"Thank you for taking the time to receive me, Father, the last time I came here was last year's Sowing Month, and I hope you will grant me this confession because I have discovered an unforgivable sin."

"Say, my child."

"My son is a heretic who has done unforgivable things, and I have preached to him countless times, but he has never listened. Until his sin was discovered. And when I learned all this, I was still thinking about protecting him, hoping that he would escape blame and punishment. ”

"It's understandable, how many mothers in the world don't think about protecting their children."

"But not only did I defend him, I also helped him make some escape ......"

“……”

“……”

"Have you ever pleaded with God for forgiveness for your sins?"

"Every time the rooster crows in the early hours of the morning, I'm so pleading, Father."

"In this case, you need to recite the Penance every morning and evening, and sponsor a poor person every month, and this time needs to continue until today next year."

"Thank you for your guidance, Father, and I will do this with all my might."

"Then I will forgive you all your sins and sins in the name of God. Go back, my child. ”

……

The interlocutor thus exits the other side of the confessional chamber.

After waiting silently, and noticing that no one else had come in again, a brown-haired young man dressed in a priest's black robe walked out of the confessional room.

Looking at the empty confession hall, Bernie groaned and touched his chin.

It was his second day as a surrogate priest.

After a busy day and half a night yesterday, Morse Church, which had been in turmoil due to the loss of a priest, has regained its former stability and order.

Naturally, Bernie took over all the responsibilities and powers of the priest.

Listening to the confessions of believers is one of his jobs, and with the aid of supernatural powers, this work is very easy for Bernie.

But in fact, most of the things that are faced with this kind of work are "boring".

The reason for this is that confessions are generally trivial and trivial.

For example, the first woman he listened to yesterday was impulsively committing adultery with a neighbor, and the more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself, and then she came to confess.

And from yesterday to now, the other penitents he has received are basically such trivial things.

However, what he said just now made Bernie feel something unusual.

Because there are some clues involved in this that have fled Bazel.

Was it the "ally" who pushed her to come and confess?

Bernie then thought of this possibility, and ostensibly he stepped out of the confessional hall and into the main area of the church.

"Father Bernie, some believers want to live in the square for a while."

When a young monk saw him appear, he immediately ran to him.

"What is the reason?"

"They said that the dock area was very chaotic for the past two days, especially at night, and a lot of people died every day."

"Didn't the sheriff deal with it?"

"Because of the recent turmoil in the Cambore family, the city council is now in a mess, and the sheriff has been forced to resign......"

"Then promise them, but not in the square, but in the church, and you can arrange the details."

"Okay, I'll go inform them right away." The young monk bowed and bowed, and then hurried away.

Then another monk came running in eagerness. In addition to this, there is a third, a fourth, a ...... Wait a short way away.

After the restoration of order internally, the current problem facing Morse Church is the turmoil in the outer jurisdiction.

Morse Church corresponds to the jurisdiction of the Neuam Docks, which has a large flow of people and everyone, which is not easy to manage.

After the smuggling incident, it was the wharf area that was the most affected.

Not only did the secular managers fall in large numbers, but even the gangsters who could not make it to the table began a bloody infighting after losing their leaders, and careerists competed with each other for the position of leader.

At the same time, many of the problems left over from the Blood Moon some time ago have not yet been completely resolved.

The reason is not only that Father Gal is inefficient, but also that some poor people simply do not have access to clergy to treat their injuries.

So the despair of death and serious illness hung over the lives of a small number of people.

In fact, if they have the ability, the church will not really die without help, and even if the believers have no money, most of them can still "pay on credit".

However, some normal injuries can be treated, but some strange believers who are not treated with special medicines, or who are infected by the dark breath, can only wait for death.

In addition, the original church's potion resource reserves were not so sufficient, and there was no reply to the application from above, and under such a large-scale disaster, it was impossible to take care of everyone.

If it is not dealt with in time, there will always be tragedies.

One must first fall into despair, and in this turmoil salvation will begin.

This is the wise saying of a certain pope in history, but if there is only despair and no salvation, it is impossible to know for sure what will happen later.

Bernie needs to do something about this situation.

It was the priest's daily job to maintain the religious faith of the people in his jurisdiction, and some of the people who doubted this faith because of their suffering were the main goal of his reassurance first.

On the surface, the land of glory is relatively peaceful, but in reality this vast land is full of undercurrents, heretical ideas, pagan preaching, and above all the interference of the forces of hell and the inducement of the devil......

If there is really a mistake, there are some cruel and bloody devilish acts in the jurisdiction, then Bernie, the priest, will be more responsible.

……

"The people of the cathedral have sent you a transcendent scroll with matching holy water, Father Bernie."

While in the "office" she was busy looking at a report from someone below about the disaster, a nun hurried over and handed Bernie a scroll and a bottle of milky potion.

"Thank you for sending me these, Sister Jacqueline."

Bernie nodded at the other, then took the two things and looked down, unconsciously raising an eyebrow.

The name on the scroll is "The Cleansing of Ferdinand", which is in keeping with what Bernie had chosen with Father Gal as a transcendent power for baptism.

However, in his sight at this time, this bottle of holy water and this transcendent scroll contained another layer of information-

[This is a bottle of extraordinary holy water hidden in the power of the Demon King, drink this holy water, you will be cursed by the power of the King of Fear]

……

[This is a tampered supernatural skill scroll, through which you will learn a special ability called "Peck III's Vanity"]

……

"Peck III?"

Chewing on the name of this fallen pope in history, Bernie looked up at the back of the departed nun.

The other party is nothing abnormal on the outside or inside, and he doesn't know that the things she sent to Bernie have been "dropped".

"Some idiot wants me to fall too?"

Bernie secretly felt a burst of amusement.

This kind of thing didn't surprise him, because if it were him, when he learned that there was a weak divine being, he wouldn't let him grow up smoothly, and he would inevitably do something during this period.

Even if you don't need to consider the impact, it's a normal choice to just intercept and kill.

It's just that......

Whether this thing will fall into his hands or benefit from it is another matter.

Putting his things away without changing his face, Bernie did some more work in the church, and then walked out of the church because it was too late, ready to return to his lodgings to rest.

The moon was already high in the sky outside, the stars were emerging, and the surrounding streets were silent, except for the barking of dogs and the chirping of owls.

However, as he passed by a cemetery not far from the church, he heard a dull crash.

Frowning, Bernie stepped into the cemetery, which belonged to Morse Church, and met the old monk who knew him well.

The other party was now staring at a brand-new grave in the cemetery with a wary face, breathing rapidly, and his hands holding a shovel tightly trembled unconsciously.

"What's going on here?" Bernie asked as he got closer.

"Who!"

The old monk was startled by the sudden sound behind him, and was relieved to see Bernie clearly.

Then he hurriedly said, "Go to the witcher for help, Bernie, there is an undead born in this tomb!" ”

"Undead?"

"That's right, you listen to this movement, it's not a rat that can make it at all, it must be the corpse in the coffin—"

Before he could finish his words, there was a violent knocking sound in another tomb not far away, accompanied by a shout that was difficult for ordinary people to hear—

"Damn, what is this place? It's so dark! ”

"In the coffin, of course, man!"

"Damn, which brother is nearby?"

"An unknown unlucky brother who is about to be suffocated to death!"

"Damn, let's count—"

"What are you doing in the, showing that you have no culture?"

The last sentence was the voice of the third player, accompanied by a rhythmic tapping sound from another grave not far away, causing Bernie to be a little dazed.

If he's not mistaken, a player who has recently reached level 10 and become a human...... It seems that there is only one?

Why did so many pop up all at once?

"Bernie, don't be stunned, hurry, go find the witcher!"

The old monk holding the shovel beside him couldn't hear the players' voices, so he still said nervously: "With so many undead appearing, something bad must have happened here, go and ask for help, I, I'm here to watch!" ”

"Maybe it's not that bad." Bernie said quietly.

"Not so bad? I've only seen this kind of dense undead in a blood moon in my life—"

Before the old monk could finish his sentence, the sound of tapping in the grave at his feet suddenly disappeared.

After a while, the noise in the other two tombs also quietly disappeared.

This situation made the old monk even more nervous, but after waiting for a long time, there was no quiet storm, and it seemed that everything had returned to calm here.

He was so confused that he even wondered if he had just heard it wrong.

Bernie knew what was going on.

At the same time, because of the shell Lang he saw yesterday morning, he thought of a possibility.

So he hurried out of the cemetery and hurried towards his residence.

As a result, the scene he saw after arriving at his destination made him wonder if he had been "trapped" by something.

On the rooftops, in the streets, in the gardens, on the branches of trees...... As far as the eye could see, a dense crowd of animals surrounded his house in a chaotic manner, some sleeping, others running around.

Sparrows, cockroaches, mice, dogs, and even a few or two people.

It was as if they were in an exchange meeting, and dense text and voice messages were constantly emerging.

The "smoke" of words rises like a fire, and the noisy words mess up the surrounding environment.

Let Bernie be in a trance, as if he had returned to a vegetable market in his previous life.

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