious priest with such dirty thoughts, I am just preparing for the exploration of the mining area later!" She explained in embarrassment, even if there was nothing persuasive.

"Ten bottles are fine, but too many can't do it, and the ingredients are gone." Seeing the young and beautiful blond knight wanting to propose something, Fen Mu quickly added: "I don't accept the ingredients provided by you. In that case, my formula is not good. Is it exposed, I rely on this for a living."

In fact, he doesn't care about the formula at all, the main reason is that he is too lazy to refine medicine, so he might as well kill two more bamboo rats to eat when he has that time... Well, the bamboo rats seem to be extinct, I really miss the time when we slept in the open air.

"But... well, ten bottles is ten bottles." Casalia gritted her teeth, remembered the matter of sword repairing, and asked suspiciously: "Can you repair my sword?"

"Why don't you fix it yourself?"

Fen Mu pouted to the side, and Casalia looked over, and found that her family's great sword was actually placed in the firewood pile.

She usually treats this sword like a family member, wiping it every day and maintaining it regularly, but now it is so casually thrown in the corner!

Casalia rushed forward to retrieve the big sword, and wiped the dust on it with her plump and fair palm. Fen Mu dug his ears and looked at her exaggerated reaction speechlessly. If it tells her that his funeral knife is now being used as a kitchen knife, I don't know how Casalia will react.

"I understand, you want to see me humiliatingly pity the big sword, and then coerce me to hand over my body to you, otherwise you will destroy all the spirit patterns on it, and throw it into the fire as a pawn Firewood, right! Right! Right!" She was on the verge of weeping, and touched the tears at the corners of her eyes with perfect acting skills.

Who are these people! Something is wrong! Why do you think of other places at every turn! The ax I usually use to chop wood is more precious than your great ancestral sword!

"Fuck you! That sword has already been repaired, try it yourself! I haven't figured out the cost yet, I'll tell you tomorrow, get out of here soon!" Fen Mu said bluntly, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and now he urgently needs the help of his master. Thigh joint technique strangulation to soothe the soul.

"What joke are you looking at? The characters on the spirit pattern sentence haven't been repaired yet. You haven't seen such a deep mark... eh?" Stare at the spirit pattern above.

She had seen the spirit pattern on the great ancestral sword countless times, and although she couldn't understand it, it had already been engraved in her mind. But the string of familiar spirit pattern sentences disappeared, replaced by a string of modified sentences.

What's more, it still regarded the broken hole as one of the strokes, and wrote the sentence according to the trend. That's why Casalia felt that it hadn't been repaired when she saw it for the first time.

All right? Impossible, impossible, it must be pretending to be a ghost! How long has it been since the sword was handed over to him in the afternoon, and they were all busy treating the nun just now!

With the mentality of giving it a try, she injected a ray of spiritual power into the big sword, and the holy light flowed through the spirit pattern, lighting up the string of words, and the light was even more dazzling than before. Feel the changes carefully.

"How is this possible? The effect of breaking evil has actually been enhanced!" The female knight was dumbfounded, unable to believe it was true.

"It's all right now, take your companions and leave here, I'm going to bed." Fenmu issued the order to evict the guest expressionlessly.

His attitude hurt Casalia a little. How could she have been so ignored by men on weekdays? She said dissatisfiedly: "How dare you, a weak man, be so arrogant in front of church knights? Isn't it just a coffin shop craftsman? Really! mad......"

Fenmu glanced at the nun lying on the coffin, and the female knight stuttered.

"...and a pretty good pharmacist."

Fen Mu knocked on the big sword she was holding in her arms again, and the female knight was suffocated.

"...and a very powerful swordsmith."

Fen Mu sat on the coffin, crossed his legs, and leaned back slightly, "I'm so tired, if I don't get enough rest, I may not be able to make ten small bottles of potion during this period of time."

"Sorry, I'm leaving now!"

What is going on with this increasingly humble sense of humiliation! My majestic Yaoguang Paladin was humiliated by a man with limited cultivation. This feeling of wanting to fight back but being powerless is so unreconciled! So excited! Wonderful!

Chapter 009

After Kashalia happily left with the sword in her hand, the simple wooden house full of coffins returned to calm.

The houses in the border towns are not too luxurious, a square house, a bed, and some goods will be enough.

If it is a blacksmith shop, at least there will be a partition in the middle of the room, which can be used to hang goods and block the bed behind, which can be regarded as a little privacy. But Fenmu's is just a coffin shop, and the coffins are never hung on the wall, so when you enter the door, you can see the situation in the room at a glance.

Under normal circumstances, no one would visit the coffin shop frequently, so the master and apprentice lived a leisurely life without anyone bothering them.

"It's finally gone!" Fen Mu stretched his waist, and then threw himself on the bed and hugged Anasta's slender legs. They were soft and elastic, and felt a little cool, just like the smooth and tender tofu brought out of a cold well. .

The purple-haired woman was lying on the bed, writing something in the notebook with a pen, she would never hide the contents of the notebook from her lovely disciple, and Fenmu would not ask, he thought it was a matter of privacy. It's not good to ask random questions.

"Master, why do you always write this?" So he asked anyway.

"Get used to it. I was an ordinary historian a long, long time ago. Now the responsibility to record important events no longer exists, but this habit is still preserved." The notebook disappears in mid-air, which is to relieve hand addiction. She just writes casually.

"That's it~" Fen Mu lay on his back on the bed, and let out a long sigh: "Today, I didn't even sell a single coffin!"

I feel like we have to make a rule in the future, only after buying a coffin can we provide other value-added services, otherwise it would be too bad, no one would appreciate such a comfortable coffin.

The old man who was revived by a dose of his medicine before is now addicted to sleeping in coffins. He praises the comfort of the coffins in Fenmu's family when he meets everyone. He calls on everyone to buy a coffin to experience it. He can sleep when he is usually sleepy. I accidentally died suddenly one day, and I just carried it back and packed it into the coffin, waiting for the cremator to pick it up. It is indeed a cost-effective product that will be used during life and after life. Buy it early and enjoy it early, and buy it late to lose money.

Fenmu appreciates this kind of customer feedback very much, but it is a pity that the publicity effect is mediocre, and the townspeople even slandered him for having sex with the old man.

Anasta shook her head helplessly. Fenmu had said this emotion countless times, and it almost became a mantra. She sat up, let her apprentice rest on her thigh, and said in a slightly stern tone:

"Then what did you do alone in the mining area a few days ago? You haven't even practiced the fighting skills I taught you, right? It's too nonsense."

Yes, why did Fenmu just have a bucket of potion that can heal nuns? Because he ran in a few days ago and knew the situation of the monsters inside, so he prepared a bucket of potion, but it happened that someone Just to test the efficacy of the medicine on him.

And the town will mistakenly pass the information to the higher level, largely because Fen Mu walked out of the mining area in front of them.

Even an unremarkable male coffinmaker can come out unharmed, so where can there be any danger in it? So before the mayor and the others reported the situation, they simply didn't bother to go in and investigate it in person.

As for Fen Mu, I am ashamed. He hasn’t even learned a single combat skill until now. The main reason is that when he was eating bamboo rats, he stacked the etymology of the knife embryo too high. After learning the combat skills, he generally can’t use it. ,

For example, if the Yaoguang Paladin just decided to fight him, maybe Fenmu might die if she stabbed down.

However, he still concealed this inside story from Anasta. Don't look at how gentle and doting she is to Fenmu now. This is also based on the fact that he has no talent for fighting. This false god master is also a bit cruel and prefers to fight. If she knew about this situation, Fenmu felt that he would not have a good life.

And he still hasn't figured out what the upper limit of Anasta's strength is.

In a word, it's over! This is the premise of fishing!

"I want to find a new ore. Before the last blood moon, the miners in the town dug out a mysterious ore from the pit. At that time, the town was still buzzing. I wanted to see if there was any more pure ore." He said After a pause, he said, "Or find a big one and I'll purify it myself."

"If you are willing to understand the combat skills I taught you, you can run rampant in the mining area now, but I have taken you as an apprentice, so I can't teach you anything?" Anasta's fingers flickered over the charm Ziguang, wrote a few runes in the air, and then imprinted them on Fenmu's body.

This is a witchcraft rune of danger perception, which can make Femmer's body leave the dangerous place in some mysterious state.

"It's nothing, master, you often use joint skills, trample on beauties and so on, I think my ability to take beatings has improved a lot." Fen Mu enjoyed it a bit.

The woman rolled her eyes, and she inadvertently revealed a very charming and charming style, and said:

"I'll have to leave for a while later to see your seniors. Although I just threw away my knowledge and didn't care about them anymore, it's better to go and have a look."

In fact, the plan to visit her other apprentices has long been planned, but when she committed suicide for fun, she thought it would be interesting to observe Fenmu, so she put the matter on hold. But even if it was a visit, Anasta would not reveal her real body, she would just watch from the side like an indifferent spectator, as objective as the duty of a historian.

"So I still have this kind of fellow student?" Fen Mu was shocked, it was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

"Of course, but what I did for them was nothing more than donating combat skills and knowledge." Anasta raised her head, her eyes fell on the ceiling and recalled for a while, and continued: "Speaking of which, back then you were behind my back." corpses', I ran into one of them."

There is such a thing? Fenmu thought about it carefully in his mind, but it was a pity that he could only remember scenes of beautiful, buttocks, and legs, which was embarrassing...

"I don't remember." He said regretfully, "When will the master come back?"

"It depends on whether we can meet interesting things. If they are all boring people, then I will come back after about a week." Anasta looked at the only male disciple playfully, and lightly tapped her fingertips. Lightly stroked his cheek and said, "What's the matter, are you worried that I won't come back?"

Fen Mu was a little embarrassed to be told what he thought in his heart, and he quickly diverted this unfavorable topic:

"Because I want to prepare a small gift for you, master. When the gift is ready, it will be troublesome if the person who needs to give it can't find it."

Anasta showed surprise on her face, why did he suddenly want to give me a gift, she nodded and said:

"Then I am indeed looking forward to your gift. I hope you can come up with a decent gift. Otherwise, you should be mentally prepared to suffer."

With her words, Fenmu felt relieved. Of course, this reassurance means that she will not find someone when giving the gift, but the question of whether the gift can catch her eyes, ahem...

"Then master, don't be too strict~"

"This is for you." A purple light cluster of knowledge exuding a breath of death appeared from her fingertips. Anasta put the cluster of light into Femm's mind and said, "It contains information about witchcraft and warfare." You can practice the knowledge of skills whenever you feel the whim, and you can also use it to simply meet up with your seniors."

Chapter 010 Meeting with Senior Sisters (1)

In order to come back sooner, Anastha left overnight. But before she left, she still told Fen Mu in every possible way to be careful of women who knocked on the door at night when she was alone. These were all malicious intentions to supplement nutrition. Fen Mu also hugged her master for a long time before she was willing to let go.

Although the older sisters in the settlement were also very good, they were still a little tasteless after all. Even after wandering around with the coffin for so long, the best woman Fenmu had ever seen was Master Anasta.

Ever since seeing her "suicide" by the river that night, Fenmu knew that she was the best woman (pi) (gu), and this judgment has not changed until today.

He took out the knife embryo and untied the cloth bandage wrapped around it. This was the gift he had prepared, and it was also the best gift he could offer, but it could be more perfect. An engagement gift?

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Name: funeral knife

Quality: Excellent

Etymological feature: "Death record: the reaped souls will become part of the mortal scars (number of records: ?)"

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As we all know, every craftsman hopes that his knife can be famous for thousands of miles, and the quality is the first factor that affects whether a knife can be famous, followed by the story behind the weapon, and finally the name of the weapon.

Having said that, but who doesn't want the name of the sword he created to be as good as dio? In this case, when just talking about the name of the weapon, he has already won in terms of momentum.