Chapter 528
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The Kingdom of the Saint.
Messiah followed the disguised Heroria. They were in the busiest area of the Holy City.
In the center of this area, the Pope's church had been completely demolished. A group of construction workers were busy around the three-storey building.
"Do you think that I'm … doing something meaningless?"
Heroria gently tugged at the scarf around her neck. She looked at the refurbished buildings in the distance and suddenly asked Misai, who was beside her.
"Yes."
Messiah had matured a lot recently. She was no longer as naive as before, but the justice in Messiah's bones still made her unable to lie at this time.
"Madam Heroria, since you already know that those dangerous people from the Inquisition are planning to attack the people of the Holy City, why don't you let them leave the city first?"
"Leave? Are you talking about escaping? "
Heroria let out a breath of cold air. She looked at the busy pedestrians on the street. As the busiest city in the Kingdom of the Saint, this street was filled with merchants even in winter.
"Where do you think the people of the Holy City can escape to? Humans are a bunch of idiots. Panic can easily destroy a city, and … it's too late to escape now. "Heroria said.
"Too late?"
As soon as Messiah asked, Heroria walked to her side and wanted to touch Messiah's neck with her toes.
The female knight subconsciously took a step back, but Messiah immediately ordered in a strict tone.
"Don't move."
"…"
Messiah could only stand there and wait for Heroria's cold hand to touch the back of her neck.
"This thing has already attached itself to your body."
A puff of grey mist appeared in Heroria's palm.
"This is the Nephilic Judge's magic. When …" Missey touched the back of her neck. It felt terrible to have something invade her body.
"When the Inquisition was first established, this was a beacon and also a smell. It indicated that you had become the prey of something." Heroria waved her hand to completely purify the gray fog. "It's impossible to get rid of this. Everyone in this city has these things in their bodies. It's useless no matter how far they run."
"Didn't you try to stop the Nephilic Judges?" Messiah asked helplessly.
"Of course I can stop him. Unfortunately, my interrogators are too gentle. They can't force any information out of the bishop's mouth at all. What I can do now is to use all means to gather as much power as possible."
Heroria looked at the building in the distance again.
"More power … Is this the reason why Lady Heroria intends to build a cinema?" Messiah stared at the chapel.
In the future, this sacred place will be transformed into a place of entertainment for the people.
"After the cinema is built, we still need suitable movies."
"Suitable movies. But Lady Heroria, the scenes we shot before can't even be considered movies."
Messiah could not help but ask again. She was someone who had watched a few movies.
Sure enough, when Miser asked this question, Herolia's face instantly lost the expression of having everything under control.
"I underestimated the Chaos Demon's talent and the difficulty of creating this thing." Heroria pulled the scarf around her neck and buried her face in it again. "I will ask the Demon for some tips and methods."
Ask for the Demon's methods … Messiah did not know how to comment on Heroria's words. At the critical moment of the Holy City's destruction, the Saintess actually listened to the Demon's advice and used the Demon's methods to save the city.
"And don't worry, Messiah. The portal to Noland will open in a month. When that time comes, no one will stop you from going to Noland," Heroria said.
"…"
Heroria's words made Messiah feel a little frustrated. The reason why she was frustrated was not because Heroria's plan seemed very unreliable, but because when she heard that she could go to Noland, her heart was indeed moved.
"Think of a way to save the people of the Holy City first, Lady Heroria." Messiah shook her head and drove these strange thoughts out of her mind. She said to Heroria seriously.
… …
Shawshank Prison, late at night.
With a gunshot, the prison guards executed the young informant with a gun made by the dwarves. The informant fell to the ground after being hit by the bullet.
"That's it for today!"
Josiah signaled the Daytime Banshee floating in the sky to circle around Shawshank Prison, telling the actors that today's filming was over.
When the actor who played the young informant saw the Daytime Banshee emitting light appear in front of him, he immediately resurrected from the ground with full HP.
Josiah had to admit that these Daytime Banshees could sometimes have the effect of "a nun who knows Holy Light" on the scene.
"Knight Of The White Thorn, take the actors back to rest. I'll drive back myself."
After saying goodbye to the Knight Of The White Thorn, Josiah packed up and went to the entrance of Shawshank Prison.
The officials of Noland treated this "illegal building" very well. Not only did they not demolish it, but they also sent special law enforcers to protect it in the middle of the night.
"Is there still a scene this late?"
Hiri leaned against Josiah's magic car. It seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.
"The filming for the next few days will probably be delayed."
Josiah opened the car door for Hiri. Hiri would come to the set every day after class, and Josiah was already used to it.
"Let me drive today." Hiri suddenly made a suggestion that made Josiah very uneasy.
"Uh … You took a driving test … No, Noland doesn't have a driving license yet. Do you know the basics?"
Josiah sat in the passenger seat obediently. Looking at Hiri's appearance on the magic car, the uneasiness in his heart deepened.
"Isn't there a racing game in the game section? I'm pretty good at it. "Hiri said.
"Pixel racing?"
Before Josiah could say anything to dissuade Hiri, she had already learned to drive the magic car without a teacher.
Fortunately, Hiri's talent was not bad. At least when she started driving, she didn't step on the accelerator all the way like the Dark Elf lady.
Just then, Josiah received a text message. Josiah directly opened the magic net and began to check.
"Is it the film association? The council has been discussing 'The Shawshank Redemption' recently. That guy called the Light Chaser has been urging the filming progress after hearing Carolee's spoilers. "Hiri said.
The Light Chaser that Hiri mentioned was a well-known film critic on the spellcaster forum. His real identity in reality … was Josiah's contractor, the Skeletal Duke.
So here, Josiah didn't choose to tell the Light Chaser's real identity to Hiri.
"No, it's a private text message." Josiah said as his fingertips swiped across the magic net interface.
"Huh? Is it Carolee again? "
When Hiri said this, Josiah felt that the car had subtly sped up a little.
"Carolee is probably doing body exercises now. Mrs. Sizer is going to let Black Swan perform at that Noland award ceremony." After Josiah explained, the car slowed down a little. "It was Lia who sent me the message."
"A new girl?"
Hiri froze for a moment and said something that made Josiah's stomach hurt.
At this moment, Josiah could be sure that it wasn't an illusion. The car was indeed speeding up to a level that would definitely result in a driver's license being revoked on Earth.
Isn't this a car of the Age of Steam?
"Lia! Heroria, you should have seen Hiri too. "Josiah looked at the scenery passing by quickly on both sides of the car window and immediately explained.
"The saintess of the Nation of Saints?"
Hiri searched her mind, throwing aside a large pile of knowledge related to illusions and Josiah's memories before remembering the person she had almost forgotten.
"That's right, it's her," Josiah said.
At this moment, Hiri finally realized that apart from the accelerator, the magic car also had a brake. Josiah looked at the magic car that had returned to normal speed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"She can't be here to persuade you to surrender again, right?" Hiri asked.
This spellcaster lady didn't seem to have the vigilance of a woman towards the saintess. This should be a kind of confidence that Josiah wouldn't be interested in that kind of woman.
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