An old voice came from the darkness: "This is the old Mr. Hespide's fish shop. You are injured. My grandson found you."
It was Grandma Ogis who answered her mouth. Although she could not see her eyes, her ears were extremely clever. She turned her head to comfort Hippamira and said, "Don't worry, little girl, you can stay here at ease, you 'S family will definitely come to you soon."
No one can see that Hippamilla's outfit, this appearance, no matter how you look at it, is the daughter of a noble family.
After hearing this answer, Hippamilla was stunned for a while before she finally found the focus of this question. She asked, "Where is the fish shop?"
The girl with thick eyebrows raised her brows slightly, as if she finally found a chance to interject, she hurriedly replied: "The aquatic product shop is the place where aquatic products are sold. The seafood on the noble table is sent out from us."
After all, she added with some pride: "Maybe you have eaten seafood at home, maybe it is my product."
"Seafood?" Poor Shipamela, the pious priest Shimirud who was born in the mountains, was the first time he heard of this fashionable vocabulary.
The girl with thick eyebrows thought to herself that this is really a lady who doesn’t work hard and doesn’t distinguish between grains, but it’s strange to say that she doesn’t dislike at all in her heart, and she even has a slight affection, and replied: “It’s fish, shrimp. , Seafood such as crabs."
Hippamilla came to his senses and asked with wide-eyed eyes, "You guys actually eat shrimps and crabs!"
"Of course, the blue lobster in Cape Bay and the sea crab in Fiesel are the top seafood." The girl with thick eyebrows explained carefully.
But Hippamira didn't seem to hear it, and muttered to herself: "You guys eat shrimp and crabs, how terrible, they are human friends..."
"Huh?" The fish shop owner's daughter was stunned.
Hippamilla looked sadly at the box that the little boy was holding in the water. She had already seen a lot of "human friends" in it.
The girl's heart was so sad that she could hardly speak for a while.
The girl with thick eyebrows was a bit at a loss for a while. I don’t know what to do. Seeing Hippamira’s depressed face, she felt uncomfortable and quickly comforted: "You... If you don’t like eating lobster and crabs, in fact, It’s not a big deal, cod and sardines are also very good."
"I'm nothing, you don't need to comfort me, thank you," Hippamilla heard the relief in the latter's tone, and replied softly: "Also, it's shrimps, not just lobsters, they are all human friend."
The girl with thick eyebrows was dumbfounded again, and she couldn't speak for a while, even if she tried to break her head, she couldn't figure out why shrimps and crabs are human friends.
At this time, Hippamira sat up from the bed. She lifted the quilt and cast a healing spell on herself. A ball of light emerged from her hand and merged into the body, eliminating the trauma on her body.
There was silence in the cellar.
"You, are you a priest?" The girl with thick eyebrows felt that her brain was almost running out. She never dreamed that they would pick up a priest from the temple.
In the eyes of common people, the status of high-level believers who can perform'holy arts' is more than one level higher than that of nobles.
Hippamila looked at a group of people in the cellar who were staring at her with big eyes and small eyes, and replied suspiciously: "Yes, I am the priest of Lord Himilud."
There was a moment of silence in the cellar.
"Bless Martha, you are a priest!"
"I, I'm not mistaken, my lord, what you just cast was a profound holy spell, right?"
"My lord, you must save us!"
It seemed that in an instant, there was a rushing voice from the crowd.
Hippamira was taken aback, and quickly replied a little bewildered: "You made a mistake, that is not a sophisticated holy spell, it is just a healing spell, it, it is just a second-level spell."
"It's just a healing spell."
Everyone gasped. Perhaps in the eyes of others, the empire is only the extreme realm, and there are dozens of hundreds of elements above the elements, and the golden rank is even more than tens of thousands. The silver and black iron are countless, and they can't help but create an illusion, as if the empire does not have black iron. The existence below, even ordinary people have at least a level above the white position.
But in fact, this is a misunderstanding. The huge number of powerhouses in the empire is based on his equally large territory and population base. In fact, the number of geniuses in a hundred people is far from both the empire and Faenzan. Far less than the Wind Elf, and not much higher than Eruin.
As for the temple, there are a lot of existence above black iron and silver, but they are often an important part of the army of monks and churches. Above gold, they are also high-ranking priests in a region. After the elements, at least Also holds the position of bishop.
For ordinary people, the priests and even priests who preside over a church or regional temple most are actually the strength of the silver rank at most. As for ordinary priests, they are from white to black iron. Have.
So for them, pastors and priests are already high-level clergy, but these people have limited mana, and when they can use substitutes, they rarely show'miracles', so they are in pharmacy. Sometimes their knowledge may far exceed their religious knowledge.
As for the argument that a treatment is a mere treatment, it is even more impossible to talk about it.
So just because of this sentence, Hippamira's position in the hearts of everyone suddenly did not know how much it was elevated, not to mention that her appearance was originally a bonus.
In the eyes of the seven or eight people in the cellar, this goddess-like lady is already the savior in their hearts.
"My lord, you take us out of here."
"Yes, my lord, you must save your believers!"
People talked about it, but the big guy on the side could not help but sneer. These guys were loyally surrounded by esotericists a while ago, and now they have become the most pious child of Master Martha again, not at all. The conversion of faith in the embarrassing heart.
The young escort priest in black robes also shrank back silently, without saying a word.
What's a joke, he is just an ordinary priest, if the adult finds out that he is a heretic, and a lightning of the gods comes down, wouldn't he be wiped out
Of course, the spell of God's Thunder and Lightning was naturally contrived by him. So far, he hasn't started to formally learn those dark magics.
The bishop taught him a spell. It is said that as long as he meditates on this spell, he can hear the call of the Lord, but he never succeeded.
Hippamilla was confused when she heard it, and quickly said: "Just keep quiet, everyone, what's the matter?"
Everyone scrambled to explain the current situation in detail. They also understood in their hearts that they didn’t know what was happening outside, but it didn’t seem like a good thing. Although staying in this cellar can be avoided for a while, it’s not long. Of the policy.
Aside from the distance, water and food are far from enough for seven or eight people to consume. Two days at most, if the turmoil outside is not over, their situation will probably get worse. While participating in the riot, these people were enthusiastic, but after a meteorite fell, their heads came back sober, knowing that only the place controlled by the Temple of Flame at this time is for civilians like them. the safest.
And the noble lady in front of them is undoubtedly the most suitable person to lead them.
Because everyone was messy with each sentence, it took a long time for the lady priest to understand what happened, but unlike everyone's expectations, she did not make the first judgment, but frowned her slender eyebrows and spoke. : "What's going on, it sounds like it's coming—"
"Miss priest, what did you say?" Everyone obviously didn't understand.
Hippamira shook her head: "If what you said is true, the situation right now is indeed quite dangerous, but I'm going to find the lord, where are you going to go?"
"Sir," someone said quickly: "We don't have to follow you, but can you take us to the nearest temple, where there is the priest of the temple, he will definitely be able to protect us."
"It should be okay," Hippamila thought for a while and replied. She didn't know the way, so she just happened to find someone to ask for the way: "Although I am Himilud's priest, everyone is bathed in order. I think there should be no problem."
She asked again: "Where is the nearest temple?"
"I know," the big man who had not spoken at this time replied, "Miss priest, let me show you the way."
"That's good, but we're done, I'm only responsible for sending you to the temple, and I'm going to find Lord Lord." Hippamira said carefully.
Everyone nodded quickly and agreed in unison. In fact, they were originally planning to go to the nearby temple to seek protection. Now there is a high-ranking priest willing to protect them along the way. This is undoubtedly the most exciting news.
The old grandmother also seemed happy. She originally planned to stay alone, but she decided to go on the road together after everyone’s persuasion. After all, she was not dissatisfied with her grandson after all. Understand, staying here is just waiting for death.
This old man is not willing to drag them down. Of course, under normal circumstances, it is indeed difficult for them to bring an old man with limited mobility, but now that Hippamira is in the team, that is another matter. .
The little boy still didn't know what happened, let alone that he was about to be separated from his only grandmother who depended on each other for life. After receiving the latter's instructions, he climbed up the ladder again to open the stone cellar door above the cellar.
The lifeless atmosphere in the cellar suddenly became a bit enthusiastic. Everyone began to pack up their things, pack water and food, and take them with them. At this time, these are the most precious treasures for civilians. After all, no one knows. What is happening outside and how long will the turmoil last
Although Hippamira was thinking about finding Brando in her heart, she was not in a hurry for a while, instead she watched these people's actions with some curiosity.
The time when she lived, the Earth Temple was still active in Voend, that was before the time of the War of the Saints, and it was a thousand or two thousand years ago, not to mention that she was the saint of the temple, and knew about these low-level things. Not much, I can't help being full of interest when I first see it.
But before everyone was ready, Old Grandmother Ogis' grandson jumped off the ladder and whispered, "Someone is coming outside."
The cellar suddenly fell silent.
The big man asked, "How many people?"
The little boy glanced at the esoteric priest standing in the dark corner behind, and said, "Seven or eight, he's like that."
"It's an occultist." The people suddenly became nervous. Although they were the most fanatical believers less than an hour ago, their minds became sober at this time, and the first instinct for survival regained the upper hand. Who knows if these occultists will conflict with the priest, this is their only life-saving straw. These civilians can’t tell the difference between the priest of the Temple of Flame and the priest of Himmelud, but they want to come to the secret club. There is no good relationship between believers.
I have to say that although the civilians living at the bottom have little knowledge, they have simple values and political views. After analyzing the pros and cons, they immediately said to the little boy: "Go and re-cover the cellar door."
"It's too late," the little boy kept shaking his head: "They had seen me when I came down just now."
"Hey, why are you so careless." Everyone was suddenly heartbroken.
Seeing their looks, Hippamira couldn't help but feel a little worried. She was not as careless as Roman, nor was she as clear as Brando about the power levels in this world. Besides, there was a nightmare in the city. A dragon queen, so many extreme masters could threaten her, she didn't know who the esotericists in these populations were, and she became a little nervous for a while.
She was worried. There was already a mess of footsteps above the cellar, and everyone fell silent. Only the young occultist's eyes were a little bright-of course, he didn't dare to say a word at this time, although the church members were on it. , But this high-ranking priestess is still in front of her, maybe a god's thunder and lightning will beat him to fly ashes only in minutes.
At this time, he was still thinking about the thunder and lightning of God.
The atmosphere in the cellar couldn't help being a little weird for a while, and everyone had their own minds. The sound of footsteps got closer and closer. It went over the open stone door of the cellar in a mess, and went in another direction without stopping.
Everyone was stunned.
The expression of joy that had just appeared was also frozen on the face of the young occultist. His open mouth didn't know how to close it back for a while, and his face almost cramped and looked weird.
Fortunately, no one noticed this. Hippamilla looked at them and asked, "What should I do now?"
"Wait."
Someone said.
"Wait."
Others responded quickly, and no one dared to take risks at this time.