"Dear Lord Magelo, I have come to Huttonmar and found Gorantis. I have to admit that she is indeed a passionate and upright paladin. After I raised my difficulties, she quickly solved my difficulties. Although she is a mature paladin, she is still wearing a bear puppet on her body, I think the paladins in our church should be more approachable, which will help us spread the glory of God... And she is not the rumored selfishness in business. Although she does have the act of finding his elder brother, Neilbas Lagsia, I can use my personality as a guarantee. This respectable paladin has not affected it.

Her work... In addition, I have also come into contact with what Mr. Carl said, "The Hidden Dark One" said, but unlike what Mr. Carl said, this human male named Li Ke actually has the glory of God. So Mr. Carl and I stopped the idea of ​​"arbitration" by the Blue Fist Envoy, and transferred Mr. Li Ke's affairs to me and Obes. In addition, do you know that Paul Korchakin is a man of this person, and this person's deeds are quite inspiring. If you can find all his life and deeds and bind them by the church, you will be able to spread the glory of God into the hearts of more people. And I have also made a certain summary of this person's life and beliefs, as well as the creeds he believes in, and attach it to the back of this letter, please……”

The priest whom Li Ke saw stopped his pen and looked at the letter paper in front of him with some distress, troubled him about how he should write next.

"What's wrong? Angus, your eyebrows have never been spread since you came here."

Gorantis, not far away, saw him showing an expression of distress, and asked.

"Nothing...well, I'm worried about the man named Li Ke."

The long priest rubbed his temples and did not express his true thoughts in his heart, because that was a little scary.

"He is indeed a headache guy. He just came to Huttonmar for a few days and turned Hettonmar upside down and severely punished the Empire. But he was not aware of himself. He would not have been able to go to Queen Scady quickly, and he would have repeatedly destroyed the Empire's actions in Huttonmar."

Gorantis sorted out his customized pictorial, which depicts a portrait of his brother and her contact information.

"But it has nothing to do with us."

Gorantis counted the number of pictorials and sighed helplessly.

"The war is really annoying."

Because of the particularity of the church, they are absolutely neutral. In other words, no matter what kind of evil deeds the empire or anyone else commits, as long as he is still a human, the church has no right to interfere. And naturally they cannot interfere in the war between the two countries.

Li Ke has long been deeply involved in it and is no longer the one they can deal with easily.

Indeed, war is indeed annoying, but here I...

He thought for a while, then took up the letter paper on the table, put it in his pocket as if he was casual, and prepared to burn it with the flames for a while.

He listened very seriously to the story of Paul Korchakin he told, so he clearly realized that the story told by Li Ke concealed most of the things and only told him about Paul's life. Even he did not tell himself the purpose that Paul believed in. Even if he asked himself, he would just answer the perfunctory answer of "Let everyone live a good life."

But after he came back, he analyzed a lot of things from the story and words. Some of Li Ke was unwilling to tell him, but he analyzed the ideas and creeds from the story.

But just these simple things and fragments of thought can already make Li Ke on the list of killings in all countries. If his guess is confirmed, even the church will choose to chase Li Ke.

It's so terrible, in all senses, and it's the kind of terrifying that changes the world. Once this idea is spread by Li Ke, even if it's just a fragment of thought, then no matter how powerful the kingdom or how wise the king, there will be an invisible ghost wandering above their heads.

"But why? Why haven't I heard of such people and such thoughts in the legend of Arad... Yes, yes, it should be the work of ancient kings. As expected, following the teachings of Archbishop Margello, the best practice is to come out of the monastery."

But Angus did not mean to expose this matter. He even wanted to get more of this kind of thought from Li Ke. Even in this kind of thought, God does not exist.

Moreover, Li Ke never expected that the priest who helped him, even Archbishop Margelo, the most famous person in the church, would let him go out for business, and would not be able to do it without moving out of Ozma.

But the problem is that as long as the stone hammer Ozma reappears Arad 6, then let alone the priesthood, all human beings will be dispatched...

So he felt that the foolproof story he had modified was really similar to that of the elite among the elite and the gods among the gods. The other party even inferred the thoughts he wanted to hide from the places he concealed, as well as the things that these thoughts told and represented. Even telling the plot and the characters' dialogues can make him understand something.

"And the sickle and hammer can be interpreted as both farmers and craftsmen, the cornerstone professions of human society, and as the production of food and weapons... Well, yes... not only this, but also this..."

Angus fell into deep thought again, making Gorantis, who was waiting for his answer, shrugged, feeling helpless at this colleague who had been thinking about things.

"You should slowly think about your sickle hammer problem. I'm out. If anything, just go to the square to find me."

Seeing that Angus was still thinking about the problem, Gorantis decided to let him think more, so he hugged his pictorial and walked to the square at the entrance of the cathedral to send portraits of his brothers to the priests who returned from their mission.

"Sir, have you seen this person?"

Gorantis, as always, gave portraits of people whom she had never seen or had not seen for a long time, and the person she asked was a tall man whose whole body was covered by a black cloak, making people unable to see clearly.

"No, and don't waste time, okay?"

The man took the portrait and spoke a little rudely, but Gorantis still asked someone else to ask after saying thank you.

After the rude man in black robe walked into an alley, he leaned weakly against the wall, holding the portrait in his hand tightly, trying to cry but couldn't cry.
Chapter completed!