Zhang Lin sat in his chair and pulled out the letter entrusted to him by the Priest of Ima and the emblem of the Youth Sect's oath, thinking about how to meet the two archbishops as soon as possible, and before they were completely influenced by Eldridge.

"You're from Lothric?"

Zhang Lin suddenly heard a cold voice, and only then did he notice that there were still people nearby. In the direction from which the voice came, a woman in the armor of a silver knight was sitting on another bench in the corner, the armor adorned with silver gauze was quite feminine, and a slender sword hung from her waist.

"Eh, yes, sorry I didn't notice you just now, I'm Zhang Lin, what about you?"

"I am a god-worshipping person, and you carry the token of Lothric, and we all have our own mission, and mission makes people lonely, and there is no need for you and me to have anything to do with it." With that, the knightess stood up, clutched her helmet and turned to the side.

“......”

Zhang Lin wanted to say something, but the figure of the female knight had already disappeared into the corridor, and it was difficult for him to catch up anymore, but from the words and outfit of the other party, he could guess that his identity should be the knight of the Sword of the Dark Moon, so he should be able to see it later.

The god who worships the gods, the god served by the Sword of the Dark Moon is the second son of the God King, the god of the dark moon Gwendrin, and his knights have always been responsible for conquering those who disobey the gods, but with the passing of the age of the gods, the members of this knight group have withered, and even far away from Arnorrond, many people no longer remember that there is such a god of the dark moon.

However, there is not much Dark Moon Sword sent out, and there is not much power to guard Gwendelin's side, and at this time, the strength of this pseudo-girl is estimated to be not enough to be called a god.

Zhang Lin shook his head and stood up, walked to the edge of the corridor of the outer ring, and carefully examined the huge church, if I was not mistaken, even the top beams dozens of meters high were patrolled by Templars.

There are basically no windows inside the church, there is no outside sunlight at all, and it is easy to lose the sense of time in such a place, which is really a bit oppressive for ordinary people. Inside the church, the sound of chains clashing between the two enslaved giants as they occasionally moved their bodies, and the sound of the armor rubbing against the patrolling knights. Most of the priests and nuns wore soft cloth shoes or simply walked barefoot, not even hearing the sound of footsteps.

Going down the stairs, Zhang Lin found that many priests were not in a very good state of mind, yawning when they passed him, and some soldiers who were tired of patrolling also leaned directly against the wall and rested with their spears.

The bald priest had given Zhang Lin a palm-sized puppet as a proof that he could move in most parts of the church, and as for the places that could not be entered, they were basically guarded by Templars, and if he wanted to break in, he had to be prepared to meet the other party's sledgehammer.

When walking past one of the giants, a foul smell came to his nose, obviously the giant's body has never been cleaned, I don't know how many old filth has been left, Zhang Lin even wondered if the knights who guarded the giants had plugged their noses under their helmets, thinking of the small pond formed by Xiang under the giant's body that had lost its guard but was not let go in the game, Zhang Lin felt a chill.

Zhang Lin went around and around and finally came to the outside of the church through a small door, and the location happened to be next to the cemetery that the bald priest had told not to approach, and it was already dark, but the torches planted in the ground still lit up the surroundings.

Walking along the fence, Zhang Lin was stopped by an ordinary church knight in front of a fence gate.

"Didn't anyone tell you it was best not to go near here?"

Under the knight's helmet, there was a warning sound at Zhang Lin, and the hand on the hilt of the sword had a tendency to draw the sword without saying a word.

At this time, some dwarf slaves were grabbing rudimentary brooms and sweeping the fallen leaves on the stone steps leading to the cemetery, and they saw that the knight stopped Zhang Lin and did not make any sound, but just lowered his head and worked silently, but Zhang Lin saw that the waist covered under their cloth robes seemed to be tied to a bamboo pipe similar to that used for blowing arrows.

"Can't this thing let me in?" Zhang Lin waved the doll in his hand, wanting to see how the knight reacted.

Seeing the thing in Zhang Lin's hand, the church knight was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This thing doesn't mean that you can go anywhere, your current behavior has violated the rules of the church, so I want to confiscate it." So saying, the knight reached out with his hand.

However, the hand of the church knight was empty, and Zhang Lin was not prepared to hand over this important thing because of the other party's words, and no matter how he thought about it, this knight's behavior looked a little weird.

"Are you ready to defy the church, I don't mind letting you work here like those guys."

Zhang Lin spread his hands, looking indifferent, "I think, your identity as a church knight is fake, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the knight in front of him clenched his weapon again, and at the same time shouted fiercely: "Bold, you dare to question my identity!" ”

And those seemingly busy slaves also made a vague gesture of attack, which proved that what Zhang Lin said was more conclusive.

Zhang Lin crossed his hands, propped one hand on his chin, and took two steps forward, "You should be Patch, right?" The Undead Settle's Grerath is my friend, and he mentioned you to me. ”

The knight's hand on the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, then put it down, and whispered, "That guy is still alive?" Damn, this guy is just exposing my old bottom...... Come with me, this is not the place to talk. ”

Pacy winked at the slaves, and even the guys through the helmet understood what he meant, and one of them immediately walked to the end of the stairs, looked around a few times, and then nodded back.

Patch pushed open the unlocked fence gate and motioned for Zhang Lin to follow.

The church's cemetery looked like a mass grave, with tombstones of various sizes scattered across the dirt slope, and by the moonlight it seemed that some people could be seen wandering aimlessly between the tombstones like living corpses, sometimes kneeling, sometimes looking up at the sky, not knowing what they were doing.

Zhang Lin was led by Patch along the dirt road to a bell tower where many slaves gathered and seemed to be their usual residence.

When he arrived at this place, which was obviously his own territory, Patch finally took off his knight's helmet, revealing a slightly obscene face like a boiled egg, and at this time he looked at Zhang Lin's expression a little strange, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Tell me, what did Guerrillat ask you to come to me for, do you want me to return the favor?"