Versatile Mage

At the moment of awakening, Movan thought it was on his bed. This experience of sleeping unconsciously has become scarce since practicing magic. Whether it is sleepy meditation or resting in sleep, he would leave at least one reading to make sure that he would not be hit by meteorites, sneaked by dark magic, rubbed around his neck by the Black Holy See or something...

Turns out, the most secure sleep is not in your own home, but on a bed arranged by the Black Holy See.

“Wake up?” A gentle voice came from a woman.

Movan opened his eyes and immediately felt a pain. He also had a hawk pecking wound in his eyes. Almost all his eyes were pecked out and eaten by the vultures. The wound was obviously not completely healed. He could not fully open his eyes and could only hold it in half. In that slightly narrow perspective, he saw a woman who looked pure and mature together. She should not be over thirty years old. The faint smile gave a very friendly and gentle feeling.

From the sound of her voice, Movan can tell that this is the female deacon in blue, but Movan didn't realize how many innocent lives she had murdered under the face of a virtuous wife and good mother, or how she could have been the deacon in blue.

“Thank you, you saved me.” Movan replied.

“We all work together, it doesn't matter. My companion has already left the house, I am waiting, nothing is wrong anyway, go out and walk around, it is good for your recovery.” Said the woman in blue.

Movan got up and still couldn't open all his eyes. He touched his face with his hands. It was all scars. The other party obviously didn't wear any bandages or anything. It must be hard to see.

“You have the poison of vulture saliva on your face, ordinary healing doesn't fully restore your face. When this is done, you can change your identity and go to the Temple of Patnon, where you can restore your appearance. Of course, be extra careful when you go. Now the Temple of Patnon is under the control of another candidate, who hates our church.” The butler in blue told Movan very patiently.

“I wish I could recover, by the way, I haven't had time to resume my life to extradition...” Mofan said violently.

“Extradition chief let us clean up your affairs, if alive, follow us, you are also lucky, by the way, you met the trial conference who, so many blue and black clothes, were actually killed, shepherds are the best among the extraditors!” Asked the woman in blue.

“We didn't meet anyone at the trial meeting, we just ran into a young man who seemed to follow the shepherd all the time and found the shepherd's hand after calling for the second and third Pluto frogs. The man was amazing, and I thought he was dead..." Movan said.

“Lucky for you, the thunder beam that pierced your body didn't hit your gut, presumably because they thought you were going to die, so they didn't care. But if we were late, you'd be eaten by a vulture, wouldn't that be nice?” The butler in blue said.

Movan laughed embarrassingly: “Actually, I don't know, I just feel like I have a lot of things..."

“You can still laugh.” The deacon in blue couldn't help laughing and thought the guy was a little too big.

“What's your name?” Movan asked.

“Blue bat.” Deacon Blue said.

“Oh, I'm not asking you for a code name.” Movan said.

The woman bluejacket stunned and found that the other person's eyes had not removed from her face. She couldn't help but avoid her gaze and whispered: “You are abrupt. You know, we church doesn't ask for names. ”

“My name is North Deer, and my real name is Van Mok.” Movan said.

“My name is Blue Bat, my real name...” Female Blue Coat feels this guy who can only half open his eyes a few sincere eyes, hesitated for a while, “you better call me Blue Bat. ”

“How many people have you killed?” Movan went on to ask.

The woman in blue was stunned. She couldn't keep up with Movan's thoughts for a while. After a while, she said: “One. ”

“One? Then how did you become a deacon in blue?” Movan was somewhat surprised, from the blue bat tone, that she didn't seem to be lying.

“A lot of people's lives are cheap, not even a thousand, and the man I killed was a deputy general guarding an important Mediterranean fortress.” Blue bat said.

“Red Sea Festival?” Movan asked.

It is clear to Movan that the Holy See calls the great bloody things they have done a feast.

“Mmm.” The blue bat nodded.

“I'm not involved. How did you do that?” Movan asked.

“The general was my husband.” Blue bat said.

Movan also had some surprises. He looked at this innocent and mature woman and smiled after a while. “So now you're single? ”

The blue bat opened its mouth and looked at Movan like a weirdo. He smiled and the whole person shook a mature and unrelated female charm.

“Go for a walk, didn't you just say you wanted to move more?” Movan said.

“Okay.” Blue bat held Movan up and as he was about to go out, Blue bat remembered something and looked seriously at Movan.

Movan felt a tingle in his heart and felt a slight discomfort.

His identity is fake, and the reason he keeps talking to this woman is actually a pre-emptive way to avoid the other person asking questions that he can't answer.

“How many people have you killed?” The blue bat asked.

Movan had nothing on his face, but his heart stabilized. Once again, his scarred face opened with a smile: “There are countless of them, most of them colleagues, and this method climbs fastest. ”

“Oh, you and I are the same.” Blue Bat Road.

Movan naturally understood her sentence and the smile on her face didn't change a bit.

The other party did not have any doubts about his identity, and after losing his handsome, dignified face, he was more like an unforgiving bad man.

“Where am I?” Movan asked.

Out of the house, Movan finds that this is a very ordinary village.

On the North Plains side, due to the existence of the fortress city, many villages are actually scattered in some relatively remote places. The main threat here is the North Frontier Animal Beast. The fortress completely blocks the North Frontier Animal Beast. In order to achieve better survival, these villages will preserve non-secure land and grow some fruits, medicines and food that require special soil to grow.

Behind the northern gates of the town, there are a considerable number of villages, towns and small towns of this size, which are rapidly evacuating south as migration orders are issued.

To the south, there is an Imperial City, which is the most central point of defense, military, magic and economy of the North Plains. There is also an underground refuge city that can accommodate all towns and towns in the rear of the North Gate. If the town fails, the Imperial City underground refuge city will be the safest place for all people in the North Plains.

“Liyan Village.” The blue bat replied.

“Are you also here to open the gates of the underworld and call the Pluto Frog?” Movan asked.

“Don't ask that.” Blue Bat Road.

“Oh, that's basically it.” Movan said.

“Didn't the head of extradition teach you how not to question your colleagues?” Blue bats don't have the guts to say.

“It doesn't matter, when I become the head of extradition in the future, I will cancel this rule. Everyone works for a church, unites, helps each other, always divides into small groups, easily broken by the enemy, and in case of mixing people from the trial or anti-church, it is difficult to find out, we can only pray that they do not penetrate our high ranks.” Movan said carelessly.

“You really don't have the guts. If these words fall to the head of extradition, you will lose your head. I think you are like a mole, you don't follow the rules at all, and you are talking nonsense!” Blue bat said.

“I want the Church to be more glorious and stronger, but some systems are too conservative and corrupt.” Movan is pointing to the way the mountains look.

The blue bat had no choice but to take Movan with him and see if the people had actually moved.

After a quick observation, Blue Bats quickly discovered that some of the slower implementing villages actually started moving tonight, and that many elderly people were even reluctant to migrate, and they could not afford their own land. For them, abandoning hard-earned plants that could sell money was no different than taking their lives.

Fortunately, local members forcibly dragged the elderly away, thus delaying their migration.

Movan also observed, according to this situation, it may take five days for these people behind the town north gate to migrate to Flying Imperial City...

This makes Movan even more desperate. The city's Beiguan clearly lacks the strength. If a second Pluto frog appears, it will be trampled to ruins. By then, the underworld fibers will be like harvesters, raving the lives of the living people on this land!

“Yeah, there's another kid here.” Blue bats walked in the village and found a seven- or eight-year-old sleeping in a straw pile.

The child was probably an orphan, and no one found him in the migration team.

“I'm going to die anyway, I'll give him a lift so he won't suffer too much.” Movan smiled and walked towards the sleeping child.

“Don't, this will expose us in advance, what exactly is wrong with you in blue?” Blue bat stopped.

“Hey, hey.” Movan smiled and glanced further north and found the night sky flashing with underwater light.

Movan's eyebrows twisted, it seems that the man's deacon in blue is already opening the door to the underworld...

Find a way to stop him, or the villagers who migrate as fast as donkeys will suffer!