"Ryan, if I remember correctly, your dream … is to fight for your family on the battlefield one day, right? Perhaps you despise the story told by a bard, but I think you also yearn for it, don't you? "
In the past, Sally, who had always been the center of attention, would never take the initiative to speak. However, due to the three reasons of her being a priest candidate, her beautiful face, and her fast progress in practicing divine power, no one would ignore her serious words. So when Sally came out to smooth things over, the atmosphere at the dining table eased almost immediately.
Obviously, in the eyes of these young people, although Sally kept silent most of the time, her words carried more weight than anyone else. But even so, Sally never brought any pressure to Chris and the others. After listening to Sally's words, Chris, Alice, and the others relaxed a little because they knew that with Sally's words, Ryan and Booker would definitely not quarrel anymore.
"I … Forget it … I won't say it if you don't want to listen."
They weren't unreasonable bastards. The fact that they could come to the monastery meant that they were 'sensible' young people. Now that there was a beauty to help them out, Booker was the first to compromise. He sighed and lowered his head to munch on his bread.
Sally hit Ryan's' weak point 'because he was indeed as Sally said, full of yearning for' war 'and' hot blood '.
Usually, he liked to talk about 'knights' and 'war' with others. To put it bluntly, he quarreled with Booker because Booker had attracted too much attention in the past few days. As for fighting, Ryan didn't have the desire to. More importantly … if he denied Sally's words, it would be like slapping his own face. Ryan couldn't help but feel a little depressed at this thought, but he still said in a low voice, "Those stories are too fake. A real war isn't like this at all …"
He pointed his finger at the 'bard' instead of Booker, which was obviously a form of submission.
After chewing a few mouthfuls of bread, Booker turned to Sally and nodded to express his gratitude. "After the prayers, we're going to the market … Erm, let's go take a look. Sally, do you want to go with us? After all, you haven't been out for a long time. "
Knowing that Ryan did not want to hear the word 'bard', Booker winked and said, "Let's go listen to a bard's story. Shall we?"
"Thank you, but I'll pass." Sally shook her head, but when she looked at the sky outside the window, she remembered that her subordinates would come to the church to meet with her today. She felt that it was inappropriate for her to be so direct, so she changed her words: "But, I will send you to the church entrance."
"That couldn't be better." Crazy took over the conversation with a smile, and the unpleasant atmosphere from the previous argument immediately dissipated. Then, they started talking about which store in the market district had the best products and so on.
Not far away, Bishop Benjamin came to the dining table with a letter in his hand and sat in front of the four priests. After a light prayer, he picked up the bread for breakfast and asked, "What's wrong? Did something interesting happen just now? "
After listening to the explanation from the priests, the bishop who had always been lenient to the young monks and nuns smiled and commented, "Ryan's family has always advocated martial arts. When he came to the monastery, many people in his family complained about it. I guess he must be under a lot of pressure. Among them, it's not without reason that he's the fastest to learn the 'Discipline' Divine Arts."
"After all, it's harmful magic. Boys will always be interested in it. But speaking of which, Sally's talent in 'buff' magic is really rare in recent years."
The priests discussed the progress of the young generation. The bishop was very satisfied with the children's talent and determination. But in the end, he still shook his head and sighed. "Although they seem to be progressing very fast, to be honest, I really don't want them to get involved in the war …"
He waved the letter in his hand. The priest named Ethan beside him asked, "Your Excellency, this letter?"
"It's from Viceroy Rubens. He has already set off from the Holy Rosary and should arrive here in half a month." Usually, Benjamin always had a smile on his face, giving off a warm and genial feeling. But when he mentioned the viceroy's name to the priest, his face turned solemn and he said in a low voice, "But I don't think it'll be a peaceful journey. The Viper Cross has already spread the news that they want to kill His Excellency. This group of heretics are always true to their word. His Excellency Rubens's journey … may be very dangerous."
"Should we let the temple guards make some preparations to welcome and protect His Excellency when the time comes?"
"Of course. I was just about to talk to you about this. Today, the guards on duty at the church may need to go to the armory in the south of the city to regroup and reload new weapons. So, only the two at the door are left." Benjamin put the letter aside and arranged the affairs of the monastery as usual. "Ethan, go visit Count Tata and thank him for donating gold and food. Maud, you go …"
This was a scene that happened every day in the monastery. After arranging the tasks that the priests needed to do, Benjamin went to greet Sally and the others and casually tested them on their doctrines. If these young people couldn't answer, he wouldn't be angry. He would chat with them for a while and then patiently explain it to them.
The easy-going bishop, the studious monks and nuns, the peaceful monastery … This was what Sally experienced every day.
…
As time passed, the sun gradually rose. There were more people on the street, and at the same time, there were also devout believers who came to the church to pray.
The structure of the monastery was very simple. Near the street was a cathedral that could accommodate hundreds of people. It was about 20 meters tall. Behind the cathedral were the lodgings for the clergymen of the monastery. The other one was for the soldiers of the Holy Temple. There was also a small kitchen with firewood piled beside it. That was the entire structure.
Today was not a Sunday, so there were not many people who came to pray. Early in the morning, the temple guards in the church collectively went to the armory under the command of Bishop Benjamin. Then, only two guards with swords were left on duty. In terms of strength, these two guards belonged to the lowest rank in the Rose Cross Army, the Temple Guards. Judging by the players' standards, their levels were not low. They had a base level of 15. Although they did not advance, they were considered to be relatively strong warriors in Hollier.
The view in front of the church was not wide. The two guards would occasionally patrol around the temple, but because no one had tried to break in here, they had long lost their vigilance because of the repetitive work day after day. The eyes under the helmet were always filled with laziness and exhaustion. They yawned from time to time, and did not pay much attention to the abnormalities on the street.
After all, in the entire Eiffta territory, there were very few people who dared to go against the "Rose Cross". And because of this, they did not pay attention to the few suspicious figures that walked past the corner of the street.
A man wearing a simple robe, who looked like a believer, sat in the shadow of a three-storey house in front of the monastery. His slightly loose robe fluttered in the breeze. He looked no different from the other believers, except that he was carrying a small bag on his back.
Not far away, a guy dressed in fancy clothes was playing a viele. Every time a passerby threw a coin into the hat in front of him, he would flatter them with a smile on his face, and then happily put the coin into the black bag in the corner behind him.
On the other side of the street, a fat man dressed as a traveling merchant was selling the small ornaments hanging on his body to passers-by. Some children surrounded him, and the fat man laughed as he took out some snacks to distribute to these children. His charmingly naive appearance made people have a good impression on him.
These three people had been appearing here for more than a week. It was not "unusual" at all, because it was normal for traveling poets, traveling merchants, and believers to appear in front of the monastery. But if one deliberately paid attention to these three people, they would realize that the three of them were not far from each other, and they formed a triangle … unknowingly surrounding the entrance of the church.
Time passed, and after the bell rang in the distance, it was about ten o 'clock in the morning.
When Roddy appeared on the street in front of the church, his image had completely recovered to his most powerful state. The unique style of the "Stalker Suit" attracted a lot of attention, but the civilians were often not too interested in "adventurers". In this era, it was common for people to be xenophobic towards "foreigners", so Roddy was happy to be free, and there were a lot of unnecessary troubles.
Roddy did not dare to directly enter the monastery to find Sally, because he could not guarantee that Francis' spies would suspect his identity. So he chose to use the "Fall of Priest Nilda" as the second step. He would go to Benjamin with the image and identity of a former adventurer, and find a chance to meet up with Sally.
Such a plan could kill many birds with one stone, so Roddy was in a good mood along the way. At this time, he came to the monastery, humming the tune of "The Devil Enters the Village".
The guards standing in front of the monastery had already seen him. Roddy reached out to take out the letter needed for the second step of the "The Fall of Priest Nilda" mission. When he was thinking about how to say it, his footsteps suddenly slowed down when his eyes swept across the believers in front of the church.
The tune of "The Devil Enters the Village" became "Zhu Bajie Carries His Wife". Roddy continued to hum the messy tune, and then his footsteps came to a complete halt. When he looked around, his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper.
Since he had entered a "high-class area" like the city of Hollier, Roddy usually opened the "Surrounding Characters Status Bar". Although it did not show the specific level, name, or attributes of the strangers around him, it could vaguely show the level gap between him and the strangers. If the level gap was low, the "title" of the strangers would be shown in green; if the level gap was close, it would be shown in yellow; if the level gap was within three levels, it would be shown in orange … The higher the level, the redder the color would be. When the gap in strength reached a certain level, it would be shown in black.
Most of the civilians in Hollier were of a lower level than him. Only a few of them were yellow, and the guards not far in front of him were bright red. This situation was normal. But what was not normal was that he saw that the bard not far away and the fat merchant on the other side were red, and the "believer" sitting in the corner had the word "red"!
Other than that, there were two inconspicuous guys with yellow levels that were similar to him.
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