There were Saint-like existences in the seven capitals. What kind of children were they? Except for [Maria], the one in [Maria] was the one who gave birth to the Holy Son.
Among the seven capitals, only the one in [Maria] and the one in [Saint Capital] lived in the seven capitals. Because of this, the residents of these two capitals were able to bathe in the great light.
Perhaps because of this, the number of people who could become God's Chosen in the City of the Saints was the highest among the seven capitals, and the City of Maria was the place with the highest number of single petitioners.
Although this was a positive world, and the seven capitals were all friendly and supportive, [Saint Capital]'s Castellan, Mr. Durand, was always able to straighten his back when he participated in the joint meeting of the seven capitals.
At the dinner table, the principal, Mr. Ludick, looked at the castellan with a smile and said, "I heard that sitting for too long can lead to lumbar disc disease. Lord Durand, you have to be more careful and exercise your body frequently."
Durand raised his cup and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ludic, for your concern, but my waist is fine for now."
At the dinner table were the most prestigious guests in the Holy City. If it weren't for the Saint's dinner, no one would be able to gather all of them together.
After all, other than the people in the business world, there were also some great scholars.
Some of them were famous for being devoted to their studies and not caring about the outside world. At the same time, they were also known as the most devout petitioners, but they lived like ascetics. Other than the Saints, no one would be able to invite them.
On the dining table, these people sat at the very end of the table and didn't talk to anyone … But it was clear that their status wasn't low, because the other guests were afraid that if they spoke too loudly, they would disturb these people, so they deliberately lowered their voices.
If Castellan Mr. Durand was said to be the [Holy Disciple] who had the highest chance of becoming a petitioner in the future, then he could be said to be a walking [Holy Disciple] … No, if the Holy Light Kingdom didn't give out a limited number of [Holy Disciple] each time, and they had to be distributed among the seven capitals, they would be [Holy Disciples].
At this moment, a plainly dressed old man sitting at the end of the table suddenly spoke with an expressionless face. "Mr. Durand, I've recently heard a rumor about a drop in the level of a god's chosen. Is that true?"
The atmosphere at the table suddenly changed strangely. Everyone even stopped talking and looked at the Durand City Lord.
The warm smile on the city lord's face was like a candlelight disturbed by the wind. It flickered for a moment before returning to normal. The city lord replied with a smile, "There is indeed such a thing, and it's not just a rumor. Currently, the victims are in a sanatorium arranged by the Public Security Department, receiving observation and treatment … Thank you for your concern, Mr. Calvin. "
This old man … Mr. Calvin nodded and then said, "Since there has been a drop in the level of Divine Favor, no matter what the cause of the matter is, the person himself cannot escape the blame. A truly devout person will not fall. Lord City Lord, although these people are victims, it is not necessarily because their own beliefs are not firm … Perhaps, there is even a problem with their beliefs. "
A problem with faith was a huge problem, and it was the biggest problem for the entire Holy Light Kingdom.
Everyone's expression changed.
However, only an ascetic like Calvin would dare to point out such a problem that involved the foundation of the Holy Light Kingdom in a public place, even in the residence of a Saint.
"It's here, it's here. These old guys did what I wanted to do the most. Leval, it seems that tonight's banquet will not be boring." Ludic turned to his secretary and whispered with a smile.
Other than rolling his eyes, Mr. Leval also rolled his eyes.
The city lord pondered for a moment, but soon he smiled and said, "I believe that there is no problem with the beliefs of these victims. After all, although they have dropped in level, they are still god's chosen and can still obtain Wish Power through prayer. Let me ask you, how can a person with a problem with their beliefs avoid the senses of a Saint? Beliefs are very firm, but at the same time, they are also very fragile. Once we have doubts, even if it is just a trace, our beliefs will collapse. Don't you think so, Mr. Calvin? "
"Yes." Old Calvin nodded slightly and said lightly, "It's good if there is no problem. You are the city lord, so I will believe you. After all, if there is a problem with your words, then there will be a big problem with the [Freedom City]."
This old guy's words are full of needles!
Principal Ludic's eyes were about to turn into crescent moons, and he almost laughed out loud.
He liked to see the city lord suffer such a loss, but it was very rare to encounter such a situation. After all, Durand was the city lord, and he was the person who represented the Saint in the management of the Holy City.
"I will take this as a warning," Durand said solemnly, "I will remember Mr. Calvin's teachings."
The old man, Calvin, suddenly stood up and said, "The Sage is here."
Everyone instantly tidied up and quickly stood up to welcome her.
… …
The Saint was wearing a black gauze dress, and there was a trace of mystery in her silence … and there was also a hint of charm.
However, everyone was unwilling to look at the Saint directly, so they lowered their heads slightly.
"Sorry, I was attracted by the night scenery outside the window when I passed by the corridor, so I am a bit late." The Saint smiled and said, "The Holy City's prosperity today is all due to everyone's efforts."
Everyone quickly humbly said that it was all because of the Saint's guidance.
"Before I came, everyone seemed to be discussing something." The Saint smiled and said, "I wonder what kind of topic it is that can attract so much attention."
Everyone looked at each other, and in the end, they still looked at the city lord who had resisted all of them.
Durand gradually lost his smile, and after calming down, he planned to talk about the cause and effect.
At this time, Old Calvin directly said, "In reply to the Saint, this old man was asking the city lord about the matter of several God's Chosen falling a while ago."
"Oh? I see. " The Saint nodded without any change in expression, and then looked at Durand, "I have also heard about this matter. But … Durand, has this matter been resolved? Have you found the reason? "
"For now … not yet." City Lord Durand shook his head: "We've investigated the victims carefully, but we couldn't find anything suspicious about them."
"Have you investigated the place where the incident happened?" The Saint suddenly asked.
Mr. Durand slightly opened his mouth … he looked back at the guests and found that most of them had the same surprised expression as him.
However, he had to answer the Saint's question.
Durand could only bite the bullet and say, "About the place where the incident happened … the Public Security Department has sent people to investigate that place, but they didn't find anything special."
"Why didn't you mention the name of the place?" The Saint said indifferently, "Is that a place that can't be mentioned?"
Headmaster Ludic frowned and looked at Durand sympathetically.
Durand hesitated, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "I have ordered the [Rose Mansion] where the incident happened to to close down and reorganize."
"Yes, it needs to be reorganized." The Saint nodded mysteriously and then said coldly, "Speaking of which, I haven't been to the [Rose Mansion] for a long time. I wonder how the roses there are and if they are as beautiful as before … Ludic, thank you for bringing me the roses tonight. I like them very much."
Headmaster Ludic quickly stood up with one hand on his chest and said, "It is my honor that the Saint likes them."
The Saint said again, "However, I'm afraid that just closing down and reorganizing won't eliminate the people's worries. If there is a problem with faith, it will be a big problem. Faith is the foundation of everything. In my Holy City, heretics that can shake the foundation of the city are not allowed … Regarding the [Rose Mansion], I wonder if everyone here has any good ideas? "
They suddenly couldn't figure out the Saint's attitude.
Everyone here knew a lot about history, so how could they not know the relationship between the Saint and the [Rose Mansion]? However, for so many years, the Saint didn't seem to have any intention of interfering with the [Rose Mansion]. Why did he suddenly …
"Why aren't you saying anything?" The Saint smiled and said, "Since I asked all of you, I want to hear the answer. You don't have to worry about anything, and you don't have to worry about … me."
Headmaster Ludic directly looked at the City Lord of Durand City.
Elder Calvin and the other old scholars also looked at the City Lord of Durand City.
Everyone also looked at the City Lord of Durand City.
The City Lord of Durand City could only lower his head and look at himself … Why is it me again?
The City Lord of Durand City carefully thought about the Saint's increasingly indifferent attitude toward the [Rose Mansion] over the past few hundred years, and he made up his mind and said, "I think that the best way to eliminate the people's uneasiness is to use the Holy Light to completely purify the [Rose Mansion]. Under the purification of the Holy Light, all abnormalities will be exposed, and all disasters will be eliminated. This way, the people will be able to rest assured. "
"Oh? Durand City, you plan to use the Holy Light to purify? "The Saint's expression was indiscernible.
However, everyone looked at this scene nervously … They naturally knew what the Holy Light Purification meant.
It was the Holy Light that shot out from the eyes of the Saint's statue in the Holy City. Under the Holy Light Purification, everything would be annihilated … This also meant that the abnormalities in the [Rose Mansion] would definitely disappear, but at the same time, the [Rose Mansion] would probably be razed to the ground and turned into ashes.
"Yes." Durand City gritted his teeth and said, "Since we want to eliminate the people's worries, we have to do it thoroughly. I personally think that eliminating all future troubles is the right attitude."
"Lord Durand City, those victims only lost their Divine Favored level, not their faith." Headmaster Ludic couldn't help but frown and say, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to use the Holy Light Purification without being able to prove the existence of the Fallen … This is probably unfair to that Assaches Dark."
The surname Dark was like a sharp sword hanging above the City Lord of Durand City's head … The City Lord's expression became even more unsightly.
Why didn't he know the surname [Dark]?
That was the surname of the Saint.
The City Lord of Durand City could only sigh and say, "Assaches, as the owner of the mansion, can't escape the blame when something strange happens in the mansion …"
The City Lord secretly glanced at the Saint, and seeing that the Saint's expression was normal, he said, "Moreover, as the descendant of the [Father of the Saint], since something like this happened in the mansion that might affect the foundation of his faith, he should step forward. I personally think that the purification of the [Rose Mansion] is imperative. Moreover, I think that the [Rose Mansion] exists in spirit and not in form or substance. As long as the name [Dark] is still there, and as long as Assaches who inherits the will of [Dark] is still there, he can rebuild the [Rose Mansion] in another place … Of course, the city government will also help him rebuild the mansion. "
What the f * ck? The [Rose Mansion] exists in spirit and not in form … Headmaster Ludic rolled his eyes and said in a strange tone, "I think the city government should also inherit the spirit and not dominate the system?"
"Mr. Ludic! Watch your words! "The City Lord of Durand City scolded in a low voice," The Saint is here! "
"I'm guilty, and I repent!" Headmaster Ludic said, "I'll pray now, Amen!"
Then, the headmaster clasped his hands together and sat down with his eyes closed.
"Saint, can you listen to me?" Old Man Calvin suddenly stood up and looked at the Saint respectfully.
"Please speak." The Saint looked at him with a smile.
Calvin said, "Since the anomaly happened in Rose Mansion, the owner of the mansion, Arthashis, is just as Sir Durand said, he can't absolve himself from the blame. However, I think that Assaches is a devout person, and he definitely doesn't want to see the appearance of such a strange phenomenon … Why don't we order Assaches to find the root of the problem within a time limit? "
"What if he can't solve it within the time limit?" The Saint asked with a smile.
Calvin said expressionlessly, "Then we'll do as the City Lord said. Purify the mansion and eliminate all future troubles."
The Saint looked at Headmaster Ludic and said calmly, "Ludic, what do you think?"
Ludic opened his eyes and said solemnly, "I'll listen to the Saint's instructions."
The Saint nodded and said, "Then we'll do as Calvin said. Durand, order Assaches to find the root of the problem within a time limit … Let's do it within a week. Alright, after talking for so long, everyone should be hungry. [Eden] sent me some seasonal fruits and vegetables. Everyone, have a taste. "
The banquet officially began.
…
…
On the shoulder of the Saint statue in the [Freedom City], a small figure was sitting on the statue's shoulder and swinging its legs.
Its cheeks were puffed up, and it was an exquisite porcelain doll face … It was looking at the scenery of the [Freedom City].
Suddenly, it looked up thoughtfully and saw three faint lights appearing in the sky above the [Freedom City].
As if it was frightened, it jumped down from the shoulder of the saint statue … At the moment it jumped down, it was unknown where it started, but the small figure disappeared.
The three lights in the night sky gradually dimmed.
At this moment, three figures landed on the square of the Saint statue … A young man in white and two followers, one male and one female.
"Hmm?"
The young man in white looked up at the towering Saint statue thoughtfully.
"Sir, is there a problem?" The female follower couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
The young man in white shook his head and said calmly, "Nothing … Let's go and see that so-called Saint."
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PS1: Thank you [Read Two Lines of Poetry] for accumulating moe. Serve tea, rub shoulders, full set.
PS2: As usual.
PS3: (0/1)
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