Accidents ended up with no real surprises.

The "NPCs" in the docklands were no longer angry, but more joyful.

Not only because the sudden burst of white light made everyone feel comfortable, but also because of the fat and robust poultry and livestock in their hands.

"This must be a gift from God!" Someone grabbed a rabbit's ear and, despite its struggle, lay on the ground and shouted excitedly in Bernie's direction.

"It was Father Bernie who brought God's blessings and gave us these fat foods!"

"Praise be to the great Lennon, praise be to Father Bernie!"

"May the glory be to God forever, and may the wisdom of God forever shroud our priests."

"Make them into cured meats, enough to eat for a while, hehe......"

……

A group of people were excited about this, and many knelt down with excitement, but most of the clergy knew what was going on.

So while they were shocked by the bright light in Bernie's hands before, they were now more worried about whether there was evil hidden in the animals that had been mistaken for God-given food.

"Are you going to stop them, Father Bernie?" A middle-aged deacon with thin cheeks next to him said solemnly, "Maybe they should hand over these animals?" ”

"No, since they haven't been harmed by the Light, they won't be dark creatures."

Bernie replied softly, his gaze turning to one of the boys who had been talking to him before the animal attacked.

"I'm sure you'll be a respected physician."

He touched the other man's head as he spoke, "If you make a persistent effort to do this, and maintain an unwavering faith in God." ”

"I won't let you down, Father." The boy nodded solemnly.

"No, you should say, won't let yourself down."

Bernie smiled, and then prepared to go back to the church.

Fu erupted again, and his body was now empty.

However, at this time, the sun is high in the sky, and the surrounding light is very rich.

The warm current that came one after another, constantly evolving into holy light and storing it in the body, and it would not be long before it was fully recovered.

In other words, this does not prevent him from staying here to rescue.

But now that the news has spread and people are flocking in, it would be unwise to stay on such a humble street.

The right thing to do is to go back to the church and receive them there one by one.

At the same time, after some previous actions, the holy water that came with "The Vanity of Peck III" that he drank when he came had begun to be digested.

Therefore, what changed was his left hand, which was faintly covered with a dark golden hue.

"Next, let's count the believers who can't walk and can't get to church."

As he walked, Bernie instructed the deacon next to him, "I will come to the door and treat them in turn." ”

"Okay." The middle-aged deacon nodded when he heard this, and his eyes had unconsciously shown respect with some of Bernie's actions before.

"Other aspects should also be prepared, maybe the number of people who go to church will not be small."

These words made the clergy who followed around them smile.

Although there have been some twists and turns, the corresponding impact has been very positive.

This can be seen from the warm goodbyes of the people in the docklands when they left just now.

Obviously, the appearance of the new priest in the jurisdiction this time has caused an amazing effect.

……

In fact, soon after they returned to the church, Morse Church, which had been somewhat deserted due to the turmoil in the local church, became more and more lively.

This bustle lasted until the church closed in the evening.

Then the situation on the second day was even more active than on the first day.

Early in the morning, before dawn, a group of believers gathered in the square in front of the church, and then the number of people gathered more and more.

Some of them need medical treatment, and some want the parish priest to preside over religious ceremonies such as funerals, weddings, and baptisms.

Most of them were people from the Morse Church precinct, but it was not limited to the area, and there were also believers running from other parts of Neuham.

The reason, of course, is Bernie's rare treatment.

The healing effect of the Holy Light is not very strong, but it can cure anything, and it does not irritate the body during the treatment, and it will not take effect quickly at the cost of overdrawing one's potential life force like some medicines.

This is a rare thing.

Although there are many healing methods in the Church, and some of them naturally have a similar effect to the Holy Light, but at least they can only be exerted by high-grade potions.

or a means that can be used by clergy at the rank of bishop or above.

In the priest class, which corresponds to the grassroots people, there would not have been many tragedies without this kind of extraordinary skill that is omnipotent, harmless, and can be repeated on countless people.

Therefore, when this power is really manifested, the enthusiasm for it is something that the division of church districts simply cannot stop.

This may seem like a "business grab" in some sense.

But some of the problems at the grassroots level are something that everyone knows, and Bernie's appearance is tantamount to making amends, and it is also maintaining the stability of the Neam faith.

While this would make the other priests seem incompetent, the other two priests in Neam are from Rhodes at the moment, and they both understand how much the Bishop values Bernie.

So instead of stopping or accusing him, they began to actively praise Bernie, and even asked believers in need of treatment to find him.

So in the next period of time, under their "arch fire", Morse Church and the reputation of Father Bernie of the church grew stronger and stronger in Nessam.

In a sense, letting Bernie be in the limelight is tantamount to letting Bishop Rhodes, who focuses on training Bernie, be in the limelight.

And for those of them who gathered around the bishop, it was clear that the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

……

Neuham has been rejuvenated by Bernie's initial appearance lately.

The Rowland Islands, across the bay from Nerham, are embroiled in scandals involving Vice-Principal Jerome.

Before the repercussions of the smuggling of holy water were over, Archbishop Jerome suddenly came forward to accuse Bishop Jerome of accepting bribes during a visit to the diocese.

Then, before the investigation could be clarified, someone came forward to claim that Jerome had raised many teenagers in a certain place, and that Jerome himself was quite feminine.

The old bishop was furious and made a heated accusation against the accuser in court, claiming that his words were nothing different from blasphemy.

As a result, before this matter could be clarified, the gossip about Jerome's large fortune in Newcastle, another continent, spread unconsciously......

A series of events continue to be revealed, all about Vice-Bishop Jerome, and a discerning person can see at a glance that someone must be targeting him.

However, this kind of targeting is not all false accusations out of thin air, but there are all kinds of supporting evidence.

This corroboration does not directly convict Jerome himself, but the investigation is inevitable.

Things seem to be racing towards a bad outcome.

Jerome was filled with irritability during this time.

I can't help but be irritable about the irritability of the current encounter, the irritability of the future situation, and even many things in the past.

This situation is the difference between heaven and hell compared to everything that has been stable not long ago.

Jerome was thus desperate to find that the goal of squeezing out Rhodes and becoming bishop himself was an impossible thing to achieve.

It was even said that if the investigation continued, it would be difficult for him to keep his position as vicar.

"I'm going to stop it."

Jerome said to himself countless times in his heart, "And then fight back." ”

It's a pity that before he could figure out how to stop or even fight back, something worse happened-

A confidant reported that Bazel, an illegitimate son who fled overseas, was caught by the secret line of the church!

"How so!? That's going to ...... Absolutely can't get Bazel back, absolutely not!! ”

When he heard the news, the old man was sitting in his study, muttering in a resolute tone, but his face was pale.

Bazel knew so much that he and even the entire family behind him would be devastated.

So this kind of thing must be stopped!

However, he thought about it, but he couldn't think of how he could prevent the bastard from being brought back-

The "enemy" is very strong, not only has he found the illegitimate child whom he thinks he is hiding very closely, but after the incident, he doesn't even know where the dark line is now.

I don't know where my illegitimate child was taken.

"You're thirsty?"

Just when Jerome was a little at a loss because of this, a hoarse greeting suddenly came from outside the study window.

Jerome looked sideways, and a black crow came into view.

"I am thirsty, but what I need is the holy nectar of the gods, not the evil apple handed by the devil."

He replied, his expression visibly disgusted.

This crow came to him a while ago, and the purpose is self-evident.

And Jerome knew exactly what would happen if he colluded with the devil, so he naturally refused to do so.

In fact, it was not only the refusal, but he was even a little angry because of it.

Because he seriously suspects that he has been so unlucky these days, and that one of them may be because of the devils of hell who are secretly playing tricks, or they are the ones who are responsible for it!

But despite his anger, he couldn't do anything about it.

Because he himself has a problem, he doesn't dare to catch and burn this devil to death, let alone report that the devil covets him.

He was afraid of provoking more serious retaliation from these devils, such as breaking more news and clues.

Even if it was to take revenge on the devil, it would bring him one step closer to the gallows.

However, the inability to take revenge on the devil seems to represent his own complete passivity.

Jerome didn't know how his passivity came about, and he was even at a loss.

Because there are many things that he thinks it is impossible for outsiders to know, but outsiders do know it, and they know a lot......

"I think you should think carefully about our proposal."

The crow at the window did not choose to leave in the face of refusal, but grinned, leaking out a row of sharp fangs inside.

"Your illegitimate child will be transported back in about three days, and what awaits him will be a strict interrogation by the Church."

"I'm not stupid enough to make a deal with the devil." Jerome replied repeatedly, but his tone was less firm.

"Then you will watch yourself, your loved ones, and all your ambitions and riches burned by the wrath of the church."

Jerome was silent.

He was facing a lot of problems, and he thought he couldn't solve them unless a miracle happened.

But...... Will there really be a miracle?

If the gods really look at a person who has misbelieving, who has done many blasphemous acts, will it be a miracle or a punishment?

Maybe everything that happens now...... Is it punishment?

Thinking of this, the wizened old man suddenly laughed.

"I'm not going to see your master."

He said, "But if your master wants to ask something, I can cooperate with him, provided that you promise me to do something."

"What's the matter?"

"Help my son survive this."

"We can't do that, your son is already too deep."

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"Then kill him."

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