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Chapter 957

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Buggy's unconscious posture on the ground was a bit strange.

His hands were open, his face was on the ground, and his buttocks were sticking up. As for whether he had bitten his tongue or not, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom certainly didn't care.

Skaha just frowned and looked at Miss Kosini.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw that Miss Ke Sini seemed to have been controlled and had taken off her clothes. At the same time, the so-called 'emissary of God' walked towards Miss Ke Sini with an evil smile on his face.

The Queen of the Shadow Kingdom was not a person on the side of justice, but there were some things that she disdained to do — such as forcibly occupying a woman's body through controlling means.

At this time, Skaha stretched out her finger and gently tapped on Miss Kosini's forehead. After that, Miss Kosini fell to the ground. Skaha caught her, then carried her to the sofa next to her and put her down.

She looked at Miss Kosini again and frowned again. Because the moment she released the control on Miss Kosini's body, she felt a very holy power.

Holy … but at the same time, it was a charm spell that could control people, and the person who used it at the same time used it to do bad things.

"What's going on …" The doubt in the eyes of the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom grew stronger and stronger — she suddenly walked in front of Buggy, raised her leg, and kicked him over.

Skaha stared at Buggy for a while, then suddenly squatted down and covered Buggy's face with her palm — directly taking off the mask on Buggy's face.

Skaha opened Buggy's eyes again, stared at his eyes, and grabbed his wrist.

"What's wrong with this guy … Why is his body full of evil power?" Skaha muttered, "Is he going to mutate into a demon … or is he the descendant of a demon in the present world?"

Shaking her head, Skaha decided not to think more about it — this was what Lucifer asked her to investigate. So, if she directly threw this' messenger of God 'in front of Lucifer, it would probably be clear.



Miss Kosini slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the sofa with a blanket covering her body.

She looked around suspiciously, but she couldn't see the Emissary of God. Miss Ke Sini frowned. She only remembered that the other party seemed to have opened his palm towards her. At that moment, she felt as if she had lost consciousness. "Could it be an expert in hypnosis …"

Ke Sini's hands suddenly trembled slightly, and she began to bite her fingers.

"Daddy's mission … failed …"



"He suddenly fainted?"

M. de Saint-Franc had been summoned to Corsini at the last moment by the secretary, in the midst of an earnest acquaintance with the mayor.

"I'm sorry, father." Ke Sini lowered her head. "This emissary is most likely an expert in hypnotism. I don't know if he got anything out of me after he hypnotized me. "

Mr. San Francesco's expression was calm, but he did not look at Ke Sini. Instead, he looked at the night sky outside the window and muttered, "You have undergone training to resist hypnosis. If even you can't help but fall for it … then I can probably understand why this church can develop so quickly."

"Father, do you mean to say that he is relying on this powerful hypnotism?" Ke Sini's face was heavy.

Mr. San Francesco said indifferently, "Hypnotism is just one of the methods. Generally speaking, the methods used by this crazy money-grubbing church are hypnosis, hallucinogenic drugs, all sorts of psychological hints and deceit … Hmm, it seems like this is just a trick, and nothing more special. "

"Something … special?" Ke Sini asked subconsciously.

Mr. San Francesco glanced at Ke Sini and slowly said, "When I was in prison, I met a Jiu Jitsu master. He was not sent to prison because he committed a crime, but because he wanted to practice … This world is very big, so big that it limits the imagination of mortals. "

Ke Sini pondered the meaning of Mr. San Francesco's words, but Mr. San Francesco suddenly said, "All right, let's go to the banquet hall."

"But father, the emissary is still …" Ke Sini quickly said. The 'emissary of God' was nowhere to be seen since she woke up. Mr. Bei Song was still at the banquet, but it wouldn't be long before he realized that something was wrong.

Mr. Bei Song was probably one of Zhang Tie's' messengers', and he was having a pleasant conversation with someone about life.

"If we end the banquet in this situation, won't it be telling others that we have something?" Mr. San Francesco said indifferently, and then directly pushed the door open and went out, "Let's go out, the birthday banquet has just begun, and our protagonist can't be absent."

"Understood …" Ke Sini sighed and hurriedly followed him.





Shalty was still not used to the life in the big church, although she had been here for less than two days.

On the one hand, it was because there were many more people in the big church than in the convent where she grew up, and the believers who came during the day were endless.

The priest here, the one who brought the money for the old nanny's operation and provided her with the opportunity to learn, was called Babalong.

Father Babalong was really a kind person — at least, that was how Shalty felt at the moment.

At this time, Shalty, who had finished her daytime classes, was cleaning the church with another nun who was doing research. The nun who participated in the research was about the same age as Shalty. Her name was Messiah, and she was a relatively quiet girl.

"Messiah, can I leave the prayer room to you? Just leave the floor to me. "

After all, she had been living with the old granny in the convent and all the cleaning work in the convent was done by Shalty alone. So, she thought that she could do more of the cleaning work and left the more relaxing prayer room to this new nun whom she had just met.

"No … no need, just leave the floor to me, I'm used to doing this." Messiah shook her head at this time, "I, I'm a little clumsy, and it's easy for me to break the things inside."

After saying that, Messiah walked up to Shalty, reached out and took the broom in her hand, and then hurriedly started.

The prayer room is so small, what can be broken … Shalty suddenly smiled. It seems that Messiah has the same idea as me, wanting me to finish the more tiring work and then leave the easier work to others.

"Really good … a big church." Shalty's mood suddenly turned for the better – for the past few days, she had been feeling breathless.

After a while, Messiah said, "I'm going to take out the trash, Shalty."

"Thank you for your hard work." Shalty smiled, then hummed a song from the hymn and began to clean the prayer room here.

But at this time, the door of the church suddenly opened, and a fat man walked in dejectedly.

He sighed as he looked at the statue of suffering in front of him. Then, he sat down on the bench by himself. Shalty looked at it for a while, then walked over.

The church was a place where people could talk … This was what the old maid had always taught her.

"Sir, do you have any difficulties?" Shalty asked softly at this time.

This kind of thing might be more suitable for Father Babalong, but Father Babalong was busy with other things at the moment.

"Are you a new nun? I haven't seen you before. "The fat man frowned and asked.

"Yes." Shalty sat down at this time, next to the man, and smiled, "But I grew up in the monastery … If you have any problems, you can talk to me."

The man suddenly smiled bitterly. "You don't look much older than my daughter. What kind of advice can you give me … I'll just sit here for a while. Let me be alone for a while."

Shalty was obviously a warm-hearted person who had been taught to be warm-hearted. At this moment, she quickly said, "Sir, perhaps my experience isn't enough for me to give you any effective advice, but as an observer, I can still help you release some of the frustration in your heart."

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then finally nodded and sighed, "Well, I think I do need an audience at this time."

"How should I address you?" Shalty asked with a smile.

"Cage, just call me Cage." The man... Cage heaved a sigh, "You know what? I've just been released from the detention center, I'm a sinner. "

Shalty still smiled, "Mr. Cage, our sins can be forgiven when we have mercy and gratitude in our hearts. Since you've left that place and gained freedom, it should be something to be grateful for. "

Cage smiled bitterly, "Something to be grateful for? If after I came out, my wife ran away with another man, took away my daughter, and even my property … and I even lost my job, do you think I can still feel grateful? "

"This … this …" Shalty's face stiffened.

It wasn't that she hadn't heard other people's complaints, but most of them were from the villagers — The villagers in the village were usually just a small worry, unlike Mr. Cage who had encountered so many misfortunes. With her experience, she really didn't know how to comfort Mr. Cage.

"You don't need to comfort me, as you said, just be a listener." Mr. Cage looked at the crucifixion statue in front of him, talking about his experience during this period.

He started his story from work. Then, when he was escorting a prisoner, he was kidnapped by the prisoner. He had no choice but to help the prisoner escape. Later, because of this, he was arrested by the police. Although he was eventually released, he encountered more unfortunate things.

"Sometimes I think, even though I've become a believer, but … does He pay attention to me?" Cage shook his head, smiling bitterly, "You know what? Before I came here, I even thought about robbing because I'm penniless now. I can't even afford to eat. "

"You can't do this!" At this moment, Charlotte hurriedly grabbed Mr. Cage's hand. "Mr. Cage, you can't give up on yourself because of this. Since you've already been released from the detention center, don't tell me you want to go back for robbery again?"

"But I'll starve to death … What are you going to do?"

Shalty hurriedly took out an old wallet from the pocket of her robe and took out some banknotes and coins, "Mr. Cage, I'm really sorry, because I don't have an official income yet. This is all I have. I hope it can help you."

"How old are you?" At this moment, Cage looked at the money sent by Shalty. His lips moved slightly, and his eyes seemed to be a little moist. "I've looked for my friends, colleagues, and even my boss to tell them about my experience, but they were unwilling to help me. Instead, it was you, a stranger, who actually helped me …"

Shalty stood up at this time, reached out and pressed Cage's forehead, saying softly, "Lord, please save the lost lamb in front of you, don't let him go astray. Lord, I'm here to beg you … "

As Cage listened, time seemed to stop. Suddenly, he began to sob and cry bitterly.

Shalty sat beside him and silently accompanied him. After a while, Mr. Cage slowly exhaled, "Young nun, thank you, I'm much better now … May I know your name?"

"Shalty."

"Miss Shalty." Cage smiled, "Thank you for listening to my nagging today. Although the current situation hasn't changed much for me, my mood has improved a lot."

"This is already a change of the situation, Mr. Cage." Shalty smiled happily, "Nothing is more important than cheering up."

Cage took a deep breath, grabbed the money Shalty gave him … and held it tightly in his hand, "Miss Shalty, I really need this … but, but I'll definitely return it to you, as long as I can get through this difficult time."

"It's okay, I basically don't spend anything here." Shalty shook her head.

"Miss Shalty, you'll definitely become a very beloved nun in the future." Cage said seriously, "I'm very happy to have met you … Can I come here often in the future to talk to you?"

"Of course!"

"I'll definitely return it, Miss Shalty."

Mr. Cage walked out slowly, with an air of relief, and a cheerfulness that seemed to be renewed hope in life.

Shalty stretched and glanced at the crucifixion statue in front of the church. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and snickered … I'll become a beloved, outstanding nun or something …

Aiya!





Scaha suddenly appeared in front of Lucifer. At this time, Lucifer was lying lazily on the sofa, seemingly thinking about something.

Scaha threw Bucky, who was in his hand, directly to the ground.

"What's this?" Lucifer's eyes turned and looked at the guy who was thrown in front of him.

"Isn't this what you asked me to investigate?" The Queen of Shadow Country said indifferently, "What do you want to know? Just ask. This guy is the mastermind of the emerging church."

"Oh?" Lucifer suddenly narrowed his eyes, then kicked the guy on the ground with his foot. Only then did he squat down and see the other party's appearance clearly.

"It's really you … Bucky." Lucifer's voice suddenly became gloomy.

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