Magician's Live Stocking Daily [Infinite]

This priest with a strange way of thinking got off to a very bad start.

The other priests slapped their heads and thought that since it was a rare opportunity for them to come here, they should give something.

As a result, Li Yang received magic products such as "a skirt that creates flower petals and golden light effects when you walk when you wear it" and "a magic potion that makes you lose 20 pounds instantly after drinking it", etc. It is hard to imagine the mental state of the producers.

Very good, now she knew why the saint who died tragically had almost no resistance when encountering the Nether Wolf.

If she dared to take out these things at that time, she would probably die faster.

Li Yang thanked him while gritting her teeth, and took them one by one without hesitation.

It’s still the same truth, there are no bad props, only people who don’t know how to use them.

She had already figured it out. She could secretly give the beauty potion to her opponent; she could use the special effects skirt the next time she dressed up as a goddess; and she could buy the weight loss potion for players or natives in other planes who needed it.

It's another beautiful and prosperous day~

But what she received was not all beautiful trash. A priest who looked unusually kind gave her a skirt with protective effects.

If you ignore the various patterns on it and the gems on the hem, it is still quite practical.

"Saint Arya, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." The priest greeted her with a smile.

Li Yang sounded the alarm in her heart.

"Don't be nervous. This is a gift from me to you, please accept it. I was very sad to hear that you encountered a magical beast during your tour. The previous skirt must have been damaged during the process, so I customized a new skirt for you. Master Hatton personally drew a magic circle on it, and it was sewn by the most skillful Sister Sly. I hope you like it."

Well, if nothing unexpected happens, this kind-hearted priest comes from the city of Ovi. She recalled the previous introduction of the priest, and it seemed that his name was Posat.

"I love it so much! Please also convey my gratitude to Master Hatton and Sister Sly!" Li Yang stroked the skirt affectionately and said in a very happy tone.

"Hahaha." Priest Bosat laughed twice: "Although we all know that with your beauty, Arya, you don't need so many gems to embellish you, but you also know Sly's character. She must insist..."

"But--"

The priest of Bosat changed the subject and looked at Li Yang with an inquiring look, and asked: "Why do you always wear a veil and not show your true face to others?"

From the first second Li Yang saw him, she knew that this topic was inevitable.

She gave a pre-planned explanation: "This is the will of the gods... I was able to learn this thanks to the guidance of the Morwen scholars."

"So that's how it is. It seems that the scholars in the main hall are indeed very capable. The scholars in the city of Ovi should really learn some detection magic." Priest Posat smiled wryly.

The priest in the main hall, who was most familiar to Li Yang, frowned and took out a magic letter from his sleeve.

Waiting is a very painful thing.

But what is more torturous than waiting is standing alone in the middle of the conference room, waiting under the inquiring gazes of people around you.

Fortunately, the fortune teller arrived quite quickly.

The continent's top fighters are all here. If she wants to kill this magician whom she has disliked for a long time, this should be the best time.

The fortune teller who has always regarded "purity" and "rigorousness" as his life creed is indeed a little hesitant. He only needs to change his statement...

She lowered her head, pretending to listen to the priests' questions, her gray pupils dark.

"Morwen scholar?" the priest asked again.

Forget it, she is just a little girl who is just beginning to learn magic. My magical power is far inferior to hers. There will be opportunities to take action in the future. There is no need to do this again.

The fortune teller thought about it and raised her head again: "Saint Arya is right. The gods hope to protect our saint in this way. After all, as you know, she is the most talented one in hundreds of years."

The priest nodded and looked at Posat with a questioning look.

"If that's the case, then it couldn't be better." Bossat bent his fingers and tapped the table. "You know, I don't mean any harm. I just miss our saint very much."

Even with the testimony of some scholars, he could not find peace in his heart. His intuition told him that the girl in front of him did not seem to be the same Arya in his memory. Even through the vague veil, the face was the same as before.

"Oh, look at my memory. I have a very beautiful necklace here, and I wanted to give it to you as a gift."

He stood up, as if he wanted to hand over the gift himself, but he accidentally tripped when he stood up, and his hand subconsciously stretched forward. Although he retracted his strength in time, he still accidentally hooked the saint's veil...

Before anyone could react, the pure white veil had already opened halfway, revealing the face that was covered.

The fortune teller hardly dared to look up, but the uncontrollable exclamation had already reached her ears:

"Oh my god…"

“It’s hard to imagine…”

Should I run away immediately, or should I try to struggle? In just one second, the scholar Mo Wen, who was giving false testimony, was already thinking about what other life-saving tools he had.

But then, she heard the second half of their words:

"She really should be protected!"

"The Saint is so beautiful!"

what?

She raised her head and saw the "timid" "Saint Arya" standing in the middle with a "shy face".

"One-time Disguise Card: You can change yourself into anyone you want, but the prerequisite is that you have seen this person before! Limited to 1 minute."

Li Yang stood there blankly, accepting everyone's thorough scrutiny, until the minute was almost up, when she seemed to have just woken up from a dream and put on her veil again.

Bossat, who was closest to her, rubbed his eyes carefully. He was sure that he was not mistaken. This person was indeed their saint.

"It seems that after the tour, Saint Arya has become much calmer." He sat back on the stool and sighed.

This time he was worrying too much.

“This is all thanks to the care and guidance of Edwins and Scala along the way.”

A qualified saint should be like a tool and push all the credit to others, so that everyone will happily praise her by saying "You are worthy of being a saint."

"Edwins is indeed a very good guardian knight." The priest seemed very satisfied with him. "I am very happy to see the true appearance of Saint Arya. The ceremony will be held in about a week. Is there anything else you need?"

"If possible, maybe you can give me some magic letters?" Li Yang's face flushed slightly. "You know, since that incident, I have been very insecure. With the letters, maybe I can contact Edwins and others in time."

The priests smiled knowingly.

It was just a magic letter, a small and non-aggressive gadget. They were happy to give some rewards to this obedient saint.

"It is not difficult to make a letter. It just has a special magic circle drawn on it. If the Saint is interested, you can go directly to the library to learn it."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder this belief has never been circulated among the people, and she had never learned it before.

“Thank you very much!”

These words came from the heart. Li Yang discovered new magic peripherals that could be traded with players.

"Learning magic circles is not a big deal. But I wonder, since it was the decision made by the God of Light, why didn't the Saint and the scholar just ask the God again?"

A voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Li Yang looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly man pushing open the door.