"This is a companion evil spirit..."

The old priest swept the powder on the sweeping floor with a long sword and said with a serious expression.

"A companion evil spirit?" Lu Qing expressed her doubts about this.

"A weaker evil spirit cannot be born naturally. It is an evil spirit formed after someone dies in pain and is enslaved by the orthodox evil spirit. It is much weaker than the orthodox evil spirit." The priest explained.

After saying that, he took the long sword back into the sheath, looked at Lu Qing and said:

"After the death of the companion evil spirit, it will only leave powder, not crystals. Since there is a companion evil spirit, it means there is an orthodox evil spirit who commands this evil spirit. It seems that you have been targeted by this evil spirit."

"Then, what should I do?" Lu Qing asked hurriedly.

According to the old priest, the strength of the accompanying evil spirit is much weaker than that of the orthodox evil spirit, but even such weak companion evil spirits cannot deal with it themselves, let alone the orthodox evil spirits.

But after all, the difficulty of this dream is just a gray level. Since there is a dilemma, the solution I want to solve is not without.

The old priest was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "Come with me, I can provide you with a little help."

Following the old priest into the church, the old priest asked Lu Qing to wait in place for a while, and he walked along the stairs to the basement.

About five minutes later, the old priest came back from the basement and had a few more items on his hands.

"This is a mitral incinerator. You can take it to find a blacksmith. You can ask him to build a weapon for free." The old priest handed a silver-white metal incinerator to Lu Qing.

Immediately afterwards, he took out two glass bottles containing light golden liquid and said, "The diluted holy water is contained in it. Drinking it can relieve some abnormal states. If it is poured on a weapon, it can cause higher damage to evil spirits. Of course, you can just spill evil spirits, but it is a waste to do so."

"For ghosts, even Misilan weapons cannot directly attack. You need to pour holy water on the weapon, or sprinkle salt on the opponent's body, which can make it physically transform it for a period of time, so that physical means can attack and harm the opponent."

"That's all I can do. May the God of Light bless you." The old priest once again painted on his chest.

"Thank you very much for your help!" Lu Qing took the props from the old priest and said very thankfully.

Although this was just a dream, Lu Qing still respected the old man in front of her.

Needless to think about it, these things are of great value, but the old priest actually gave them to her like this.

After a smile, the old priest said, "I am just protecting every child created by the God of Light."

"Go back and rest, and go find a blacksmith tomorrow morning."

After saying this, the old priest left without looking back. Lu Qing held a few items in her hand and felt a little complicated.

"This dream is so real, it feels like talking to a real person." Lu Qing sighed in her heart.

Back to the room where she was resting before, Lu Qing lay on the bed. She was physically and mentally tired because of the fight just now, but after a while she fell into a deep sleep again.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

There was a knock on the door outside the door, and Lu Qing opened her eyes, walked out of the bed, and opened the door.

"It's John, good morning." She looked at the person in front of her and rubbed her eyes.

"Good morning, this is breakfast, the priest asked me to bring it over," said John.

"Ah, thank you."

After a moment of silence, Lu Qing took the bread. After thinking about it, she took out two silver coins from her waist and handed them to John:

"I'm sorry to eat and live here for free. Can you please help me give this to the priest? Just treat it as the cost of living here."

"Ah......"

After hesitating for a while, John took the silver coins from Lu Qing's hand and said, "I will hand them over to the priest. If you want to wash your face, you can go to the grass behind the church, where there is a pool."

"I see."

Looking at John's back slowly leaving, Lu Qing picked up the bread expressionlessly and put it in her mouth and chewed it.

"Ah, it's not delicious at all, I don't have much appetite when I just got up..."

Even though he said that, no matter what, filling his stomach is the most important thing. After finishing the bread quickly, Lu Qing went to the back sink to wash her hands and face, she left the church.

She was going to the blacksmith shop and asked the blacksmith to help her build a mitsilver weapon, but then again, just a mitsilver ingot is only enough to build a dagger.

Or add some other metal to create a whole long sword?

Thinking of this, Lu Qing couldn't help but think of the properties of the mitral ingot and the holy water.

There is nothing to say, and the effect is the same as the priest said, it is very suitable for dealing with extraordinary monsters.

When I came to the blacksmith shop, because it was still early in the morning, the boss of the blacksmith shop had just started working, and the crisp sound of iron thrusts came to Lu Qing's ears rhythmically.

"It's the little girl from yesterday. Did you participate in group prayers last night? I heard people who participated in the prayers say that something happened last night."

Before he could reach the boss's side, the blacksmith had already discovered Lu Qing. He said to Lu Qing while thrusting:

"There are all kinds of strange statements, and I don't know how many are true."

"I participated in prayer. Yesterday, an evil spirit destroyed the prayer and was wiped out by the priest."

Lu Qing said, taking out the mitral silver ingot given to him by the old priest from her pocket and said:

"Boss, can you use this to build a weapon?"

"Misinsilver?" The blacksmith stopped working and moved his gaze to the silver-white metal ingot on Lu Qing's hand.

"The old priest gave you this?"

"Yes." Lu Qing nodded.

After a moment of silence, the blacksmith said, "What kind of weapon do you want?"

“Are there any recommendations?”

“…”

"Can you use a sword?" asked the blacksmith.

Shaking his head, Lu Qing said, "No."

"What about scimitars, or long swords?"

"Won't."

"Where is the mace?"

"Won't."

"What will you do?"

"I can't do anything."

“……”

Silence, Lu Qing and the blacksmith stared at each other. After a long time, the blacksmith sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll make a dagger for you. It's such a waste. I actually made a dagger with mitral...."

"You probably don't even know how to use a dagger, right?" asked the blacksmith.

"Yes." Lu Qing nodded.

"I just knew that I really couldn't understand why the priest gave you the mitral ingot."

Lu Qing did not reply, but asked, "How long does it take to create a dagger?"

"Just a dagger, half a day is enough!" The blacksmith snorted and said confidently.

"Then can I watch here?" Lu Qing asked.

She has nothing to do now, and she may encounter danger if she wanders around casually.

When I left, I forgot to ask the priest if the evil spirit would appear during the day, so it would be better to be careful. Before there is no mitsilver dagger, it is better to find a safe place to stay.

Intuition told her that the blacksmith was not an ordinary person, so for the time being, Lu Qing recognized this place as the safest place.

"Whatever you want." The blacksmith said after hearing Lu Qing's words.
Chapter completed!