It seems that a certain player really didn't think about whether to create a guild or not, and even didn't move on this for a long time.

Instead, she exchanged "air" a few times, and in addition to delivering a bunch of things unearthed from the tomb to Bernie, she also "earned" a bunch of exchange points herself.

These exchange points were enough for her to exchange for the Xenomorph Bloodline Purification Fruit that could improve her "strength", which was also half sold and half given away by Bernie.

As a result, she chose the lottery for all.

In fact, during this time, the exchange points exchanged by the other party with various miscellaneous items were basically used for lottery.

It seems to have a red eye.

Bernie liked this kind of behavior, and he just cleaned up a bunch of clutter that players wouldn't be interested in buying, but kept quite a lot of space.

But for now, the clutter has been largely emptied, and all that remains is something valuable. So he felt the need to put an end to this opportunistic behavior.

Therefore, in this lottery, he gave all the Holy Light.

After that, there was no movement on the other side.

Bernie didn't pay much attention to this, and after studying the improvement of the devouring sequence in the Black Mist World, he slowly withdrew from here.

……

He was still in a carriage, but not from the city council to the church, but to the deacon's quarters, who had lost his eyes.

Outside, it was overcast and rainy, and the streets and buildings on both sides of Shiphull seemed rather deserted and empty.

As the carriage moved forward, the sound of wheels and hooves was the only sound around except the rain.

But in fact, there is already an undercurrent here.

News about last night's events, the murderer, and the murderer's arrest has spread beyond Hammer Island.

Bernie had received a letter from a bird with a letter from Bishop Rhodes asking for details.

So Bernie wrote a reply to the matter "as it is" and sent it over.

But Bishop Rhodes could not be the only one who paid attention to the matter, far from mentioning, and among the victims last night were the heirs of the surrounding aristocratic families.

So it is foreseeable that in the coming days, many people will arrive in Hull.

But all of this has nothing to do with Bernie, at least on the surface.

So there was only one thing he needed to do now, and that was to comfort the wounded deacon.

In fact, when he was in the city council, many members of the clergy had already visited each other.

So Bernie was the only one on the trip.

But it also provides an appropriate opportunity for something to happen.

……

After arriving, Bernie talked for a long time with the depressed deacon who was lying on the bed, and finally saw that the other person's eye area was difficult to treat, and used the holy light to relieve the other party's pain.

"You're a good man, Father Bernie."

The slightly obese injured deacon said wryly.

Despite being soothed by the Light and having been carefully healed of his wounds before, the deacon's face was still pale and pale.

It wasn't just the physical pain, but the mental trauma was very severe.

This blow is not limited to the dark future that cannot bear after losing both eyes, but also the intense shock of being knocked out alive by the attack last night.

Coupled with the fact that a layer of fear was quietly present around Bernie, the middle-aged deacon, who was already in a trance, was even more emotionally unstable.

At least the other party was nervous when he mentioned the murderer.

"Did the murderer get caught?" He asked nervously and expectantly.

"I'm already in prison, rest assured." Bernie replied comfortingly.

"Punish him severely, Father Bernie." The deacon was pleased to hear this, and said, "It is better to burn him at the stake." ”

Unfortunately, Bernie's words shattered some of his illusions.

"For now, it's not our business."

"Why!?"

The middle-aged fat deacon, who was covered with a layer of cloth over his eyes, grabbed Bernie's arm when he heard this, and said in an excited voice: "That's a heretic!" Why not us? ”

"Only by burning him can the evil in his body be completely dissipated, yes, he must be burned to death!"

This didn't really require Bernie to respond, and the other party suddenly understood something.

"I'm guessing someone doesn't want us to care, am I right, Father Bernie? Is someone messing around!? ”

"Everything is going according to the process."

Bernie didn't say right or wrong.

But the other party was already able to hear the meaning of this sentence.

"In the face of such evil, they still consider their interests......"

In the dimly lit room with an oil lamp, the deacon, who was slumped at the head of the bed, suddenly calmed down, and the hand that was gripping Bernie's sleeve slowly loosened.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't want to admit it, but you should already know, Father Bernie, that I was in a brothel at the time of the attack. ”

"Everybody makes mistakes." Bernie said in understanding, "God's servants are not spared. ”

In fact, although prostitution is prohibited by the Covenant Church, the extent of the prohibition is not very serious.

For in the philosophy of the Covenant Church, prostitution, which is purely carnal, has nothing to do with love.

Despite the guilt, the punishment will not be very severe when discovered.

So now that the other party admits this, it won't cause him much serious damage.

But apparently the deacon said this not just for the reason of confession -

"If I hadn't been at that brothel yesterday, my eyes would still be on me."

He said, "Why did the murderer target me? I've never met him, and I don't have a grudge against him. There were so many people in that brothel, why was I the only one who was attacked? ”

Without waiting for Bernie to speak, the one asked himself in awe, "Maybe this is a punishment from the gods for my perennial mistakes, or rather, a warning?" ”

"So I can't go on like this, Father Bernie, and even though I've lost my eyes, I can't turn a blind eye to God's warnings."

"So, what do you want to do?" Bernie asked softly.

"I'm going to expose the sins of some people in the church, Father Bernie."

The other party said in a firm tone: "I can't stand some filthy people staying in the church anymore, those people are in collusion with many local forces, they not only usually take bribes, but also constantly betray the church on some key matters!" ”

"Betrayal?"

"Yes, betrayed, they ......"

Maybe it's because of the remorse after the disaster, or maybe it's because of the resentment that the murderer can't be dealt with by the church.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he was destined to no longer serve as a deacon after losing his eyes, so he wanted to pull some people back.

Or maybe all of these reasons.

The deacon, who had lost his eyes, began to speak of the guilt of some of the people in the church, as well as many aspects of Shiphull.

As a result, not only did Hull Town become more and more lively, but even the Glenn Church, which had been considered a sideline, suddenly fell into turmoil.

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