"Want to pray to the Goddess of Dawn?"

"Praise Alona!"

An icy cold wind flowed around, and warm steam filled the Dawn.

There were quite a few people standing on the platform of the church, most of them richly dressed and looking to be upper-class believers, and priests in white robes walked through the crowd, and the voices of each other were greeted in their ears.

As soon as he got out of the car, Ethan's guy blended into the crowd and saw no one, occasionally hearing his voice in a trance, and when he turned his head, he couldn't see where he was.

Unlike Ethan's fish in water, Jiang Chenchuan, who knew nothing, could only follow the crowd without saying a word, looking like a timid social phobia.

The crowd moved in the direction of the Cathedral of the Dawn, a pure white building with a minaret and carved white sculptures on the front, where the Knights of the Dawn were stationed to give the faithful a sense of security.

Walking along the aisle all the way in, you can reach the prayer hall, the place of today's secret meeting, because of the use of energy lamps, the whole church is as bright as daytime, and the light through the stained glass is as sacred and pure as the bright starry sky.

As soon as I entered the prayer hall, the noisy conversation was noticeably quieter, and those who knew the place well had already taken their seats in the front row, for fear that they would not be able to hear the bishop's sermon.

And Jiang Chenchuan, a staunch materialist, only planned to come over to maintain his love for Alona, and did not plan to join the gathering of these fanatical believers, so he found an inconspicuous place near the passage and sat down, and put the skull cane aside to facilitate his own actions.

He had only sat down for two seconds when a familiar figure sat down beside him.

"Tell me honestly, are you a believer in other churches who sneaked in to make intelligence?"

Ethan looked around nervously and whispered.

"People who usually say this first show that they have a ghost in their heart." Jiang Chenchuan looked calm and asked in a low voice, "So, which god do you believe in?" ”

"Me? I didn't. Ethan hurriedly argued.

Give full play to the only observation power as a detective, a slightly dodging look, an attitude of eager argumentation, a stubble that came up at the beginning, and a deliberate guide to the words.

The probability of 80 percent can prove that Jiang Chenchuan's guess is not wrong.

"Then tell me."

"Say what?"

Ethan looked puzzled.

"Believers in the gods never lie."

Ethan smiled, scratched his head, and whispered back:

"Don't tell anyone else."

"Say what?"

"The God of Peace is the truth of the world."

What a despicable layman.

"What about you?" Ethan was curious about the man in front of him, and his instincts told him that they should be the same kind of people.

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Chenchuan thought for a while before replying.

"I don't believe in anyone, I only believe in myself."

As for "my life is up to me", or the ideological education from childhood to adulthood, there is nothing to explain, and the great Ma Zhe's ideological brilliance should not be understood.

"Yourself?"

As if caught in some thought, Ethan paused for a moment before looking up.

"Ethan Manstein, what about you?"

Ethan stretched out his hand to Jiang Chenchuan, and Jiang Chenchuan naturally shook it, as if he was a friend from now on, showing a sincere and friendly smile.

"Evel von Heinrich."

"Good name."

"So are you."

……

"The gods did not give up on everyone, that is the test and favor of the goddess, as long as you survive the darkness, you can wait for the dawn!"

In the midst of a round of applause, Father Louis slowly appeared, standing on the podium, speaking in a low and gentle voice about the truth spread by the Church of the Dawn, his face covered by the hood of his white robe, his expression could not be seen clearly, and he could only wash his soul in a gentle voice.

Everyone present quieted down, put down what was in their hands, closed their eyes, clenched their left hand into a fist, placed it on their lowered forehead, and prayed slowly to the priest's words.

Even Ethan did it.

If it hadn't been confirmed just now, Jiang Chenchuan would have really thought that he was a sincere Dawn Cultist.

But......

Listening to the words of the priest on the stage, Jiang Chenchuan always felt that something was wrong, probably the intuition of his profession in his previous life, the feeling of being watched by the darkness, like a man's back.

But Jiang Chenchuan knew in his heart that the church was a holy place, and when the cathedrals of the four major churches were established, the museum gave a certain amount of support, and in the ground of each cathedral, there were relics of Sequence No. 1 stored to protect the place of belief in the gods.

If it was those eyes, he would not be able to do anything to the current Jiang Chenchuan, and that terrifying illusion would not be able to unfold here.

So, what exactly?

Jiang Chenchuan quietly opened his eyes and secretly observed around, the believers around him were very religious, and they did not dare to slack off in the slightest in the face of the priest's teachings.

Who would that be?

Ethan?

Wrong.

Doing a full set of plays, he looks serious.

White knights standing guard on both sides?

Wrong.

They had been standing like that, and they hadn't even moved for so long.

And if the feeling has just appeared, it means that the person is new, and there is only ......

Jiang Chenchuan slowly raised his head and looked at the priest who was giving a speech on the stage, obviously he couldn't see his face clearly, but at that moment, he could clearly feel that he and the priest were ......

Eyes met.

But the priest's sermon continued, without even a pause, Jiang Chenchuan watched silently for a while, he felt that the priest in the shadow of the hood looked away, and then he bowed his head again, like every believer, sincerely listening to the priest's words.

And so it went on until the end of the presentation.

The bishop opened the side door of the prayer hall, and the next step was a more intimate time for private conversations, where the people who came here had some of their own secrets and purposes.

Everyone stood up and left in an orderly manner, Jiang Chenchuan had just picked up the skeleton cane and wanted to leave, when he saw a white figure approaching him.

"Want to pray to the Goddess of Dawn?"

It was Father Louis, who had just given a speech on stage.

Still hesitating to accept the priest's invitation, Ethan said excitedly beside him:

"It's Father Louis! Oh, my God! That's a celebrity of the Church of the Dawn, and if nothing happens, he'll be the next bishop of the Church of the Dawn. ”

"May Alona bless you."

Father Louis seemed to like such a compliment from Ethan.

After saying hello, he tilted his head slightly, waiting for Jiang Chenchuan's reply, and the feeling of being watched appeared again, which he could only encounter when he was on a mission before.

It's unpleasant.

"May I pray to the priest."

Since he couldn't dodge, he responded generously, and in Ethan's envious gaze, Jiang Chenchuan followed Father Louis out of the prayer hall.