What Bi Lifu said was not wrong, the demonic energy no longer spread, and the magic spots on Ilsa's body quickly dissipated under Bi Lifer's divine power, although he lost the help of two holy relics, but Bi Livier was an epic high priest after all, which was not difficult for him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The church was quickly erected with the help of the wood spirits, it was a completely wooden church, and in terms of architectural style, the traditional Billiver was obviously different from the ideas of the natural artists, and there were many jokes along the way, but this beautiful church, full of classical elven architecture and Terran papal style, was finally completed to the satisfaction of both parties.

The simple wood spirits are grateful for the sacrifice that saved the tribe, and they are also grateful for the god of light and darkness represented by the sacrifice, so they don't mind becoming believers in the god of light and darkness, and every Sunday, the wood spirits will gather in the church and clumsily pray, recite scriptures, and sing hymns according to the teachings of the sacrifice. The artists even made many beautiful versions of the chants, much to the priest's dismay, who did not want to be arbitrarily adapted for thousands of years, but it is undeniable that each of these adapted chants is very good.

But the demonic energy near the church has not been cleaned up, so except for the weekly Sundays, the wood spirits rarely come to the church, but Bi Livier does not feel lonely, because every day, there is always a cute little wood spirit jumping up and down with a basket of fruits, food, and water to the church.

On this day, Ilsa watched Bilever eat, squinted at the shackles on Cliffor's hand, touched it gently, and then raised her head and asked innocently, "Sacrifice, isn't it heavy?"

"You should call me Teacher, Ilsa. Billever's face was deliberately stiff, and he bent down and gently twisted Ilsa's face, "This is the shackles of faith, and those who believe in piety and those who are pure in heart will not feel its weight." ”

The itchy feeling on her face made Ilsa giggle and laugh: "But everyone calls you a sacrifice, why is it only me who calls you teacher." ”

"Because you are the only one who is my student, you will inherit the shackles of your teacher in the future. ”

Ilsa wrinkled her little nose: "Don't, it's ugly." ”

Billvier shook his head helplessly, and then said, "Ilsa, you should go and copy the scriptures." ”

"I'll write it later, okay. Ilsa hugged Cliffor's arm and shook it gently, begging, "I'm going to play with my buddies and I'll write about it later." ”

Clifford had no choice but to say, "Go ahead, don't forget the prayer class in the evening." ”

"I like you the most, Sacrifice. Ilsa let out a silver bell laugh and trotted out of the church.

Billever's smile unconsciously hung on his face as he looked at Ilsa's back, but soon his smile froze. He slowly looked down at the shackles on his hands and sighed softly, "This is also the original sin. ”

He stood up and looked at the Book of Salvation enshrined on the altar, rubbing the pages with his fingertips and reciting the verses on it.

Days passed, and in the blink of an eye, five years passed, and Bi Lifu began to integrate into this wood spirit group, and the wood spirit was also used to this somewhat taciturn sacrifice, from the initial vigilance to the later harmony, now every wood spirit will always greet this sacrifice cordially when they see Bi River.

Billivor began to like this kind of life, and compared to the human society he had spent ten years understanding, he liked these simple, kind wood spirits more and more, without deceit, without greedy begging.

And the little wood spirit who always likes to hold his hand, wander around the wood spirit's tree house, and tell him interesting stories about life.

This is the original sin called "warmth", which is the heaviness of happiness.

On a Sunday, Clifford finished the morning mass, but he didn't see Ilsa, who always liked to help run around and eat the holy bread from time to time, but today the Mass was over, and she still didn't come to church.

"Did you see Ilsa?" asked Billifer as he pulled a familiar wood spirit.

The wood spirit replied, "I just saw her in her tree, and I asked her mysteriously and refused to tell me." ”

Her Tree ......

Billvier thanked him, then returned the sacrificial items for Mass to the Ark of the Covenant, and walked out of the church toward Ilsa's companion tree.

Billever's halfway down the road when he saw Ilsa.

"Ah, the sacrifice. Ilsa, holding something in her arms in both hands, smiled happily at the sight of Cliffor, and ran briskly towards him.

Billever's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted, "Watch your back!"

Ilsa turned to find a demonized shadow leopard scurrying after her, baring its sharp fangs right up her throat.

"Ahh

It's a sacrifice!

With a splash of blood, the demonized shadow leopard originally bit Ilsa's neck, but was protected by Billever, and it bit on Billever's arm, and the powerful bite force bit off Billever's arm, and forcibly ripped his arm off his shoulder.

The demonized shadow leopard jumped back two steps, a low growl in his throat, and looked at Billvier warily.

"Not allowed...... Hurt my disciple!!" Biriff gasped for breath, looked coldly at the demonized shadow leopard, and shouted angrily, "Get out of !!"

The demonized shadow leopard let out a few menacing growls, but slowly backed away before running away.

Ilsa, in Billever's arms, listened to his heavy gasps, looked at the wound on his broken arm, her big eyes were full of tears, and whimpered, "Sacrifice ......"

"Ilsa, are you alright?" Billever, holding back the pain, tried to smile at her, "Don't come alone, it's dangerous." ”

Ilsa's tears flowed, her hands slowly spread out, it was a red fruit, she protected it even in the most dangerous times.

"This is the first fruit of my tree. Ilsa lowered her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Mother said that the first fruit of the wood spirit should be given to the person she likes the most. I want to give it to the sacrifice. But, it's ......."

A large hand took the fruit from her hand, and Ilsa looked up, and when she saw the priest biting the fruit, he smiled and said, "It's delicious, Ilsa." Thank you. ”

Ilsa looked at the sacrifice blankly, and whimpered quietly: "Woo~...... Woo woo woo~"

In the end, she cried loudly and hugged the sacrifice: "I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

"Don't cry, Ilsa. Look, what is this. ”

Ilsa opened her eyes, only to see the priest remove the shackles he had never removed and hand them to Ilsa.

"Sorry, I can't wear it anymore. Although it is still early...... Hmm......" Billevers pushed the shackles towards Ilsa, "Ilsa, my only disciple, would you like to accept this shackle of faith?" ”

Ilsa rubbed her eyes, but she couldn't stop the tears: "I will, I will cherish it." ”

Clifford smiled and rubbed her head gently.

The loss of an arm was far less safe for Billivor than for Ilsa, and the wound healed quickly under his divine healing, but the broken arm could no longer be connected.

After that day, Ilsa became well-behaved, and every day she conscientiously completed the ritual assignments, and finally one day, she successfully cast her first magic spell, the blessing technique.

Billvier was very happy that the wood spirit that could cast divine magic didn't mean that the god could accept a wood spirit believer.

In the thirteenth year that Billever's stay in the Greenwoods, with the efforts of Billifer and the Wood Spirits, the demonic energy of this dead land was finally dispelled, and the cracks in the demon nest began to slowly close, and the green once again covered the original dead place.

There was no need for relict suppression here, and Clifford felt it was time for him to leave.

When Byriver said goodbye to the leader of Anas, the leader showed a sad expression for the first time: "Sacrifice, my friend, are you leaving?"

"It's been twenty-three years since I left the Holy See, and there is no longer any demonic energy here, and the rift has healed. Chief, I think it's time for me to leave. Billiver nodded.

Anas stood up, and he hugged Perifer: "Sacrifice, may I and your god bless you, and all our people will miss you." ”

When Cliffor left Anas's treehouse, Ilsa was standing in the doorway, her head down and kicking the stones.

"Ilsa, why don't you say goodbye to the teacher before parting?" said Billever, smiling and hugging Ilsa.

Ilsa hugged Blevier and cried, "Sacrifice, will you come back?"

"I think so. "I'm going back to the Holy See and convincing the Pope and the bishops to accept you devout Wood Spirit believers, and if all goes well, I'll ask to come here as a regional bishop." At that point, we can meet again. ”

"It's agreed, you must come back. ”

"Yes, it's agreed. ”

Billvier packed his bags, but he actually only took two holy relics with him, and the rest were dry food prepared by the enthusiastic wood spirits for the sacrificial journey. The Wood Spirits sent Billifer all the way to the intersection of the Greenwoods, and after Billevers stepped out of the Greenwoods, a chant was heard behind him.

The artists adapted the chants.

Billevers couldn't help but laugh, and without looking back, he strode away.