Chapter 39: Actually Stealing Vegetables!

Lisha had long expected him to have this expression and smiled: "Corrosion Mark requires regular medication, otherwise the whole body will fester and itch unbearably. I guess you were injured before and found a priest of the church to treat it. The priest told you after treatment that this was a sequela and required regular medication, right?"

Silver Coin's eyeballs were about to fall out. Lisha's description was as if she had seen it with her own eyes. What did this mean?

"Don't be surprised. I also had this kind of 'sequela' before. Do you know how I dispelled it later?" While speaking, Lisha cast a Purification Spell, wiped it across Silver Coin's exposed arm, and shone with holy light. Those festering, oozing, and scabbing places recovered as before to the naked eye.

No, it was even whiter and more tender than before. Did this holy light also have a beauty function?

Perhaps seeing the shock in Silver Coin's expression, Lisha explained awkwardly: "Used to it, used to it, beautified a bit, no charge."

"Then how did you dispel it?" Looking at his arm that had recovered as before, Silver Coin knew his guess should be true.

Even if he took medicine before, his skin would always have a bit of tightness. Now that it had been shone by the light, even that trace of tightness was gone. For the first time in these years, Silver Coin felt that his skin belonged to himself.

"I turned myself into a lich," Lisha said.

Back then, the World Transit Station was suddenly interrupted. Lisha, who couldn't contact her superiors, lost the supply of medicine. Facing the two paths of dying painfully in festering or giving up faith and turning into a lich, Lisha chose the latter.

"Lich!?" Silver Coin was startled, looking at Lisha in disbelief. How could such a fresh and beautiful woman be a lich?

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lisha could only spit out a clump of soul fire to show him.

"Can you show a miracle and cure my whole body?" Silver Coin asked.

"Of course I can. But, do you believe in my lord Ang? If you don't believe in him, why can you get the protection of his divine power?" The light flickering in Lisha's eyes made Silver Coin think of the Tauren aunties on the streets of the Imperial City in the human world who distributed rice and flour to pull people to pray.

However, things weren't that simple. Silver Coin's arrival this time had a secret mission. He had cured the Corrosion Mark but converted to something else. Could he still go back safely?

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Lisha smiled instantly: "The two maids following you are Holy Servants of Light, right?"

Silver Coin nodded, slightly surprised, but not very surprised. After all, Lisha was also a person qualified to be controlled by the Corrosion Mark, so it was normal to recognize Holy Servants.

"Who sent you? For Holy Essence liquid? Robbery? Two Holy Servants, just right for quick positioning. One teleportation can teleport a team of people over. It seems the person who sent you is already prepared for robbery."

Silver Coin nodded and added: "First preach. If you can make you believe in Light and offer it voluntarily, that's best. If not, then rob. However, as soon as I saw the inscription on Lady Lan, I knew it was impossible. What Lady Lan has is the shroud inscription. It seems she is also a lich, but used the same method as you to turn herself into a living person's appearance."

Lisha immediately showed a pious expression: "That is the power of my lord Ang."

Silver Coin took a deep breath and said: "I know what your identity was before. Looking at your... uh, pious appearance, you wouldn't be a Saintess whose duty is to spread the glory of God, spread the gospel of God, persuade lost lambs, and shine holy light into the abyss, right?"

"Charlatan? That's because you don't understand. When you understand the power of my lord, you won't feel that I'm lying to you," Lisha said with a smile, not angry.

The excuse had been found. He had found the producer of Essence liquid and was going to explore the way, but he cooperated with Lisha to perform a show: "Our headquarters is in a very hidden corner, and we can't bring too many people, including you. If you want to go, you can only wear a blindfold."

Silver Coin pretended to argue for a while, and finally reluctantly let the two maids stay.

He fooled the maids and was worried about how to fool the high-level officials of Bingcheng like Anna and Lan, but saw the two women waiting on the road early.

"You... you have been cooperating to act?" Silver Coin suddenly realized. He also said that Bingcheng had been infiltrated into a sieve. It turned out that the biggest sieve eye was Lan and Anna.

Lan shrugged: "As soon as Lisha came, she recognized your maids. Of course we cooperated to act."

"Sigh, with Saintess Lisha here, I guess you know all the tricks of the Church of Light. This mission was doomed to fail from the beginning. But this is exactly where my value lies. If there was no risk of failure, Lionard would have come himself long ago, haha." Silver Coin's laughter was a bit bitter.

Anyone would find it hard to let go. Originally, Silver Coin was somewhat grateful to the Church of Light for providing him with medicine. Who knew that the disease was also provided by them.

"So I became an apostate. Let's go. By the way, we'd better arrive at the destination on the same day, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to spend the night in the wild." Lisha rubbed the back of her hand, looking a bit disgusted. Perhaps her discomfort referred to her skin.

Although Lisha popularized the concept of projection and watcher to Silver Coin on the road, seeing Ang in the planting area with mud on his feet, cutting vegetables with a scythe, Silver Coin still couldn't accept it, especially when Ang was still a heretic skeleton.

Although because of the Corrosion Mark, Silver Coin became hateful toward the Church of Light, but after years of believing in Light and long-term self-hypnosis, he still formed an instinct to reject heretics.

He knew this emotion was wrong and was preparing to adjust himself, when he heard the sound of flapping wings behind him. Turning his head to look, an angel was flying over with a bucket of farm fertilizer.

Silver Coin's chin dropped, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, pointing at the angel skeleton, and looking at Lisha: "This... this... this..."

If Lisha, this Saintess of Light, was still in the category of 'human', then the angel was 'divine'. Humans could have the possibility of apostasy, but angels were divine. How could... how could they go to pick farm fertilizer?

The Corrosion Mark only made Silver Coin hate the Church of Light, but the angel picking manure directly pierced his faith, making him doubt whether this was real.

Lisha kept smiling and shrugged, not explaining. She couldn't say everything clearly. Appropriate mystery was the key to maintaining awe. Only with awe could there be respect.

Just at this moment, Ang, who was cutting vegetables slowly, suddenly moved, leaped into the air with bent knees, and rolled. The wind element pushed on him, and he smashed toward the corner like a cannonball, like a war god smashing in front of the Tauren auntie.

The Tauren auntie, with her few calves, was hiding behind the crops, secretly chewing on beet leaves. The beet leaves, which were a few degrees sweeter than ordinary plants, made the Tauren family squint their eyes.

Until Ang smashed in front of them, the Tauren auntie was startled, shrinking her neck, slowly twisting over like rust, facing Ang's eye sockets burning with ghostly blue fire.

Actually stealing vegetables! ===== CHAPTER 40 =====