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"Hey, you're home, I'm leaving!"

Gen wanted to pull his sleeve and turn and run.

The Templars looked up in confusion:

The willow-like hair swayed from side to side, and the white porcelain-like hands clung to the man's arm, his eyes were pitiful, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Saint, saint...?" The Templars kept their mouths open, unable to close them for a long time.

"Ahh Brother Knight, I'm sorry. This girl has wandered into the human realm, and she has experienced a lot, so you must take care of her in the future. Yuan pulled out a hand and scratched his head, nodded and smirked.

At this time, he decisively adopted the means of pretending to be stupid, it seems that this Templar did not sense his demonic identity, so it is much easier, just fool and run away!

"Lord..."

Biyan's eyes were full of anxiety, but before he could speak, he covered it.

"Lord?" The knight looked strangely at the source who covered the girl's mouth.

"Ahh Is the Bishop in good health? Long time no see. Yuan snorted and sneered.

"Do you know the Bishop?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have recognized this girl. No, I found her wandering and sent her back. Biyan, you go back and meet your family first. ”

Gen smiled, and then said to the girl.

The knight's eyes were full of disbelief, and he took the girl away suspiciously.

Looking at the gradually thinning figures of the knight and the girl who were far away from the horizon, Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

……

"Biyan, where are you?"

The gray beard stretched around the neck, and the tall figure in the milky white priest's coat was full of kindness, but he hurriedly walked out of the apse.

"Grandpa Stendhal..."

"Bishop."

As soon as Biyan saw this warm figure, tears welled up.

……

The master bedroom of the temple

The girl sat at the foot of the bed, her face full of uneasiness.

Why... The owner doesn't take her away?

Restlessness wanders alone in her heart, and the girl's doubts are constantly magnifying.

The temple, a place full of holiness and gentleness. But it is also a demanding premises.

All people must be innocent and enter the temple from an early age.

Reading through the holy scriptures every day, learning poetry and books, practicing martial arts, and learning divine arts, you must complete them according to the requirements of the indicators, otherwise you will be punished by the temple rules.

The punishment is imprisonment at the light of the day, and the punishment is at severity. In addition, those whose backgrounds are unclear and those who are defiled will be removed from the temple and purified.

The girl looked at her fragrant shoulder with a blood-red mark, which was difficult to erase.

This is the mark of a slave.

It can't be washed away, and magic or even magic doesn't work.

She became a slave and sooner or later she would be discovered... Why, the master abandoned himself and sent himself here.

Although she saw familiar people, she couldn't bear to be excited after a long time. However, at the same time, she once again felt the oppression of bondage, which made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Knock, knock"

"Biyan, are you sleeping?"

A gentle and kind voice came, and Biyan came back to his senses.

"Not yet, what's the matter, Grandpa Si?"

"Well, nothing. It's really hard for you to be out there for a long time. ”

The girl hesitated.

Bishop Stendhal stroked his beard and said, "It's good to come back, you are a saint, and this will always be your home." ”

Sure enough, Grandpa Si is always so kind, and Grandpa Si always took care of her before, and he never gave her a heavy punishment after violating the palace rules. She listened to Grandpa Si the most!

The girl's nose was sour, "But, Biyan is defiled... I can't be a saint anymore. ”

The girl said with a crying voice, pointing to the blood-red mark above her arm.

"Can I still live here?"

"Huh?" Grandpa Si's face changed, and he immediately recovered. Then he smiled: "Of course." This will always be Biyan's home! ”

……

The girl looked at the wall in a daze.

Since then, Grandpa Si has never been here.

The three meals a day are getting worse and worse, and the perfunctory color is obvious. At first, the girl was a little confused, but then she remembered that she was not a saint anymore, and the food naturally deteriorated.

However, within a few days, three meals became two.

In the end, there was no food for even a day.

But because Grandpa Si had instructed her not to leave the room before leaving, she didn't take a step.

……

The next day

The girl was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, and she quietly opened the door. Not far away, there were two knights, as if they were guarding something.

However, the two were very loose and chatted casually.

"It's sad to be sent here, my justice should only be placed in such a place of guard," the young knight seemed indignant.

The girl was hungry and panicked, and just wanted to come forward to ask.

"You don't talk nonsense, the bishop said that you should be optimistic about the Holy Maiden of Biyan, and there is no room for error!" The older knight, seeing the young knight's disapproving look, reprimanded.

"Hmph, what a holy woman, just a holy who goes out and makes people defile. She's not a saint anymore, otherwise she would have us stay here? ”

"You kid is open-mouthed, but you've been learning a lot when you go out lately, let... Ah, the Holy Maiden..."

Biyan knelt on the edge of the wall with a pale face, holding on to the wall with one hand.

………………

Gen shook his head and wandered idly along the side of the street.

"Ah~ah~, I forgot to forget, I should have asked Biyan where those strong people lived first!"

Gen sighed and walked on the side of the road.

He didn't understand Elfish! I don't understand it! The temple guard spoke the lingua franca, so he could understand.

But now it's embarrassing.

I can't even ask for directions!

The source found a place that was more like a hotel and stayed, and the proprietress of the hotel was very kind, seeing that the source was illiterate, and taught for a few days, so that the source was slightly clear.

In the past few days, Yuan has dragged his white robe around.

Walking to the tavern, he found a random place to sit down, intending to use his elven language, which is not very good, to listen to some recent events.

Generally, the strong are celebrities, and it is easy to find out.

"X%......&*¥%Saint ¥#%Death%¥#刑罚*&"

“#￥…… Biyan#¥&"

Gen listened to the discussion in the tavern in a daze, and several words were even repeated many times.

it... Sure enough, language is an art of the ages. With his level of three words, even if he has a strong talent in the brain domain, it is difficult to master it directly.

Wait, wait?

Biyan? Saint? Death penalty? Wtf？

Before the source finished sighing, he felt bad from the content.

If you listen to it carefully, it is still the words "Biyan", "Holy Maiden", "Death Penalty" and so on.

The first thing he learned from the proprietress was some words related to himself, and he didn't expect to hear these words repeatedly, which really came in handy.

Seemingly... Something happened to Biyan!