Chapter 004 is low-key

"It's your disciple......" she replied in a low voice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Even if it's my disciple......" Khalar knew that many of his disciples were madly worshipping him, blindly worshipping, and this worship was based on his strategy and vision, wisdom and knowledge that he had never failed and surpassed the times, so that there would indeed be a cult of personality and primitive religious beliefs.

This was something he had anticipated from the beginning, so he repeatedly stressed in Camelot that religion was not allowed in order to prevent it.

"Your disciples came to Rome after their missionary expulsion from England, and were strongly supported by the Roman Emperor, and a hundred years later, when they returned to England, there was no power left to stop them. The god cracked the fire weaving with a low brow, she said it simply, but in fact it contained such bloody things that Kiral could think with his toes that it must contain conquest and slaughter in the name of religion.

It's just that that's more than a hundred years later, and Khalal can't care about it that long.

So he didn't have any fluctuations, and asked noncommittally, "And then." ”

"Then, the banner of the Crusaders was planted all over Europe, and with the Age of Discovery, all over the world, even in this small country in the Far East, there are not a few people who believe in you. "God Cracked Fire Weave calmly and calmly tells history.

For her, it was history, but for Kailar, she knew how much blood and violence it contained, and it was really the blood of the natives dripping from every page.

But what does it matter to him?

Khalal placed a white shirt in front of him, looked at it in the mirror, then tossed it aside and took a black shirt and put it on.

"So how powerful is the whole religion now?" asked Khalal.

"Very powerful, because it is strong, it is divided, it is divided into several religions, English Puritanism, Roman Orthodoxy and Russian Orthodoxy, although they are all based on you as a faith, saints, but they are not of one mind. ”

"Oh......" Kiral nodded lightly as he looked at himself in front of the mirror as he listened to the description of the god Cracked Fire Weaving. "I see. ”

"I'm in trouble. He said.

"Excuse me?" asked the god crack fire weaving without understanding.

"If it's a religion, you can simply reach a consensus on my identity, even if you don't recognize me as a saint, it doesn't matter if you are a god, even if you treat me as equals. ”

"But if it splits into multiple religions, then if your religion acknowledges my existence, the other religions will absolutely suspect that you are making gods because of communication problems, and they want to use me as a god to bring all religions together. ”

"So they're going to turn into big trouble for me. After Kiral fastened her tie, she walked to the sock area, at this time the God Cracked Fire Weave was already deeply shocked, and at this time she realized that Khalal's resurrection was definitely not a good thing, and it might even cause a bad thing in the religious war.

As for why Kailar was so skilled and able to wear these never-before-seen clothes in the world two thousand years later, she had long forgotten about it.

"If you're really on my side, what you should do now is keep it a secret, and then rush back to your faction overnight, talk to your leader one-on-one, and never expose my existence to anyone. Kaylar ripped the sock open and put it on his feet, giving advice and pointers.

This is his efforts for his own safety, but even if he comes, he is not afraid of it, but as a sage and prime minister, he has habitually borrowed strength, rather than being tough.

It's true that a reckless man likes to be tough, but people like him still habitually take advantage of the situation.

"Then I'll ...... it now" God Cracked Fire Weaving was actually not sure in his own heart whether Kailar was the legendary person, the real saint, the real god.

Because he was so calm, after coming out of the Holy Cross, he had always been so calm, so familiar with modern society, that he didn't need any explanation or explanation from her at all.

If it's common sense,It's very likely to be a trap in the school city.,This man is a guy arranged in advance by the school city.,And the Holy Cross has been dropped by the school city.。

But if from a theological point of view, God Cracked Fire Weave believes in the legendary all-knowing and all-powerful "God", and if he is really the legendary all-knowing and all-powerful person, then all his actions can be explained!

God Rift Fire Weave is now at a crossroads, hesitant and confused about her choice, and she is hesitant and confused, and her eyes light up in the face of Kailar's suggestion, but she feels that her eyes are suddenly bright.

If he is a god, one day he will be welcomed back to England by Archbishop Lola, if he is not, he will hide the news now and do nothing at all, but it is a better choice.

She looked at Kiral's gaze full of admiration, is this political wisdom?

"Then I'll ...... now" God Cracked Fire Weaving wanted to leave now, but Kellar stopped her.

"Wait a minute. He put on a pair of white sneakers and found a coat.

"Regarding my identity, can you help me solve it?" For example, in Kailar's era, Kailar had already begun to popularize the household registration system, and the wooden, iron, and bronze medals pressed out by the water press all represented the local household registration, and the things to be worn when going out were also equivalent to passes.

In the 21st century, this hukou system is even stricter, and Khalal knows this very well, so he directly became a hand-out party.

"Okay, do you have any other requirements. God Cracked Fire Weave wrote this down in his heart and asked.

In fact, this was a handle that was actively given to the forces behind her, and with the household registration they helped handle, Kailar basically exposed her whereabouts to them.

"There's another question, give me a freelance job. Kaylar chose a coat and a hat, and tied his hair up with a leather band he found at the cash register.

He buttoned his hat over his head, and laughed at the god Cracker.

"You see, flawless. All of a sudden, he went from being a glamorous presence to an ordinary and low-key foreign tourist visiting Japan.