Rabimo village.

It is close to the holy city and was once a famous place of prayer.

It is widely believed that monks are able to communicate with the Divine, and their prayers purify the soul. Therefore, in times of war, soldiers, warriors, and kings would pay for monks to pray for them and wash away the sins of their souls after the war.

As a result, what was originally a place of asceticism became a land of money and power, and many monks no longer lived a life of hardship day after day, nor did they pray with the most sincere faith.

It was at this time that a group of monks came to this place, which at that time was a desert, with no name and nothing, but they settled here with great satisfaction, and spent several years building a monastery called Rabimo with very simple utensils.

What these monks are looking for is an eternal nirvana – a state of tranquility that cannot be disturbed by anything from the outside world.

They firmly believe that only the simpler the environment and the more miserable the life, the more their prayers will be heard by the heavens, and the purified souls will be purified.

Soon, because of the right to receive money or rewards from the nobles, the monks who came to the court to point fingers aroused the king's displeasure, and the word of mouth of Rabimo appeared in his ears.

For a time, Rabimo was unrivaled among the many monasteries on the mainland, but it was remarkable that they still maintained their hard practice, even when the king entrusted them with the royal responsibility of purifying their souls.

Now, decades later, the monks of the abbey of Rabimo have entered the Holy City and become members of the Church, and even the original abbot has become the first pope.

The remnants of Rabimo have become a place of worship, a place where countless monks came to pay their respects, and because of its fame, a village has formed next to it.

At some point, some of the monks who came to pay their respects gradually rebuilt the abbey of Rabimo, stayed here, and even prayed here to the memory of their ancestors. The villagers went from being surprised at first, to being surprised later, and now they can even recognize each and every one of them.

"Delia, have you come back from afar?" The villagers smiled and asked the gentle woman in front of them, who looked like she was in her thirties.

The woman looked up and lowered her eyes in response.

"Speaking of which, didn't you go to see your sick nephew this time? How is he? The villager asked enthusiastically.

The corners of the woman's eyes turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head in disguise, her voice tense, "He recovered, stay at home." ”

"Yes, with Delia here to pray for him, the child will be healthy."

The woman couldn't hold back any longer, and hurriedly found an excuse to leave while her emotions had not yet collapsed.

She seemed to have a high status, and as soon as she entered the abbey of Rabimo, she was greeted by a number of passing monks in sign language, and she barely pursed the corners of her mouth and nodded with a smile, and then stumbled to the underground retreat.

A large long table occupies the room, and in front of the table is a circle of people, dressed in the white robes of monks, with solemn faces, and in front of each table is a prayer that is chanted, and if an unwitting person breaks in, they will think that there is some kind of prayer together.

However, this is not the case.

"Enough! Dwight! We can't go any further—if it wasn't for our people last time, you'd have been discovered by the Pope's people, you know? The man's face was furious, and his shaggy beard trembled slightly at his words—it was Edmund who had gone to find Alex in the first place.

"That's better than what we're doing here day in and day out!" Dwight retorted sharply, "The Church now permeates the entire continent, and not only can they discover gifted children in the first place and systematically integrate them into the academy, but they can also make the people below loyal not to reveal a single thing about magic to the common people." They're just such a headache, not to mention what we're trying to deal with—"

The heavy stone door was opened.

Looking at the woman's familiar face, the tense atmosphere that everyone had just opened when the door was opened suddenly relaxed.

"Donna." Edmund was the first to beckon, "Why are you back at this time?" ”

"I asked the dean of the college to resign." She lowered her head and wiped her face, and said as calmly as she could, "Because I felt that I would be exposed, I came back early." ”

"You're back, what about Eli's kid?" He frowned and looked behind her, "Didn't he come back with him?" ”

"He ......"

Donna took a deep breath, "He can't come back." ”

"Can't come back? What do you mean? You don't mean ......?"

"Hmm. He's dead. ”

Donna couldn't control it anymore and sobbed extremely strongly.

Afraid of being discovered by the church, she has been patient, tense all the way, even if she wants to find a place where no one is there to cry on the road, she doesn't dare.

For their mission.

She didn't dare.

Remembering that the last child stretched out his thin bone-like hand and gently grabbed her, his originally energetic and energetic face became like an octogenarian with only a layer of skin tightly wrapped around his face bones, and he pulled out a soothing smile that could not be called a smile at all, and then closed his eyes forever.

At that time, her heart seemed to be burning with a raging fire, and anger, sadness, and mourning violently hit her heart.

- Even in the last such torture, this thoughtful child did not forget to come to appease his teacher, and they had no way to avenge him!

It could even be said that they caused all this!

"There's really no way I can stay there anymore. You have no idea how sensible Eli's kid is. I'm afraid I won't be able to control my emotions......" Donna hid her face and cried.

Edmund sighed and walked up and patted her lightly on the shoulder.

"Donna, don't worry, one day those people will pay for it."

"Did Eli find out why?" Dwight asked eagerly as he stood up.

Looking at the nervous eyes of everyone, the woman shook her head slightly, "No." Eli said - he couldn't understand why they were doing this. ”

"Their power seems to be infinite, deeper than anyone else in the world."

"Then Eli, why are they still dead!"

"Heh......" Donna smiled, tears in her eyes, "Eli said that those people are like life beyond life, and they, or all of us, are just playthings in their eyes. "Hundred Platings" Fast Wear No Peace Claw Book House The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.