The knight in the abyss

Chapter 92 Restoration Magic
Lancelot realized that he was pricking up his ears, paying attention to what the elf was going to say next. "Well, Sune's church does teach some... skills." Alamir's expression showed that he was not proud of it. "After that, it's a lot of practice. Succubus' bodies are more sensitive, so figure out them. It's not too hard to like something, but obviously you need good physical strength."

The human knight uttered a foul language silently in his heart.Be sure to take this guy back and ask him for advice when you have time. This is what he wants at the moment.

Of course Lancelot had fantasized about what would happen with Tijana after many beautiful ideas could be realized, but he was not very confident about it. After all, the succubus was created by the most primitive and wild mortals. Born out of desire, born with the highest level of male and female affairs.

He shook his head, discarding these distracting thoughts in his mind.He glanced at the collar on the elf's neck again, and suddenly thought he might be able to do something about it.

"Is this collar preventing you from using magic?" he asked. "Maybe I can make it useless."

Alamir's face showed hope, and he nodded heavily, indicating that it was the case.

Lancelot walked over and put his hand on the mithril collar.During the qi refining period, he still can't release his consciousness from the air, and can only check the situation of living things and objects through direct contact.

He found that there are complex magical circuits in this collar, and the advanced magical knowledge they need in detail is simply not enough to hear a little from Kalarin.

But he didn't have to understand the magic item's remoteness, Lancelot just had to destroy it.

The human knight started luck carefully, and only used a little bit of infuriating energy, but it was the purest innate innate energy in his body.Innate Qi was like a small brush, wiping the delicate structure inside the Mithril collar into a meaningless blank.

Alamir immediately noticed that some invisible restraint was gone. He trembled and released a holy fire technique again. The muscles on his neck instinctively tensed, afraid that there would be a sharp pain like countless times before.

The scorching flame-like light descended, and he stood there well, nothing happened.

"You must have been sent by the goddess to save me. Words cannot express my gratitude, friend." He bowed deeply to Lancelot, and the last word was in Elvish.

"I guess he's going to be our partner in the future, too," Pluto whispered to Karalin.

"why?"

"Didn't you find what we have in common? You, me, this fragrant elf, were all saved by Lancelot."

"Indeed, Ser Lancelot is a good man." Kalarin sighed, "It is our luck to meet him."

At this time, Alamiel had already run to the corner of the room, where there was a large bathtub, the elf reached out and pulled a handle, and the steaming bath water suddenly flowed from a copper pipe.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Pluto looked at the elf curiously, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Forget it, bathing is part of the ritual required to pray to the goddess. Since we still have an hour to spare, I want to try and see if I can recover some magical skills." All men were present, and Aamir quickly took off only one piece. Underpants, and then immersed himself in the water, "I haven't prayed to her for a long time. The collar and the guards stopped me from doing so. Now is not an appropriate time to pray. I hope the goddess will still listen to my voice."

Hearing that, the others were also looking for a place to sit down. Karalin and Pluto whispered about some interesting things they saw in the Succubus Palace. Lancelot began to meditate with his legs crossed, entering a state of spiritual vision, paying attention to the people around him. abnormal.

Alamir finished his bath with reverence first, then he carefully arranged his hair and put on his robe to make sure he looked as beautiful and graceful as possible.

After some rusty preparations for prayer, he began to softly chant the prayers he had only read silently in his head for the past ten years.

At first, Lancelot didn't notice any changes, but his spiritual sense seemed to have a trace of abnormality around him. This abnormality was difficult to describe. If it weren't for the abnormally sharp senses in the state of meditation, he would not have realized it at all. this change.

Suddenly, a pink aura appeared out of thin air, covering the elf who was praying.This aura exuded a divine aura, very similar to the feeling Moradin gave Lancelot when he blessed the whip, only softer and gentler, like a lover's caress.

Tears streamed from Aamir's closed eyes, and he looked very happy, but continued his prayer.

"What's the situation?" Pluto stabbed Caralin with his elbow, looking back to find that the scholar was opening his mouth in surprise.

"It's a sign that the gods are favoring the believer," Caralin explained. "Maybe Ms. Firefax is pleased that he can always hold on to his faith."

The red light gradually subsided, but the energy contained in it gradually merged into the body of the elf.Lancelot felt that the Elf wasn't just healed physically, his crushed soul seemed to be healed.

Finally, when Aamir finished his prayer, he opened his eyes and stood up, feeling completely new.

Seeing everyone staring at him curiously, the elf smiled slightly.He tore off a small piece of white cloth from the bathrobe on the side, lowered his head and whispered a spell, then threw the white cloth in his hand.

The white cloth quickly turned into three larger phantoms in the air, and then flew towards Lancelot and the three of them.

Feeling the nature of the power contained in this magic, Lancelot did not dodge, but stood there curiously.

The phantom turned into a cloak-like form, gently surrounded them, and then disappeared.Lancelo felt that his vitality seemed to have become a little more vigorous. Although the increase was not much, it was still a good blessing technique.

"This is aid! Your magic has recovered?" Karalin said in surprise. Due to his relatively weak physique, the strengthening effect of magic on him is much more obvious than that of Lancelot and Pluto.

"Yes, I didn't expect the goddess to directly respond to my prayers, and she also gave me many new magical techniques, including even a magical technique such as resurrection! Praise the goddess, today is really my lucky day!" Alamiel He replied happily, and then a slightly embarrassed look appeared on his face, "My magic field is life, so I am not good at attacking, but I can use magic to quickly heal your injuries. If there is a battle in a while. , can you try your best to protect me?"

"No problem, this is a very reasonable tactic." Lancelot nodded, then stood up, "It's almost time, let's get started."

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