Chapter 44 Magical Saint - Kelly

Saint?

Could it be that Cook was fooled by himself? The saint was just a matter of a word from him. Having a saint would only help him attract more believers and there is no benefit in it.

"Okay, just come find me after you've chosen one."

Richard curled his lips, thinking that all the benefits would be his anyway.

In less than a day, Cook mobilized the Qinghe tribe, and more than a thousand people began to pray to the Tiger God.

Richard couldn't help but show joy when he looked at his surging power of faith.

In less than half a month, he would be able to absorb the divine power crystal in his hand.

The primary levels of professionals are just a simple superposition of power. One crystal of divine power can promote the Tiger God to a second-level magical beast, and Richard's spiritual power can reach the third level, so he is fully prepared to be promoted to a third-level wizard.

Thinking that he could be promoted to a third-level wizard in just half a month, isn't that too fast? Although there are also talented wizards in Jeff Kingdom who have been promoted to legendary wizards at a young age, the upgrade speed of these people is getting slower and slower.

It took me four years to be promoted from a wizard apprentice to a first-level wizard, but now I am upgrading faster and faster, which is definitely unreasonable in the eyes of others.

However, there is no way out.

Richard suddenly thought of someone, that was Margaret.

Margaret is also a wizard, but every time they meet, Richard cannot sense the wizard aura on her. She must have magical equipment that can cover up the wizard aura.

However, this kind of "special effect" magic equipment is definitely not cheap.

Richard also needs to think carefully about how to impress her.

……

Cook was not only quick in recruiting believers for the hunting sect, but also in organizing the selection of the saint.

In just half a day, Cook had recruited more than thirty candidates for the Saint.

When Richard saw this, he could only say that the Saint was unsalable and asked for help.

Having said that, Richard still did not keep everyone. Elsa would definitely be unhappy if she knew that her saint was so worthless.

Richard first used magic to check the magical talents of these saint candidates.

"Ok?"

"Is there a real surprise?"

Richard actually discovered that one of the saint candidates had a talent for magic.

Even if this saint candidate cannot be promoted to a wizard in her lifetime and is only a wizard apprentice, I can still entrust her with the work of processing some magical materials.

Richard remained calm and used magic to test all the candidates for the goddess. Unfortunately, magical talent is not a wholesale commodity, and even in the wizarding world, one has to be selected from a thousand.

In this plane, magical talent is even rarer.

In short, Richard had struck gold.

Richard asked the Saint candidate who had magical talent, "What's your name?"

The candidate for the saint had dry and yellow hair, was extremely skinny, and looked malnourished.

"My name is Kelly."

"From now on, you are a saint." Richard looked at her and said.

Kaidi was a little stunned. After a while, he hummed.

Cook saw that Richard had chosen the Saint, although he was not very satisfied with this candidate, he knew that his goal had been achieved. He then had Kelly taken away, saying that she needed to be dealt with.

If Cook remembered correctly, this Kelly was the daughter of the poorest family in the Qinghe tribe. Her father was injured while hunting and had been bedridden for years, and the family lived in great financial difficulty.

Unexpectedly, Richard would choose her to be the saint.

However, he also saw the magic that Richard had just detected, and knew that Richard's choice of her as the saint was definitely not without purpose.

As for Kelly's parents, I have to be careful from now on.

After selecting the saint, Cook instructed his men to take Richard to cast rapid growth on the remaining fertile land.

Then, Cook took Kelly, who had dressed up, to find his parents' residence.

I saw a lady with half-white hair sitting on a stone bench, the skin on her hands was cracked, she was weaving a bamboo basket with bamboo strips. The man on the bed was covered with tattered animal skin, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Master Chief?"

The man on the bed noticed Cook and Kelly first and cried out in surprise.

He knew that the Qinghe tribe had recently been short of food, and the chief was worried. This morning, he suddenly said that there was a Tiger God who could solve the food problem and asked everyone in the tribe to believe in the Tiger God. He obeyed the order, and even recommended his daughter to the chief to help the Tiger God select a saint.

His thoughts were very simple. Since the Tiger God could solve the food problem, there must be no shortage of food.

If my daughter is chosen as a saint, she will definitely not starve like she does at home.

"Jeremy, I have good news for you. Your daughter has been chosen as a saint."

"Really?"

Cook looked at Jeremy's surprised expression and couldn't help but think that he was lucky.

"Of course it's true. Lord Tiger God personally selected your daughter from more than 30 candidates for the Holy Maiden. Your family will have a good life in the future."

As Cook spoke, he asked his men to bring in two bags of grain, which he had taken out from his own share.

"Master Chief, how can this be appropriate? This is what we should do."

Jeremy said politely, but was immediately interrupted by the woman weaving bamboo baskets.

"You don't want it, but your daughter does. It doesn't matter if you go hungry, but you can't let your daughter go hungry with you."

As he said that, he took the two bags of food and held the back of his head towards Jeremy. Jeremy felt a little ashamed. He was paralyzed due to an injury during hunting, and the family relied on his wife to run the family. Even his daughter was very thin due to malnutrition.

Cook looked at this scene, not knowing what to feel in his heart, but just nodded and said: "That's right."

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On the other side, most of the people in the Qinghe tribe followed Richard to the fertile fields with doubts.

But before long, they were stunned by the "miracle" of Richard's rapid growth, followed by cheers that reached the sky.

"Long live Lord Tiger God."

"Now we don't have to worry about food."

Richard looked at the people cheering and couldn't help but feel a headache. The Qinghe tribe had more than a thousand acres of fertile land, and Richard's rapid growth could only cover an area of ​​four or five acres. All in all, he would have to cast the spell at least two hundred times.

Even if he had been promoted to a Warcraft, he couldn't do it in less than a month.

However, Richard was thinking wrongly. He only needed to cast a spell to harvest some of the crops to alleviate the food crisis of the Qinghe tribe. There was no need to cast a spell to make all the fertile fields grow quickly.

"By the way, remember to give some of the food to the Tiger Tribe."

Richard asked them to keep the food not for eating. The Tiger Tribe lived in the mountains, but it was not impossible for them to reclaim wasteland. With their own magic, they did not have to worry about not growing food.