Looking at the people in front of him who were full of vigilance, wariness and even hatred towards him, Wright was silent for a moment.
He was not a good preacher—not even a good pastor, and he had known that for a long time.
He was just an orphan who was picked up from the pyre. His survival depended on the kindness of the old abbot of the monastery. For the entire twenty years before he awakened the talent of Holy Light, he was just a monastery. Unlike the servants and servants of the orthodox priests, who have received complete theological education, and unlike those lucky ones who are talented and intelligent, he can learn how to face the intrigues of the upper-level priest groups in a short period of time. .
In the year when the old abbot died, he felt the call of the Holy Light while crying. The god-given treasure of "spiritual talent" saved him from being reduced to a monastery after the death of his protector. From then on, he took off the burlap clothes of a servant and put on the robe of a priest, but he was still the rude and low-level servant in the eyes of everyone. He accepted a formal priest They should receive a full set of education, and be so strict as to fulfill every code of virtue recorded in the sacred books - because the old dean once said that those virtues are what distinguishes humans most from beasts.
But after he learned all those things and turned them into his own rules of conduct, he found that he was further away from other priests. It doesn't seem to be that important in the eyes of most priests...
He knows that he is an alternative among the priests. He knows that the regulations he stubbornly follows are outdated in the eyes of the priests of this era. He knows that all those There was slander, calculation and exclusion behind his back, but he never said it. Because he still firmly believes in the last thing: the Holy Light is used to protect others after all, and the God of Holy Light protects the world after all, and those who use the Holy Light, even if they no longer value classical Virtue and ethics, they are at least still on the side of justice.
So he calmly accepted the exclusion from the church, which was the price of his "untimely". He also calmly accepted the task of preaching in the wilderness of the southern border without support, because he wanted to spread the gospel of the Holy Light. This was what he was most happy to do, but he... couldn't face these people in front of him calmly.
Even when his missionary work was most unsuccessful and difficult, all he faced was the numbness of the people, but what he saw on these people’s faces was real of hatred and hostility.
"I am the pastor of Cecil Territory, Wright Aviken, you can call me Wright," the tall Wright walked up to those people and sat down slowly, "I am this The only Holy Light Priest on the land - so you can regard me as the person in charge of the Holy Light Church here. As you can see, I have no weapons and no hostility. I have left the central area of the Holy Light Church. Now, I just want to know what happened in the Holy Spirit Plains."
“You burned down our church!”
A young woman shouted uncontrollably, but she was immediately pulled by the man next to her.
There are more than twenty people here, but there is only one person named Wright. However, these more than twenty people are in great tension-because they know that the priest in front of them is an extraordinary person, and the person of extraordinary person. The power is not something that ordinary people can resist, not to mention the bulging muscles on this priest's body. Even if he does not have extraordinary strength, the people present may not be his opponent...
And there are more An important point: This priest is the only priest in the territory. Does this mean that this priest was sent by the lord to "examine" them?
They did not expect that they had finally escaped from the Holy Spirit Plain, but would still have to undergo scrutiny by the Holy Light priests in this new sanctuary.
Wright could see the nervousness of these people, and he slowed down: "Don't worry, I only represent myself - I don't represent the lord, and at this moment, I don't even represent the church. Regarding burning the church I heard rumors on the way here that the Holy Light Priest of the Holy Spirit Plain... Why did he burn down the churches of other sects?"
People, look at me, I look at you, finally there is someone else? He spoke: "Because they found evidence of someone performing cult rituals in the church... and the church's chief priest did later become a monster due to out-of-control magic..."
"Then why are you being arrested? Exile? I can feel that you are all just ordinary people..."
"They forced us to change our beliefs," the woman who spoke first covered her face, "They lit the fire with holy light, Let us make a choice next to the fire. If we convert to the Holy Light and donate half of our family wealth as atonement, we are sinless. If we do not convert to the Holy Light, we must walk through the fire to prove our innocence. They say that the Holy Spirit A fire lit by light will only burn guilty people. If they die in the fire, they are the minions of the cultists..."
The person next to him continued: "Someone was pushed into the fire. Someone converted to the Holy Light, and we... escaped early."
This topic was opened, and these people who had been worried for a long time seemed to have been suppressed to a critical point. At this moment, they could no longer care about anything. He opened his mouth to describe the difficult situation along the way -
"As soon as we escaped, they said that we were all bewitched by evil gods and were already hopelessly depraved people..."
"They burned down the house we left in the city, took away the belongings in our house, and hunted down the escapees with the lord..."
"We spent all our money With the money, we bribed soldiers and merchants, and ran south from the Holy Spirit Plain - because the north is close to the royal capital, and there are more Holy Light Churches there..."
"We first took a carriage, and then walked to Pius. In the end, we were stuffed into the cabin like fish, hiding and searching among the wine barrels. We could hardly lie down to sleep - we could only lie down a few people at a time, and everyone took turns to sleep..."
"Three people died on the boat and were thrown into the river..."
Wright listened quietly to everyone's experience, with a pair of fists clenched under his priest's robe. Tight again and again.
He could hardly imagine that this was what his former church compatriots would do...Are those people crazy? Has the last trace of the Holy Light's teachings also disappeared from their minds?
Who judges heresy? Who came up with the idea of lighting a fire with holy light to identify evil? What is a ransom?
After everyone had finished speaking, there was silence for a long time until Wright took the initiative to break the silence: "In the city... there is a small church to the north of the mage area. That is my church. .
"No, I will not force you to convert. I just want to tell you that if any of you are sick or injured in the future, or your children want candy, you can go there and find me... I have always been there. All are there. ”
After saying this, the sturdy warrior-like priest stood up and left here as fast as he was escaping, leaving the people in the shack looking at each other.
p>Wright quickly walked through the streets and returned to the church. He took out the letter from the regional church headquarters and read every word on it carefully - now , he finally understood what the letter meant by calling on churches at all levels to crack down on heresy.
He read the letter, and after a long silence, he finally raised his other hand and gently raised his hand. After rubbing it twice, a ball of pure white flame burst out from the tip of his finger. It was a slightly dim holy light, but it was still enough to ignite the paper - after a few seconds, The letter turned into a handful of ashes floating in the wind.
Outside the church, a lazy and elegant female figure who looked out of place with the surrounding pedestrians stopped for a moment.
This is a woman. A tall woman wearing a lavender gauze skirt. In this cold season of early spring, her thin clothing was very eye-catching, but the pedestrians walking around seemed not to see this woman, but walked away from her one by one. Past.
The woman's face was covered with the same lavender veil, revealing only a pair of curious eyes. At the moment, those eyes were looking in the direction of the church door - although the door was now closed. She got up, but it was as if she could see what was going on inside through the door. She laughed softly while looking at it: "Hmph...Humans are really complex creatures..."
Then the woman withdrew her gaze and looked at the already developed city in front of her.
"Then again...how did this place develop so fast...what are these small buildings. When did they build it, when did these people appear..." The woman muttered and put her hands on her hips, "Weren't they all shacks last time? "
Just after muttering this sentence, a crisp but annoying exclamation suddenly came from behind: "Wow.! It's you again! ”
The woman turned her head instantly, and sure enough, at a glance, she saw the short winter melon-like, half-elf, half-God-knows-what guy standing behind her, and using the gun in his hand quite impolitely. Half a frosting stick (a local snack) pointed at himself
Then the annoyed hybrid creature shouted again: "And you are still wearing the same clothes and veil as last time - you are so. Poor? ”
Melita Pernia, a senior agent of Mithril Treasure House, a top service practitioner who specializes in handling high-end customers, a well-educated and elegant lady, now she wants to kick this guy in front of her again. Fly out.
But she still spoke with a reserved and dignified smile the next second: "I'm here to visit Duke Gawain Cecil, please lead the way. "
"Oh," Amber quickly put half of the frosting candy stick in her mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, then stretched out her hand, "Six copper coins. "
Melita Pernia twitched her eyebrows: "Weren't there three last time? "
"It's gone up. Now that I'm a big official, it's twice as expensive," Amber said plausibly, "You'd better make a decision quickly, maybe it will go up again..."
Half an hour later, Gao Wen, who was studying the mechanical design drawings in the study, was interrupted by a sudden cry from the door: "Hey! Gawain! Someone is looking for you! "
Gawain suddenly raised his head and looked at Amber in surprise: "How did you get in through the door...Huh? Miss Mylittlepony? "
"Long time no see, Your Majesty the Duke - and again, please pronounce my name correctly," Melita Pernia bowed gracefully and said with a smile, "I brought the goods you ordered. ”