A suburb of Boston.

Zhang Huaisheng looked up at the top of the towering cathedral, an ancient building made of a large number of cylindrical stones, like a temple in Greek mythology.

Spectacular, majestic.

Simple, unpretentious.

The Hunting Church was also prominent in the era of America's westward expansion, and even overshadowed the steam and mechanical churches that were in full swing.

But as humans spread throughout the Americas, the belief in the god of the hunt began to decline.

The billowing smoke of the factories replaced the sight of cowboys on horseback, fighting natives and beasts with revolvers, and became the main theme of the United States.

A statue of the goddess of the hunt with a bow and an arrow stands in the square outside the church.

The god of hunting was a Valkyrie.

But for the gods, gender is not important, and the goddess is not necessarily more merciful.

On the contrary, in the era when the gods were still active, the Hunting God Cult did not do much "preaching with arrows".

When the guards first saw Zhang Huaisheng, they were quite nervous, because he was carrying a large bag and a small bag, like a red moon madman carrying a portable bomb, ready to die with the people around him at any time.

Zhang Huaisheng politely told the guards about the cause and effect, and then waited for the news of the guards who went to report the news.

Soon, he managed to enter this majestic church.

Between the columns of white marble is a dark hall, and there are no candles or gas lamps in the hall, and when you pass through it, you will come to a small garden with a fountain.

Today is not a day for Mass or priests' missions, and the church is deserted, but because of this, the church is more solemn.

People come and go, endlessly, although close to the people, but it is inevitable that people can't raise any awe.

"You're Smith's teacher?"

Zhang Huaisheng looked at the middle-aged man standing on the edge of the fountain, wearing a white linen priest's robe, barefoot.

His gaze subconsciously glanced upward, and found that it was really a very bright luster, and a smile subconsciously appeared in his heart, blaming Lao Maitou for paying attention to his hairline every day, so that he also looked at it when he was middle-aged.

"Yes, Smith, he..."

The middle-aged man wanted to speak and stopped.

"I'm sorry to bring you bad news."

Zhang Huaisheng sighed lightly and told the middle-aged man what had happened.

"I knew that sooner or later he would die of his own arrogance."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man did not show any sad expression, but sighed angrily: "Before the goddess fell asleep, she once left a proverb, saying that there are seven original sins in the world, among which arrogance is the first. ”

"May Smith go to the sanctuary under the crown of the goddess and be redeemed."

"Thank you for telling me this, kind sir."

"In addition to this, I have to warn you that there are a large number of demonic limbs left near the town and the Abyssal Gate, which should have been dealt with by the parish priest of one of the Cult of Steam and Mechanicus there, but sadly, he also died at the hands of the daytime spirit."

"I understand, I will immediately send someone to dispose of the stumps of those things, and make sure that it will not affect the health of ordinary people."

Zhang Huaisheng lifted the bag in his hand again and said, "These in my hand belong to the part of the materials that Smith should share, as well as the extraordinary relics he involves, I don't think you are more suitable to deal with these things." ”

"I thank you from the bottom of my heart, sir, not for the material, but for your character."

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, he thought that there would be Smith's relics inside, but he didn't expect that Zhang Huaisheng was willing to return the part of the materials that Smith should have given to the church.

He made a close salute to Zhang Huaisheng, and the believers of the god of hunting are often in a state of both conservative and open.

Some people run naked in the forest, but they are also extremely conservative, hating factories and machines for destroying the forest and eroding the air, and want to return to the old days.

"You've won a prize."

Zhang Huaisheng exchanged two more polite words with him, and then offered to leave.

This time it's just a good relationship, and if you need help in the future, Smith's teacher must be more or less willing to help.

"May the god of the hunt bless you."

Zhang Huaisheng smiled: "Thank you for your blessings, but the demon god will bless me." ”

He walked out of the church.

Standing on the steps of the square, he was about to leave.

The smile on his face froze suddenly, for he saw that not far away, a dirty, scarred kitten was cowering in the corner, shivering and dancing.

Both fierce and cowardly.

This stubborn breed has actually chased here!

A hunter held the belt in his hand, raised it high, threw it out fiercely, and immediately whipped Xiao Hei away.

Although Xiao Hei's spirituality is close to Sequence 9, he is just a cat in the end, how can he fight against a real hunter.

"Stop!"

Zhang Huaisheng's tone was a little cold and hard: "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

"As you can see, I'm hunting a beast, what's in your way?"

The hunter looked puzzled, and although he spoke politely, his tone was not so friendly.

Zhang Huaisheng asked, "Do you know Smith?" ”

"Of course, the archbishop's most proud disciple is expected to be promoted to a genius in the middle order at a young age."

The hunter's face showed a hint of jealousy, and he snorted, "But what does this have to do with a cat?" ”

"It's his most cherished pet."

Zhang Huaisheng's tone paused slightly, and then said: "Of course, there is good news for you, Smith is dead. ”

The hunter froze.

This is indeed good news for him.

"But the bad news is, I'm his friend."

Before the hunter could react to what Zhang Huaisheng meant, a straight punch slammed into his face with a cold wind pressure.

Blood and broken teeth erupted from his mouth, and as soon as his eyes went black, he fell to the ground.

Zhang Huaisheng stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Hei, and it immediately exploded and let out a somewhat hoarse cry.

But where did it resist Zhang Huaisheng, he pinched the back of Xiao Hei's fate,

It instinctively quieted down, but only for a moment, and then began to show its teeth and claws again.

Felines will calm down when they are pinched on the back of their necks.

Originated from the instinct of feline cubs that evolved when they were held by their mothers on the back of their necks to avoid danger.

At this time, if you struggle indiscriminately or make a sound, it is likely to attract enemies.

But Xiao Hei is not an ordinary cat in the end,