Chapter Twenty-Eight: Rosaria's Finger
Even though he had just been rescued from the imprisoned goddess from the large library of Lothric, Klimt could not wait to begin the process of preaching the miracles of the goddess and developing followers for the goddess.
And this goddess, who was originally called the daughter of the angel, was also deliberately shaped by Climt and became the mother of rebirth, Rosaria.
And their most devout believers will be named after their fingers, and Archbishop Klimt himself is the thumb of the goddess.
However, Leonate, who had a cold personality and came into contact with the goddess earlier than him, made him a little unhappy, although the other party was disfigured by burns, but did not come to the goddess for rebirth, but in the name of the ring finger, he swore to protect Rosaria for the rest of his life, although he slandered the other party in his heart, but it is not bad to have such a person who is willing to protect the goddess, as long as he does not go against himself.
As for the knight who was sitting on a bench in the room, covered in impermeable armor, was the help of another guardian goddess, the knight's armor was very special, the spikes all over his body made him look like a hedgehog, and no one else wanted to stand with him, after all, just turning around might be scratched by his strange armor, this person was the middle finger Kirk, although this man was silent and liked to drill into the underground ruins of Casas, but as long as he was named a goddess, He was willing to be the sword of the goddess and kill everyone who dared to offend the goddess.
Klimt thought of the mentor he had been, the daughter of the old crystallized man, that girl was very strong, and her obsession with learning crystallization magic would definitely make her desire to be reborn, and she would be a very strong believer, he believed in this, and when the time came to have a new finger, let her be her index finger, maybe it would be good to call it Yellow Finger.
It wasn't long before Klimt saw Hezel coming again, and as for the man beside her, it was probably the one she had mentioned earlier, from Lustric, perhaps a pre-believer, and he greeted him.
"Oh, welcome again, Hazel, are you ready to accept the grace of the goddess and get a chance to do it all over again?"
Klimte stretched out her arms, the wide sleeves of the bishop's robe fell to the ground, and in the face of the archbishop's enthusiasm, Hezel took a small step back in embarrassment, but out of courtesy, she and Zhang Lin still nodded.
"I've heard Hezel mention you, you're a skilled fighter, and it's hard to match you among the knights of Lothric."
"Hehe," Zhang Lin smiled, "I'm just sending a letter, a letter from the Priest of Ima, Lothric is now in urgent need of reinforcements from the Secluded Church and the Cold Valley, and the other two archbishops have not shown up, I can only look for you, Your Excellency, if you don't do it as soon as possible, the flame will be extinguished." β
"Oh, I know, I know, I just got out of that ......," Klimt paused halfway through her words, and then changed her words, "I can't transfer all the knights of the church, after all, we have three archbishops, but I will send some of the knights first, and besides, I have prepared the wandering knight Clayton to go to Irushir, you give him the letter, he will arrive in Irushil as soon as possible, and call for reinforcements from Shalivan, don't worry." Then he squeezed out a friendly smile, "You must have heard of the kindness of the goddess and the grace of the goddess, right?" β
"Well, I'll just come and have a look."
"Ahβit's okay, you'll see the longed-for miracle, and I'm sure you'll choose to make a vow before the goddess after witnessing." Klimt was not disappointed, and then looked at Hezel again, "What about you, Hezel, after the oath is completed, you will become Rosaria's finger, I have already thought of it for you, what a match for Hezel with yellow fingers, isn't it?" β
When dealing with Hezel, Klimt's words seemed a little unacceptable to her, which made Hezel, who had been prepared, suddenly feel a little flustered, she found that she seemed to be less determined, was it really affected by those disgusting maggots? But crystallization magic must be learned, but thinking about her, she cast a gaze of asking for help like Zhang Lin.
"She may need some mental preparation, can she show me how the goddess gives gifts?" Zhang Lin blocked Klimt's words for Hezel.
Klimt's eyes widened, staring at Hezel for a long time, why the girl who seemed to be willing to make a vow in the morning had only been a few hours ago, but he finally decided not to hurry, young man, there were still a lot of thoughts in his head, so he smiled again.
A red carpet stretched from the doorway to the doorway, and a large number of red candles burned on the high candlesticks on both sides, bringing bright light to the room, interspersed with some religious ornaments with elaborate carvings, apparently rearranged by Klimt for the goddess, which was already Rosalia's bed and no longer belonged to him.
Standing in front of the door, you can see the figure on the stone bed at the end of the bedroom, and the red veil has been lifted to both sides. As several people approached, a man in mercenary armor walked up, half-kneeling, holding a blue-colored tongue in his hand, apparently cut by a sharp blade.
Again, without an oath or pleadings, the mercenary knelt with his head bowed, one of his legs looking unnatural, like a twisted sensation that had taken a long time to recover from a broken bone, and for a man who fought for a living, such a leg would never be able to fight properly.
When he held up his blue tongue and handed it to the goddess Rosaria, the goddess tilted her head around with feeling, and then the tongue in the mercenary's hand gradually faded and disappeared in a circle of white light. The next moment, the mercenary's body began to tremble, sweat ran down his forehead, and he clenched his teeth as if he was in pain, but it didn't take long for his brow to stretch, and he moved his legs back to normal with joy, and the feeling of rebirth made him kneel down again to thank the goddess for her gift.
"Praise be to the Goddess!"
In comparison, the original scars on his face have been erased, which is much more insignificant.
However, this seems to be more of a treatment for old wounds, and it doesn't seem to be as exaggerated as rebirth.
But then, the middle finger Kirk also half-knelt in front of the stone bed, and his right hand also offered a sacrifice, but this time, Zhang Lin vaguely heard the voice from under the other party's helmet.
"Moving in the Catacommodis requires more dexterity, I should have swapped some of my strength for agility ......"
Well, here's the rhythm of re-adding points.
"This is the new life, whether it is a warrior who has lost the ability to fight, or the priesthood who has lost his words and can no longer preach the miracles of the gods, or those scholars who have lost their eyes and cannot study and read, the goddess can give them a chance to start over." Klimt was on the sidelines and persuaded.
"But your goddess doesn't seem to be able to see herself......"
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