Chapter 180 A Man from the City of God
"Grandiose sound, perfect sound, poetic sound...... What an amazing instrument. X.”
A young man deliberately looked at the huge organ with admiration, and approached the beautiful woman next to him, consciously or unconsciously.
Just when he was about to succeed, he suddenly stumbled and his body was squeezed to the side.
"Who is it, don't crowd around!"
He grumbled in annoyance.
But when he turned his head to look to the side, he didn't notice where he was crowded, and the beautiful woman gave him a blank look, turned her head and continued to enjoy the music.
At this time, the civilians who poured into the venue had been taken away, and as Xia guessed, the guards did not kill them, but they did not give these people a chance to speak, and more than fifty men and women were rudely "invited" outside under the drive of twenty guards.
The commotion quickly subsided, and some nobles of no low status ordered the servants outside the hall to follow the guards and watch their words and deeds.
Many people gloated in secret, secretly sending people to follow those miserable-looking men and women, and some even hid aside to write the manuscript and let it be sent out.
"Hey, who's that guy?"
Someone suddenly noticed that there was a very eye-catching blonde man in the banquet hall, and asked his companion next to him.
"I don't know...... Haven't seen this person and looks like a priest. ”
"Priest?"
The blonde man walked forward with a very rhythmic pace until he reached the center of the hall, where he stopped.
He was dressed in a glittering priest's robe, which shone brightly in the light of the room, and the banquet was already halfway through, and the guests were mostly talking about the commotion just now, and rarely drank or ate. As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted countless eyeballs.
"Do you need wine, sir?"
The waiter politely brought over a plate with several crystal clear wine glasses on it.
"Let the musicians play the tune 'Salute to God.'"
The blonde man didn't go to get the wine glass, his eyes slowly swept over the entire venue, and said to the waiter.
"This guy's eyes are chilling."
There was no shortage of powerful guests in the venue, but they were all in awe after coming into contact with his gaze. Hurriedly lowered his head, or turned his eyes away.
"This ...... Distinguished guests, the repertoire played by the musicians is predetermined by His Excellency the Baron, and it is not allowed to be changed in the middle of the process. ”
The waiter hesitated for a moment and explained to him.
"Lord Baron?"
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of the blonde man's mouth:
"Who's that?"
“……”
The waiter shuddered, closed his mouth and stepped back.
He decided to stay away from this eccentric guest.
"It seems that someone is looking for trouble."
The waiter retreated to the edge of the hall and gestured to one of the guards.
The guard called out to two men, pressed his hands to the weapon, and stared at the man.
"Handsome priest. I've never seen you here before. ”
Soon the bolder women gathered around the blonde man, and a noble lady with a bewitching figure and her entire back exposed to the air came to him with a wine glass, and said with a smile: "There is no man as personable as you in Canning City, may I ask ......?"
"Do you believe in God?"
The blonde man asked suddenly.
The lady's face stiffened, but she quickly regained her smile:
"Of course, I'm a believer in God......"
"Do you praise God?"
The blonde man asked again.
His eyes didn't look like he was joking at all, and his face showed a very serious expression.
"Hush. What a boring guy. ”
The noblewoman retreated in disappointment, biting her lip and leaving the man's side. Cursed in his heart.
Then a young girl came to him with admiration, bowed her head shyly, and said in a reverent tone: "I have loved to pray in the church since I was a child, and I especially respect the priests who stand on the stage, but although they are all kind and kind. But not as young and dashing as you ......"
"Do you believe in God?"
The blonde man still asked what he had just said.
"I am a devout believer, Father Priest."
The girl took out a cross from her towering chest and kissed it on it.
"Do you praise God?"
"Of course, every day when I wake up in the morning, I close my eyes and pray to God Sado. Experience its power, taste its mercy**; I was worried, afraid, depressed...... He is constantly seeking God's salvation. ”
The girl looked sad and slowly approached the man, almost clinging to him.
The blonde man looked into her eyes and suddenly reached out a finger to support her tiny jaw.
I only heard him say lightly:
"You're lying."
The girl's body trembled, and she barely smiled:
"How could I ......"
"There's something else in your eyes......"
The blonde man's fingers were retracted:
"Sin is the greatest obstacle to prayer to God, like a black cloud that obscures the sun; Return to a pure heart, and then you will be truly saved, and the lying girl will be punished. ”
"Yes, Mr. Priest."
Looking at his azure pupils, the girl's eyes showed an obsessive look, and she replied stunned.
"Father Priest."
An old couple came from the side, and the man among them, an old gentleman with gray hair, came to the priest on crutches and bent down deeply:
"Praise be to God Sado."
After saying that, he straightened up, and his eyes showed fanaticism.
Seeing him, the blonde man's gaze showed a hint of interest.
"From what you're wearing, you must be from the City of God."
The old gentleman's voice was a little excited:
"Only those adults in the Divine City wear golden robes...... To introduce myself, I'm Ao Nang. Luca, the Lost One under the Grace of God. ”
"Ao Nang. Luca? ”
The blonde man seems to recall the name:
"I remember that there were several very well-known good people in the Kingdom of Westminster, among whom was your name; I heard that you have donated most of the income from your domain, and you have written a will to dedicate all your wealth to the god Sado after your death, is that true? ”
"Nobody's gone. Only the gods are seen. ”
The old gentleman's voice trembled and he said:
"Thank you for remembering my name, Father Priest."
"Your gaze is pure, old gentleman."
A smile appeared on the blonde man's face:
"And your actions have proved to God that your piety is sincere, and I really like people like you...... Really, loved ......."
He held out a hand to the old man and placed it over his head.
The old gentleman did not dare to move. Quietly waiting for the blessing of the priest.
- Then, blood spurted out of his neck.
Like a fountain, blood shot out from his side and splattered on the faces of the women who were gathered around, and the women watched the old gentleman fall in a daze.
After a few moments, there was a heart-rending scream from the venue.
"Bastard thing!"
The three guards who had been on guard beside them cursed angrily, drew their weapons and charged at the blonde man.
The blonde man, as if he had done something unusually satisfying, withdrew his hand, seemingly unaware that someone was rushing towards him.
Although he was closest to the old man. But there was not a single trace of blood on his body.
Just as the guards were about to rush to the man's side, a gloomy voice came from the air:
"Stand down!"
The three guards shook in unison and looked up into the air.
I saw a mage in a gold-embroidered magic robe floating above the hall, staring at the golden-haired priest with sharp eyes, his face full of suspicion.
"Grand Magister Primo!"
The guards immediately recognized the comer, and they all stopped trying to rush this way.
Primo was silent in the air for a long time, and then spoke:
"Klein?"
There was uncertainty in his tone, and there was a hint of temptation.
The blonde man ignored him. Instead, he took out a brilliant cross from his chest and prayed to the corpses on the ground:
God will give all the deceased a speedy release from the shackles of death. Enter the kingdom of peace and light, and by God's mercy, you will have eternal life. ”
After praying, he bowed his head to the old gentleman's body.
"Crackling ......"
The body of the deceased suddenly burned with golden flames, and along with the clothes, it turned into ashes in an instant.
"St. Anton's Cross!"
Exclamations were heard from the crowd.
"It's unfortunate that the Order actually sent him."
In the distance, the bard hugged his panicked female companion. Turned his back with her.
"That man...... It's scary! Who is he? ”
The female companion's voice was full of horror.
"His name is Klein, and he's a fanatic of the Order. But he only believes in God, not the Pope, and belongs to the outliers in the City of God. ”
The bard whispered to his companion's question:
"Don't look over there...... That guy's strength is too strong, just take a slight glance. He'll notice it right away. ”
After saying this, seeing the light in the eyes of the girl next to her, she couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Listen to me, don't hit his idea, do you know what this guy's most **** sentence is?"
He leaned into the girl's ear and said in a fearful tone:
"'All people should eventually return to God, just sooner or later'...... As soon as he became a clergyman, he went home and killed his parents and sister, because he was the most powerful of them, so he sent them to God first...... Believe me, this is definitely a terrible guy, and if he is really interested in anyone, it must bring not happiness, but disaster. ”
"Quick, send a report to the royal capital, and say that the Guardian Knight of the Divine City is here, let them immediately investigate! We have not received any entry information at all. ”
An ordinary-looking middle-aged man whispered to the people around him and handed him a note.
As soon as he finished speaking, the note in the hands of the two suddenly exploded into shreds.
"Ahh
The two of them were taken aback, and looked up into the middle of the room, only to find that the blonde priest did not look here, but asked Primo in the air:
"Have you seen this man?"
A small ball flew out of his hand and shot it towards the Archmagister.
Primo opened the ball, revealing the image of a young girl.
The image appears to have been taken next to a stream, and the girl with long silver hair can be seen sitting by the stream kicking the water with a long sword beside her.
"No, I've never seen this guy."
He looked at it and threw it back again.
"I thought you were a magician of some use, but I was disappointed."
Klein took the ball:
"Listen to those guards call you Primo......"
The regret on his face:
"Sure enough, this kind of nameless people who have never heard of it are all incompetent waste." (To be continued......) R640