Rebirth Handbook

Lansa buttoned his cloak and covered his face. He suddenly felt more relaxed. He summoned the undead carriage he was riding in. He just wanted to invite Silvia to go up, and suddenly remembered Silvia as the saint of light. , I definitely don't like these undead creatures, and I was stunned all of a sudden.

But Silvia didn't care. She liked the three undead horses pulling the carriage very much, and tried to touch the temples of these dark horses.

Lansa was ashamed of her thoughts, and the goddess had no dislike for undead creatures. She was completely different from the bishops of the Holy See who hated all unclean things. She was so friendly to all creatures, she was simply the gentlest in the world. People!

Silvia is thinking in her heart that next time she will try to summon a few undead creatures to play, there are so many corpses nearby, or it would be fun to summon a few undead creatures to play. Thinking about this, Silvia's gaze involuntarily fell on the pile of bones not far away-the Knights of the Templar of Light, her exclusive knights.

The eyeliners of these archbishops were really clean by Lansa. They didn't know what magic they used, and they turned into skeletons. They looked clean after being drenched in the rain.

Lansa followed Silvia's gaze and panicked. That was the light knight, maybe the knight she knew Silvia. When Silvia saw the skeletons, she would definitely think he was an evil dark magician, and she would definitely feel sad for these dead people.

Lansa was nervous and sad. As long as he thinks that the goddess will hate him for it, he can't wait to flee here and hide. It is a hundred times more uncomfortable than seeing many people around him. He is such a dark magician who has harmed many paladins and magicians, and Silvia should hate him.

With his head down, and his straight shoulders collapsed, Lanza was sad for a while and tried to explain, "Those corpses are all knights and magicians sent by the Holy See of Light. They all want to kill me."

I will resist because they want to kill me. I didn't mean to kill people. Lansa stared nervously at Silvia under the cloak.

Silvia felt the extremely oppressive look in her eyes. Hearing that grim sentence, she thought to herself: This threat is really direct. Lansa told her that the Holy See had sent so many people and no one could hurt him. , Even if she is a saint of light, she can't do anything with him now, it's best to be obedient?

"I understand." Silvia smiled.

Lanza didn’t quite understand what Silvia’s understanding meant, but before he could ask, Silvia had walked to the carriage and opened the door, and a cleaning spell simply cleaned the carriage. For a moment.

"Mr. Lansa, please." Silvia opened the car door and smiled at him.

Lansa got into the car obediently, and when Silvia got in the car and sat on the opposite side, slowly adjusting the skirt, he realized that something was wrong. He just asked the goddess to pull the car door for him? How could he let the goddess pull the car door for him?

Lanza froze suddenly. Silvia had been paying attention to him, and of course she soon realized this. She thought Lanza really said the same thing as the crow, and didn't like to go to crowded places. After she decided that Lansa was not simple, even carrying the crow in her eyes became complicated.

What the crow said to her was true or was it to confuse her? She must take a good look.

At this look, Silvia was even more confused, because she found that Lansa was indeed surprising in some ways. For example, he was really scared of crowded places. Two people got out of the carriage and walked side by side on the street. Silvia walked specifically to the crowded places to observe Lanza. As a result, after he followed up, he really appeared A little nervous.

Judging from his steps and body shape and breathing, he is clearly enduring all this before him. He will avoid the people rubbing shoulders, and those loud chats and laughs will make him pay attention and be vigilant. He is especially vigilant for people dressed as adventurers or magicians passing by. All this seems to be a subconscious reaction, or a habit accumulated over a long time.

Silvia pretended to pick up a black-purple bringo, guessing that Lansa's performance might have been caused by previous injuries. It's not hard to guess that Lansa's black-haired and purple eyes will be regarded as a demon no matter where they go, as long as they are found. Before becoming a powerful dark magister, it is natural to have suffered.

She thought indifferently, and suddenly saw a bag appeared in front of her. It was Lanza. He didn't know where he took the bag. Standing at a distance of half a meter from her, he stretched his arms and handed the bag over. Silvia noticed that his hands were shaking a little, and she was immediately surprised. Although she didn't like the crowd, her hands were shaking in fear? Such a performance that is not in line with his identity is...too pitiful.

Yan control Silvia couldn't help but shook his hand, put the bringo in her hand into the open bag, and squeezed him to the less crowded side. "You help me pick it together, so faster."

Because I went out with the goddess and stood together to buy things like ordinary people, Lansa Happily's hands trembled, and he was held so close. He felt his crowd phobia was thrown into his head in an instant. Later, the obedient picked up Bringuo in front of him.

He picked up one, and after seeing that Silvia hadn't stopped him, he put the bringo into the bag and went to get one.

In fact, Silvia saw the one he put in the bag, and the OCD had another attack. She chose the one that just held it with one palm, the color was evenly purple and black, and the strap was covered with hoarfrost, but the one that Lansa put in was too big and she looked very uncomfortable. While Lansa turned around to get the others, Silvia casually picked out the one and quickly let it out.

Well, that’s it, everyone is about the same size.

In a blink of an eye, Lansa took a bigger one and put it in the bag.

Silvia: "..."

When paying the money, Lanza gave the boss a gold coin, and the boss in linen showed a distressed look, and he couldn't find it. Lanza didn't mean to ask him to find it, so he just walked away. Lanza, who is not bad for money, only pays attention to fast shopping, and finding money is too troublesome.

Silvia didn’t think there was anything wrong, she didn’t really know how much it would cost to buy these, because she just went out and never had to pay for what she wanted. As long as she wanted it, there would always be so many fools coming forward. Please.

Even though her appearance was scary now, Silvia didn't feel that there was anything wrong, choosing fruits calmly and calmly in the eyes of everyone, without the slightest intention of hiding that face. Whenever someone had arrogant eyes, she would look at it with that kind of saintly exclusive gaze, and in the end it was often others who were forced by her aura and bowed her head inexplicably.

The two drenched people swept the food. When choosing bread in the bakery, Silvia looked at the not very fresh bread and was not satisfied with it. The softness was not enough, the fragrance was not strong, and the production was too good. Rough. Finally, she chose to buy tools and materials to do it herself.

She also bought several kinds of tea and a tea set that was barely visible. Counting that she hadn't enjoyed afternoon tea for two days, she was really not used to it.

Since Lansa didn't say anything when she bought a tea set, she wouldn't be unwilling to buy something else, right? Silvia thought so, not saving Lansa at all. I bought skirts, hats, shoes, and various accessories. The pillows in the black tower are not soft. She is not used to sleeping, so I bought them too. Now that I have bought pillows, buy quilts.

Tools specially used for hair trimming and eyebrow trimming, various beautiful bottles used to hold potions, and materials used to mix beauty medicines. The magic materials were bought in a special magic store. Once here, Lanza, who had been reduced to an accompaniment all the way, also acted.

Lansa and Silvia were both alone, quickly choosing the magic materials they needed. After the two swept away, the rest of the shelves were all materials of poor quality, both of which had good eyesight. Distinguishing the materials can only be seen at a glance. Other magicians who are also selecting materials can only see the remnants of the hands of these two people, and after a while, they will check out one by one.

This magic shop is the largest in the city. The owner obviously knows Lansa and is very respectful towards him. He waved his hand to let a few apprentices go aside. After he installed the things of both of them, the owner smiled and said: "Lord Rango, I don’t know if you have made life potions lately? The firm has been out of stock recently. Several major magicians can’t make it. But someone wants it. Can you please ask me? Make two bottles?"

Silvia noticed his name, Langona. This is probably a pseudonym, after all, the name Lansa is too eye-catching.

It is not the first time that Lansa has cooperated with this family, and under his hood slightly nodded, "Yes."

The boss smiled more kindly, and lowered his voice again, saying, "There is another guest from Ronase, a daughter of the duke. She hopes to get a bottle of charm potion. Let us come to discuss with Lord Langona and pay. Very rich."

Lan Sa originally didn't want to agree, but considering the goddess next to him, he now wants to raise the goddess and give her the best things. In this way, gold coins are not too few. Anyway, those medicines are easy to make. So he nodded again, "Go get it in a month."

It only takes a little time to make the medicine. The reason why it is said that one month later is because he has to take good care of the goddess before he has time to make the medicine. Anyway, it is not him who is in a hurry. All the goddess had to step back.

The boss was not sure he would agree, and he was overjoyed and nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, no problem, then we will pick it up in a month." Let alone a month, he has to wait for a year. This man’s magic potion is not so good, such a high-quality magic potion is simply something you can meet but not ask for. The promise made today is so simple, which shows that this person is in a good mood now.

Lansa was indeed in a good mood. He watched the goddess buy so many things, and felt the satisfaction of spending gold coins for the first time. He wanted to take out all the gold coins piled up in the black tower and ask the goddess to spend them all.

Silvia didn't notice his agitated mood. She looked at the colorful spar and pointed her finger, "Can I want some light element spar?"

Of course you can! I bought them all for you!

Lanza: "Yes." Then turned to the boss, "I want all the light element spars."

Silvia: I'm not afraid of using the light element spar to restore my magic power. This is because I am confident in myself and sure she can't escape? This courage is really appreciated.

Lanza: I have never felt that shopping is such a pleasant thing.

Returning to the Black Tower with a large cart of things, Silvia saw Lansa uncover a pile of gold coins.

"What else do you want, go buy." Lanzar said.

Silvia: So generous? Then I'm welcome.

After Silvia had spent the large pile of gold coins as Lanzar had hoped, Lanzar uncovered two boxes of gold bricks.

After the threat, he was okay. This person really has a city mansion, Silvia thought.