The Bishop led the paladins to the next door, where there was a grandfather and grandson who owned a grocery store, and when they saw the bishop and the paladin, they nodded and asked, "Do you want to buy something?" ”

"We're not here to buy something." The bishop shook his head slightly, "Are you believers in God?" ”

"Of course, our family has been devout believers for generations, I have been religious with my parents since I was a child, I go to church every weekend, we strictly follow the precepts, and most of our income is contributed to the church, but after that day, I don't see hope." As he spoke, the old man began to cry out loud, crying with such sorrow.

"I know that San Sonniedi's inaction has caused you to be persecuted by heresy, but we are here to not let others hurt you!" The Paladin after the Bishop said with a frown.

"That's right! They are all top-level powerhouses, their combat power is strong, if it weren't for these paladins serving the Holy See, no matter where they go, they can quickly accumulate strength, and easily break through a county or even a duchie! The Bishop vouched for the paladins who came after him, "So don't be afraid even if the Count threatens you, no one can change your faith!" ”

The old man, seeing that their resolve seemed to be at ease, decided to give them a chance, and asked, "Can you fly?" ”

Fly? What's the problem, we're not birds.

The bishop coughed after a brief moment of stunnedness, then reverently said, "The sky is God's realm, and we won't." ”

"Can you summon angels, then?"

Sky... Angel? That's a servant of God, and even the Pope may not be able to summon it!

The bishop was tempted to ask the unseemly old man in front of him why he asked such a strange question, but he was now inspired, so he answered his question seriously:

"I can't."

"Then you talk about a hammer."

Hammer... Hammer? Did I hear me right? The bishop looked at the decrepit old man with some disbelief, his brow couldn't help but twitch, and the grocery store suddenly became very quiet.

"Ahem, I mean that heresy is powerful." The old man didn't give the bishop time to question, and said directly, "The reason why we are flying the banner of heresy is because they are here today, do you understand what I mean?" ”

"I see, you mean that when they are gone tomorrow, your flag will be taken down, and today is just a check, and your faith still belongs to God." The bishop seemed to understand the old man's good intentions, and said in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency, what do you think of a devout believer in God?" The old man shook his head slightly when he heard this, "Is faith your family's carriage?" Ridden away by the Heretics today, and I'll send you back in two days? I mean, if they can't come, God's faith is still there, you know? ”

"Understood, please wait for our good news." The corners of the bishop's mouth twitched, and then he led the paladins out the door.

"Grandpa, they can't fly, and they don't have angels, can they fight evil dragons?" After seeing the bishop and they left, the little grandson asked curiously in his grandfather's arms.

"Because I want them to die." The old man looked at his little grandson and smiled kindly.

Walking out of the grocery store, the bishop looked at the heretical flags floating on both sides of the street and sighed slightly, he was a little depressed, he was hit by the words of these two believers, where did he suffer such a grievance in the royal capital in the past, if it wasn't an extraordinary time now, the believers who dared to talk to him like this would have been beaten half-failed by the paladins he commanded

"I'm so angry, aren't they coming? Let's go straight to that heretic on the spot, and look back at the faces of these ignorant lambs! The bishop said and looked at the six paladins on the side, "Go and call someone, and we'll ambush that guy inside the city gates in a moment." ”

"Understood, Bishop." The paladin bowed his head in response, then galloped his horse and ran towards the Hilton church.

"What are they going to do?" Looking at the bishop and the others who were wandering around the market, one of the guards in charge of monitoring said to his companion.

"I pulled the banner of the weaving room, and walked out of the grocery store in a menacing manner, it seems that the faith has failed, and I am ready to intercept and kill the saint and his party." The companion replied.

"How do you know?" The guard was surprised.

"That bishop shouted so loudly that the nobleman who came in from the outside was the sage, who do you think has a better chance?" The guard laughed, "No matter who ambushes them, they can't let these people make trouble in Hilton." ”

On Blackcurrant's carriage to Hilton, Tintha was saying something majestic, making gestures that might look majestic, and Ina was fiddling with her potions vial like an acrobatic pear, Apple Pear303, while watching him practice his image as a Sage.

"In this world, everyone's image is different, just like the merchant along the street has to practice smiling, the knight has to practice scolding, and the nobleman has to practice etiquette." Klaus looked at the gesture of flicking his sleeves and said, "As a sage, you must practice majesty, otherwise the image will collapse." ”

"Actually, it's good to go with the flow, the Sage is not the only one, there are thousands of phases." He retorted as he moved his hand, which felt like he was about to shake off.

"No, no, no, a bad image will make believers feel that the saint is too ordinary and lacks reverence." Klaus shook his head again and again, "The Sage is wise, powerful, majestic and mysterious, you must conform to the image of the Sage, this must not be destroyed, otherwise even if the believers dare not speak out, other heretics will slander the Sage of our Night Stalker Sect for not having momentum, which will make the believers breed resentment, and may even cause a divine war with the pagan religion because of this." ”

"Got it, I'll play the role of a good sage." "It's good that I'm wearing a mask, otherwise I'd have to practice watching." ”

"Words and actions are equally important, just like the orthodoxy and rigor with which I spoke when I first met the Sage, which made the Sage think that I was a serious and rigorous writer, and if I were in that drunken mercenary tone, His Majesty would not have the confidence to entrust the church to me, right?" Klaus said.

"That's true, although you were grazing on the side of the road at the time, you spoke very carefully and felt very capable." Hearing this, he nodded, "So you pretended to be that?" ”

"Ahem, of course not." Seeing that the class almost put himself in, Klaus hurriedly said, "It's going to be Hilton soon, Sage, let's practice more!" ”

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