Chapter 64: The Sacrificial Saint of Western Illusion (28)

Nishizawa drove the car, saw the gorgeous golden carriage parked in front of him, and the oracle in holy robes, and the knight who followed the carriage, his pupils were slightly dim, and he continued to drive after a slight glance.

The oracle also saw the two of them in an ordinary carriage, and saw that it was a civilian man who didn't even dare to lift his head was driving, so he didn't think much about it, and whispered to the oracle next to him.

"Yu Shu can't fulfill her saintess responsibilities well, I don't know what to do in such a small town? This is the poorest town in the kingdom of Darita, and the air here is stained with filthy civilians, and I want to get out of this place immediately. ”

The friend patted him on the shoulder with relief, "Don't worry, we will be able to go back soon, that holy woman has some talent, but that bit of divine power is not comparable to our great bishop." ”

The oracle thought about it, but he couldn't wait, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see any trace of the saint, and looked at the inside of the town.

"It's not a good idea to wait here, or we'll go into town to find the Holy Maiden?"

"The bishop will not allow it, and we are noble oracles, set foot in the realm of the commoners, what is it like, just wait here, didn't the Bev who was loved by the Duke of Cyril say, this is the only way out of the town, and the holy woman will definitely pass through here."

The news from Bev was known to all the people they had come, and they knew that the holy woman who had escaped from the Dark Forest without permission was staying at a hotel in the town.

The inn was very small and broken when they heard Bev, which made them a little embarrassed, but they didn't expect that Yu Shu, who was a nobleman or a saint, would be willing to live in such a place.

They stood on a high platform to judge Yu Shu's self-depraved behavior, and also escaped for this. The soldier-like saint felt ashamed.

For Yu Shu's escape, no one in the temple, including the bishop, was worried about not being able to catch her.

Gods are everywhere, and the power of the temple is everywhere, where can Yu Shu escape.

When the oracles were talking disdainfully about the Holy Maiden, eager to expel her from the nobility and the Holy Maiden, and ashamed to be in her company, Beve, who was a little behind, rented a carriage from the town and hurried here.

Seeing that the divine envoy's eyes were still bright, but he didn't see Yu Shu's shadow, Beve's eyelids jumped, looking at the empty road except for them, and felt bad, jumped out of the carriage to let the groom go back, and hurried to the side of the divine envoy.

Bev didn't dare to disturb the bishop in the golden carriage, so she grabbed an oracle and asked why she didn't see Yu Shu.

The god broke away from her hand in disgust, patted the robe, and said.

"The saint hasn't come out again, how can we arrest people?"

Bev couldn't care about her inferiority complex, and said anxiously with sweat on her forehead.

"I saw her set off before me with my own eyes, how could she not have passed through here."

When several oracs heard this, they thought of the dilapidated carriage that they had passed by a few minutes ago, and that it had broken down, and one of the oracles went to the golden carriage to relay Beve's words to the bishop.

A calm male voice soon came from inside the carriage, "Chase." ”

The group at the temple thought that it was just an ordinary civilian, and even if it was a few minutes faster than them, they would quickly catch up.

But the fact is that they couldn't keep up, and when they could barely see the figure of the carriage, the divine envoy gritted his teeth with a dark face and used his divine power to push the golden carriage, and two more divine envoys crossed over in front of the carriage, which finally stopped people.

"Holy Maiden, you can run." An envoy standing in front of the carriage felt sweat on his body, his face was full of irritability, and his tone was sarcastic.