Rebirth Handbook

"Vera? Vera, wake up!"

Silvia was awakened by a noisy voice, and before she had time to figure out what was going on, the discomfort from her body made her frown and retched twice involuntarily.

"Hi, what's the matter with you? It's not that you are sick, it's not okay, the respected Mage will come and take you away soon, if anything happens to you, that adult will blame me and your father of!"

The bluffing sound caught Silvia's attention, and she raised her head to see the person who was talking clearly-a fat woman in a rather rustic dress with many mud spots on the skirt. For a clean fetish, this is simply unbearable. But what made her unbearable was still behind, Silvia found that she was now locked in a cage.

Of course, the point is not this, but this simple and narrow wooden cage is very dirty, with a stench of not knowing what wild beasts have been let off. She is wearing an equally dirty skirt and was lying on the cage before... Can this linen gray skirt be so black? Not only was the skirt dirty, Sylvia also noticed that the hair on her shoulders was also stained with gray.

Seeing her brown curly hair, Silvia was a little awake.

As the noble saint of light in the Holy See, Silvia has long silver-white hair that is as long as silver, dragged to the ankles, smooth and straight. She spends a little time on her hair every day. . But now, her hair has become this kind of withered, curly and dry brown hair? !

Oh yes, she is dead. Silvia thought of this and wanted to rub her forehead with her hands in distress, but seeing the plaster marks on her hands, she gave up this plan in agony.

She was indeed dead. She died in the hands of the old immortal archbishop in the Holy See. The archbishop deserves to be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. After preparing for so long, she could not escape his control, and finally became him. The victim. Thinking that her beautiful body might have become a bleak corpse that had lost its luster, Silvia felt that life was better than death.

Thinking of the woman in red who didn't know she was a **** or a devil in her dream before she woke up, Silvia's mood got worse. Regardless of whether she wanted to be resurrected or not, the woman directly told her to resurrect her and live again.

Using someone else's body to become another person, Silvia didn't think there was anything wrong with it, provided that the appearance of this body could not be worse than the one before her.

But her original physical appearance was praised by countless nobles as the most favored daughter of the God of Light, and she was recognized as the first beauty in the empire and even neighboring countries!

Is there a more beautiful woman in the world? Obviously not. So when the woman in red brought it up, Silvia didn’t want to agree. She would know from now on waking up. Even if she didn’t agree, she still came alive and became a dirty , I don't know what kind of girl it is.

Although she does not want to be resurrected, since she is alive, Silvia will not commit suicide. She has to find a place to take a bath and change into a clean dress, and fix the muddy nails and split ends in her fingers. Her dry hair, yes, she still has to eat. This body doesn't know how long it hasn't eaten anything, and the hungry are a little convulsive.

Donna saw that her daughter hadn't said a word since she woke up, she just stared at her hands and clothes. She felt very worried. She reached out and patted the wooden cage, and shouted, "Whether you like it or not, your father has accepted it. That lord’s deposit is up, and lord magician will come to pick you up soon. If you run away, your father will really break your legs! Vera, did you hear that!"

Silvia smiled at the loud-sounding Madame Donna in front of him, with a very gentle tone, "I know, Madam, can you give me a mirror?"

As expected, she still cared very much about what the face of this body looked like!

The Holy See of Light, the Holy See Sylvia, who represents the incarnation of the God of Light on earth, is beautiful, gentle, humble, upright and kind. She has all the good qualities in the world. She treats all believers of light with great patience. And gentleness——Since Silvia was brought to the Holy See to become a saint of light at the age of three, she was such a holy role that shines anytime and anywhere in front of others, holy and inviolable.

Even though she didn't have the unique appearance now, when she showed the temperament of being a saint for many years, she still bluffed Donna. She oh oh twice, and went out in a daze to get the mirror. Just as soon as she walked out, she came back to her senses with a weird face, and then realized that her daughter seemed to be different?

As soon as she was about to turn around to look at the suddenly strange eldest daughter, she heard her husband's shout from the door, and the voice was trembling.

"Tang, Donna! The lord is here, quickly, quickly bring Vera out!"

When Donna heard it, she was shocked, and she turned around in a bewildered circle. In just such a short time, the door of her house was opened, and a dark carriage stopped at the door. A tall man dressed in a black robe and tightly wrapped around his body got out of the carriage, and the old Witt, who passed the door quietly like a ghost, walked in directly. With his arrival, the originally bright sunshine seemed to dim suddenly.

When he walked to Donna, the man wrapped in black robe asked with a muffled voice: "Where is the person?"

Donna only felt that her body was stiff when she approached the man, she was indescribable fear, and tremblingly raised a finger and pointed to the room behind her.

The black-robed man passed her and approached the door. As he approached, the closed door was automatically opened.

Silvia was still waiting for her mirror, and suddenly noticed a strong dark atmosphere. The next moment, a man wrapped in black robe appeared in front of her.

The man stretched out his hand and waved, chanting a short spell in his mouth, and Silvia felt like she was floating with the cage and floating outside.

She saw that the lady was already sitting on the ground in fright, and there was an old man at the door holding the door, also very scared, awed and scared. Ordinary people respect and flatter the light magician, but they are so afraid of the dark magician.

Silvia stayed in the cage, floating behind the dark magician, and remembered a terrible thing again. Her original body was a pure body most suitable for learning light magic. A genius who had only been born in a century, how could this casual body compare to...Huh? Silvia was surprised to find that the body she was using now was also a pure body?

Finally, there is still something to be happy about. When she finds out the current situation and re-practises, she will soon be able to rise back to the Great Mage.

The problem she faces now seems to be no longer as simple as ‘change clothes and take a shower’. She had to know who this unfathomable dark magician was and where she was going to take her.

Silvia floated into the spacious carriage with the cage, and the black-robed magician also sat on it. When Silvia saw the old man passing by the door, she threw a bag and the gold coins spilled out.

So, she was bought back by this dark magician as the experimental material? The pure body that can hold 100% of the light elements as experimental materials is truly a luxury.

Everyone knows that light magicians are sacred, they save people and pray for everyone. The dark magicians are evil, they create various diseases and plagues, and use people to do cruel experiments. Light magicians are respected, and dark magicians are feared and disgusted. However, according to the private classification of the Holy See, the classification of light and darkness is not based on what magic he uses, but whether he is willing to submit to the Holy See.

As long as they are willing to submit to the Holy See and become a running dog of the Holy See, they are believers of the light, and those who are unwilling to submit to the Holy See are the dark magicians who need to be eliminated. Even Silvia, as a saint, did not study all kinds of black magic in private. She felt that black magic was more useful than light magic.

The carriage ran steadily and fast, and Silvia sat in the cage and looked at the dark magician opposite, trying to figure out who he was. Most of the dark magicians above the intermediate level are recorded in the materials of the Holy See. Such affinity for dark elements and strong dark magic power is at least a great magician. There are only a dozen dark magicians in the entire empire, so they are easy to recognize. As long as she sees a face or something iconic, she can recognize the identity of the other person.

It's a pity that the dark magician's black robe was wrapped too tightly, and he was still wearing a pair of black leather gloves on his hands. Not to mention his face, even his hair did not show.

Because she realized that this was a dangerous man, Silvia didn't speak casually. She looked at the scenery that flew past the window and waited quietly.

As they got closer and closer to their destination, Silvia saw more and more dark clouds in the sky, fewer people on both sides of the road, green plants replaced by dry black branches, and birds circling in the sky. Become a crow. The carriage drove past a stone stele, and two skeletons leaned against the blood-stained stele. His head turned with the carriage, and the teeth made a clicking sound.

Seeing the dilapidated bloodstone stele, Silvia had some guesses about the identity of the dark magician.

When she saw the tall black tower that was independent of the wilderness in the distance, she finally determined the identity of this man.

The only dark mage in the empire, one level higher than her, and only one level lower than the old immortal archbishop of the Holy See. This dark mage named Lanza is one of the greatest enemies of the Holy See of Light. The Holy See sends countless knights and magicians to try to kill him every year, but Lanza is still alive. Those countless knights and magicians have become bones under the black tower.

In fact, not long ago, Silvia sent all the twenty-four knights around her to kill Lanzar. The ending was obvious, and none of them could return.

The twenty-four knights around her were all placed by the archbishop to watch and guard her. In order to escape from the archbishop, Silvia did not hesitate to send them here to die. She thought she would never see her in her life. They were, but she didn't expect to see them again after such a short time, even though it was a corpse.

Silvia sat in the cage and saw the bones piled up near the black tower in the armor of the knight of light.

When the carriage stopped at the gate of the towering black tower, a flash of lightning fell on the dark clouded sky, making the already gloomy black tower even more terrifying, and the thundering thunder stunned countless crows on the bones.

The black horse that was dragging the carriage neighed, and a blue flame burned under its feet, but it turned into a bone in a moment and sank into the ground.

Sure enough, it was an undead carriage, no wonder it ran so fast. Silvia tried to summon undead creatures, but the place in the Holy See was almost full of light elements, and it was also full of various restrictions, and it was impossible to summon any undead creatures.

The raindrops from Dou Da crackled down and interrupted Silvia's sigh. Lanza, who was walking in front of her, pushed open the door of the black tower, and for a moment, the dim black tower lit up.