After much hesitation, Weir decided to hide these ten Playboy books that no one knew about in his rattan backpack, and hid the knight's training book in his arms, ready to go back and read it carefully to see if he could become a knight.

The rattan box was carefully arranged. In order to prevent discovery, Weir also very carefully wrapped ten copies of Playboy in an old piece of clothing and put them into the rattan box.

After handling everything, Weir carefully walked out of the basement, put the cotton coat and quilt back into place, and closed the cabinet. After careful inspection and finding that there were no omissions, Weir thought of the knowledge that the God of Wisdom needed.

It seems that there are still some books in the family. I wonder if the things my mother taught me when I was young can be sacrificed? Anyway, the books on the knowledge of sacrifice will not be lost, and others will not know about it. I can still gain contribution points. No matter how you look at it, it is a good idea.

Idea. And I learned from the agent elf that I can continue to enable other functions of the apostle, and I can also use contribution points to expand the apostle space.

When he thought that he was also a person with spatial ability, Weir suddenly felt so confident and motivated that he just screamed and rushed forward. With cheerful steps, Weir walked into the study. Although there was no one else at home, who knew his father,

Mother, will my sister appear suddenly? It would be better to lock the door.

"Ding~, I found ordinary documents that have certain sacrificial value. Please confirm whether to contribute." Weir took out a thick "General History of the Continent" and held it in his hand. As expected, the pendant amulet on his chest sounded a beep. Weir didn't even want to think about it directly.

Select Confirm.

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a copy of "General History of the Continent", published by Karst Kingdom, the fourth ordinary version, and received two contribution points. Please continue to work hard." The voice of the agent elf was as dull as ever, but this time it was just a gain.

But Weir was not very satisfied. Such a thick book "General History of the Continent" actually only had two contributions.

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a copy of "The Glory of the Goddess", which was published by the Church of the Dawn Goddess of the Karst Kingdom. He received three contribution points. Please continue to work hard."

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a copy of "The Glory of Karst Kingdom", which was published by Karst Kingdom. I have received a little bit of contribution. Please continue to work hard."

"Ding~, trainee apostle Weir contributed a copy of "The Upbringing of a Lady" to be published by Karst Kingdom. I have received a little bit of contribution. Please continue to work hard."

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a copy of "The Legend of the Knight King" to Karst Kingdom Publishing. He received two contribution points. Please continue to work hard."

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a copy of "One Hundred Choices of Coffee" to be published by Karst Kingdom. I have received a little bit of contribution. Please continue to work hard."

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a book called "Ninety-nine Details to Make a Perfect Gentleman", published by Karst Kingdom. I have received a little bit of contribution, please continue to work hard."

"Ding~, Trainee Apostle Weir contributed a copy of "National Geographic - Karst Kingdom Style", which was published by Karst Kingdom. He received two contribution points. Please continue to work hard."

...

In the study room, Weir kept extracting books, opening them, contributing them, checking their contribution points, putting the books back to their original places, then extracting new books, opening them, contributing them, checking their contribution points, and putting them back to their original places.

In this cycle, Weir is never tired of watching his contribution points continue to increase. Although the books at home are limited, it took a thirteen-year-old child a lot of time to contribute dozens of books, and he gained a lot.

It's also quite good, with a total of eighty-nine contribution points.

"What should we do?" Weir was hesitant. To enable the redemption function, you need one hundred contribution points. He only has eighty-nine. There is no specific contribution point requirement for expanding the apostle space. The more you have, the more you can redeem, and the less you have.

Touching the knight training method in his arms, Weir gritted his teeth and exchanged all the contribution points for the apostle space. Suddenly, a small piece of the apostle space was added, and three animal skin rolls got into it.

Now he could rest assured that he would not be discovered. Weir sat down on the chair and took out a book to kill his boring time, but suddenly he heard a strange voice coming from behind. Could it be that his father was back?

Weir suddenly jumped up, and a copy of "The Glory of the Goddess" was lying half-open on the desk.

Where Weir couldn't see, a long black snake quietly emerged from the ceiling and slid along the wall to the ground. The black head was raised high and in the blink of an eye it transformed into a bald middle-aged man with a thin body.

The hands have strange patterns, like snake scales that are looming.

The bald man opened the cabinet, threw the cotton clothes and quilt aside, opened the wooden partition and got into the basement. On an ornamental tree in the corner of the living room, a small white bead appeared at some point. The small bead seemed to be affected by something.

A gap slowly opened and turned into an eyeball.

The bald man quickly returned to the living room, carrying a rattan box on his back. As soon as he entered the living room, his whole body trembled, and his eyes like a poisonous snake suddenly turned to the ornamental tree, "The lackeys of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, you are really careful."

A black light was shot casually, and the small white beads made a soft "click" sound when hit by the black light, and then fell apart and turned into dust all over the sky.

The bald man did not dare to stay. Since he had been exposed, there was nothing to hide. He quickly walked to the window, opened the window, jumped and walked quickly into the back garden. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the front door of Declan's house.

Two Temple Knights have appeared.

The bald man was very grateful for his caution. The Goddess Church did not give up and still arranged people here. However, he was more skilled and the Book of Wisdom finally fell into his hands.

I quietly climbed over the high wall, and just as I landed, I saw two figures swaying in the flower bush next door.

Shit! How could you be so unlucky?!

The two men and women were enjoying the pleasure of the private meeting while paying attention to everything around them. By chance, they saw a big shiny head turning over from the wall. Before the bald man could move, the sharp and piercing screams were already far away.

spread.

Will heard the knock on the door and saw the basement door being opened. He opened the door and saw two temple knights who just met today, "My friend Will. Brother Declan, have you noticed anything unusual happening?"

"

Wall walked directly past Weir and walked into the living room. His eyes turned and saw the powder under the ornamental tree, the cabinet that was too late to clean up, and the entrance to the passage under the cabinet.

"Are you cleaning? It doesn't look like much. If you don't mind asking us to go down and take a look." Ken, a more mature middle-aged temple knight, pointed at the entrance to the basement. Although Will didn't know why, he nodded instinctively.

, the three people walked in quickly, this time no oil lamp was needed, Ken held a ball of white light in his hand to lead the way.

Seeing Weir's doubtful gaze, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Wall's mouth: "Man, that is the brilliance of the Goddess of Dawn, the divine magic of the Temple Knights. It can break the darkness and illuminate our way forward. In fact, I can occasionally release it,

real."

The basement was not big, and the things were not obviously messy. Ken swung his sword to cut off a small poisonous snake and glanced around, "Kid Wei, please confirm as soon as possible whether anything valuable has been lost. Someone just invaded here.

, is an evil wizard."

"Wizard?!" Weir couldn't help but exclaimed. He looked around and his eyes fell on the place where he hid his things. The rattan box placed there was missing.

Ten copies of Playboy were stolen? Thank God, Weir couldn't help but admire in his heart. Before he could speak, a familiar voice from behind sounded: "Damn it, who is it? Who stole our family's knight?"

Cultivation method?!"

"Knight training method?" Wall couldn't help but exclaimed, and Florette Declan's whole body exploded with momentum, like a beast that chooses and devours people.

"Yes, I have hidden the ancestral knight training method of our Declan family here. Damn it, who is it? How could he know the existence of the knight training method?!"

"Can you tell me what you were doing just now?" Ken asked Weir after confirming the scene, "Of course, powerful temple knight, I have been in the study just now."
Chapter completed!