Regarding Charles' explanation, the other Templar Knights looked at each other, nodding with agreement in their eyes.

"Come on, let's continue, I'll teach you how to use the shield."

Orell still looked a little dissatisfied. Charl didn't care. It was not easy to subdue a little guy. The gutter capsized? The chances were less than one in ten thousand. He waved to the trainee warrior calmly.

This time Orell seemed very cautious. He first restrained the anger on his face, began to calm down, and stared at the weakness exposed by Charles in his position.

But then not only Orell frowned, but even the third-level Templar Knights who were watching the training around them showed a solemn look.

"Um?"

The head of the knight on the high platform of the training ground moved his eyebrows and a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This Holy Admiral is never simple. He just stands up, but he can't find a flaw in his defense. It can be described as impenetrable. If he only looks at the priest level and ignores his on-site combat experience, he is afraid that his opponent will be in trouble.

Looking at Oreal who was gradually losing patience, Knight Harber shook his head. He had to deal with the old adventurer who had to be older than him. This child was still too young.

Orell circled around Charles for a few times, and couldn't help but hold his sword and swept over. Charles took the initiative this time, took a step forward, and slapped Orell's waist with the round shield put on his left arm.

"Bang."

A dull sound came out, like hitting a sandbag.

The dozen or so boys behind Orell turned their heads, unable to bear to see him being slapped away by a shield.

"Did you see it? Who told you that the shield can only be used for defense? The opponent is looking for your defense flaws, and you can also look for his flaws. When the opponent launches an attack, it is often the time when his flaws are the biggest."

"And then, just give him a 'shield hit', won't the winner be decided?"

Charle put away the big round shield, glanced at the blonde boy lying on the ground, put the round shield back into the weapon stand, nodded to the Knight Harbour on the platform, and left the training ground.

Submit training missions with High Priest Lucia in the Temple Hall.

"[Ogma's Temple - Daily Mission Training] (Completed)."

“Get 100 experience.”

“Shrine Contribution Value +5.”

The experience given by daily tasks is almost negligible. What Charles really cares about is the temple contribution value. This thing is omnipotent. After accumulating to a certain value, he can exchange money and equipment for the temple, hire temple knights, and even gain a high position in the church of gods and take charge of a great temple.

“Pastor Lv2(981/2000).”

“49.05%…”

Looking at the experience slot in the attribute bar, Charles took a deep breath and continued to take on several daily tasks with High Priest Lucia.

Level 3 is a hurdle.

After upgrading to level 3, the casting profession can officially master the more terrifying second-ring spells, and physical melee professions such as warriors, monks, and wanderers can also learn more combat abilities.

But putting aside these things, the most important thing is that when the profession level is upgraded to level three, players can choose one more specialty.

Charles made every effort to reach level 3 today. So for the whole morning, he spent the whole morning busy and finally increased the upgrade progress bar to 80% by noon.

When he was about to continue to take on the mission with High Priest Lucia, the temple master shook his head and said, "Sorry, Pastor Charles, there is nothing in the temple that needs your help today."

“…”

What else could Charles say, but he could only say goodbye with a wry smile.

If it were in the neighbor's Sun Temple, there were more than a dozen tasks every day, I'm afraid it would be snatched away when the temple opened. The temple also has indigenous believers, and they can also compete with players for these tasks.

Openness, freedom, tends toward the real world, and competition is always naked.

After walking out of the temple, Charles was a little confused for a moment. He had basically been buried in the library and the alchemy laboratory this month, and had not explored many plot tasks.

Now his mission panel is only hanged with the tasks issued by the old mage Haishizi.

"Go and see Kaixi first."

After making a brief stamp, Charles moved out of the temple area and headed towards the noble area east of Susal.

There seemed to be a regent from the ancestors of the Carol family, so although the ancestral home where Kaixi lived was located on the edge of the noble area and built along the mountain, it was easy to find.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Charles knocked on the door of the manor with mottled color marks. After a while, an old woman with white hair opened the door and asked, "May I ask you..."

"I am Miss Keshi's friend, Charles."

"Is she here?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then welcomed Charles into the living room of the manor and then turned into the backyard.

Charles looked at the ancient hall.

The precious carpets, oil paintings hanging on the walls, and antiques displayed in the cabinets all show the wealth of the Carol family. Speaking of which, as the only bloodline of the Carol family, Kexi, a noble lady, was strong and studious, otherwise Charles would not have met her in the library.

Not long after, a faint sound of footsteps came from the side door of the hall.

A weak woman wearing a sable fur coat and wrapped in thick clothes with a trace of sickness and pale complexion walked into the hall with the help of the old servant.

"Shar..."

The woman's ears were a little pointed, as if she had a faint elf blood. Her blonde hair was as loose as a waterfall and her bright sapphire eyes looked at Charles in surprise.

"Miss Kexi, are you?"

Shire frowned. He keenly felt that the woman's breath was insufficient in her words, and she was obviously forcing her sick body.

"It snowed heavily a few days ago. I didn't pay attention when I was reading a book and I was suffering from cold. I was just a minor illness. I just recovered for a while." Kaixi said embarrassedly.

The old servant helped her to a chair and sat down, and then carefully covered her with a layer of cashmere blanket.

"A small illness?" Charles was silent and looked at the woman deeply and said, "Kaixi, if you still regard me as a friend, don't deceive me with such a clumsy lie."

"If it is an ordinary cold disease, you can ask any priest from the temple to take action and cast a three-ring spell to ‘remove the disease’ and it can be easily cured."

Shire exposes the lies of the beautiful noble lady and says indifferently: "As a priest, I can feel the ever-passing vitality in your body!"

"This is not an ordinary disease, but an evil curse!"

These words were not exaggerated or groundless. Charles did see the black light constantly coming out of the noble lady's head, which was the dark aura unique to the priests of the evil camp.

Kathy is most likely targeted by a powerful evil priest!

Charles stared at the noble lady in the seat seriously, waiting for her explanation.

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PS: The contract has been issued.
Chapter completed!