Cold, milk-smooth, light clothes slipped from the ascetic's body, and he watched in disbelief as his body swept away the dirt and dust accumulated over the years - it was naturally not the result of a bath in holy light, but a human act - he was bathed!

The room, reserved for the archbishop, was a superior ward, immaculately clean, with extremely simple furnishings, a map of all the churches and monasteries of the Twelve Dioceses of Neustria on the walls, and a number of books in the low cabinets next to it, but this qiē was not noticed by ascetics, and in the eyes of his faction, the splendid royal palace was no different from the pigsty, always empty, always ...... Illusion.

However, he was bathed and changed his clothes, which is certainly not an illusion!

He began to murmur to his gods, begging "it" to strengthen his faith against the disturbances of this disgusting earthly world, but the heavens did not obey him, and his prayer was barely uttered, and the bell rang from far to near, and many bells could be heard, and then the hospital bell rang as well.

When he had just returned to Neustria, he had briefly rejoiced at the incessant ringing of the bell, thinking it to be the bell of faith, but now he frowned in disgust when he heard it, for he knew that it was not for faith, but for those who worked in the workshops, for those who lived in hospitals, for the staff of the departments, for the children of the schools, for the guards and soldiers on duty and training—the bells for eating.

Thinking of the qiē he had seen since he returned to Neustria, he hated the devil who guided him more and more to 120,000 points, ah. This deplorable Neustria! She can now boast of being rich all over the world—and that's not just a description of wealth—and her fleet is mighty on every sea route from Neustria to St. Ommel, and to the Eternal City, and pirates fleeing along the way. for fear that he would be robbed by a slow step; boasting of her good neighborliness - the unfaithful, doomed merchants of the nations smiling and smiling sail with all sorts of valuable goods and sycophants of praise for her, and not a lawless count on the border was foolish enough to dare to set foot on her land with an army; boasting that their people live happily and in peace. Plenty of food and clothing—Indeed, the faces of everyone he saw were bloody, even the little girl in tattered clothes carried a heavy basket of rice, and her eyes were full of yearning for tomorrow...... But! This pathetic Neustria, she has a qiē, but she has no yearning for the gods and the kingdom of heaven!

A country without faith! No matter how rich and powerful she is, her lack of faith in the gods and heaven is pathetic, and she is doomed to have no future! It's all destined to collapse right away!

Where did that last sentence come from? The ascetic was slightly distracted, probably because he had been infected for a few days after mixing with those people of the "Care and Save Women's Federation". When they had meetings, they always said that if the woman didn't come home, Neustria would collapse!

It sounds similar to the ascetic philosophy, but in fact it is much worse, in the ascetic's view, it is a great deal for a woman not to go home, but this terrible mortal world is meant to collapse, when Geoffrey is in the meeting. One of their rituals is the call: "The end is near!" It's close! ”

The purpose of the Jeffrey Order is that collapse is inevitable and imminent, and they greet it with joy because after that they will reach what they desire. The city of radiance, where God and the angels dwell, where the foundation is a jewel. The streets are pure gold, and there is no more pain. There is no night, and they will be reunited with their loved ones forever.

The purpose of the Care Save Women Federation is: If the woman does not go home, the evil Neustria will collapse, and the woman must go home, so that Neustria will prosper, and if the woman goes home, the sky will be blue, and the water will be green, and everyone will have faith, and there will be comfortable and well-paid jobs and will not be afraid of women to snatch them, and there will be free maids to call and beat up, and the society will be harmonious, and the Neustria, and from this, the Neustria, will be strong above the nations (with their intelligence, insight, and most importantly, their position, They don't think about the fact that the women of the nations except Neustria are at home.) However, there are also some extremists who believe that collapse is a beautiful thing, if the factory collapses, they only need to grab a copper from their wives to change a little female worker, and when they are tired of playing, they will change another one, and then each of them will have countless beautiful little female workers to play casually; After the collapse, the order is gone, they rob when they want, burn when they want, kill when they want; Ah, what a wonderful thing it is to crash! It's no wonder that many people who are in China and whose relatives are all in China shout every day that China is about to collapse......

So, in spite of all the talk of the end times, the ascetics were far from the worldly collapsers, and he did not pray for collapse in the hope of a few more cheap labourers for cheap, and if that were the case, the archbishop would not hesitate to send him to the company of Count Bagh at the outset, who was industrious and faithful in prison, and those who were with him said that one day he would be the warden.

But the archbishop's cousin did not expect worldly pleasures and comforts, he did not pray for collapse and the end of the world to escape labor, and this is the cause of the archbishop's headaches. Only he and the Great Demon King knew in their hearts that when it came to personal moral cultivation, his cousin was actually more worthy of the title of saint than him, so the Great Demon King could corrupt him in a few days, and then corrupt the whole country, but he couldn't corrupt his cousin.

Thus, the ascetic's curse was not broken by the food cart that came with the sound of the bell.

It was a special food truck for the archbishop's patients, with four dishes and one soup in bright porcelain and new silverware: pigeon walnut pie, wine-roasted sea bass, pan-fried venison with pan-fried mushrooms (topped with honey), lettuce, fruit soup in soup, lingonberry berry cream cake as an after-dinner snack, and a basket full of freshly baked bread.

These freshly baked meals exude an enticing aroma, and under the rule of the great demon king who loves food, even hospital meals are enough to serve the tables of princes and gourmets, but the ascetics do not give a damn about it.

"I don't eat these depraving and unclean foods." He commanded.

This answer surprised the nurse who delivered the meal. (To be continued......)