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Konstantin didn't walk fast, and he didn't see any excitement, but frankly, his heart was already turbulent.

The nobles of Munich were all "devout believers" of the Lord, but everyone knew how ridiculous such a statement was. If they see the money, they will immediately put aside their devotion to the Lord. How many of such people could know the Lord's scriptures?

Not to mention the filthy aristocrats who are not devout to the Lord, how many of them are the same age as the boy, who can talk like this young man called Little Fleman?

Konstantin believed that the boy was actually full of nonsense, but he couldn't tell the difference, not because the boy's words couldn't be refuted, but because the matter itself was very strange. In fact, the ascetic had already secretly used divine magic to detect the boy just now, and he was not particularly religious, but he was definitely not heretical. To be correct, the boy was exceptionally "pure" in his detection arts. However, the ascetic was more concerned about the boy's performance than this purity, which was not good or bad.

It is an unsolvable contradiction that is more familiar with the scriptures than the priests themselves, especially from the point of view that the young man has told a lie. To master the scriptures for the sake of telling lies, the question is that if you really have so many scriptures, why bother to say what lies when you really have so many scriptures? How much benefit can a teenager get from a lie?

If he had been so familiar with the scriptures, he could have obtained a much better position in the Holy See than he is now, whether it is a regional bishop or a cardinal. There will be a place for this teenager.

Age is not an issue. He could be a clerk for a while. After that, his familiarity with the scriptures was enough to set him apart by a large part of the rest of the faith, and looking at the calmness and maturity shown by the boy, the ascetic did not think that the boy would eventually fail to become a cardinal.

As for the lord of the Rose Lord, Konstantin didn't think it would be a big deal, a place that couldn't even be talked about as a viscounty, where was there a regional bishop who was more powerful?

But the problem is that this contradiction cannot be explained at all. People who don't need to lie lie here, but there is no reasonable answer.

Unless the teenager wasn't lying at all!

Konstantin finally had an inference about these contradictions that made him feel terrified.

If the boy is indeed a true oracle, his goal is the ruin, and to get from the ruin everything the Lord has given him, and finally to spread the voice of the Lord. Then the previous contradiction will be solved immediately. The boy is noticed by the Lord because of his absolute purity, and because of his absolute purity, the boy does not have too many random and mottled thoughts. When he has confirmed the power of the Lord, he will walk according to the will of the Lord, and the interests and powers of the world will not be a temptation to the young man at all

Konstantin's body trembled slightly, if the boy named Fryman was really an oracle. That would be his biggest gain in Tosto, even higher than the one whose location he didn't know.

"So. Let him stay for a while and see what kind of surprise he can give me in the ruins. ”

Constantine finally came to this conclusion, and whispered to the clerk who was quietly following him, "Inform the Punishment Knight that I need to know all the information about the young man named Fryman." Whether he is the lord of the Rose Lord, where he is and where he appears, because Weishenme is in the Black Forest, I need to get an answer as soon as possible. Let them use the magic communication directly, and preferably give me a preliminary answer before falling asleep tonight. ”

After returning to his penance, Konstantin instructed his clerk not to transmit to the Holy See the news of the oracle that Flemann Jr. had previously spoken. He was even more worried that once the news reached the Holy See, little Fleman would instead become a tool for those high-ranking members of the Holy See to turn against each other, thus losing the original purpose of what the Lord wanted him to do.

After a moment of silence, Konstantin suppressed the excitement in his heart, and turned his head to look at his clerk, who was also only about fourteen years old.

As a concubine of a down-and-out marquis, this young man had a maturity and calmness that did not correspond to his age, and from his eyes there was always some cunning look that did not belong to the devout believers. Before meeting little Flemann, Konstantin had always thought that his little clerk should be the most outstanding of this group of children, and even if he went to the Holy See now, most of them would be able to get along. But after seeing little Fleman in a dark tavern, Konstantin immediately put his thoughts far behind.

The clerk in front of him is just a teenager who makes himself appear so mature, and that little Fryman is really calm and calm. Thinking of this, Konstantin took off his hood, took the wooden cup handed by the clerk, took a sip of water, and asked in a low voice: "Nilaire, have you thought about your future?" ”

The little clerk was stunned for a moment, looked up at Konstantin, and replied: "I don't understand what the adults mean. ”

The ascetic kept the cup beside him, and the absence of superfluous furniture in his penance, the beautifully carved tables and chairs, and the relaxing beds were all things that could degrade him. Therefore, except for some simple thatching on the side of the wall as a sleeping place, the other places can be described as four walls. And he was now sitting cross-legged on a small straw mat, completely ignoring the cold on the ground in the late autumn evening.

Looking at his little clerk, Konstantin said: "4 years ago, you became my clerk, at that time, what did you really want to do?" Become a regional bishop so that your father and your older brother will never dare to bully you again. Now, 4 years later, tell me, when you walk with me on this land, has your final mind changed? ”

Nealaire lowered his head and thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, nothing has changed. Although I admire your actions very much, I have always believed that the spread of the Gospel is meaningless as mere penance. I used to want to be a bishop of the district, to get my father and brother to kneel before me, and to escape punishment by trembling and kissing the ring on my finger. And now, I still want to be a regional bishop and spread his glory and gospel for the Lord. Amen. ”

Konstantin drew a cross on his chest at the same time as Nirel, then looked up and said, "Well, my child, if you insist on that, I will let you do it." Starting with a bishop in a small area, that is my advice to you, and it will be my recommendation. Although I am not in the Cardinal's Office, in those small and remote areas, the officials of the Cardinal's Office agree with my recommendation. Children, go to those who are poor and have no way to sustain, where it is very difficult to spread the voice of the Lord. But once you can spread the word and get the people there to become devout to the Lord, your future will be easy. ”

Nielaire hurriedly bent down and bowed, and said, "Xiexie's suggestion, also Xiexie's recommendation." ”

Satisfied that his little clerk had not made such a prevarication, Konstantin continued: "Haode, in the coming time I will teach you all the scriptures about the Lord. Unfortunately, you can't see the words without the parchment scroll, but that's okay, maybe in the next few days, you and I will be able to find someone who can compare the mistakes with each other. ”

With that, Konstantin turned his head to look in the direction of the tavern, which was obscured by a thin wall of trees, and the ascetic could not see what was in the tavern. But the town is not very large, and if you listen carefully, you can hear that the most noisy sound is coming from the tavern, and it sounds particularly noisy tonight.

Autumn Black Forest nights come very quickly, and no matter how disturbing the noise may be, it will eventually subside in the depths of the year. Driving away the adventurers who had lingered in the tavern, Carpenter turned to look at little Fryman, who had been sitting on a stool, as if observing the tavern, and who had been thinking about something.

"My lord, do you need a quiet place to rest? I'm sorry, but there is no place to rest in the barrel tavern. ”

Carpenter teased. The young man in front of him had been amazed for a while from the beginning, and had not shown much since he had dissuaded the ascetic. When the Strasbourg ale arrived, and the tavern was back into revelry, the boy didn't change, he just quietly ate the bread and grilled sausages, and then sat there, motionless.

Carpenter could see that the teenager should be watching the adventurers, and seemed to be thinking about something. In any case, within a radius of 3 yards around the boy, there was always an absolute deserted area, and none of those adventurers wanted to sit next to the boy, and none of them were willing to take the initiative to come forward and talk to the boy. The ruins that the boy said in the afternoon seem to have nothing to do with these adventurers, or is it that no one believes what the boy said?

After Carpenter said this, his face twitched slightly, in any case, he was obviously much older than this teenager, and it seemed a little inappropriate to say such things at such a time.

However, little Fryman did not care about such teasing, he seemed to be relieved from the observer's point of view, and the slightly confused look in his eyes quickly turned to normal. Looking at the bearded dwarf, the brown-haired boy suddenly said, "That's not a dwarven village. ”

Carpenter paused, bowed his head again, and said, "Of course, of course, the dwarven village is in Tosto, you think too much. (To be continued......)