Quintus is in his early forties.

Unlike his colleagues, he did not like to be a guest in the aristocratic castles, but preferred to walk between the countryside all year round, feeling the power of the land and the ordinary people on it.

Due to the constant exposure to the wind and sun, one of his faces looked a little dark, and wrinkles began to appear prematurely, which also made him look older than his actual age.

In addition, he is also dressed casually, and when he stops at the edge of the field, it is easy to be mistaken for a farmer.

But don't let his appearance fool you.

Quintus possesses an unparalleled eloquence and superhuman affinity even among priests.

Everyone who approaches him can't help but be infected by the personal charm that exudes from him.

It is said that this time, when the Silvermoon Church sent people to Greenfield, the High Priest of Kircuon personally named him.

And Quintus did not live up to his teacher's expectations, the village he was in charge of was very close to Teacup Fort, and it belonged to a place that was very infiltrated by the Shuangxiu Sect.

Some of the villagers had even witnessed the dragon-slaying battle that day, although they had only seen some fire, vaguely seen the terrifying black shadow, and heard its roar and roar.

But the fear of it has been ingrained in the bottom of my heart, and even with my admiration for the Shuangxiu Sect that defeated the Black Dragon, coupled with the bad head of the female lord, she announced that she was about to take refuge on Saturday.

The upward and downward effects have made many people in this village ready to move.

When Quintus first arrived, he faced such an extremely difficult situation, and some villagers even avoided him, but he did not panic at all, and soon he used his personal charm to open up the situation.

And for those who don't want to communicate with him, Quintus also has a way, and he naturally talks to them by helping them carry water and crackle wood.

Then Quintus would open their hearts little by little with sincerity and eloquence, find out where the temptation came from, and help them analyze how to resist this temptation and remain loyal to the goddess like a friend.

Since he kept his posture low and did not command with condescension, the villagers were happy to confide in him and listen to his sermons.

Soon, more and more people surrounded Quintus, and everyone regained their faith in Picia. The cold wind blowing on the body seems to be less cold, and the poor days are not so difficult.

Quintus felt that in another ten days, his mission would almost be completed.

However, he didn't expect it to come to an abrupt end at some point.

Quintus opened his eyes from the haystack that day, pushed the door open, and wanted to greet the enthusiastic believers outside the door as usual, but was stunned to find that there was no one in front of the door.

Not only that, but Quintus looked intently and realized that the village was also empty.

Although it is the time of the farm, and many people like to sleep lazily, it is quite unusual for people in a village to be so lazy.

Not to mention that Quintus also went out at this point a few days ago, and there were usually a lot of people outside the door.

Why are there so few people today?

Curious, Quintus went to a longhouse where believers lived and knocked on the door, but no one answered the door.

Nobody's home?

Quintus was stunned again, why did he run outside on this cold day, why did he run outside?

Quintus then knocked on the door next door, but no one opened it.

By this time, Quintus had realized the seriousness of the situation, and quickened his pace to the third longhouse, which, as expected, was still empty.

Quintus hesitated, leaned over to the crack in the wall and looked inside, but there was no one.

What is the situation, why is it that when you wake up, everyone is gone?

Quintus looked dazed, and just then the door of a room behind him was pushed open, and the people inside ran out as they dressed.

Seeing Quintus, his face froze, and he tried to squeeze out a smile, "Priest Quintus, it's early." ”

"Morning, Varro." Quintus also smiled sincerely, "Where are you in a hurry to go this morning?" ”

"Uh......" The embarrassment on Varro's face became stronger and stronger, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"I thought we were friends with all the talk," Quintus sighed, "or I'll tell you a little story, did you know that the Goddess of the Silver Moon also kept a secret?" ”

"Priest Quintus," Varro interrupted Quintus through gritted teeth, "is there anything you can say when I get back, I'm in a hurry, I, I've been a little oversleeped." ”

"Oh, is that so, then I'll go with you, I can tell you slowly on the way."

Varro smiled wryly, "You really can't go to that place. ”

"It's strange, but aren't all the people in the village rushing over?"

"I'm going to hear a sermon on Saturday." Varro eventually had to tell the truth.

Then he saw that Quintus, who had been very talkative, fell into silence for a moment.

Varro now feels like a scumbag, his lover is still working hard at home to cook simple and warm meals for himself, but on the other side he is spending time with a third party.

"No, it's not your fault." Varro comforted, "You're right to tell us, and everybody likes you, but ......"

"But what?" Quintus hadn't been able to recover from this sudden betrayal, but asked subconsciously.

"But the Shuangxiu Sect will issue a cloak today!"

Valo said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I'll have to get the cloak, I'm afraid it's too late." ”

"What, hair cloak?" Quintus suspects that something is wrong with his ears, and the Silvermoon Church will also distribute some free supplies to poor families during disaster years.

But this year's harvest in the western parts of the country was good, and from what Quintus knew about the small village, they were not rich enough, but they were not poor enough to be in need of relief.

Quintus reminded Varro, "There is no such good thing in this world, you better be careful, don't be deceived." ”

As a result, he didn't mention this stubble, but as soon as he mentioned Varro, he slapped his thigh and said angrily, "Don't say it, we just listened to your words, and I believe that the Shuangxiu Sect is a lie in its mouth, and as a result, we missed yesterday's bread distribution, and people from other villages have received it as long as they went."

"It's white bread, it tastes much better than black bread. I didn't eat it either, and I can't miss it again anyway. ”

Without waiting for Quintus to answer, Varro raised his feet and rushed out of the village.