Hotel on the mountain

"Good evening, sister." Obsward repeated to the congregant guarding the door.

But the congregant with vertical pupils still ignored him. She is like an emotionless machine, standing still is her life's mission.

Obsward frowned, realizing that he had finally met his most hated enemy - people who didn't want to communicate with him.

According to Obsward's understanding, a person's desires are nothing more than money, beauty and power. As long as you get to know the opponent a little bit and try each of these three areas, it will not be difficult to deal with some enemies with strong desires.

If she doesn't communicate with others, then Obsward will have no idea what her human weaknesses are. And in this current situation, he obviously has no chance to try them one by one.

By this logic, autistic people may be Obswald's natural enemies.

If the problem cannot be solved with intelligence, force can only be used. Obsward was very confident in his own strength, and he clearly understood that he could not defeat anyone.

What's more, the eyes of the congregant in front of me have turned into monster's vertical pupils. If you want to say that she is easy to bully, then Obsward will never believe it. Obsward, who was always cautious, immediately turned his back and took out the props he had prepared from his pocket.

It was a blow dart, and the blow needle was impregnated with a high concentration of weak dragon potion. This potion was so large that it could even put an ancient dragon to sleep. Naturally, there was no problem in using it on humans, but Yetro had never been able to do it. Just let the publicity crazy dragon potion and weak dragon potion be effective on people.

The blow dart has a short barrel. Although the range is very short, it helps it hide and is very suitable for stealth combat.

Obsward took the blow dart in his hand and installed the blow needle. He glanced back from his neck and found that the church member guarding the door was still motionless, so he immediately turned his head and blew out a breath with all his strength! The blowing needle filled with weak dragon potion pierced through the cultivator's clothes in the blink of an eye and was embedded in the skin. The potion shot out and flowed into the body of the vertical-pupil cultivator.

But before Obsward could be overjoyed, his eyes were dazzled and he found that he had been grabbed by the neck and lifted up!

Every breath tightened the grip on his neck, and he felt as if his neck was about to be broken and his face turned red.

Obsward kicked and beat the congregant desperately. He was surprised to find that this person with monster vertical pupils also had scales on her arms? !

"This is not a human being at all!" After this thought came to Obsward's mind, he felt that the strength of his neck was weakening. After a while, the congregant with the erect pupils was holding his head and spinning around in a daze.

Obsward was breathing heavily. He knew that the medicine was working, so he stepped forward and kicked the weak believer to the side, and took out a blowpipe from his pocket. The needle pricked the man again.

Outside the corridor leading to Saint Belinda's room were rows of bushes. Obsward rolled the sleeping congregants out of the window, threw them into the bushes, and then ignored them.

Time was running out, so Obsward tidied up his appearance a little and then opened the door to the saint's room.

…

"Doctor, I have a friend who has amnesia."

Obsward opened the door and entered a clinic. The attending doctor claimed to be proficient in neurology.

The doctor with a big brown beard said kindly: "Okay, do you know you have amnesia?"

Obsward felt that he was being asked a bit inexplicably, so he repeated unhappily: "He is my friend."

The doctor stopped refuting: "Okay, tell me, your friend has amnesia. How serious is it?"

"She seems to have forgotten who she was." Obsward replied, "I don't know how to awaken her memory."

The doctor touched his beard and asked directly: "Are you rich? Consultation is not free."

After being pointed at the head with a crossbow by two members of the hunting team, the doctor sat upright and showed a professional smile: "The first step is to call her original name loudly when she is quiet."

…

Gently pushing the door open, Obsward stepped in quietly and found Belinda in white sitting in front of a drawing board. The silver hair naturally fell down and wrapped around her chest.

The "patient" was quiet, but Obsward was a little nervous. He closed the door gently, pinched his throat and decided to follow the doctor's instructions, shouting: "Belinda! Belinda Chiyo!"

…

"Why in quiet time?" Obsward had already bypassed the doctor, holding a black umbrella and walking in front of the bookshelf behind the doctor.

With two crossbows pointing at his head, the doctor was still a little panicked: "Because, because it's easiest to be scared when you're in a daze."

Obsward nodded and thought it made sense: "What's next?"

The doctor winked and said, "Show her something exciting."

…

Frightened by the shouting, Belinda suddenly turned her head and found a congregant she didn't recognize standing at the door. But she didn't panic in her heart. She was just a little shaken by the name just now, as if something was about to break out of the ground, but she couldn't find the direction.

After Obsward saw Belinda's attention drawn, he directly dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out a picture scroll. He hurried forward a few steps and unfolded the scroll in front of Belinda.

It depicts a portrait of Thorad Chiyo with thick ink and heavy colors. In addition to the character's appearance, the silver hair on the back of his head is also particularly attractive.

"Thorad Chiyo, your husband!"

Obswald felt stupid, acting like a child yelling for attention.

…

"Something exciting?" Obsward was a little confused, "Can you be more specific?"

"She is your friend. Well, in short, show her whatever you think will excite her." The doctor's words were hesitant.

"Is this okay?"

"Well...it would be best if we could also make some movements that the patient is familiar with in the past."

Obsward felt that the method given by the doctor was like coaxing a child to play a game, but he himself knew nothing about medicine, so he couldn't doubt that the doctor was wrong.

…

Obsward found that Belinda's eyes were attracted by the painting, and when he looked sideways, he found that the drawing board that Belinda was working on at the beginning also had a portrait of a person, but the figure in the painting had no face. ——To be precise, the eyebrows and eyes are very blurry, and only one hair drawn with silver paint floats conspicuously on the paper.

This discovery made Obsward excited. He felt that the success rate of awakening Belinda was very high. Once Belinda regained her memory, wouldn't it mean that a very high-level internal response had appeared in the entire Dragon God Religion? ?

The realization of this thought made Obsward tremble more than the reunion of Belinda and Thorard.

But outside the Wood Manor, a loud noise suddenly erupted, as if the entire manor had been mobilized to prepare for a big event...