"When..... While...... When "

The faint bells rang continuously, and the people in the square also got up one by one.

"Charles, this is ....... What's going on? we're all ......," Olive pushed Charles away and got up, looking around with some panic.

"Shh

"Don't talk, look at the way they look, and follow along!"

Suddenly sensing that something was wrong, Charles quickly covered Olive 's mouth and whispered in her ear.

Olive blinked her pretty blue eyes, then nodded slightly, she didn't understand why she was doing this, but she believed Charles.

The people in the square kept standing up, but they didn't wake up immediately, their eyes were dull, their pupils were not focused, and Mu Mu stood stupidly in place like a puppet.

"Don't talk, pretend to be stupid!"

Charles whispered another whisper in Olive Live's ear, then stood up and led his sister Mumu to blend in with the crowd, looking no different from the others.

Olive looked at first with some curiosity, but soon felt frightened. What is it like to be surrounded by a group of rolling puppets in the darkest hours before dawn?

The little girl couldn't help but cling to Charles, trembling and not leaving.

"When..... When ......"

The sound of the bell continued to come from afar, like the soul bell of the corpse chaser, summoning the people lying on the ground one by one.

Charles was already a scar hunter, and his keen sense of spiritual power allowed him to find that with each ringing of the bell, a wave of spiritual power would cover it, and it would have a slight sense with the puppet-like crowd.

Charles opened his spiritual power vision and carefully scanned the surroundings, he found that the people around him had a faint spiritual power remnant in their bodies, even Lola, a seventh-rank killing warrior, had a bundle of spiritual power in his body that did not belong to him.

But not in himself, ..... in Olive Nor did it.

"Why is Olive different from the rest, is it because of me, and is it dangerous for her?"

Charles had a few thoughts spinning through his mind, and he couldn't figure out if there was still a "god's watch" in this place, and if he and Olive had seen the flaws.

Suddenly there was an ethereal singing voice in the square, which was gentle, pure, and holy, gently caressing everyone's hearts, and the puppet-like crowd gradually became vibrant.

Charles was surprised to find that there were two more people next to the statue of the Virgin de Lea in the center of the square, two people wearing white monk's robes and holding golden scepters, and it was these two people who sang that holy and ethereal song.

"These are two bishopric monks," Charles judged based on the slight differences in the red cross on their chests, and they should belong to the Church of Light and the Church of Twilight.

As the singing gradually became clearer, Charles, who was squinting and pretending to be stupid, was surprised to find that the faint remnants of spiritual power in the bodies of the people around him were gradually dissolving, people's breathing was gradually short, their heartbeats were gradually accelerating, and their bodies were swaying and in a state where they would wake up at any time.

Charles closed his vision of spiritual power, lowered his head and followed the frequency of others, slowly shaking his body, and Olive beside him also began to sway under his guidance, the two of them were like two lost lambs receiving the guidance of the gods.

The male bishop on the prayer platform chanted a complex set of spiritual words, and Charles once again sensed the obscure and mysterious fluctuations of spiritual power, the center of which was directly above the square.

"Believers of the light, on this special morning, we have all received the revelation of the gods, come here to receive the baptism of light, now open your eyes and receive the blessings of the gods!"

"Ding!"

A penetrating crisp sound suddenly sounded in the empty night, and a group of "puppets" opened their eyes collectively as if they heard the hypnotist's snapping fingers.

A cloud of light appeared over the square, and the soft light sprinkled on the people who had just woken up, and the melting warmth dispelled the cold of late autumn.

"Oh my God! my ears ...... I can hear voices again......"

A man in a black hat suddenly spoke excitedly, and although his speech was still incoherent and his words were almost indistinguishable, it did not prevent him from tearing up with excitement.

"My eyes....... It's great that my eyes can see again, I thought I was going blind......"

One after another exclamations and cries rang out in the square, leaving Charles dumbfounded. If it weren't for the fact that he sensed the strong healing spiritual power in the warm light just now, he would have thought that these people were all trusted.

"Everything is the will of the gods, praise the light!"

"Praise the light!"

Led by the Bishop, the sardine-like crowds around him were crossed on their chests, their faces full of devotion.

"Praise the light!"

Charles lowered his head and crossed his chest, but in his heart he was afraid of the power and harshness of the gods.

It is also true that the name of "Your Excellency" will cause "divine punishment", it is also true that "whatever is said, God will know", and it is also true that the gods take the lives of mortals thousands of miles away.

"Divine punishment" will erase the memory of those who say the name of "Your Excellency" and will also erase the memory of those who hear the name of "Your Excellency", and the Church has a whole set of "amnestics", "deep hypnosis" and "divine blessings" to deal with this "divine punishment".

Now everyone thinks that they have encountered the "blessing ceremony" of the bishop level of the Church of Light in the process of mourning the Holy Lady Dereal, and many lucky believers have been cured of physical diseases, and no one will know what happened here last night.

Except for Charles, he remembered everything about last night.

"Chrétien Augustus, who is that man, and does Daddy Cheap's death really have anything to do with him?"

Until the crowd cheered excitedly and tossed until dawn, and after exhausting all the strength in their bodies, they dispersed, and Charles was thinking about this question.

"Olive why are you here?"

A crisp voice sounded behind Charles and Olive as Charles' mind flashed through that beautiful face.

Olive looked back in amazement, looked at the young knight for two seconds before she said happily, "Hey, Veronica, why didn't I see you just now, how did you come to Aurelian?"

"I'm ...... I'm here to mourn Her Highness, and then ...... Then I heard the revelation of the gods......"

The brown-blonde Veronica had clearly lost the shrewdness she had shown last night, and Olive had made her squeak and whimper for a long time when she asked a question.

"Oh! I have just returned from Sbaia and passed through Aurelian, and I also heard the revelation of the gods while mourning Her Highness the Holy Maiden......"

"You went to Spaya?alas, I have heard about your stupid brother, what he did is not worthy of the surname Chevalier at all, but Olive you must not be discouraged, although we are women, as long as we are strong enough, we can also bear the honor and responsibility of the family. ”

“.......”

"Who are you talking about?"

A tall figure suddenly stood in front of Veronica, and the strong coercion made the girl pull out the knight's sword at her waist without hesitation, bursting out with the same strong momentum, confronting the black-faced Charles.

"Ahem, Veronica, this is my brother....... Charles Chevalier ...... "Olive hastened to stand between the two sides, but she was very uncomfortable with her smile.

Veronica looked at Charles in surprise, her eyes scanning up and down the contours of Charles's body several times, her face full of disbelief.

"Are you really the Earl of Shire? I remember you weren't a big fat man?"