"Father, do you know anything about Sister Shen Jing, please tell me! Okay! Okay!"
shu and Shanshui had just opened the door of the church and walked into the church, when they happened to hear Magenta questioning Father Harrison. The priest, whose shoulders were pressed, seemed to have seen a seductress from hell. His eyes widened and he stared blankly at Magenta.
The thick hands that had been trained for a long time were suppressing the trembling at this time, and he slowly put Magenta's hands on his shoulders. It's like there's a heavy burden tied to your wrist that you can't lift or put down. The old priest showed a sad look and remained silent. In Magenta's eyes, it was like hearing another piece of bad news, and she could no longer explain clearly how she felt.
The tall figure in a neat black robe slowly stood up, glanced at the rogues from the corner of his eyes, then turned around and walked through shus and mountains to the outside of the church. Magenta hurriedly followed the old priest's footsteps. The three people who stayed in the church all knew the meaning of such an action. Perhaps it was a very good choice to listen to no evil. Sometimes the more you know, the more hurt you get.
The woods at night are even quieter than usual. In late winter, the bare branches swayed with the wind. All of this is no different from this time yesterday, but the atmosphere that Magenta feels now is different from usual. The moonlight could not penetrate his heavy eyes, and the cold wind blew into his heart from the cracks in his chest. The god of fear from the night has always had nothing to do with rogues who accompany him in the darkness, but today he also extends his claws to the magenta who reveals the gap in his heart.
"In these days, you have proven that you are the only person Shenjing cares about, but I don't know if you should bear everything she has to do. Promise me, whether you want to hear the next facts or not, don't tell the second person Mention everything you heard today, at least while Shen Jing is still alive. That fact will only arouse infinite pity for me, but for a person who loves her, it may also be a spiritual injury."
Father Harrison's opening remarks were like a bucket of ice water poured over Magenta's head. It seemed that things were ten thousand times worse than imagined. Biting her pale lips, Magenta braced herself and nodded stiffly.
"The night I discovered the deep scene, I had just returned from the annual conference in Sacramento, where the Catholic Church is located. When passing through the small town of Flemish, I caught a glimpse of the voices of three or five men coming from the alley. Breathing sound. Entering the alley, I only saw the backs of a few homeless people running away, and a naked woman with white turbid liquid all over her body and countless red spots. Under the guidance of the Lord's compassion, I will She was brought back to the church for cleaning and treatment. At that time, it was hard for me to believe that I could save a half-dead woman, at least temporarily prolonging her life. However, the nightmare was about to begin."
His lips had already been bitten and bleeding, and his clenched fists were covered with veins, making people wonder when these veins would burst. Father Harrison walked slowly to the foot of a shu and touched the dry trunk. "A few days later, the townspeople came to me and claimed that I had left a woman with a contagious disease. This confirmed my previous worries. The spots on Shen Jing's body were indeed unusual. According to them, several homeless people had died. I learned the news about such a woman from the mouths of the people who are still alive. And the few living tramps have already been burned to death."
Peel off a piece of bark. Smelling that unique aroma seemed to calm my mood. "I fought hard with the townspeople. They even threatened me to burn me and the church together. But they always agreed to my proposal because the church was still some distance away from the town. They reluctantly agreed that even if they wanted to remedy the situation , it should still be too late. And I have helped many townspeople in the past, so I still have a certain weight in talking about it. "
The old priest described that memory lightly, and Magenta could also imagine the intensity at that time. The mob is always the scariest thing for ordinary people. If it weren't for the help of a kind teacher, I might not have been able to survive that period, the dark period just after the Black Sheep Catastrophe.
"I used all my knowledge and material resources to finally control Shen Jing's condition. I was also glad that I was not infected and could solve such a trouble, but the sudden change caught me off guard. Have you ever seen Shen Jing? Body under clothes? You wouldn't believe how rotten a person's lower abdomen could be. I kept trying any treatment possible, but it just kept getting worse."
Sensing Magenta's intense gaze, Father Harrison just shook his head helplessly. "When you first came here, I started to use perfume to suppress the odor and gave Shenjing a lot of painkillers. Recently, Shenjing's illness has also begun to spread to other places. With the help of the recent shu , I still keep trying every possible treatment, but this only slightly prolongs her life, which also means prolonging her pain. I almost don't know whether I am correct in continuing to give treatment."
"Why! Why does Sister Shenjing accept these unfair treatments!" In the silent forest, a long way from the church, Magenta freed her voice and roared.
The innocent priest was not angry at Magenta's actions, but he did not dare to look directly at that angry gaze. Staring at his right hand holding shu trunk, he gently leaned his head forward. "I asked a few trusted friends to help me investigate things about Shenjing. The most important thing is to find people like you. At least when Shenjing was called by the Lord, she still had relatives or other people she cared about. I was accompanied by someone else. But I got some other horrifying news. I believe this news has a high degree of credibility, but hearing it just makes me, who is also a priest, very sad."
Startled by the sudden hand on his shoulder, Father Harrison's heart beat nervously and he looked at Magenta.
"Please, tell me! Please."
He moved his gaze back to the back of his hand leaning on shu trunk, closed his eyes and thought about it. "Shen Jing was originally married to a wealthy businessman as a concubine." Pinhong nodded, this was the same impression as when she was a child.
"But then the businessman faced business difficulties and exchanged the women at home for a chance to start over. Although he failed in the end, he burned down his remaining mansion and committed suicide. And all his women were handed over to Folsom hands."
Folsom? What a familiar name. Magenta searched hard for the name in her mind.
"The Bishop of the Truth Sect, Fossen, uses anesthesia, hypnosis and faith to control his followers, make money and provide for his own pleasure. We who are also based on the same faith have heard many such internal rumors. A few years ago Angelism, now the Cult of Truth, and countless other similar pseudo-faiths." Father Harrison exhaled all the air in his lungs heavily, he did not want to and should not say these words. But Magenta should be entitled to know all the facts.
"When the Black Sheep Knights swept away the Holy See, almost all the clergy in the Holy See's important city of Sacramento were killed. This brought the strength of our orthodox Catholic Church to the bottom. Now that the Pope is vacant, there are only twelve cardinals left. The three of us are barely qualified. Maybe we still have the ability to help those in need, and maybe we now have considerable space and opportunities for reform. But we are powerless to launch another crusade against heresy or a religious war. Besides, this kind of War in the name of righteousness will always be distorted in the end, we are tired, everyone is tired." Father Harrison shook his head feebly.
"How... how... is it possible? I know a pastor from the Truth Sect. He is very nice..." Magenta looked at the priest in surprise, who leaned his head against shu trunk tiredly.
"Maybe. In fact, everyone has good intentions at the beginning, and the starting point of every belief is also well-intentioned persuasion. But the greater the power you have, the harder it is to control your desires. This demon called power is always tempting As long as we have a slight chance, it will take advantage of it without mercy. I hate this feeling, so I would rather devote myself to the research of leading false doctrine. There is no god or devil in false doctrine. This is what Catholicism has always been like. In the past, I strongly supported fake research and even invested a lot of money. This is also the reason why I chose this path."
"The Sect of Truth...are they good or bad..." Magenta asked herself in a low voice.
"Faith is good, and some people are willing to carry out their original intentions, but people can be distorted. Maybe people who are willing to provide their wealth and are willing to be raped do so out of their own free will. How do you determine that such a fact is evil? Just because you can't see it? I'm not the only one, so I'm not qualified to comment on whether it's good or bad. I believe that anyone who is also a human being is not qualified. Everything will come to a conclusion at the final moment of judgment." Father Harrison, who was kneeling on the ground, held his hands together and prayed silently.
what is this? Looking up at the bright moon that was beginning to set, Magenta shouted in her heart toward the sky: God! When will you judge all this! I'm not convinced~!
In the early morning, the sun, birdsong, and morning fog are all the same. After opening the window and taking a deep breath, the rogues quickly finished washing and tidying up. Tiptoeing to Sister Shenjing's room door, she pressed it against her ear, and the painful moans reached Magenta's ears. Gently pushing the door open, a small gap was revealed. The woman he had spent the whole night confirming that he loved was lying on the bed, unable to sleep in pain.
Sneaking into the room quietly, he took out the basin on the bedside table. I changed the clean water at the well outside the church, wrung out the towels, and returned everything to its original place. Worry and anxiety were all shut in the door of the deep scene. Magenta came to shu, who was doing basic exercises outside the church, full of energy and with a smile on her face.
After saying a simple hello, shu looked at the smiling magenta with some confusion. "Why did you get up so early today?"
"Now that I'm less confused, I feel much better. By the way! Do you have any scheduled work today? I'm here to help, too. I'll see if you have to chase monsters or fight World of Warcraft." Magenta raised her hand His arms worked hard, trying to bulge up the thin muscles. "I always feel like I can kill a monster in one go today."
Holding the long sword in his hand flat, shu looked at the rogues who was posing in various poses with doubts, showing off his thin body. "Well~ I'm scheduled to rest at the church today."
Upon hearing the answer, Magenta seemed to have a cramp, and fell to her knees with her hands folded. It is best not to insist on exerting force for too long on muscles that are not often exercised. It seems that his teacher forgot to tell the immature rogues this.
"Oh~ I'm going to help in the kitchen."
Looking at rogues' back with his head lowered and frustrated, shu still maintained a straight posture with his sword raised and frowned. "wack..."
After breakfast, the female knight Shen Jing went into the forest to do various exercises alone as usual; Mesago stayed in the room chewing on his spell book; shu accompanied Father Harrison to do some things outside; Shan shui stayed in the room. In the room with a deep view, he continued to paint the scenery he saw in his own eyes; while Magenta was sitting on the steps in front of the church door, hugging his legs, in a daze.
The late winter wind was no longer so freezing, but it was still a little too powerful when it blew on the rogues. However, the weather on this day was quite pleasant, and the warm sun just offset the biting cold wind. Especially for Magenta, who has fewer worries and has made some determination, the world is a little different from before. Becomes much cuter.
"Hu~hu~"
The loud flapping of wings and the black shadow on the ground brought the dazed man back to reality. Magenta looked up and saw a huge dark green lizard with two wings slowly descending. From past studies, I learned that this is a type of Yalong. Although it is not good at speech and its intelligence is much lower than that of a real dragon, it is still much more ferocious than ordinary beasts. They are also good partners for the ultimate profession - Dragon Knight.
However, this type of sub-dragon should be uncommon on the mainland. There was a time when humans not only massacred a large number of dragon tongues to obtain dragon tongues as a medicine to treat an infectious disease at that time; there were also a large number of floating dragon knights who formed a flying army and died of illness and starvation due to poor care. The war caused a large number of deaths and made this type of dragon almost extinct. How could it still appear in front of us? Just when Magenta thought this, she saw a man wearing a traditional dragon knight costume, a cloth suit and a feather hat, put a spear on the dragon saddle and jumped down.
"Is shu there?" The dragon knight's smile under his feathered hat was quite bright, comparable to the winter sun hanging in the sky. Magenta was stunned for a while before standing up excitedly. "shu went out to do some errands. He'll be back later."
With his eyes firmly fixed on the green dragon, the rogues walked forward curiously. "Wow~ Here's the dragon." Just when he was about to reach out and touch the dragon, a row of sharp teeth bit him mercilessly. Magenta quickly retracted her right hand that almost lost part of it.
"Haha, be careful, Ziyu Buyu doesn't like others getting close to it." The dragon knight walked towards Magenta. "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Gardams. As you can see, I am a dragon knight.
"What? Ziyu Buyu?" For such a weird name, the rogues just had countless question marks in front of his eyes. Gardams was not surprised by the rogues's performance, but rather enjoyed the results of catching people. "Yes, its name is Ziyu Buyu. It's very special. It was chosen by itself."
"It chose it by itself!" It seems that this kind of dragon is smarter than imagined, and its personality is weirder than imagined. It is not just a beast that can eat and fly, and only thinks about mating all day long. Magenta looked at the rare Yalong in front of her with joyful eyes like a child. "Is it troublesome to raise a dragon? Do they eat much? Are they ferocious?"
"It's not too much trouble to only raise one. Most of the time, I let it fly freely, and just call it when needed. As for food, although it eats a lot, I don't feed it often." Gardams Standing next to Magenta, they admired the graceful figure of their comrade together.
"Why?"
Facing Magenta's question, Gardams just smiled. "They are a type of raptor. Once you feed them, they have no energy. If they want to fly, they are too lazy to fly, and if they want to fight, they are too lazy to fight. So why is there a need for a dragon? I will ride a flying bird. That's fine. Don't be like the laymen who are stupid enough to feed it like a bird and take whatever it wants. That's just hurting its use value."
He looked at the Yalong who had folded its wings behind him, narrowed his eyes, and scratched the lower edge of his neck with his forelimbs, as if he felt very comfortable. Magenta asked doubtfully: "If it is what you said, when it is hungry and faints, will it eat the dragon knight closest to it in one bite?"
"Haha." Gardams smiled and nodded. "Of course it's possible. Living with a ferocious beast has inherent dangers. Therefore, how to control its food intake, understand its various needs and appropriately satisfy them is also an important skill that a dragon knight needs to learn. Homework. If a dragon loses its ferocious nature, it can only return to its hometown. But if it encounters a dragon that is too ferocious, it will be a dragon knight who returns to its hometown."
"Mei Shi."
"Mesago, it's you." Gardans turned around when he heard the call, and saw the familiar mage standing at the door.
Magenta looked at Gardams in surprise. "The same to you..."
"Yes, I am also one of those who follow you." Gardams smiled meaningfully and walked to Mesago.
Seeing Gardams and Mesago chatting in low voices, Magenta didn't think of a way to hear the thin voice clearly. He knelt down on the spot and watched the dragon curiously. When he realized that Yalong was secretly looking at him, the timid rogues couldn't help but squat down and hug his legs, and reluctantly took a few steps back. The forked dragon tongue spit out, vibrated a few times quickly, and the edge of its mouth curved as if smiling, which made the rogues take a few steps back.
There was a quiet conversation between the two people behind.
"After reading it, give it to shu, and this. I have other things to do." Gardams held a square box.
After reading the paper sent from Gardams, Mesago just sighed. "I thought today would be such a good day, that I could rest and not have to work. Alas, I didn't expect..." He looked up at the profile of the squatting rogues. Although the eyes were full of curiosity and fear, they were the same as usual, but they gave the mage something different. "Is the time coming?"
"Yes, there is not much time left to prepare." Under the dragon knight's lowered feather hat, a strange look and smile flashed.
"Hey! Gardams, what brings you here? Is there any good news?"
The three people who were staying in the square in front of the church turned their heads and looked at the passage leading to the town of Flenchen. shuzheng was carrying a large basket of things and accompanying Father Harrison. His consistent smile would make people think that something good happened to him today. But in fact, Magenta has never seen a few times when shu didn't smile.
Yalong's tongue stuck out again and flicked it several times. Dragon Knight Gardams also responded with the same cheerful voice: "What a pity, I'm here to pretend to be a crow this time, not a magpie."
"Oh, damn! I like crows." shu walked forward with a smile. Instead, it was Father Harrison next to him who wondered about the relationship between the two. Just listen to Gardams laughing twice. "I don't have any weird sexual fetishes. Hey! Don't come close to me and I won't let you go."
"I'm not your woman, why are you so worried?" He reached out and caressed the green dragon's front legs nonchalantly.
I saw Yalong turning around quickly, biting shu's right hand and touching it. This sudden change made everyone dumbfounded. shu himself smiled stiffly, and reluctantly turned his head to look at the Yalong who bit him. Biting the evil swordsman's right hand into his mouth, Yalong's expression was as triumphant as a human's.
Anger surged into his heart in one breath, and shu's face changed drastically and he pointed his other finger at Yalong. "you this..."
Before he finished speaking, Yalong bit shu's hand and started pulling and shaking it. The evil swordsman, who had always been a headache, was mercilessly thrown aside by Yalong like a rag. The contents of the basket on his back were scattered all over the floor.