I played the world alone

Chapter 414: Do you really have the ability? ([-]-in-[-])

Flair turned around and saw the stunned Simmons standing at the entrance, and was instantly startled.

The magic power on his body that could barely run stably was instantly interrupted, and he fell directly from the sky.

Fortunately, the height from the ground was not high. When she fell, she only twisted her foot slightly, causing her face to scrunch up and she screamed in pain, but the problem was not serious.

"Are you...are you okay?" Simmons just came back to his senses. He knew it was him who caused the harm, and he felt a little guilty. "There is some healing medicine in the church. I'll get it..."

A few minutes later, he hurriedly found the potion and returned to the basement. However, he did not dare to directly apply the potion himself, so Fryer had to do it himself.

While sitting carefully next to him, he looked around and asked in a low voice: "Isn't that... witch here?"

"Are you talking about me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from above his head, making him tremble immediately.

The ghost of the witch penetrated directly through the soil and walls and entered the basement, looking at them calmly.

"You are finally back!" Fryer was very excited and knelt down to kiss the ground again. "Master Witch, I can now fly in the air for a long time..."

"That's good news Flair, keep up the good work, that won't be enough if you're going to save your sister from those evil soldiers."

The witch complimented, and Flair kissed the ground again gratefully.

This time she finally felt that rescuing her sister didn't seem so out of reach.

At least after they can fly, ordinary soldiers will not be able to harm them, at least they will need archers.

And powerful archers are not common here.

Simmons next to him was cautious, and immediately saw the witch turning her gaze towards him.

"Where are you? What do you want from me?"

Simmons hesitated and asked: "I saw a lot of strange things today..."

He recounted what he saw today, especially the red animals.

"What are those... exactly?"

"I didn't expect you to see it so soon." The witch was not surprised and just nodded slightly.

"Yes, just as you guessed, those are the symbols of the demon's appearance. In the following time, they may appear more and more frequently, until the demon is completely born, destroying everything here, killing everyone..."

Simmons' heart tightened, and he really began to believe the other party's words at this moment.

"Are we just going to sit back and wait for death?"

"Of course not, there are many things you can do." The witch smiled slightly, "As I said before, you have to spread this matter and let the people know their conspiracy."

Simmons was a little confused: "Is this... really okay? Those people may not believe it, and they are unlikely to resist with us."

To be precise, based on what he knew, it was impossible for anyone to respond to their call.

Even if they believed this, few would have the courage to resist.

Just like the people I met today.

Most people avoid this.

"That's not important, Mr. Simmons." The witch still said calmly, "The important thing is to let them know the existence of the devil."

"At the same time, after successfully sealing the demon, you will probably become the hero who saves everyone, right?"

This sentence instantly touched the depths of Simmons' heart.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the other person, his heart beating violently.

After thinking for a while, he slowly said: "Maybe... you are right, Miss Witch."

"I decided to expose their conspiracy and make their plan to summon the devil completely fail!"

"But I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't have much power." He looked at the witch, "Can you help me?"

He glanced at Flair.

It's really hard not to think about an ordinary person like him, but he can possess the powerful power of flying overnight, and even feel envious.

If he also had this power, he might be able to do more things!
But the witch shook her head: "You should understand that this is a magical power that a witch can possess. It is impossible for you to have similar abilities."

Simmons was a little disappointed, but then he heard the other party continue.

"But you shouldn't seek these powers, right? You are a member of the church and a person who serves God, so you should have the corresponding clerical powers."

Simmons was stunned when he heard the other party's questioning tone.

"I...I don't have any special powers."

It was such a natural thing, but when the other party said this, he was a little at a loss.

The witch seemed to observe him carefully, and then nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that your service has not been recognized..."

Simmons was startled and immediately asked: "What do you mean?"

The corner of the witch's mouth curled up in a subtle arc.

"Because I have seen some truly capable clergy before. They are so powerful that they can drive us witches away..."

"Otherwise, do you really think that ordinary people like you can handle our magical powers?"

The witch said, raising her hand, scorching flames floated on her hand.

No matter how many times he watches this scene, Simmons still finds it particularly stunning.

But what concerned him more was what the other party just said.

It does make sense.

Such a powerful witch was burned alive. There must be someone more powerful than them.

After thinking about it, it seems that only church people can do it.

However, this also made him even more incomprehensible.

"But...why did I never know?"

It stands to reason that after the old priest dies, he will be the next priest here and will be in charge of all affairs here.

If there really is such a secret, it shouldn't be hidden from him!

"This... I don't know." The witch shook her head gently, "This is something you have taught yourselves. How could I, a witch who is an outsider and an enemy, know?"

Simons choked for a moment. What the other party said was too reasonable, so he couldn't continue to ask.

But he still has a question.

"But if what you said is true, why did you two witches choose to hide in the church?"

The witch replied: "Because it's dark under the lamp. Of course, maybe you don't understand this."

"But you just need to understand that I can't approach the church at will, otherwise I will be harmed by the holy light, and I can only hide in the basement like this."

"Of course, I know you still may not believe it." The witch said so. Simmons hesitated, but nodded.

"You know, this is so... incredible, completely beyond my scope of knowledge..."

After living here for so many years and accompanying the old priest for a long time, I have never seen anything special.

"I understand. It just so happens that I know a little bit about how to use the mysterious power of the church. If you have the courage, maybe you can give it a try."

Simmons' heart moved, and he listened carefully to the other party's words with some uneasiness and expectation.

……

The old priest finally came back.

The coachman drove a strange carriage and slowly stopped in front of the church door.

Simmons, who looked pious, stood by and took the initiative to help the old priest get out of the carriage. By the way, he also saw a middle-aged man on the carriage.

I saw that the other party was dressed more luxuriously than them, with a string of silver cross necklaces hanging on his chest. His slightly fat body also showed that he had been in a state of pampering for a long time.

After seeing Simmons, he nodded arrogantly and motioned to the other party to find him a footrest before he got out of the carriage unhurriedly.

This condescending attitude was very familiar. Simons, who had followed the old priest for many years and had received many high-level personnel, could recognize him at a glance. This must be a senior member of the church.

Sure enough, the next thing I heard was the introduction from the old priest.

"Simmons, this is Mr. Clement, the exorcist of the church that I specially invited back after I left. He is very powerful and is said to have exorcised many demons possessing people!"

"With him here, the so-called evil witch will be eliminated without causing any trouble."

The old priest showed a pleased smile, as if he felt that his trip was not in vain and had played a key role.

As long as this matter is resolved, they don't have to worry about offending the nobles and can continue to live here with peace of mind.

The exorcist named Clement nodded very proudly: "Don't worry, there is never a demon that I can't exorcise."

"I'll make that so-called bad witch ghost regret messing with us!"

"Oh, thank you so much..."

The old priest shook hands with both of them and thanked them.

Simmons next to him felt a little uneasy and worried.

He knew that the witch was hiding under the church. If the exorcist really had the mysterious and powerful power that the witch said before, would he really eliminate her in one fell swoop? !

Then all the plans discussed before were ruined!
Expose the conspiracy of the nobles, suppress the demons, become a hero among everyone, and let the poems praising him spread widely...

These beautiful honors will no longer belong to him, but to the rich and arrogant exorcist in front of him!

No, no, no, this is definitely not good news for him.

The only advantage is that the devil can be sure to be suppressed, but it has nothing to do with him.

However, with his position, there was absolutely nothing he could do, let alone drive the other party back. He could only greet them into the church with some disappointment, pretending to be very respectful and worshipful.

"Father Beaufort, your church is really small. It's almost three times smaller than the one we have there..."

Clement was very rude in his words. He felt a little disgusted with the environment as soon as he walked in. He covered his nose and waved lightly, as if he felt that the place had the stench of poverty in the countryside.

"And a lot of the glass here is old and worn out. Can this environment really allow believers to serve God? Oh my god..."

He walked quickly to the middle of the church and exclaimed.

This scene made Simmons feel tense instantly, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

Because what the other person stood at his feet happened to be the brick covering the entrance to the basement.

He almost thought that the other party had discovered the existence of the witch and was ready to start exorcism!

However, the other party patted the bench next to him in disgust.

"Look, this chair is almost broken in two, isn't it? This is really unbelievable... How on earth are you maintaining this place?"

Looking at this, this guy looks less like an exorcist and more like a guy coming for a health inspection.

Especially these words made the old priest look a little embarrassed. After all, he was the person in charge here.

"It's just that our funds here are not sufficient. If possible, we hope to get some assistance..."

Clement's expression changed: "No, no, no, are you kidding me? Why don't those stupid believers donate money?"

He cursed and said nothing about money.

But other than that, he was very dissatisfied with the living conditions here and was already planning to go out and stay in a noble mansion in the city for a few days.

Simmons looked at the other party's back in confusion.

When the other party was walking in the church just now, he walked back and forth on that brick several times, which frightened him so much that his heart beat fast and slow, and he almost lost his breath.

It wasn't until the other party turned around and walked back to the door with a look of disgust on his face that he breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I couldn't help but have a doubt in my heart.

"Does this person have any real ability?"

Or is it just a false name? Just like the old priest and his previous self, he only uses some doctrines to confuse others and fool believers.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a bold idea.

He began to recite silently the unspeakable incantation that the witch had just taught him, which was said to come from the ulterior and mysterious power of the church.

next second.

A milky white holy light suddenly flashed on the originally dark cross!
"Really useful!"

Simmons, who had been paying attention since just now, was immediately stunned and filled with ecstasy.

Although according to the witch, this does not mean that God has responded, it is just a little bit of insignificant power showing miracles.

But it’s enough for him!

This is a scene he only dared to dream about when he was dreaming before!
Immediately, he immediately turned back to look at the exorcist at the door.

If the other party really has some kind of powerful power, it's impossible not to feel it.

However, the other party's footsteps showed no intention of stopping and continued to walk out without hesitation.

As for the fleeting light behind him, it did not attract the attention of him and the old priest because there was enough light during the day.

They also didn't notice that the expression on Simmons' face in the center of the church suddenly became very strange, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"really……"

He took a deep breath, as if he had discovered some great secret, and his originally very respectful gaze now became more disdainful.

And a kind of superiority and pride that is superior to others and has mastered secrets and powers that others do not know.

(End of this chapter)