Chapter 64 Sanctuary

Nick smiled shyly, "I originally thought that your growth would take time, and fighting evil creatures might distract me from taking care of you, so I decided on this distribution method."

"It turns out that you are fully capable of handling this on your own. If it weren't for you last night, I'm afraid that few people in this church would have been able to escape."

"From now on, we will each share half of the spoils from battle," the priest leaned forward, "From now on, you will also have to contribute to expenses like those given to Geralt. The church has the final say between the two of us."

Clown didn't expect the priest to give him this surprise. His expression was a little unnatural. It would not be fair to keep the spoils for himself.

His embarrassment did not last long, and he heard the priest continue: "All the spiritual energy this time belongs to you. I will teach you how to make spiritual coins later."

Nick's expression was very solemn: "Don't refuse. I can only give you a small amount of money for saving my life. I hope you don't think it's too little."

This is the second in command. How could Crown refuse? The interest binding really works. He gladly accepted it: "Thank you for your appreciation, Father."

"According to the recently declassified documents sent by Hamfa, the first few years after the gray fog descended were the most chaotic and dark times. Things will gradually get better once we get through this. Let us face the tide of the times together. This is both a danger and an opportunity."

Nick stood up and said, "May the Lord of Fire light our way forward."

This is the bad thing about the church. They often shout slogans. Clown also stood up hurriedly: "May the Lord of Fire illuminate our way forward."

He hummed and asked a question that had been weighing on his mind: "Father, these past few years have not been easy. Apart from other things, wouldn't the gray fog, which can make people lose their minds, corrode the plants? Without food, the animals have also mutated. We will starve to death, right?"

"You are wrong. The essence of the gray fog is a kind of spirituality that drives people crazy. Plants have no emotions. The spirituality of the gray fog will promote their mutation. Not only will the grain production not decrease, but it will be a bumper harvest. The previously rare magic plants will also appear more and more."

Nick explained with a smile: "After the first few years, the animals that are born again can also adapt to such mutations. Their meat can be purified and eaten by extraordinary people. What we need to do is to build a solid fortress camp to resist the invasion of those crazy creatures at night and the erosion of the dreams of the Old Ones. Especially on the night of the red moon, try not to be exposed to the moonlight as much as possible."

This is the benefit of joining a powerful organization. It is relatively easy to acquire secret knowledge. Clown was glad that he did not run away to avoid the debt of one hundred gold shields.

"Let's go," the priest picked up the leather bag and patted the young man's shoulder, "I'll take you to the sanctuary and tell you how to make spirit coins."

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Nick stood up and turned around on the lamp holder on the wall. The bookshelf next to him began to move to the left, revealing a downward hole with soft light emitting from it.

This was a spiral staircase leading downwards, and the two men followed it down into the underground.

On the wall next to the stairs, there is a hexagonal brass lamp inlaid every few meters, emitting a soft milky white light.

The shape of the lamp is simple and elegant, about the size of a baby's head, with a metal grid on the outside and very thin, transparent crystals between the grids.

After the two of them had walked around in a big circle, they came to the bottom of the stairs and stopped in front of two stone doors.

The stone gate is grayish white with a slightly rough texture and is carved with flame reliefs.

Each stone door is inlaid with a diamond-shaped ruby ​​half the size of a child's palm.

There is a shallow circular groove at the level of Crown's eyes.

Nick took off the holy emblem and pressed it into the groove, filling the gap.

After a few seconds of waiting, the ruby ​​on the stone door emitted a crystal light, and the holy emblem began to slowly rotate in a clockwise direction.

"Click, click"

The sound of mechanical gears turning echoed in the small space.

When the holy symbol stopped turning, the priest took it out, and the stone door roared open to both sides.

"Since the red moon came again, sanctuaries have been built under all the churches of the church to resist the crazy dreams," Nick said and walked in.

Crown followed behind him, looking at the space inside.

This is a square hall with an area of ​​about 60 to 70 square meters. In the corner on the left hand side when the two came in, there was a half-person-high silver square metal cabinet. Next to it was a set of person-high light brown wooden cabinets with wavy, curly wood patterns on the wood.

The ceiling is a dome, three meters high on all four sides and at least four meters high in the center.

At the innermost part of the hall, there stands a two-person-tall pale golden angel statue.

The angel held a red flame-patterned stone sword in both hands in front of his chest. The tip of the sword did not touch the ground, but stopped about thirty centimeters above the ground.

A stone basin engraved with flame patterns was placed under the tip of the sword.

There was nothing else in the hall except these things. It looked very empty. Many dull grey lines could be seen on the walls, the ground, and the dome.

Crown discovered that there was a huge eight-pointed star pattern on the floor of the room. There were three cushions placed in the blank space in the middle of the pattern, and there were numerous lines on the walls and the dome.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"This is the core of the church. My badge is the key to the door of the sanctuary. The entire sanctuary is a whole. Don't even think about using violence to open the door. When the sanctuary is attacked beyond its capacity, it will self-destruct."

Nick pointed upwards: "That's the room where we dissect the sheep-headed monster."

"That place of holy baptism, I remember it was up there too," Crown responded.

"Why, did you remember your 100 gold shields?" The priest smiled brightly and said, "I'm telling you, I won't return this money."

Crown couldn't help but smile. He shook his head. After traveling through so many days, it all seemed like a lifetime ago.

The difference between the fear and trepidation at the beginning of the journey and the calmness and composure today is a world of difference.

"It's easy to make spirit coins. We have a special machine for this." Nick walked to the silver cabinet in the corner. "Don't underestimate this cabinet. If you want to buy something from outside, you can't buy it without 100 spirit coins."

He pointed to the three buttons on the top of the square cabinet and said, "Press this green button to start the machine to load the materials."

Nick pressed the corresponding button, and a palm-sized hole opened on the top of the cabinet.

He opened the leather bag in his hand and poured all the spiritual essence into it:

"Click the blue button to start the machine working. The red button is to force the machine to stop running. You can learn it without using your brain."

Nick clicked the blue button and it started to vibrate with a "buzzing" sound.

Klauen bared his teeth and asked a question: "Spirit coins are not just a form of currency, right? They should have other uses."

(End of this chapter)