Roland was once again naked on the sacrificial platform of the Goddess of Life Church. But this time he felt very tired and no longer had the lightness he had before. When he opened the system interface, he suddenly found that he had a weak negative state, which lasted for two hours.

A very retro setting. In ordinary games, this is just a negative state. At most, the attributes are reduced and you will be able to hang up for a while. But in this game, this is not the case.

At this time, Roland felt that his body was hollowed out and he didn't even want to move. He sat on the sacrificial platform and gasped. After finally getting a little calmer, he moved his body down the sacrificial platform.

There was no one in the church. Roland walked around for a while and then found that he was even more tired. He had to sit on a chair, close his eyes and rest, and his consciousness soon became blurred.

I don't know how long I squinted, but the door of the church opened and Falken came in with a set of white clothes. When he saw Roland, he showed such an expression.

When Roland heard the movement, he woke up and stood up, subconsciously blocking his lower three paths first. When he saw that it was Falken, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Falken used a well-versed language to Roland, then handed over the clothes and said, "Put it on first, kid."

Roland took the clothes and saw that it was a long robe with faint flowing light blue light patterns on it, which seemed to be not an ordinary person. He couldn't help but ask, "This should be a magic item."

"Yes." Falken smiled and said, "This is the clothes I wore when I was a mercenary. It can slightly improve the effect of magic. Although it is indeed a magic item, it is not a very valuable thing. I keep it, it is nothing more than having a thought."

"Then I can't accept it." Roland shook his head.

Falken smiled and said, "You don't have any clothes to wear now, right?"

When Roland thought about it, this was indeed the case, and he did not refuse at the moment. He took it and put it on his body, which was quite fit. After doing this set of actions, his head became a little dizzy again, so he let out a sigh and sat back on the bench.

"What's wrong with you?" Falken saw that Roland seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Resurrection continuously and entered a weak state." Roland smiled bitterly.

Falken was silent for a while and said, "Thank you for saving the three children."

Roland was a little surprised: "You get it?"

"How could I come here?" Falken smiled slightly: "The three children ran back crying and said in a mess, but in general, they made things clear. They mistakenly entered the periphery of the giant spider territory and were driven to the tree. You just passed by and rescued them, and then you died there yourself."

Roland was a little surprised: "The territory of those spiders is not far from the Red Clay Town. Why don't you find a way to get rid of them? If one day they enter the town, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Falken was silent for a while, and then said bitterly: "Those giant spiders are monsters. Most people are not their opponents, and there are also many. Only powerful professions can kill them, but the problem is that there are no one else in the entire Red Clay Town except me who are barely considered professions. And I am good at healing and not good at fighting."

The old man's expression is helpless and helpless. In fact, there are more than ten times a year when giant spiders attack people, and most of the victims are children. Adults run fast and generally can escape, while children do not have such good luck.

"If I could use magic, I wouldn't have worked so hard before." Roland was quite unwilling to give up. He clearly had the ability to overturn giant spiders, but he couldn't play it out: "Old man, can you teach me the tricks to use magic?"

Falken stared at Roland for a while, and then smiled. He had such unyielding eyes when he was young. However, his foundation was poor and his growth limit was low. It was useless to not admit defeat. But the young man in front of him was different. He could see that the other party had received a good education and was very smart.

"There are three types of spellcasters. I am a priest, you are a mage, and there is also a sorcerer. I can't teach you something too profound. After all, I am just a low-level profession." Falken said slowly: "But I can tell you some basic knowledge. When mages use magic, they must connect to magic nodes. The faster the connection speed, the shorter the casting time. At the beginning, you can train from the lowest level of magic. In this way, even if the casting fails, they will not explode their heads because of the backlash of magic."

Falken pointed to his head, and the expression on his face was quite joking.

Roland had to laugh dryly, after all, even he felt embarrassed about that.

"You should go out and eat something. Spell matters, and then consider it later." Falken pointed out outside the door: "Many times, people feel weak because they are too hungry."

Roland also wanted to eat something, but he really felt hungry now. The game was very real and even considered the hunger. But he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have any money for food."

"If our great hero is hungry, it will be a shame for our Red Clay Town." Falken walked over, helped Roland up, and pulled him out. I have to say that although this old man was old and looked like he was about to be buried, his strength was still quite strong.

When the two walked outside the church, Roland was surprised to find that at some point, there was a small thatched house on the left side of the church. Although the area was not large, when you looked in through the window, you saw a bed, cabinet, table and chair. On the table, there were also wooden plates filled with steaming dishes.

At the intersection of the hill, there were more than a dozen people standing, both men, women, young and old. Three of them looked familiar. Roland recognized them and waved slightly. Then the dozen people suddenly bent down deeply. The three children bent their waists even deeper and their heads were almost on the ground.

Roland was a little shocked.

Falken gently patted Roland's back and said, "This is what you deserve."

"They are all poor people and have no valuable things. The only thing they can repay you is to help you build a small house and make a few dishes for you to eat. Don't dislike it."

The sun was shining at noon, and Roland didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. He was mixed with emotions. He tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but his smile was a little sour.

After the ceremony, the dozen people left the mountain road. Falken helped Roland into the thatched room, then helped him sit on a chair, and then left the thatched room.
Chapter completed!