Night.

On the road from Ayalotis to Osgilia, there were always a lot of vehicles coming and going, but due to the attack of necromantic creatures, the people panicked and did not dare to rush at night. However, at this time, there was still a convoy walking alone on the road, and I don't know what these people thought. Several cars in the convoy were ordinary, but one of them was so eye-catching that it could illuminate the road without having to hang up a gas lamp. On closer inspection, the carriage was painted white, with expensive silk curtains on both sides, and a golden arabesque pattern on all sides. The horses pulling the cart were two white horses without a trace of stray hair from beginning to end, with a calm demeanor and a calm gait, although they were not horses, but they were very popular with the lady and lady, so the price was not cheap. Its materials, craftsmanship, and horses are all excellent, and it is worth thousands of gold coins, which is not something that ordinary people can afford to sit on. The coachman seemed to know this, and sat straight in his position, like a general.

If you look inside the car, you will feel more noble as the owner. The white gems containing the power of holiness are used as wall lamps and inlaid in the carriage, looking at the lighting effect, it is probably blessed by the bishop-level figure [Illumination], this kind of thing cannot be bought with money. The rich white bear fur is used as a carpet for people to trample on. The parking space is covered with mattresses and cushions, and it is soft, even if you hit it with a hammer, it will bounce back in the next second, right? There was also a small oak barrel in the carriage, and in the barrel was a vintage Orquilla red wine, the lid of which had flown out of nowhere, allowing the aroma of the wine to come out of the bottle.

There was only one man sitting in the carriage. He was dressed in a bishop's robe, but he seemed to have just come out of a masquerade, and he still wore a red butterfly mask on his face, and only his seductive kissing thick lips and clean pointed chin could be seen; His face was reddish, his chest was stained with wine, his collar was unbuttoned, his hands were on the barrel, and he was smiling, and he reclined on his seat, and he didn't know how much wine he had drunk to become this virtue. He didn't look like a clergyman, but like a drunkard.

in another carriage.

Compared to the one just now, the decoration here is much simpler, and there are no lights. The four priests sat facing each other, each thinking about his own thoughts, and was silent for a long time.

One of them suddenly sighed: "Alas, how long do you have to go?" ”

The other priest took out the map, compared it in the faint moonlight, and said, "I will settle in a small town tonight, and I will go to Osgilia tomorrow night." ”

"What, to settle down? What if Master Pluto refuses to leave? From Ayalotis to Oskiria, a seven-day journey, we walked for almost half a month, damn it—" As soon as the priest by the window blurted out, he kept making crosses on his chest: "Lord, forgive me for my rudeness......"

"It's all right, Master Pluto is very drunk tonight, and when he wakes up, he's already on his way to Osgilia - there's no way he'll go back and stay another night, right?! We just need to use the excuse that the adults are sick and deal with the visitors. With that, the priest reluctantly drew a cross: "Lord, forgive me for the lies I am about to tell......

The four of them sighed in unison, with a face full of "gods or devils, let's find someone to save me."

"By the way, if you say, 'Your Excellency is sick,' will others believe it?" A priest who seems to have never deceived people since he was a child, frowned and asked his companion.

"I guess so." My companion and he are all the way, and I am not very sure about this. "Isn't Pooh just sick? ……”

"yes...... It's a pity that Pooh sacrificed ......" sacrificed people to the sacrificial way.

"He must have returned to Heaven and slept in the bosom of the Lord." Companion Dao. All four celebrated Mass and prayed for Bishop Pooh to rest in peace.

After another thirty minutes of walking, I finally saw the town.

The priests took out the identification cards issued by the Lu Yin and the cardinal, and explained their intentions to the guards, and they were immediately very welcome. Gao Fei, the commander of the second battalion of the Thundercloud Independent Regiment, claimed to be leading the team to protect the bishop, and immediately accompanied the team, wanting to take the priests to the guest room prepared in advance to rest. When the rich people of the town heard of this, they all rushed to get close to the new bishop, the savior, but were politely rejected by the priests. There are people who are not happy at the moment.

On the side of the gorgeous carriage, a middle-aged man who was so fat that he could be sent directly to the slaughterhouse said, "Please come to my house as a guest, Lord Bishop!" I'm the president of the Chamber of Commerce—"

Another man with a sharp beak rushed to push him away, grabbed the handlebar and shouted, "I am the clerk of this town, and I have a little reputation in the local area, and my family's banquet will not be rude to the bishop!" ”

The sacrificials' bodies were not strong in the first place, and they became small boats in the wind and waves under the push of everyone, and their faces were all the color of pig liver, and they were not sure when they would vomit out. As they were torn between two sides, the door creaked open, and the Bishop stepped down with a serious expression. His eyes burned and shone like a lamp in a sea of suffering; His face was almost perfect, like an angel coming down from the clouds. A faint light emanated from behind him, and he was like the opener of the gate to heaven.

People are crazy.

"Your Excellency, aren't you ......" The priests were shocked - weren't you lying in the car like a drunken unconscious dog like a dead dog?!

Bishop Pluto waved his hand solemnly, signaling the priests not to speak. He looked around at the celebrities of the town and said word by word, "You are all guilty. ”

"What?!" The celebrities exclaimed.

As soon as they heard the bishop's words, the priests bowed their heads in contemplation, with a look of suffering, sorrow, and anguish on their faces.

"You are all guilty." Repeating this earth-shattering phrase again, Bishop Pluto sighed: "I see that your hiccups and sins are growing like the serpents of hell, but you are not aware of it. Hiccup, it is because you are sinners that the Lord sends undead creatures to punish you. Not only that, but you, Hiccup, will not be able to enter Heaven after death, but will only be with the devil for eternity, hiccup, and perish at the Final Judgment. ”

"Has the Lord forsaken us?! ......" A half-aged dressed in fancy clothes sighed, and she was about to faint, but because no one helped her, she kept a quiet posture, and the "ah" in her mouth was not completely "ah", and she was waiting for a gentleman to lend a hand.

The priests once again had a variety of expressions on their faces, and their heads twisted to the side.

"No!"

Bishop Pluto was already in the wind and the instrument was lofty, and this drink was even more imposing, which intimidated everyone in the panic. Under everyone's gaze, he pulled out a stack of paper with an unknown print on it from the sleeve of his robe, and said in an unfathomable tone: "The Lord is merciful. His power is all-pervasive, His spirit is non-existent, his hiccups, his all-pervasiveness—He has given me the task of washing away all sinners from their sins! You can see clearly, this is the 'indulgence'! Just give me the money that symbolizes sin, and you will receive 'indulgences' and be liberated from sin, hiccup, and deliverance!" Yes! You have a chance to ascend to Heaven! ”

Celebrities are ecstatic. The half-aged was not busy fainting, and asked eagerly, "Is it the more money spent-"

"Ma'am, be careful with your words. It's not 'spending,' it's 'for' the Lord. Belch. Bishop Pluto reminded with a slight displeasure.

"Yes, yes, is it true that the more money you give to the Lord, the less sin you will have?" The half-aged were afraid that Bishop Pluto would be displeased, so they threw away a few winks.

Bishop Pluto opened his arms, and the holy light on him was abundant, and bursts of chants resounded in the void. He shouted, "Yes! If you give enough money, the Lord will wash away your sin! When you die, you can enter the wonderful kingdom of heaven and never be bothered by sickness, old age, or death again! ”

"I want it!" "I want it too!" "I'll go home and get the money, please wait for me!" "My lord! Why don't you go to my house for dinner? Please be sure to enjoy your face! "My lord, come to my house!"

The priests hid their faces and slipped aside. If they look at it any further, they are afraid that their faith will be shaken.

"Don't worry, the Lord is merciful and equal to all, and everyone has a chance! Hiccup, one by one! "In the white light, Bishop Pluto seemed so holy, so loving, so ...... Divine sticks.

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Orquila, Oorgillia, military camp outside the city.

Stitch, the commander of the Thundercloud Independent Regiment, although he has always appeared as an unruly wild boy in the eyes of the military elders, he is very trusted in front of his subordinates, because he sleeps in the barracks most of the time, and he never returns home for a few days throughout the year. At this time, he was also lying on his back on the bed, snoring very loudly (thanks to him, the guards on night outside the tent would never be lazy and nap).

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his upper body was already sitting up. He scratched his scalp and said with palpitations: "Why do I always think that I will be unlucky these days?" …… Is there a plague god who is preparing to come? ……”

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After looking at the town that was suddenly full of noise for a while, a figure swayed and walked. There was a thin layer of fire on his body, but the fire was black, and only the grass around him was burned. His eyes are resentful, and he doesn't know what kind of hatred he has in his heart to have such eyes. Despite the slow pace of each step, he walked towards the town without hesitation, as if he were walking towards a tombstone.

"Ahem, ahem."