I played the world alone

Chapter 412 Just don’t understand (two in one)

"This is the church, I was originally here..."

The young man wondered how the other party could beat him up, and he couldn't help but feel that he was wronged.

"But why are you here?"

"I..." Fryer couldn't help but be speechless, not knowing how to answer.

Should I just say that I came here to take refuge with the help of a witch?
Especially since the two sides are still in opposing positions.

She did not forget that witches would be judged by the church, which meant that they were also among the perpetrators!
But at this moment, a slightly illusory figure appeared in the young man's sight, making him immediately widen his eyes with fear on his face.

"What is that? A ghost?!"

He was so frightened that his voice trembled.

I have worked here for so many years and have hosted many funerals with the priest. I have seen quite a few dead people, but there has never been a supernatural incident.

As far as he knew, the priest had never seen it.

This was the first time he saw a real ghost!

And what's even more shocking is that he has seen the face of that ghost, it is the witch who was burned to death just today!
"Is the witch coming for revenge so soon?"

And the first one to be chosen turned out to be me...

Obviously he didn't even go to the other party's execution site in person today...

He suddenly felt a little desperate.

Presumably the old priest who treated me as kindly as his own son would not be able to escape punishment after his death...

However, when he closed his eyes and waited for death, there was no response. Instead, he only waited for a word.

"Did you dig out this basement?"

the witch asked calmly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes and asked cautiously: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"Why should I kill you?"

The witch's rhetorical question made him not know how to answer. He didn't react until the other party asked the question again.

"No, I didn't dig this place. If I were, I probably wouldn't be able to dig out such a big basement in my life. It should be left by the people who were here before."

He answered honestly.

"I guess so. Then these shouldn't be yours."

As soon as the witch stretched out her hand, the books recording things related to demons automatically flew into her hands and she flipped through them at will.

"It's not mine...although I've seen it a little bit." The young man blushed slightly and replied in a low voice.

He seemed to feel ashamed that he was a clergyman reading these filthy books.

Fortunately, no one here has a clean identity, so no one will make fun of him.

"Be honest. What's your name?"

"Simmons..." Although the young man was scared, he still answered obediently.

"Okay Simmons, now that you have seen us, I will not let you out casually. Now you have two choices."

The witch said slowly: "One is lying here and is not allowed to go out until our plan is completed."

"The second is to cooperate with our actions and act as our internal response."

"How is this possible!" Simmons immediately refused.

"I am a member of the church, and I will never help you evil guys!"

What he said was righteous, but what the witch said next made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Then why don't you tell me what you want to do when you come down tonight? And these things you are hiding..."

"These should be related to demons."

"I……"

Simmons was speechless and stammered.

"I...I just..."

"Of course I don't intend to pursue this. I just happen to know a piece of information about the devil. Maybe you will change your mind when you know it."

"No, no matter how you tempt me, I will never agree." Simmons gritted his teeth firmly.

"Really? What if I told you that the devil is about to resurrect in this land?"

"What do you mean?!" Simons was shocked.

"Since you have read this book, you should know that in order to summon the devil, you need to sacrifice enough souls..." The witch smiled mysteriously.

"Of course I know...it's not right," Simmons let the slip for a moment and immediately changed his words, "You can easily tell that to summon evil demons, you must use evil enough rituals, such as sacrificing souls, flesh and blood, etc. !”

"Then why don't you think about it, who is the person who has died the most during this period?"

Simmons frowned and thought carefully, and the witch reminded her very "kindly": "Just like me who was burned to death today..."

"Witch?!"

Simons was startled.

Recently, many witches had been suddenly and inexplicably arrested and executed. He originally thought that the people above him had begun to pay attention to this matter and started to investigate closely, but when the other party said this, something seemed wrong.

"That's right. And I can tell you that the witches who were burned to death were all just ordinary people who were wronged. They did not have any evil power themselves."

"But they were tied to wooden frames and burned alive, feeling extreme pain..."

"And the devil's favorite sacrifice is human fear and pain! They are deliberately pleasing the devil to get rewards!"

Simmons was a little frightened.

Because doesn’t this mean that there is actually a person at the top who is deliberately controlling all of this, deliberately using the excuse of sacrificing witches to actually summon demons?

Just thinking about this situation makes my scalp numb!
"I can tell you that I am here to destroy this conspiracy! Let the whole world return to peace!"

The witch said inspiring words, which made Simmons feel a little moved.

But I soon felt that something was not right, and I just couldn’t figure out what the problem was.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, the witch continued: "What's more, do you think it is necessary for me to deceive you?"

She waved her hand, and several flames suddenly flew out of the air, floating in the air out of thin air, neither rising nor falling, illuminating everything around them.

The scorching heat frightened Simmons.

This power has far exceeded his imagination.

Humans can actually control fire out of thin air?

Sure enough, this is the real witch!No one can resist this evil magic!

"So if I agree to cooperate with you, what do I need to do?" He finally couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, I won't let you do anything harmful." The witch smiled slightly.

"You just need to do things normally as before and collect some materials I need outside."

"Of course, there is one more thing, and that is to tell the truth to those poor ordinary people who are kept in the dark, so that others can know the true face of the nobles!"

"But...will this damage the image of the church?" Simmons was a little uneasy.

"How could it be?" the witch said seductively, "What you did was to restore the honor of the church." Simmons' expression changed.

He had to admit that he did somewhat believe it.

……

The next morning.

After Father Beaufort finished praying to the cross, he saw the assistant Simons who was cleaning the yard in front of the church with thick black eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Did you sleep well yesterday?"

Simmons was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and stiffened: "Yes, sir, I was worried about this witch last night, and I didn't fall asleep until very late."

"That's it..." Father Beaufort sighed, "This matter is not your responsibility. I will find a way to deal with it anyway."

"Seeing as you are so tired, you don't have to go running with me today. You can just have a good rest in the church and receive the believers."

"God bless us."

Simmons hesitated, remembering the witch's warning yesterday, and finally did not tell the matter rashly.

He was worried that with the character of the old priest, he would immediately go to confront the nobles after learning about this matter, which would mess up all the plans.

When the time comes, maybe those terrible guys will do whatever it takes to kill people and silence them!After all, they are the ones who want to summon the devil!

At the same time, it was also because he was still not completely sure whether what the witch said was true.

He felt he needed to verify it.

Looking at the back of the old priest leaving in the carriage, he secretly made up his mind.

But in addition, he also needs to collect the materials needed for the other party to perform magic according to the witch's instructions.

……

"To become a true witch, you first need to learn the nature of magic."

In the basement, Lu Chen was teaching Fryer to learn "magic".

Of course, because he no longer has the wizard seed, it is impossible for Flair to really become a wizard or learn so-called magic.

But it’s not a big problem, because we are not in modern society, and there are no wizarding movies such as Harry Potter. The magic is completely defined by him, a real witch.

So Lu Chen directly took a tricky approach.

Use specific powers instead to become magical "magics"!
After all, the two are essentially the same, both are the use of some kind of spiritual power.

It's just that the form of application is different.

Fryer was like a good student, listening to the lecture carefully and not wanting to miss a word.

It's just that what Lu Chen said was too profound for her, so she was almost confused after listening to it and couldn't understand it at all.

You can only swallow a lot of content in your head first, and then slowly reflect on the study in private.

Even so, it is difficult for ordinary people's memory to remember all the contents of Jerky. I just remembered the front and forgot the back, and I can't help but feel a little annoyed and ashamed.

She still needs to use these powers to save her sister. What if she can't learn how to do it...

I felt more and more that I was too stupid and wasted the witch's good intentions, and I couldn't help but feel terrified.

Little did they know that these were actually arranged deliberately by Lu Chen.

Just to make her unable to understand!

She understands that it is difficult for her to handle it, and it will not be easy to fool her in the future.

Therefore, a lot of the content he talks about is knowledge about various subjects that are only available in modern times, including materialism, chemistry, and vocabulary in English. He even mixes in some fantasy knowledge about cultivating immortals.

It’s all mixed together in a nondescript manner, and it’s guaranteed that no one will understand it!
Even if a modern doctor came, it would be impossible for him to understand.What's more, a commoner woman in this era background may even only be able to write her own name.

At the end of the story, Lu Chen was finally done and he did not continue to make things difficult for her by telling her the Book of Heaven.

"I guess you still don't understand a lot..."

Flair nodded shamefully.

She didn't even dare to say that she didn't understand it at all, for fear that if she said it, the other party would think she was too stupid and not worth teaching and give up on her.

"I know you're probably still confused, but it doesn't matter."

Lu Chen comforted him very understandingly.

"Next, I will teach you the first magic."

"Flying technique!"

"First you take this broom..."

While Lu Chen was guiding the other party, he quietly began to write down the corresponding conditions in the power creation notes.

Make sure that all restrictions are extremely stringent and ensure that only she can learn it.

Even if the other party tries to hand it over to someone else later, it won't be possible again using exactly the same method.

Soon, Flair had already taken the position as he asked, straddling his legs on the broom and making a flying motion.

She felt that this action was inexplicably shameful, almost as outrageous as children playing house.

I don't understand why this can be considered a kind of magic and can even make me fly.

She almost thought that the other party had made a mistake, or was he deliberately teasing her with bad intentions?
But despite feeling uneasy, I continued to do as the other party said.

"Say "Fly on the broomstick"," Lu Chen said, speaking in Chinese.

"Fly up and sweep away!"

Fryer listened to the unfamiliar and strange tone, secretly guessing in his mind what this awkward curse meant, and trying to imitate it.

However, some of the flat and curved tongue sounds were still a problem, which made her read it several times in a row without getting it right, which made her feel a little frustrated.

Fortunately, Lu Chen patiently repeated it to her several times.

She regained her courage and continued the experiment.

at last!

"Fly broomstick!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a slight force appearing under her body, as if an invisible big hand was holding her up!
She was suddenly surprised and subconsciously looked down, and all she could see was the ordinary broom.

She was pretty sure there was nothing special about the broom.

Because before she came, this broom had been thrown in the corner with other debris and was gathering dust. She even used it to clean the floor. Its surface was a bit worn, and it was estimated that it would be completely damaged soon.

Under such circumstances, it can actually carry itself and fly? !

While I was thinking about it, the lifting force gradually grew stronger.

Slowly, she felt her toes starting to lift off the ground.

This subtle feeling of being unrealistic made her a little uneasy. She subconsciously tightened her thighs on the broom and held it tightly with both hands, for fear that it would fall off if she was not careful.

"I...did I succeed?"

Although her body was shaking a little and she struggled to control her balance, she did fly into the air, almost higher than the table next to her!
This wonderful and unprecedented experience made her excited, nervous and excited.

"Congratulations, you have learned your first magic."

Lu Chenfei was beside him, with a thoughtful smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)