"My body hurts me!"

Seeing that the chosen Abu had gone away with the priest with the title of enemy shield, Mel, who had stayed in place, shook his head regretfully, and the followers around him also looked at him with disgust, and after following away, Mel saw the man standing not far away.

He walked over with an interested look on his face and asked, "What's your name, and do you have any followers?" ”

"My name is Laskir, I'm from Pharlon, and I follow God."

He replied casually that he had come over to ask the two priests privately about the Scarlet Nun, but there were always people around him, and in order to avoid someone who wanted to get to the bottom of it, he finally gave up.

"Oh, we're all devout believers in God, I mean, do you have an example in the way of believing in God?" Mel squeezed his small eyes and asked, "For example, some elite monks who aspire to become gods. ”

Hearing this, he looked at Mel's bloated figure, shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm not interested." ”

Mel, who was originally smiling, stiffened his face and asked coldly, "Are you not interested in becoming a follower of the Divine Favorite, or do you think that I can't become a Divine Favorite?" ”

"You don't have to ask him, because he wants to be a god himself." Lem came over with his followers at this time, looked at Mel with a smile and said, "Your persuasion is obviously ineffective. ”

"Him?" Mel showed a hint of ridicule on his indifferent face when he heard this, and asked Xiang Tuse, "What are your specialties?" ”

"I have long legs."

He replied and turned away, he no longer explained that he was not interested in the gods, these monks were like asking the Magic Mirror all day long who was the queen of the most beautiful people, he was not the Magic Mirror, he was annoyed.

"Are you sarcastic about my short legs?" Mel's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at the back of the god and said, "Do you have all the challenges of becoming a god, your unique skills, your supporters, your great talent, and your knowledge of the occult?" ”

"Hey! Answer me! Seeing that he had walked twenty meters away, Mel yelled, and seeing that he did not stop, Mel immediately rushed over, he wanted to teach this arrogant monk a lesson who did not know how to respect the candidates of the gods.

"Oh, Mel is the strongest in terms of combat power." Lem said to his followers, and none of the monks present stopped him, and in the words of the theological teacher, it was also a kind of exercise.

Feeling the sound of approaching footsteps behind him, he turned to look, and saw Mel pounced like a bear, he stretched out a hand expressionlessly, and then stopped Mel with a crazy expression.

"Bang~" like a muffled sound on the cowhide spread all around, and I saw that the jumping Mel was slapped and flew up, and then was pressed to the ground, and Mel, who landed on his back, immediately posed as a surrender of his limbs, and then his hands and feet slowly collapsed.

"Monk, you have committed the original sin of wrath." Masturbating looked at Mel with a pained expression and said, "If you have such energy, you might as well use it on heretics." ”

"Ahem." Mel, whose expression was distorted, was speechless.

"Brother Mel!" The followers who had already walked away rushed over when they saw Mel being knocked down, and then swarmed at the man who was slowly getting up.

"Ping Pong Bang Dong ~"

Expressionlessly, he threw his fists and legs, knocking one monk after another to the ground, and only then did he turn around and head to the church until Mel's followers were wiped out.

"Looks like Farron has a great guy besides being rotten." Lem, who was watching, touched his chin and said to his followers, "Let's go, let's go on patrol." ”

The monks who had fallen to the ground and were tumbling saw that Lem was leaving, and tried to reach out for help, but they were ignored.

At lunchtime, the news that Brother Mel, who was known as the strongest on the periphery, was quietly spread, but it was quickly overpowered by a big news.

"Have you heard? The armed priest sent by the central church to guard the periphery caught last night's heresy. A monk spoke up.

"That's right, Lem and his followers were on the scene at the time, supposedly captured alive." The other monk replied.

"It's not a top powerhouse, but that heresy is also powerful, it is said that he actually dug a hole in the ground..."

While the monks were chatting with their acquaintances about the subject, Lem and Mel sat down beside Martin with their food, and as he watched him eat meticulously, Lem spoke up:

"You know what? The heretics caught by the armed priest were not those who conjured tricks, he had demonic powers in him. ”

"You are talking nonsense, ordinary heretics can kill so many monks?" Martin glanced at Lem, "What's the matter with you?" ”

The corners of Lem's mouth, who was choked by Martin, couldn't help twitching, but he also knew that he was the one who offended people when he opened his mouth, so he suppressed his dissatisfaction and said, "You should know about the fight between Brother Laskill and Brother Mel, this is a clear determination, we can't keep a competitor, we should let him enjoy the honor and bear the obligation at the same time." ”

"I'm okay with that." Martin nodded, "Then you go and tell him." ”

"Huh?" Lem was puzzled when he heard this, "I'm going?" ”

"The guy hit Sister Angela on the head with a hoe, and I'm afraid I'll be able to beat him up in the past." Martin said as he looked at the languishing Mel, "And then he beat him like Mel." ”

"Vomit~" Mel on the side retched when he heard this, and he felt his intestines recall the pain again.

"Okay, I'll go." Lyme nodded helplessly when he heard this, "What do you say I'm looking for you for?" ”

As he was finishing the last bite of bread, he suddenly noticed a person sitting next to him, and he turned around to see Lem looking at him with a smile.

"Something?" Ask.

"That's right." Lem said with a smile, "Since you want to be a candidate for God's favor, then we can't cheat you, after all, we are all believers in God, at least we have to compete fairly." ”

"Well, I'll listen, you go on." He nodded.

"To become a god, you must enter the central church to learn more complete knowledge and receive special training, and you need to test the entrance to the central church, you also know, in addition to knowledge and martial arts, you also need to make a certain contribution to the monastery."

Lem smiled and said, "Everything we're doing right now, like patrolling, spreading charisms, fighting heresies, and the like, all of these things are helpful in getting into the central church." ”

"What do you need me to do?" Ask.

"It's not that we need you to do anything, it's that the monastery needs your dedication." Lem shook his head slightly and said, "Be spontaneous and positive, of course, we will guide you in these things, for example, in the past few days of patrols, Abu is gone, you can take his shift." ”

"Yes, no problem." Hearing this, he nodded, "When is my patrol day?" ”

"Abu is behind me, tomorrow." Lime Road.

"I see, thanks." Teaser nodded, isn't it just to brush up on prestige.

"You're welcome, I don't want you to end up with a test ranking because you didn't contribute." Lem smiled and nodded, then turned back to Martin and them.

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