"What evil are you holding back?" Seeing her disciple squinting his eyes and raising the corners of his mouth, Veroni couldn't help but remind her:

"Pitel's monster den is said to contain level 5 monsters. Even a witch of the same level may not be able to kill those monsters, so you can just sneak through them."

"If he is so powerful, why is he still staying at home? If he comes out that night, wouldn't we all be doomed?" Alison looked at Veroni and asked.

"It should be that they haven't gotten rid of the influence of the church. Every church has a magic circle that anchors the inhuman level. In the early days when the church was glorious, there were rumors that level four people were not allowed to enter the city."

Alison nodded when she heard this. She remembered that when she entered Nekason, the position of Pastor Milos in the city was teleported.

Emotions have more than just this function. Sure enough, a broken ship also has three pounds of nails.

Seeing that Alison was deep in thought, Veroni reached out and plucked an eyeball from her clothes, then slapped it on the table with a snapping sound.

Alison looked up and saw a book on the basics of divination appearing in front of her eyes. She looked up at Veroni and said to her, "If you have nothing to do, go and rest. I will ask you for the information you need later."

"Well, then I'll leave it to the tutor." Alison reached out and took the divination book, and then looked at her, "Teacher, do you want to make money?"

"What do you think?" Veroni smiled slightly when she heard this, and then sighed, "But my body doesn't allow it."

"You know I was also a master of assassination when I was young."

Alison shook her head when she heard this, "You don't need to use physical strength for this, just have someone above you."

"You mean to do something like Medea?" Veroni raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, "But now that I'm in a physical condition, those people may not pay attention to me."

"We can distribute the profit to them appropriately." Alison looked at her mentor and said, "Look, if a complete sequence is sold for 200,000 yuan, then we will use 50,000 or even 100,000 yuan as commission, and the remaining 100,000 yuan will be used as commission.

If you and I master and apprentice divide it half and half, then each of us is fifty thousand. If we can make small profits but quick turnover, then we will have enough money to buy promotion materials."

Veroni was slightly stunned when she heard this, and it wasn't until Alison waved her hand in front of her eyes and called her name that she came back to her senses.

"Complete sequence?" Veroni's face turned red with excitement.

Alison nodded and then stretched out two fingers, "Two."

"Oh my god!" Veroni was so excited when she heard this that she covered her eyes in her chest to prevent them from escaping. "What sequence are these two of yours?"

"Tyrant, leader." Alison looked at Veroni full of hope.

"One is a scourge to the world, and the other is a scourge to the empire?" Veroni was immediately discouraged when she heard this, and covered her forehead, "I'm dizzy, please let me slow down for a while."

"Isn't it easy to get rid of it?" Alison sighed upon seeing this.

In the past, she had no choice but to take it. Now that she has a mentor, she wants to sell it at a good price.

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"I'll give it a try." Veroni raised her head and looked at Alison, "There is no shortage of people in the world who have deep hatred for the world and the empire."

"That's good." Alison breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"But generally such people are poor," Veronie added.

"Teacher, I'm also dizzy. I went out to take a breath and complete the tasks you assigned."

Alison can't feel this reversal, the gap is too big.

She opened the window, then her figure flashed, turned into a golden eagle and flew out.

Under the leadership of Baron Salin, in a village not far away, several cultists were roasting a woman, and the farmers around were dancing. The screams of the woman being roasted were like music, and the farmers danced along with it.

Very cheerful.

It’s not that no one thinks this is cruel, but whoever dares to raise an opinion will die.

In this world of extraordinary power, a peasant is like a weed. No matter whether it is a lord or a robber, he will fall down if he is pressed against it.

"Chirp~" Above the flames, a golden eagle circled down and turned into a girl when she was in the flames. She put down the woman on the grill, then held a mallet and worshiped the three

Beat up the cultists.

"Bang bang bang~"

[Acquire three copies of the Fire Worshiper’s spirituality, and you can draw void cards]

Flowers bloomed on three sides, and the cultists slowly fell down. Alison took back the baseball bat and looked around, and saw that the dancing farmers were stunned.

"I am the secret guard of Baron Sarin. Are these three cultists the only ones here?" Alison asked.

Perhaps everything was too sudden and the farmers did not react for a while.

"Just tell me quickly. I'm on a rush. If you don't tell me, I'll leave soon, and you guys will still be bullied." Alison frowned.

"There's another one! He's sleeping in the village!" the roasted woman screamed.

"Yeah." Alison nodded, untied the woman's rope and ran towards the village. After a while, she came back dragging a fat man who was beaten to death and asked the woman, "Is this it?"

"Yes, he has a nose ring." He nodded, then fell to the ground and said weakly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Alison walked up to the woman, picked up the golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on her body. "This is for treating knife wounds. I don't know if it will work."

However, the woman may have exhausted her vitality long ago. After saying thank you, she disappeared.

Alison looked at the woman and sighed slightly, then reached into the void and pulled out the first card, and saw a flaming cartoon pumpkin appearing on it.

Are pumpkins slow to sell recently? Boss, remember to pay for them.

Card:Alchemist's Forge

Introduction: In the year of great disaster, if you throw in a pair of cotton pants and a woman, you can smelt five kilograms of millet.

Ability: Add two different things and close the lid to get a new thing.

From: Volcano Hell

Alison looked at the above introduction and couldn't help but sigh slightly. As a fake magician, she should have had a furnace of her own long ago.

She put the card into the dark space, looked at the dead woman in silence, and said to the farmers who had just recovered their spirits, "Bury it."

"Chirp~"

Alison spread her wings and flew away, rushing to the next village. Along the way, she used bats, burning pumpkin heads, or even ordinary fireballs to eliminate evil. While she was lamenting the emergence of cults, she was surprised at the cults.

Weird and fragile.

Lizard Gang, Eye Titan, Evil Bat, Forbidden Apple, Midnight Skeleton, Wriggling Worm

A strong local style is coming, and some are even directly organized by the villagers themselves.

And the cards she drew are also weird, including agile prosthetic legs, a large number of eyeballs that change seasons, a flock of bat-headed pigeons, an opaque magic mirror, a skinny night guard, and fine fish food.

It wasn't until she came to Simon's Knights Territory, which she had been away from for a long time, that she encountered a decent scene, where the lights were brightly lit and the atmosphere was lively.

The blacksmiths in Baron Town were building weapons there overnight, and the merchants were constantly encouraging people. The sons of nearly a thousand ancient laws were sitting on the ground, shouting from time to time to restore their past lives. A group of professionals who exuded a dark aura were hiding in the periphery, focusing on this uninvited guest.

Immediately, half of the professionals took a breath of air-conditioning.

Why is she here?

Although Alison is relatively low-key, she has still been spotted in some famous scenes.

For example, the Simon family’s tomb-opening ceremony.

For example, the gathering of professionals in the town of Janik.

Among the professionals opposite, there were many survivors from that time.

What an honor it was to suddenly see this girl in a red cloak.

"Hello madam, are you here to participate in the Garden of Eden?" The shadow assassin surrounded by a shadow ran over first and asked excitedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to quell the rebellion." Alison.

Click~

The Shadow Assassin felt that his heart suddenly broke, and he stood there for a moment not knowing what to say.

"Are you a traitor?" Alison looked at the familiar figure and asked, "I really can't bear to do it."

"I'm not, I just have light here, so I'll make do with it." The Shadow Assassin waved his hands quickly, then turned to his companion behind him and said, "I just remembered that there are two orders in the city that are about to expire.

You have to go to work and take a step first."

The shadow assassin turned into a shadow and disappeared as he spoke.

"Have the association's chandelier candles not been blown out?" the dark druid with green eyes said, and then walked outside. When he met Alison, he nodded, and then left calmly.

"My lover is giving birth to a child."

"My lover carried the baby behind my back"

"I want to have a baby"

As the two were proofing, a group of professionals in the dark suddenly had their own problems. This made some other professionals who didn't know Alison also feel that something was wrong, so they fled the scene one after another.

"Hey! What's going on!" When the businessman saw the professionals leaving, he immediately led the escort team to chase them, but was stopped by Alison.

"Are you traitors? I'm here to quell the rebellion." Alison looked at the thousands of people who slowly stood up and walked towards this side, "You are surrounded."

"Counter rebellion? Why?" The businessman was furious when he heard this. "Those nobles are squeezing us and making it difficult for us to live. What's wrong with us returning to our old life?"

"Not good." Alison shook her head slightly, "I know a visionary who used 80% of his finances to rent a community to accommodate low-class people who are not favored by society, such as beggars and scavengers.

, thieves, stepdaughters, slaves, they tried to build an ideal utopia where everyone worked, there was no oppression, children could read, there was perfect medical care, and then two months later, they went bankrupt.”
To be continued...