Not long after, a rhythmic knock on the door interrupted the thoughts of Lance, who was thinking about the future life plan in the Goblin Killer World, and attracted his attention to the other side of the door.

"Here you come."

As he said that, Lance put the magic book aside - after all, the miracle of this world, magic is something that is paid attention to by gods, so even a magic book of magic creation level is better if it can not activate the excess function or not activate the excess function.

Who knows if the number of uses will attract the attention of the gods after they are used too much?

After all, the opponent is a god and a group of boring guys. Who knows what kind of mess they will do when they are bored.

This is why he did not perform other space operations after taking out the magic book and continued to wear wet clothes.

It is not just for the sake of making a sacrifice that will inevitably come after deception.

"Ka."

The door opened, and there was indeed a young female priest holding a male costume standing outside. She looked peaceful and said to Lance with a smile: "Mr. Lance, this is the clothes that the Saint asked me to send you. Try it and see if it fits."

"Please trouble you." Lance took the clothes and said.

"Come in first."

After saying that, regardless of whether the priest would enter the house, he opened the door and returned to the room. Then he quickly took off his coat and exposed the black spider silk suit covered by the coat.

As a magic clothing made of magic silk spinning from the women of the Spider Clan in the alien world, it not only has a simple and invulnerable function, but also can be waterproof and fireproof to a certain extent. This is the fundamental reason why Lance has been wearing wet clothes and never takes off.

Otherwise, even if his physique is far beyond ordinary people, he may not be able to get sick, fever or cold under the wrapping of wet clothes.

Then Lance unfolded the clothes sent by the young priest and put them on his body quickly.

Not to mention, it really fits well.

Although the style is quite strange, he looks like a supporting actor in the MORPG game against the backdrop of his outfit.

"Thank you, it's very fit." Lance, who had put on his clothes and felt much more comfortable, turned his head and turned to face the door when he was probably taking off his clothes. He said with his back to his young nun.

"Just fit. Then, please give me the dirty clothes you changed. I'll take them to the bathroom to clean them up by the nanny there." The young priest turned around, his cheeks still blushed.

"Then I'll trouble you." Lance didn't hesitate and handed over his clothes.

Anyway, it is an ordinary clothing cut with ordinary fabric, so there is no need to worry that it will expose any hidden information that belongs to him.

"Then please rest, if you have any questions, you can go to the garden beside you to find me." The priest took the clothes and said.

"Okay." After a pause, Lance quickly asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"..." The young priest said his name, but he did not stop. He left the room with Lance's dirty clothes and disappeared from Lance's sight.

"It's very cute." Lance couldn't help but chuckled when he saw this.

...

After more than half an hour, the new knock on the door rang again.

Lance got up and stepped forward to open the door.

No one else outside, after Lance officially arrived in this world, the first human being he saw was also the first woman - the Saint of Sword, Alicia.

But unlike when we met before, the Saint of Sword brought the certificate that she would be called the Saint of Sword by the outside world - Libra Sword. The body of a sword is slender, and the length of the hilt is almost half as tall as the Saint herself. It is matched with the Libra decoration at the sword hole, which gives people a feeling of a scepter of order, more than a weapon of murderous weapons.

Obviously, he was ready to learn about his information openly and honestly with Lance.

"Are you finished washing?" Lance made the way open and smiled at the saint who walked in naturally.

"Thank you for your concern, I've finished taking a shower." The saint replied calmly.

"What do you want to talk to me this time?" asked Lance, who took the door and walked into the room.

"I want to know more about Mr. Lance." The saint stood in the room, looking blind, looking like a blind man, but he looked like an ordinary person with intact eyes, chasing Lance's figure.

"What about?" Lance sat on the bed and asked with a smile.

"I want to know all the information about Mr. Lance's origin and identity, why did he appear in the clean room, and how did he enter the Supreme Temple." The saint responded.

"Then if I say, I took a big risk because I admire you and wanted to have something I like with you, and invaded the interior of the temple through the underground drainage system, and by chance, I found the clean room, would you believe it?" Lance asked with a smile.

"Underground drainage system..." The saint frowned when she heard this, and fell silent for a moment.

Lance could understand this. After all, the underground drainage system of the Water Capital is a place where there are great secrets. Not only did she raise an apostle, a giant crocodile of the imperial crocodile level that was called a dragon in this world, but in fact, it was the real earth that was equivalent to the ancient Cretaceous period, survived in the waterway of the underground drainage system, let alone her arrested her to eliminate her mental fear and her shadow. The goblin she wanted to study was also arranged there.

If this is discovered by outsiders, it will not be a trivial matter.

Although the Saint was confident that no one could associate the existence of the Goblin with her, it did not prevent her from feeling panic and guilty about it.

"Where is your identity, Mr. Lance?" The saint who had been silent for a moment and adjusted his emotions asked again.

"Alchemist." Lance replied with a smile.

This profession also exists in the world of Goblin Killer, but it is not as famous and important as adventurers or other worlds. It is a profession that exists in the background board. Its greatest value is to help adventurers produce life potions, physical potions and other plays.

As for the blue potion... the magic in this world has been limited by God. What can you do if you have blue? If the number of times is gone, it will be useless if you have blue too many times.

So nothing like this was made.

But some other messy ones appeared—

For example, boilers may improve the speed and quality of metal smelting, and are convenient facilities that look like scientific creations, have been created, and have even been used by some small vendors with flexible minds, turning them into stall tools.

So the alchemist is a profession that sounds great in the world of Goblin killers, but in fact it is very grassroots and inconspicuous. It is not paid attention to by God, yearn for ordinary people, and is pitiful.
Chapter completed!