Amy looked to the left blankly.

Mr. Ken still had the slices of meat he had just taken on his plate, but Mr. Ken looked good when eating and chewed slowly and gracefully.

She saw the other side with black lines all over her face.

Her etiquette teacher, Julia, was wiping the corners of her mouth gracefully with a wet wipe.

By the way, I took out a paper towel and wiped the fork with the soup still on it until it was shiny.

She noticed Amy's gaze and looked back with cold eyes.

Amy's eyes lit up with a little purple light, and she said to Julia with a trembling voice:

"Julia...you only shrunk your body to that of a mainlander, but your body is still that of a Knox?"

"Yeah." Julia replied innocently.

Amy's face turned dark. Her teacher, the etiquette teacher, was now a giant in human skin!

What concept?

Not to mention the leg meat of that small dragon, she can eat the entire little dragon in one meal!

"Where are your etiquettes, Teacher Julia." Amy stood up: "As a Knox person, you must abide by the table manners!"

Amy had dinner elegantly and perfectly according to Knox etiquette.

But her teacher...

She is directly attacking the meaty legs!

"Huh?" Julia placed the knives and forks neatly, then raised her head and looked at Amy.

Seemingly understanding something, she said: "That's your etiquette. Only saints need to learn it. Knox people don't usually use that etiquette - saint, please don't fight at the dinner table..."

…

The quarrel between master and apprentice finally ended when Ken went to cook again. He spent a lot of effort to fill the stomachs of the two Knox girls so much that they couldn't hold anything in them.

Amy went back to her room after eating as if she was angry.

Julia sat elegantly on the table, using her fingers to smooth out the wrinkled corners of Amy's clothes bit by bit.

She took the initiative to look at Ken and asked, "Do you need me to clean up the mess, Sir Ken?"

"Please." Ken replied politely, and then he looked at Julia belatedly.

Julia actually took the initiative to speak.

In Ken's impression, Julia had always been sitting behind him, waiting for orders.

Once given an instruction, she will complete the task meticulously.

Taking the initiative to speak up is a good start!

Ken slowly moved his eyes away from Julia, who was busy, and opened the book with peace of mind.

He can fish with peace of mind!

…

The old priest stood at the door of the house without a door all morning.

It is difficult to find out the traces of warlocks.

The Temple did not monitor Ken, so the Temple was unaware of Ken's whereabouts.

The old priest came here to see Ken with sincerity, and naturally he would not use any unnecessary means.

"This door...that guy Charles, it's been a week and he still hasn't repaired the door..." The old priest thought of this and his blood pressure rose again.

He thought of Charles's solemn promise a few days ago that he would take responsibility, but in the end he couldn't even repair a door!

The old priest narrowed his eyes. He knew a powerful processing factory. Maybe he could ask the owner of the processing factory to repair this door as a favor.

While he was waiting, the door behind him opened.

The old priest turned his head.

A streak of silver-grey hair caught his eyes.

The girl covered her body with the door, and only half of her head was exposed out of curiosity.

The old priest wiped his eyes to make sure he saw the man's appearance correctly.

"Miss Mansfield?" The old priest's eyes trembled. He looked around and found no muscular man in a suit. He breathed a sigh of relief, then walked forward and said hello: "Do you remember me? I

It's Addison."

Kailin tilted her head in confusion.

She thought about it seriously and finally remembered the identity of the person in front of her.

"Uncle Addison, long time no see." Kailin said, "Are you here to see Brother Ken?"

Brother Ken?

The old priest's brain, which had been engaged in business for many years, instantly found the key words.

Speaking of which, the Mansfield family seems to have some cooperation with the Servais family.

The Servais family can use some forbidden spells in the temple, but because the Servais family has not had a warlock for a long time, the Mansfield family helps them make auxiliary props.

No matter how you look at it, the second daughter of the Mansfield family has no problem knowing Ken.

"I am indeed looking for Mr. Servais." The old priest took out a small bottle in his hand.

The bottle was filled with rich white smoke, which looked very sacred.

He wanted to ask Ken to help him understand the situation of the saint. This was his personal request. He did not use the assets of the temple and used his own collection to make this meeting gift.

Because Julia was extremely troublesome, he was also worried about whether Ken could get the news about the saint out of the hands of the cold-faced priest.

This is a vial blessed by the legendary war priest.

It may seem small, but the wall of the bottle condenses powerful blessings.

So that the bottle will not be exploded by the compressed holy light inside.

After the bottle is activated, it will explode instantly, and the near-legendary holy light will purify all the filth around it!

This was something he got during the war in his early years.

Since the man of the Servais family is destined to die like a crow, he will definitely not refuse such a gift.

Moreover, this bottle was originally blessed by a high-ranking cleric.

Wearing it on the body for a long time can also clean the dirt on the body and avoid contamination and infection.

The old priest put the small bottle forward and said to Kailin: "This is a holy light detonator. Miss Mansfield should know about this thing. I want to ask Mr. Servais to do me a favor. I can wait for him."

Can you help me transfer this thing to him when you come?"

"I won't collect things for him." Kailin put her little head in the door and said, "If you want to ask brother Ken for help, it's better to be sincere."

"Yes..." After hearing Kailin's words, the old priest's mind flashed.

He suddenly felt that his gifts were indeed in a hurry. Maybe he should buy some goods from the old drunkard?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He suddenly thought of the unrepaired door and handed a smaller bottle to Kailin.

The old priest said:

"This contains the prepared holy oil. Just tell me that it was given by old Addison from Brenda Church. I will help him repair the door. This is an apology for not being able to repair his door for a week."

The old priest tried his best to make his face look amiable: "And I still have some things I want him to help with, and I will give him a satisfactory reward."

"..." Kailin stretched out her little hand, held the small bottle in her hand, and said, "I will convey it to Brother Ken."

"Please, Miss Mansfield, I've wasted too much time here and I have to go back to my official duties as soon as possible." The old priest waved goodbye.

He came here early in the morning to squat as a warlock. Not only did he fail to squat, but Brenda Church didn't know what the old drunkard had done to her. She had to go back and see, otherwise she wouldn't worry.

He walked very quickly.

The elf girl's hand holding the small bottle could not be seen making a sizzling sound.

It was the sound of flesh being burned.

"A gift?" Kailin blinked her big eyes, her eyes were only pure silver gray.

"It's a pity that brother Ken won't be back today."

She moved her fingers slightly, and the liquid in the bottle was like a dyeing workshop, suddenly turning from holy white to black, and then to gray.

"I haven't given my brother a gift for a long time." The girl murmured to herself. She looked at the small bottle seriously, and the contents in the bottle also looked at her obediently.

"Perhaps, we can ask her to help. Her injury should be healed, but she is not in the human area. Where did she go?" Kailin gently turned the bottle over, and the gray twisted things in the bottle gradually turned pink.
Chapter completed!