(Two chapters in one)

Southern part of the Essar Empire, Oak Town.

Catherine stood still, looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the wheat field.

The golden sunshine, yellow wheat waves, ocher-red soil, and Catherine's fiery red hair and skirt outline a warm-toned picture.

But the young man seemed out of tune with it.

His pale complexion, cold eyes, and unworldly handsome appearance gave people an unreal feeling, as if he did not belong to this world at all.

The boys in Oak Town generally grew up crawling and rolling in the mud, and their bodies were covered in dirty mud and smelled of sweat. Perhaps because girls tend to mature earlier than boys, Catherine always

I think they are too childish.

But the person in front of her gave her a completely different sense.

It's like a character in a storybook has come to reality.

But Catherine quickly recovered from her trance.

As a girl who grew up in the fields, although she likes to daydream, she is rarely shy.

So, she raised her right hand and greeted the young man who fell from the sky happily: "Hi! My name is Catherine. How should I call you, Mr. who fell from the sky?"

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Allen also stood firmly on the spot, looking at the red-haired girl who suddenly appeared in front of him.

This girl is not old and not tall, only about 1.5 meters tall at most.

With her long fiery red hair, fiery red dress, and that passionate smile, she was like the scorching sun at the top of the sky, her whole person radiating warmth and light.

He obviously didn't expect that he would bump into the natives of this plane before his plan was implemented.

So...how should I respond?

Since I lack the power of faith right now, why not take advantage of this perfect opportunity to start preaching?

Just say that you were sent down from heaven by the gods to save all sentient beings?

He quickly rejected the idea.

Not to mention that it sounds too shameful.

Until he figures out the specific situation of this plane, he cannot reveal his true identity for the time being.

After all, the power of the goddess of light has surrounded this plane.

Although the mysterious strong man sent him in through the Rainbow Bridge, Allen didn't know if the goddess of light had other means to find his whereabouts in this plane.

However, he cannot just show weakness.

He must establish a strong and powerful image in front of the natives of this plane in order to effectively build a team and lay the foundation for the spread of faith in the future.

So he showed a polite smile and said to the girl: "Hello, Catherine. My name is Allen, a magician from afar."

Catherine was born in this remote town and had never heard of the word "magician", let alone what it actually was.

But in her opinion, since the "magician" can fly in the sky, he must be very, very powerful.

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On this day, the residents of Oak Town welcomed a unique new neighbor.

He was handsome and majestic, and although his clothes were stained with dust, he was different from everyone they had seen before.

He seemed to have a calm and majestic temperament. Even the always majestic mayor felt a little ashamed in front of him.

"Mr. Allen, do you need a hotel?" Catherine asked.

Allen shook his head slightly.

He found an open space on the outskirts of the town and waved gently.

A strong wind roared past.

The town blacksmith's hammers and nails disappeared.

The carpenter's saw is also missing.

They looked around, with panicked expressions. At the same time, they clasped their hands and silently chanted the name of the Sun God, thinking that this was the Sun God's punishment for themselves, hoping to get forgiveness from the God.

Under Allen's control, the saw flew into the nearby trees.

Accompanied by the sound of "squeaking", the saw hung in the air, cut down several thick trees, and sawed them into neat wooden boards.

Then, Allen gently raised his right hand, and the saw and wood flew to his side together, stacked neatly in front of him like stacks of logs.

"It's amazing!" Catherine watched all this intently, with a surprised expression on her face.

In a remote place like Oak Town, you can't even see a magician, let alone such a miraculous scene.

Allen didn't answer.

He continued to recite the incantation of "Mage's Hand" softly, and the wooden boards levitated one after another, floating in the air, and gradually turned into the prototype of a small wooden house.

Then, nails and hammers flew over and began to hammer on the wooden boards, splicing them together piece by piece.

Catherine was even more surprised and speechless.

She even wondered whether Allen was the legendary prince from heaven who came to the mortal world incognito with a group of invisible servants to experience all aspects of life.

When the wooden house was finally fully formed, Allen waved, and the saw and hammer flew back into his hands.

His fingers gently stroked the surfaces of the saw and hammer. With the flash of magic light, the mottled rust on the saw and hammer gradually disappeared, becoming clean and brand new.

"Catherine, please do me a favor," Allen lowered his head and said with a smile to Catherine beside him, "return these two things to the carpenter and blacksmith for me, and say 'thank you' to them by the way. I hope they

Can you forgive me for using their things without authorization?"

Catherine was still immersed in the miraculous scene for a long time. After a while, she finally came back to her senses and said a panicked "hmm" to Allen before taking the hammer and hammer from Allen's hand.

saw, and ran towards the small town.

When Catherine's back completely disappeared at the end of the road, Allen stopped smiling. Instead of rushing into the cabin he built by himself, he walked around to the back of the house.

At this time, the sun is shining brightly and everything is shining brightly.

Only Allen's face was completely shrouded in haze.

He picked up a branch with green leaves that had not yet faded and stuck it in the soil.

The sunlight falls on this branch, casting its shadow on the ground, like a dancing figure.

"Isabella." He sat cross-legged next to the branch, closed his eyes, and whispered the name of the dark saint.

Isabella died in the gap because of him, but he didn't even have the chance to collect her body. He could only let the turbulence of space erase the traces of her existence.

But after a few minutes, a happy smile appeared in his eyes.

"So you are still alive!"

Thinking of this, he stood up, pulled out the branch from the soil, and threw it aside.

In his conscious world, the point belonging to Isabella had always been dim before, but just for a moment, it lit up, like a bright star in the night sky.

However, the two are now far apart, one is in the south of the empire, and the other is in the northwest of the empire.

During the casting process just now, Allen noticed that there were certain differences between the magic rules of this plane and the Kingdom of Braden. Whether it was a magic spell or a magic circle, they needed to be slightly modified in order to run smoothly.

But this naturally does not trouble Allen.

He thought that after he improved the teleportation magic, he might as well go to Isabella to see how she was doing.

Now the Goddess of Light is watching covetously outside this plane. It would be safer for the believers of the Dark Temple to stay with her.

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Meanwhile, in Oak Town.

The blacksmith received the brand-new hammer, and the carpenter received the brand-new saw. Their eyes widened and they were extremely surprised.

"Is this really mine?" they asked in unison.

Catherine nodded seriously.

"It can be regarded as the reward Mr. Allen gives you." She said.

Like Catherine, the town's residents are unaware of the existence of magic.

In their view, all supernatural things are either gifts from gods or punishments from gods.

Mr. Allen, who possesses extraordinary power, must be the messenger sent to the world by the sun god.

"Praise the sun!" they sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

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Royal, the mayor of Oak Town, also heard about this incident.

But what he thought of was more than others.

Unlike these mostly illiterate and semi-literate townspeople, Mayor Royal has read many books before and has heard some rumors recently. He is considered one of the few people in the town who has seen the world.
To be continued...