After listening to Zhang Long's question, the priest showed a look of surprise: "These questions are not like a slave can ask, are you really just a gladiator of Master Esenhard?" It seems that the family crest of the "Soldering Iron of Light" is still very famous, and people in such an inconspicuous small village can recognize it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Long sloppily said, "I once worked as a personal slave for a healer, and I learned some basic knowledge and recognized some words. 」

The pastor smiled, "No wonder...... Although the healer did not study the canon, after all, he was also a follower of Sakaram and the Light, so he naturally knew some things. But as a slave, it's not easy for you to be able to realize this level. I have seen her resurrect a stillborn child, and I have seen her make people with congenital leg disabilities stand up and run like a track and field hand...... If you really know some of the healer's theories, you will understand that this is simply not possible! According to the literature, only those who sacrifice themselves to demons and sell their souls can get such benefits. 」

Suina and Haysan listened with suspicion, emotionally hoping that the priest would be jealous and discrediting Norcolan, but reason told them that this miraculous cure, which could almost be described as "resurrecting the dead", was indeed unreasonable.

"So, this witch is probably trying to trick the sick villagers into sacrificing them to the demons!" said the priest with some grief, "but there is nothing I can do, after all, I cannot cure their diseases, and what could be more important to these poor poor people? In order to keep a tuberculosis patient alive, I have to spend at least thirty gold coins a month on medicines, and although I have calculated the other expenses of the church, I only collect twenty from them, but it is not something that an ordinary peasant family can afford!"

Zhang Long nodded again and again, illness is tantamount to a great calamity for the poor, in any world, in any era. As for the peasant woman's husband, he couldn't afford to pay twenty gold coins a month and could only wait miserably for death to come. At this time, Nuo Kelan appeared, and in a blink of an eye, he cured his illness for free, which was tantamount to saving the entire family, after such a thing happened a few times, it was no wonder that she would be particularly respected by the villagers, as for the principle behind its healing technique, those villagers who couldn't read a single word would not think about it at all.

"As for the 'Spirit Guide' she believes in, don't you know some words, I'll write to you......" The priest beckoned Zhang Long to approach, dipped his quill in ink, and wrote the four letters of "Bara" on the paper, explaining, "I wonder if the healer you serve has ever told you about demons. Every demon, in addition to its own name, will have at least one pseudonym for walking in the human world, and the names of the most powerful three demon gods are as many as six hundred and sixty-six! Almost every pseudonym is mutated from their correct name, you see, rearrange the alphabetical order of 'Baila'......

The priest waved his quill with a mysterious expression and drew a few arrows above and below the letters. Although Zhang Long knew the answer, he still pretended to be shocked and shouted, "Barr!"

Hassan, however, was truly shocked, as Baal, Lord of Destruction, one of the Three Gods of Burning Hell, a name that every resident of St. Hugh Arry had known since childhood. Parents use the names of demon gods to scare crying children, and countless idioms representing evil are also associated with them. They didn't know much about the concept of the demon's pseudonym, but when it came to these events in Lake Village, it seemed to make real sense. Hearing this, they also began to wonder in their hearts: Could it really be that Nokolan could really be Baal's servant, and what purpose was she using to cure diseases to win over the villagers?

However, Zhang Long didn't care about this, he just wanted to get out of here quickly. He had already seen that with the level of knowledge of this village priest, it was not enough to reveal the true identity of Nokolan, but it was not easy to think of Baal here. After thanking the priest, he turned back to Hassana and Suina and said, "You all hear that, right? We'd better get out of here before dark!"

Suina hadn't recovered from the shock, but Hai Shan frowned, shook her head, and said, "It's better to meet that Nokolan, after all, our task is to investigate her details, and we don't even see her, it's not appropriate to leave just based on the priest's words, right?"

Zhang Long is called a depressed person, Hai Shan is usually very clever, why did he start to make trouble at this time? He resisted the urge to attack and said, "You also heard, she is probably a servant of Baal, if something happens, how can she explain to her master when she goes back?"

Hai Shan still refused to give in: "Even if she is a servant of Baal, she is just a woman, even if she has a little magic power, in broad daylight, there are so many people in the village, what can you do with us?

Zhang Long was going crazy, thinking that you really didn't pay for your life, and in a hurry, he finally got angry rarely: "! How much is face worth? I won't stop you if you want to die, Suina has to go back with me!"

Zhang Long, who never gets angry, suddenly became so excited, and the two of them were stunned, but unfortunately, this time Suyna stood on Haishan's side: "Why are you so angry? I think Haishan's words are reasonable, the villagers and the priest have diametrically opposite opinions, and they need to see her herself for verification." Besides, you won't die when you see each other, so why are you so nervous?"

Zhang Long is really desperate now, yes, for the ordinary people of St. Hugh Yarui in the current era, it is very likely that they have never seen a real demon in their lives, how can they understand the horror of the forces of hell? But he resolutely did not want to wade into this pool of troubled waters, let alone let Suina get into danger, so in desperation, he had to use his brains desperately and get out!

"You guys are too careless!" Zhang Long raised his voice, trying to create an irrefutable momentum, "Didn't you hear from Your Excellency the Reverend? Every demon has a pseudonym, God knows if 'Nokolan' is the pseudonym of a certain general under Barr, an ordinary human witch, even if she serves Baal, it is difficult for her to have such an unbelievable ability, right? In case I'm worried about the right thing, we don't know how we died!"

When the priest heard this, he was even more surprised by Zhang Long: Is he really just a slave? Why can he always analyze the idea? Even he never thought that "Nokolan" would be a problem with the demon's pseudonym! As a pious and kind clergyman, of course, he didn't want these young people to be in danger, so he quickly echoed and persuaded: "What this little brother said is very reasonable, you better get out of here as soon as possible. Norkel Blue is very charismatic and very good at persuasion, and when you meet her, you are likely to be easily put in the dark. So, while it's still early, go back!"

After this persuasion of both hard and soft, Hai Shan and Su Yina finally agreed, and Zhang Long was relieved. The three hurriedly bid farewell to the priest, left the church, and walked all the way to the entrance of the village.