readx; The innkeeper drank the wine from his glass, ignoring the impatient eyes of Wren and Peter, and just thought about his own thoughts. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Although Peter and Wren were anxious to know the next story, they had no choice but to drink instead.

They could only drink cup after cup with the boss, until Peter even felt dizzy and the boss smiled and said to them, "Okay, don't drink it." Where did we just come from?" he frowned and thought about it carefully.

When Peter heard the boss say this, he was shocked and quickly put down the wine glass in his hand, he adjusted his sitting posture and listened carefully.

The boss glanced at them and snorted before speaking, "I don't know how Neto got the Holy See to agree to his suggestion, anyway, the Holy See overturned the previous plan. They gathered the refugees who had been scattered in ten places and divided them into four settlements, which is how the four settlements are now. Cromwell Abbey was still on the hill when the gathering point was first built, and it was only after the gathering point was built that the monastery in the center was slowly built into the monastery you see today. He sighed as if he had fallen into some unknown emotion.

Peter listened quietly, he always felt that something was wrong, but for a moment he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only hold back the uneasiness in his heart.

"At that time, my brother and I were relatively thin due to physical reasons, so we were assigned here. The boss sighed when he finished speaking. Peter did not know for a moment whether he was sad or happy, but he could only listen quietly as the innkeeper's deep voice rang in his ears.

"At first we thought it was just an ordinary gathering place, but then we found out that it wasn't. With that, he gave Peter a meaningful look.

Peter was stunned, and kept analyzing what the innkeeper meant.

The boss didn't stop talking because Peter was thinking, he still recounted in a low voice, "You may not know the traditions of Cromwell Abbey, and I haven't seen people from the Redemption House come to the gathering place for good deeds for about ten years. In recent years, too many people have died in the Holy See because of power struggles, and they may have forgotten the true meaning of these things at all. Tsk, power is really something that can make people want to stop. ”

Peter only felt creepy when he heard the boss say this, he raised his head, quickly glanced at Wren, and then asked the boss, "Who are you, how can you possibly know this." ”

The boss smiled indifferently, he sighed after taking a sip of wine: "How can I know this, hehe, you will naturally know more if you live for a long time." It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I know what you want to know, and even what you don't dare to imagine. You can call me Urgat. With that, he smiled weirdly at Peter and Wren.

Before the two of them could recover from the shocked message, Urgart continued, "Okay, let's talk about the Neto family. Neto was the one I told you about who advocated the construction of the four gathering points, and was later called by the Holy See to build the Cromwell Abbey, and I have not seen him since. If you say that there is a man named Neto here in Taji, then I can only say that his blood is still alive in the world, but I have never met or heard of such a person. So please forgive me for not being able to help you much. ”

Although they didn't inquire about the whereabouts of the Neto family, Peter and Wren couldn't care about this now, and the two of them discussed it in a whisper, and then Wren asked first, "So where is your brother now?"

Urgart blinked mysteriously, and he shook his index finger at Wren to indicate that he had no comment. Wren shrugged and didn't speak.

Peter frowned and thought about things as he waited until they had finished talking before asking, "Then do you know the tradition of Cromwell's Abbey, Ergarth, what about the Redemption House, and what else has caused no one from the Redemption House to come for more than ten years?"

Urgart nodded approvingly, he pointed at Peter and said to Wren, "Look at the question, what should I ask, my brother." ”

Wren nodded indifferently and smiled at Peter, and Urgarte shook his head when he saw the two of them like this, and said: "The tradition of Cromwell's monastery is to select the best group of monks from the same period and cultivate them intensively, and the selection process begins with entering the Redemption House. You are only qualified to be cultivated if you are able to enter the House of Salvation. As for now, I think you probably went straight to the Redemption House without even going through the selection process. That's why I said that no one understands the true inheritance, whether it is the Holy See or the Cromwell Abbey, and these profound things have been forgotten by them. After saying that, he sighed deeply.

Peter listened quietly, and as soon as Urgart finished speaking, he retorted, "No, if no one really knows about this, how could they have arranged for us to come here to do the task now?"

Ergart stuck out his tongue and licked the wine glass in his hand, and said impatiently to Peter: "What is this, these things are the responsibility of the former prime minister and deacon." Don't tell me you don't know that the last Chancellor Deacon was in Cromwell Abbey, and that kid Ratfal was the cardinal archbishop he met back then. However, this cardinal archbishop deserves to be aggrieved enough, and he has no right to say it, just to say it. After saying that, he threw the wine glass in his hand and said seriously to Peter and Wren who were looking at him with their mouths wide open.

"Do you know why Cromwell's Abbey has a special place in the Holy See, why so many popes come here during their reigns? Do you want to know what is going on with the huge treasury beneath these four gathering places? Do you not wonder why Cromwell Abbey built a gathering place around it? Do you really think that ordinary people live in these settlements?" he asked, and the more Peter spoke, the more he felt that he knew too little.

He licked his chapped lips and gasped, he only felt as if there were mountains pressing on his heart, and he weakly picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip tremblingly.

Urgarte waited until Peter had finished drinking before he said the last words of the conversation to Peter and Wren tonight: "What does it mean that you have come here without knowing anything? Either that there are people in the abbey who want you to die, or that Cromwell's Abbey has lost its most important thing and heritage, and of course maybe both." So I'm not surprised if you die there by accident, because it's almost inevitable. ”

Peter was a little frightened, and he turned to Urgat again and asked, "Who are you?"

Urgart tilted his neck and looked at him with a little confusion and said, "Didn't I tell you just now, I'm just an ordinary innkeeper, my name is Urgat." ”