One of the fish-men's claims that they didn't have time to prepare was clearly incorrect, as the Hull Church had already been in action before the Cumboree family incident.

Some monks ran to inform the knights on patrol to be ready, while others ran to the fishing villages scattered around the town to call on the fishermen to gather towards Hull Town.

As a melodious bell rang out, the town's already solemn atmosphere was even more solemn because of the rumors of the Sea Tribe's landing.

Therefore, they are very cooperative with the current actions of the church, and there are even many who have taken the initiative to help.

In less than half a day, some fishermen living in fishing villages outside the hull town had basically entered the town, and then were arranged into temporary shelters that had been prepared in various places.

At the same time, the townspeople were also appeased by the clergy and prepared for war.

"If all the cities of the Radiant Lands had this kind of mobilization, then it would be amazing."

As a heretic, the merchant Bardwin, who was preparing to build the newspaper headquarters in Shiphull, couldn't help but sigh.

He was sitting in a tavern, looking sideways at the passing knights.

"It's still relatively rare."

The tavern keeper not far away smiled and said, "What is even more remarkable is that we were here not long ago. ”

"yes, that's an amazing phenomenon."

Berdwin nodded, then took a closer look at the tavernkeeper and asked curiously, "You don't seem to be too scared?" ”

"Fear won't solve anything." The tavernkeeper said, "And I believe the gods will bless us." ”

"You're religious." Berdwin smiled, "I hope this piety will keep you from misfortune." ”

"When Father Ted was still around, I was already the most diligent church goer in Hull."

The tavernkeeper replied proudly, "So when it comes to piety, there should be no one here who is more religious than me." ”

To be able to say such a thing is already a kind of ungodliness.

Berdwin thought to himself, and asked curiously on the surface.

"Father Ted?"

"It's an old priest before Father Bernie."

"I had a good relationship with him, and he used to come to my place for drinks, but then he died suddenly, and Father Bernie came to us," said the tavernkeeper. ”

Berdwin nodded, not very interested.

He then chatted with the tavernkeeper for a few more moments, and then proceeded to the outside of the tavern to inquire about the church.

As a result, when he arrived at Glenn Church, he found that there were quite a few people who had come here to inquire about the news, many of them were merchants he had known recently, and some were the children of nobles who had come to Shiphull Town to visit.

They were obviously very concerned about whether there would be danger, and they were all nervous.

"It's just a few measures just in case, so you don't have to panic."

One of the deacons in the church explained, "We don't have a definite clue that the Sea Clan is going to attack us here. ”

"But I guess I know something else, right?" A middle-aged businessman was keenly aware of this.

"Otherwise, why would you suddenly call on the fishermen outside to come over?"

"I also saw the ascetics hiding in the monastery running over." Another businessman chimed in.

"Without more definite information, it would be impossible for Father Bernie to disturb their retreat."

"yes, I think so too."

"Is Father Bernie here? I have something to talk to him about. ”

"I have something to talk about, too."

“……”

“……”

"Father, he can't pull away now, if there is anything you can tell me first."

……

Bernie, who couldn't pull away from the deacon's mouth, really couldn't pull away at the moment.

But he's not busy with church things, he's sketching a map.

The map wasn't drawn out of thin air, but was based on a map of Hull Town, to which Bernie was adding some lines.

At first, the lines look very messy, like a child scribbling on a complete map.

But as the quill in his hand continued, everything that had been chaotic was gradually sorted out as if a skeleton had been built, and finally a detailed map was still framed by Hull Town, but much more complex.

Looking at the map and comparing it to another map of the original hull town next to him, Bernie dropped his quill and picked up the drawing and got up and walked out the door.

During this time, two monks who had already been ordered to follow Bernie with a large box, and then walked down the back door of the church to the next bell tower, and swirled up the gate and stairs at the bottom of the bell tower, and finally reached the top of the bell tower.

A monk who was in charge of the daily bell ringing was overlooking the rainy town below, when he heard footsteps coming from inside the tower, turned around, and bowed when Bernie appeared.

"Good afternoon, Father Bernie."

"I'm going to do something here, you guys go down first."

The monk nodded, and left the top floor with the other two monks who had followed Bernie.

Before leaving, though, he saw Bernie holding a sheepskin map compared to the town below.

"What is this going on, Father?"

He was curious about it, but didn't dare to look at it more.

Then when he got down from the bell tower, he saw a very wonderful sight.

Not far from the bell tower, at the entrance of a street near the church square, stone bricks suddenly appeared, and the layers began to accumulate rapidly, and finally the white wall that connected the buildings on both sides and completely blocked the street entrance appeared in view.

The wall, which resembles a marble casting, is about three meters high, and looks neat and smooth under the rain curtain, but I don't know if it's an illusion, there seems to be light in the wall.

The monk was amazed by such a strange sight, but he was not too surprised.

After all, in a world where transcendent beings exist, similar situations are not uncommon.

Instead, he was more curious about what the young priest on the clock tower wanted to do.

However, the view from the top of the bell tower was so wide that he didn't dare to lean over to take a closer look, so he could only pretend not to care and walk to the church, and prepare to discuss it with some of his friends in the church.

However, before he could reach the door of the church, another wall quickly piled up on the other side of his vision.

And then there is the third side, the fourth side......

Being in the church, he couldn't see any farther, but the monk could faintly hear the cries of some of the townspeople in astonishment.

Some of the voices were near, some were far away, some were from the east, and some were from the west.

It's as if the whole town is shaken!