At that time, this Beta brother went to the Stuart Cathedral to buy holy water after little Mark had sold all the valuable holy vessels and scriptures in the Cathedral.
How could little Mark, who failed to change his job, have the ability to make holy water for this Beta guy?
Little Mark did ask Aunt Irene to make holy water at that time, but was rejected by Aunt Irene. Now it seems that Aunt Irene does not know any holy light magic at all, and it is impossible for her to help little Mark make holy water.
So little Mark tactfully told Beta that the holy water prepared by his church might be slightly less effective, and asked Beta to seek help from other churches.
But St. John's Cathedral had not been built at that time, and there was only one Stewart Church in the entire town of Champagne.
Beta seemed to be really anxious, thinking that the church's holy water would not be easily sold to non-believers of the Holy Light, so he kept pestering young Mark to buy a batch of holy water.
In the end, little Mark couldn't persuade him anymore, so he "against his will" sold him 20 bottles of holy water for 10 gold.
It can be said that little Mark’s later downfall was closely related to Beta, who brought out little Mark’s greed.
Beta's experience is indeed worthy of sympathy.
But what does the mistake made by little Mark have to do with him, Mark?
Not to mention that little Mark had already emphasized the lack of effectiveness of holy water when he was selling it.
Even if we just look at the value, little Mark just earned his hard-earned money. 20 bottles of holy water, the raw materials alone are worth 6 gold coins. Wouldn't it be nice if he used them to mix holy water for little Mu to eat as a meal?
"This gentleman might have the wrong person." Mark subtly held down Monica's hand as she tried to pull out the dagger. He looked at the agitated Beta calmly and said, "I'm a believer of the Church of Holy Light, but I've never been to Champagne, nor have I heard of Stewart Church."
Now that he has hidden his identity and registered as an adventurer, Mark can no longer wear the hat of a priest of Stelter Church in public.
He must avoid doing anything that might attract the attention of the Church of Holy Light.
"Bullshit! I'd recognize you even if you turned to ash!" Beta suddenly ripped open his collar, revealing a hideous claw mark extending from his collarbone to his heart, with a faint black aura lingering around it. "I used up three whole bottles while escaping from the swamp crocodile's jaws! It was all for nothing! Even now, this damn corrupt magic tortures me every day!"
"Hiss!" The whispers in the tavern suddenly froze into ice.
The beer cups in the hands of several adventurers were suspended in mid-air, and the amber liquor trembled along the walls of the cups.
What monsters do adventurers fear the most?
It is not the powerful and brutal five-colored dragon in the legend, nor is it the abyss monster that may jump out of the space cracks at any time.
It is precisely the magical beasts like the Rotten Swamp Crocodile with corrosive magic that give them the most headaches and disgust!
Even the mid-level purification potion sold by Holy Grace Potion cannot completely remove their magic power. Once invaded by this magic power, your life will be over.
Although this magic power is not fatal, the injured person has to endure the pain of corrosive magic eroding his flesh and blood every day. The pain is like strong acid being poured on flesh and blood, and not everyone can endure it.
The black wound on Beta's chest had obviously been eroding his flesh for a long time, and even the two-inch wide area around the wound had faint black marks.
"Fuck that big-talking Beta! What a man!" A dwarf in the corner suddenly slammed down the oak table, his thick red beard shaking in shock. "Last week, this bastard even arm-wrestled me and won three silver coins! He beat me with injuries like this!"
"We can't let this liar deceive Beta like this! He must give an explanation!"
"Yes! This level of corruption is beyond the ability of a low-ranking priest to purify. This liar must be made to confess in the cathedral of Dragon Slaying City, and then the bishop of the cathedral must purify Beta!"
The adventurer who said this was quite clever, just as there was no church of the Church of Holy Light in any of the thirty-six towns in the Warcraft Mountains.
The attitude of the Church of Holy Light towards adventurers is not actually very friendly. In the eyes of many church members, adventurers are mostly general believers under the command of warlike gods such as the God of War. They are more driven by interests rather than faith.
Unless an adventurer is willing to donate a considerable amount of charitable funds to the church, the church will help the adventurer.
Therefore, adventurers like Beta who are below the mid-level are basically not qualified to ask the bishop of the church to purify them.
And if it was someone from the church who made a mistake and caused the adventurer to be injured, then the church would have no reason to refuse to help the adventurer!
If Beta just came to pester about a tenfold compensation for fake goods, Mark might not pay any attention to him.
He didn't sell the item, so there was no need for him to meddle in the matter and provide Beta with any after-sales service.
But after seeing the wound on Beta's chest, Mark decided to help Beta solve his problem.
Of course, it wasn't because he was threatened by these adventurers from the Grizzly Bear Tavern.
Instead, he might be able to do something through today's situation to open up the opportunity for his adventurer career in Osborne Town in the future.
"First of all, I don't know you." Mark first established his position. "Secondly, even if you were deceived into buying fake holy water, even the holy water sold in ordinary churches can't directly expel the corrupt magic in you. Originally, you suddenly jumped out to cause trouble for me, so I could ignore you."
"But, I am a kind person. I can help you expel the corrupting magic from you, but I will charge a fee."
What happened between little Mark and Beta is between them, and Mark will not clean up little Mark's mess.
Now that this Beta has found me, I must still exchange things on an equal basis.
"..." Mark's words made Beta, who was originally furious, freeze in place.
In fact, he had never wanted to blame Mark for the wound on his body.
The reason why he blocked Mark's way today was simply because he was angry about the suffering he had endured over the past year and being called "Big Talker Beta".
Otherwise, he would have gone back to Champagne when he was injured a year ago.
At first, he was just hoping for a lucky break and wanted to save money after receiving a mission to hunt swamp crocodiles. He bought some holy water from a church in a nearby town and then set out to complete the mission.
After the corrupt magic invaded the wound, he went to see a potion master. The potion master at that time also said as Mark said now, that ordinary holy water could not expel the magic of the Rotten Swamp Crocodile, which was close to the intermediate level of strength.
Beta can only buy high-level purification potions or find a mid-level priest to use holy light to remove the erosion of corrupt magic.
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