"Very well, if you were one of those crazy guys, I would never teach you any Holy Light magic, because that would only teach a killing machine."

Hearing Roland's answer, Old Bishop Brown seemed very satisfied, reached out and patted him on the shoulder a few times, nodded and said.

Suddenly, Old Bishop Brown seemed to remember something, and hurriedly shouted at the corner of the chapel: "Hey, come out, don't you know how to say hello when a guest comes?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a door slowly opened in the dim corner.

"What! Aren't you, old man, very familiar with this place? Why do you want me to greet you, it's a real trouble. ”

As the wooden door opened, a petite figure stepped out of it, and responded to Old Brown's words in an impatient tone.

Roland looked intently and saw that the owner of the voice turned out to be a nun.

The nun didn't look very old, with a flat chest and a young face, no matter how you looked at it, she looked like she was only in her teens.

Merely...... Her strength doesn't seem to be bad.

Roland could clearly feel that the strength of this little nun should reach about forty or fifty levels.

"Let me introduce you to the only nun in this church: Nancy, and your future companion."

"Hi Nancy, this is Pastor Roland. He will take over this church, remember, don't make trouble. ”

A helpless smile appeared on Old Brown's face, and he got up from his chair, reached out and grabbed the little fellow, and introduced Roland.

"A companion in the future? And take over this church? ”

Roland was stunned for a moment, looked around at the small church, and said.

If you take over this small church in no man's land, it will undoubtedly be the worst outcome.

Because he was far away from the core of the temple, it would make it impossible for Roland to carry out many of his plans in the future. Including the final plan: to control the entire Temple of Light, this qiē could not be carried out smoothly.

"Well, I'm going to let you comprehend the power of light here, and I'll be here every day to teach you."

Old Bishop Brown stared at Roland's eyes: "Don't you want to?" ”

"Yes, I follow Bishop Brown's orders."

Roland did not refuse, nor did he put this dissatisfaction on his face. Directly under this mention yì.

Now that he was Bishop Brown's subordinate, he had no right to refuse this mention at all.

And it seems that this is only temporary, not forever in this deserted village.

"It's time for me to leave, and Nancy will tell you what you're going to do next. By the way, praying under the statue of the Goddess of Light, as you did just now, will benefit your understanding of the power of light. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Bishop Brown turned and left the chapel.

"Hello, my name is Nancy. Is there anything you'd like to ask? ”

When the old Bishop Brown completely disappeared from view, the little nun beside him said lazily to Roland.

"Sister Nancy............ what are we going to do next?"

Roland glanced at the nun named Nancy in surprise, and then asked his own question.

From the moment she first appeared, I could see the sleepiness on her face, as if she was yawning all the time.

This drowsiness doesn't mean that I'm tired or anything, it's just that I just want to sleep.

"What do you want to do? Do you have any bad intentions against me? Well, it's just kidding! We just need to stay here. Then help those who come to the church for help. ”

Sister Nancy, leaning wearily on a bench, said weakly, "But now we must fill our stomachs." You know, that old guy won't be in charge of our food. ”

"Okay, I'm going to prepare lunch, where's the kitchen?"

"Huh? Does Reverend Roland still cook? The kitchen is inside that door, yes, that's the place. ”

When Sister Nancy heard that Roland was going to cook herself, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. Seems unwilling to believe what he hears.

After more than twenty minutes of tossing, Roland finally made a dinner in this limited environment.

"Sister Nancy, is this meal to your taste?"

"Uh-huh, it's delicious, I'm definitely the old guy who made the right decision. It's to bring you to this church, and the food you cook is much better than mine. ”

The little nun Nancy kept stuffing food into her mouth and muttered.

Seeing this scene, Roland couldn't help but feel surprised.

Her image of a foodie is completely inconsistent with her previous lazy and cute image, just like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost.

"By the way, Sister Nancy, I would like to ask...... What do you mean by helping those who are asking for help? Is there anyone still living here? ”

Roland was eating, suddenly remembered what he had just said, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, so you wanted to ask this!"

Perhaps because of the delicious food, Sister Nancy was also much more enthusiastic towards Roland, and immediately replied to him.

"Well, there are people living around here, most of them who have fled from other places. The reason they fled seems to have been because of the recently resurrected dead. ”

"Since there aren't many places in the city for them to live in, they have to live near here."

The resurrected dead?

That is, the outbreak of the undead frenzy, and it seems that the signs of darkness are beginning to appear.

Thinking of this, Roland's expression couldn't help but become solemn.

This is not good news, and if the signs of darkness appear, the rest of the world of Enoble will also be mutated.

He must do his best to control the Bluman Empire, only then can he survive that chaotic time and protect the people who matter to him.

And...... He had to find a way to get the Light Temple and the nations to take notice of this phenomenon.

You must know that this is not an ordinary wave of corpses, the darkness has reached out to the world.

"Pastor Roland, aren't you going to eat? If I can, I can help you eat it all. ”

“………………”

Just as Roland and the others were eating inside the chapel, an anxious shout came from outside.

"Excuse me, anyone? Help, help us, we need help. ”

In an instant, Pastor Nancy's face changed, put down the rice bowl in his hand, and hurriedly rushed out.

Seeing this, Roland also followed her footsteps and walked into the hall of the chapel.

I saw that at the entrance of the chapel hall, a middle-aged man was supporting a woman, looking panicked and shouting loudly.

The most striking thing was the blood-stained woman with a pale face. If it weren't for the breath of life coming from her, I'm afraid Roland would have thought that she was already a corpse for the first time.

"Mr. Pastor, help us, please save her."

…………………… (To be continued......) R1292