9. Cost

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title = "9. Cost"

date = "2020-05-28"

weight = "9"

series = ["priest"]

mode = "manual"

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The old bishop came back soon and did not say where he had gone, and Gallo did not ask.

Anyway, he often disappears so mysteriously.

"come on, look at the ceremonial dance I just practiced today."

Gallo said, finding a mop as a scepter, which began his performance.

Compared with the elegant, delicate, noble dance of the maiden bishop, his dance looks mighty, powerful and unrestrained.

The mop on hand is danced into an electric fan, bringing out a gust of strong wind.

It's a dance or a ceremony, but it's more like performing on the street, performing broken boulders in the chest.

But despite this, but the old bishop kept nodding, applauding and exclaiming:

"that's great! This is the real ceremonial! "

"you really have a gift for art. You are a talented artist dragged down by faith!"

"but. Why do you suddenly want to learn this? Didn't you always think it was useless? "

Gallo stopped dancing, put away the mop, and began to tell the story of today.

When he mentioned that he had stolen the divine technique of a young bishop, the old bishop could not help opening his eyes wide and interrupted with some surprise:

"wait, you only watched it once, and you learned her divine technique?. Only with the help of handprints? "

"No. There are still many flaws and deficiencies. "

"obviously it's just a simple fifth-order divine technique. I can't even learn it well. I have to rely on handprints to perform it."

"my talent is so poor that I am ashamed of the care of the goddess."

Gallo is very helpless, but there is no way,After all, you can't change something like talent with effort..

He thinks it has something to do with his resurrection.

He vaguely remembers that when he was on earth, he was also a priest and a very powerful priest.

However, I believe in a god called Holy Light, who is also very good at mind control, and often turns the powerful followers of the enemy, such as the King of Fire, the wings of death, into their own followers, allowing them to devour the original owners.

Then understate the words "wow", "thank you" and "good fight" to make the enemy mad .

As a result, now, he has been reduced to a mediocre man who is so untalented that he can't even learn the simplest and most basic entry-level treatment divine technique.

He thinks this is the side effect of resurrection.

How can there be no price for such a miracle of resurrection from the dead?

After listening to his description, the old bishop changed his tone and hurriedly said:

"that's a fifth-order divine technique! "

As soon as he got excited, he almost spoke from the bottom of his heart, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough to change his tune:

"it's too bad!"

"if it were your senior brother, he would definitely be able to reproduce this divine technique perfectly."

"you need to keep working hard, let alone tell others about it, so as not to lose face."

Gallo nodded in shame and then said:

"I know, I will remember the teachings of the goddess, always modest and prudent."

The old bishop made another exhortation:

"Don't repeat the mistakes of your senior brother."

"Yes, I will always keep his lesson in mind."

Gallo has a senior brother who is also a student adopted by the old bishop, but Gallo never seen he before or even knows his name. Gallo can only imagine senior brother's heroic appearance in the various descriptions of the old bishop.

He is a real genius. He can learn all kinds of divine technique as soon as he can, and there is nothing in the world that can stumble him.

Gallo believed it, because the old bishop never lied.

He often fantasized about how illustrious his own sect would be if his senior brother were still there. And how nourishing the day should be?

If I could have a gift like him, how good would it be?

Unfortunately, this gifted and talented senior brother was conceited and complacent and refused to work hard. When the talent is squandered, it's gone.

His proud heart could not accept such a gap, so he chose to commit suicide by taking poison and died young.

Gallo can not help but sigh for it, and always take him as a lesson, reminding and urging himself not to repeat the same mistake.

The old bishop thought for a while, and then asked:

"so, what is your purpose of studying that divine technique?"

Gallo hastened to tell the whole story, including borrowing an ox cart from old John, a donkey from a neighbor, using potato skins as petals, curtains as carpets, and so on.

"In this way, we are also dignified people, and then go to help people do the ceremony, the fee can also raise some."

"the bishop wants 50 gold at a time. We can make it cheaper and fight a price war!"

"Uh. You. "

The old bishop looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

Finally, he said reluctantly:

"you can try."

"but the question is, who will ask us to perform such ceremonies?"

Gallo could not help being stupefied.

Yes, it is. Who will ask our unknown sect to perform such a ceremony?

On the other hand, the believers of old John could not afford the high price at all.

He couldn't help being discouraged.

The old bishop noticed the change in his mood and hurriedly comforted him:

"it's all right, not now, not necessarily in the future."

"the goddess said: with hope, tomorrow will be better."

"so you can be ready "

Gallo was refreshed and nodded again and again.

"Yes, as you always say: We can do without, but not without.."

"I'm going to keep practicing!"

With that, he really went back to his room and began to think carefully about the divine technique that he had just learned.

He needs to master the divine technique, so that he can use it without handprints as soon as possible.

With your own talent, it may take all night.

If it were genius senior brother , it might be a matter of a few minutes.

The gap is too wide.

But it doesn't matter, I can make up for it with my efforts!

He cheered himself up in his heart, so he devoted himself to the practice of divine technique.

It wasn't until midnight that he finally mastered the divine technique, to work instantly without the help of a handprint.

But there is still a flaw.

It is the repertoire of the hymn.

No matter how he adjusts and tries, there are always strange tunes.

I can't help it. He has done his best.

Although the tune was a bit stranger, the language was almost incomprehensible even to him, and even more so to others.

"it just happens to be our own feature, not exactly the same as divine light sect."

Gallo said to himself, feeling a bit sleepy, he quickly did 100 push-ups and exercised his body for a while, and untying the lead block wrapped around his body and falling into bed.

Before going to bed, he still did not forget to confess his sins to the goddess.

"I had a meal with the sheriff today, and one person ate for two."

"it's too little, it's a waste of this precious opportunity."

"waste is a sin. I hope the goddess will forgive me."