Heroes of Silver Moon

Simon spent ten gold coins to buy a broken staff from the old dean before. Every time he cast a spell, his mana seemed to be stuck, and the released mana was extremely unstable.

And after Simon replaced the staff, he discovered that there were a few inconspicuous cracks on the staff, which were probably left when he released the second-level super-order spell.

But the magic staff that Clifford sold to Simon can operate freely, and it also reduces a lot of mana loss. Coupled with the spell-casting ring, Simon's spell-casting speed is simply flying now.

"Flash", Simon closed his eyes, and then a dazzling light came out from the staff, instantly illuminating the surrounding five meters.

This spell is a non-lethal spell created by Simon after learning the light and inspired by the flash bomb on the blue star.

The function is similar to the flash bomb on the blue star, which is to blind the opponent's dog's eyes.

Of course, the principle is also very simple, which is to compress the light elements in nature into a magic ball, and then use power to control the magic ball to explode.

Now Simon has also developed two usages. When using it at close range, it directly condenses the magic ball and then explodes at the front of the staff, and at a long distance, it is still shot with a magic slingshot.

Of course, now that the flash bombs and other ugly things have been produced, the smoke bombs that go with it, of course, the old scumbag Simon has also invented.

Originally, Simon wanted to create a smoke bomb based on the black mist technique.

But after many experiments, it was found that the dark elements dissipated too quickly in broad daylight, so Simon had no choice but to combine the water elements with the fire elements to create a mist with water vapor.

This also took him a lot of time, and he was almost experimenting with this spell these days.

But suddenly, Simon hadn't developed the smoke technique yet, and when the fire element and the water element were combined, several arcs unexpectedly flashed out.

So Simon switched directly, and after many attempts and experiments, he finally created the Lightning Strike Technique.

But the destructiveness of the lightning strike technique was not very great, and Simon didn't know how this spell would work on living bodies. Anyway, he didn't dare to experiment on himself.

Fireball, Lightning Strike, Flash, and Smoke, these four spells are the results of Simon's past ten days. There is no professional mage to evaluate them, and Simon doesn't know what level these spells are.

But this does not affect Simon's use, anyway, as long as Simon can use it smoothly.

After lunch, Simon was about to go back to rest for a while, but at this moment he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"His Royal Highness Simon", a thick calloused hand suddenly patted Simon's shoulder from behind.

Then Simon subconsciously stabbed it with the staff in his hand, but the person behind Simon not only easily dodged Simon's stabbing, but also snatched Simon's staff with his backhand.

"Your Highness Son, I am the Guardian Knight of the Moonlight Church." Seeing this overly cautious Son, "Old Hound" Cirillo said helplessly.

He is the most experienced demon hunter in the Moonlight Church. He was chasing down a group of necromancers, but the church suddenly called him back and said that he would lead someone to protect the Holy Son.

To protect the Holy Son, protect the Holy Son. Originally, "Old Hound" Cirillo thought that he would listen to the hymn of the Holy Son in the cathedral every day to bathe in the grace of the goddess.

But I didn't expect that this year's Holy Son not only didn't live in the cathedral, but also was a mage, who eats and sleeps every day, and at most goes to the training ground to practice spells.

I don’t even carry this teaching with me, let alone pray to the moon goddess every day.

If it wasn't for the Pope's personal order, "Old Hound" Cirillo would definitely think that this mage named Simon is a false son.

"Hey, it turned out to be one of our own!" Simon scratched his head in embarrassment, and said shyly, "I thought it was some assassin who wanted to kill me!"

"Hehe, assassinating an unknown mage in public is something no brainless killer would do!" Hearing Simon's explanation, Cirillo complained silently in his heart.

Although the Son of God, Simon, is not like a Son of God, he is still a Son of God after all! He, Cirillo, an apologist knight, still deserves the respect he deserves.

"Um, what do you want from me?", scratching his head, Simon asked wonderingly.

As the holy son of the church, he basically just had a name in the church, so Simon really couldn't imagine what the church would do to him.

"I don't know, His Majesty just ordered me to take you to see him." Respectfully handing back the staff to Simon, Cirillo said rigidly.

"Hey, why do you have so much trouble every day, I just want to lie down every day, eat and sleep, sleep and eat!"

After receiving the staff from Cirillo, Simon muttered secretly, and then followed Cirillo, boarding the carriage that the church specially came for him.

After all, he had already advanced the monthly payment for one year, so no matter what happened to the church~www.readwn.com~ he had to cooperate well, right?

If he doesn't cooperate, if the old Pope asks him to return the advance monthly payment, wouldn't he want to cry without tears.

Although he does have more than 200 gold coins left now, Simon has a deep understanding of the extent of the mage's burning of money in the past six months.

As far as the money left in his hand is concerned, when Clifford finishes his work during this time, he probably will defect to Clifford again.

Therefore, the current Simon will never spit out another word, never!

After getting out of the carriage, Simon looked at the resplendent cathedral, not only a little embarrassed, but how did he become the Son of God that day?

Under the leadership of Cirillo, Simon met the Pope without hindrance.

Of course, even if the clergy in the cathedral didn't know the Holy Son Simon, they would still recognize Cirillo, the high-ranking apologist knight called the "Old Hound" by the cultists.

So no one dared to stop them. Didn't they see the "Old Hound" looking fierce and staring at everyone who approached them?

Well, this really wronged Cirillo, he was just performing his duties.

As the guardian knight of His Highness the Son, he must of course be on guard against anyone who tries to get close to the Son, even if that person is a brother or sister of the same church.

"So, what do you want from me?" Simon said as he was pulled into a separate prayer room by the Pope, sitting cross-legged on the futon, looking at the mysterious Pope.

"Cirillo, stay outside and don't let anyone get close." Without answering Simon's question, the Pope first ordered Cirillo.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Without too many words, Cirillo nodded respectfully, turned around and closed the door of the prayer room, and then guarded outside.