York raised his eyebrows, looking at the nun who didn't seem to know where he had met, and subconsciously recalled Erin's help along the way.

"Well, that's good, she's done a lot along the way." York smiled mildly.

"Strong and brave, exactly the deacon nun I need in Pluto Church."

With that, he walked towards Xavier, who had stopped waiting, leaving behind Mother Tracy, who was proud and happy for Irene......

York, not seeing Mother Tracy's expression, said to Xavier, who was waiting.

"Let's keep walking."

"Yes, Father."

Xavier glanced over there, nodded, and continued to lead the way.

……………

The affairs of the Monastery of Santa Cata are naturally a big deal for those who know.

Even if there is no such thing as a nun committing suicide, simply because the sealing circle of the Hell Gate has been loosened and the demonic power has been leaked, it is enough to make people at the bishop level pay attention.

So Bishop Rover Shang cares, it's a normal thing.

The main thing is that he also just wanted to mention it, to report on the situation in the monastery of Santa Kata.

Following Brother Xavier, Yorker came to an ornate corridor and shifted several well-decorated two gates, eventually stopping in front of a larger, more lavish one.

Xavier paused, leaned over slightly, and stretched out his hand respectfully to guide him.

"Father York, Bishop Rovchamp is waiting for you inside."

"Hmm."

York answered, and pushed open the door in front of him.

As the door opened, everything inside was revealed to York.

It is a hall altar inside a church.

The starry light on the high dome adds a sacred and solemn atmosphere to the entire space. Sunlight pours through the stained-glass windows, tinting the row of stools and all the decorated artwork, as well as the paintings and murals that surround it.

Seeing this scene, all Yorkes could think of was that it was really gorgeous, many times more gorgeous than his kennel, and this magnificent mural could amaze some artists.

Can it only be said that it is really a Lutheran church in the center of a province run by the archbishop?

Yorks looked at the old man who was sitting in front of the silver-gray altar, praying with his eyes closed, and walked slowly.

"Bishop Rovshan."

The gray-haired old man with only a hint of black hair slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young priest who was sitting on a stool on the left.

"Yorks, it's over?"

Taking this opportunity, York, who was about to complete his daily task, stared at the statue of Jesus above and nodded.

"Well, the Monastery of Santa Cata no longer exists."

This sentence, coupled with the fact that the word no longer exists is somewhat ambiguous, Bishop Rovshan was stunned and subconsciously said.

"What do you mean?"

Remembering the huge mushroom cloud, Yorks grinned.

"Literally, Bishop Rovshan."

Hearing this, Bishop Rover Shang stared at York, who seemed to be a little embarrassed, and he suddenly thought that this young priest was the most troublesome problem priest in the church.

Bishop Rovshan's expression became hesitant.

"Tell me, York, did you do anything else?"

"Nope." Yorks said righteously and sincerely.

"Bishop Rofshan, I'm on track to complete my mission."

Bishop Rovchamp was not convinced at all.

"So?"

York began to clench his fists, closed his eyes and prayed to complete his daily task.

"So I destroyed the monastery of Santa Cata completely, leaving no trace, because it was no longer holy, and there was no need to leave it."

This sentence was so clear that Bishop Rovshan's face stiffened in place, and his cloudy eyes widened slightly, becoming clear.

"You're ......!"

Bishop Rovchan looked at the young priest who was praying with his eyes closed, and wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a wry smile,

"I knew that if this guy wanted a helicopter, he would definitely do something, but I didn't expect that the missiles on the helicopter had already been unloaded, and I still couldn't prevent you!"

"Ahem!"

York, who was still praying with his eyes closed, couldn't help but cough dryly.

"Bishop Rovshan, you are the person in charge here, please help me talk to His Majesty, in fact, I really didn't do anything."

Hearing this, Bishop Rovshan had a little headache, covered his forehead, and did not answer the question, but just said to himself,

"No, I'll have to send someone to the Santa Cata Monastery to see what the hell is going on with you."

As he spoke, Bishop Rover couldn't help but stare at York, who seemed to have nothing to do with him, and got up and left the hall.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Yorks opened his eyes, glanced sideways behind him, and looked at the back of the hurried departure, and the old man seemed to be a little worried.

"Alas, the gates of hell can be destroyed, you can't be happy......"

York shook his head, not paying much attention, and continued to pray.

"Lord,"

"I have something to tell you......"

"I used the blood you left behind to experience a new world, and everything became small in the eyes of the eyes at that time......"

"I use this power to bless your believers, destroy the gates of hell, destroy the unclean......"

"If you can hear me, I hope you can give me another chance to do this in the future......"

“……”

As he spoke, York unconsciously said many things, and when he finished speaking, a prompt sounded in his ears that the mission had been completed.

[Prayer: Church Prayer (Completed)]

[Reward: Points +0.5 Released]

"Amen!"

After finishing his remarks, Yorks indifferently added the 0.5 attribute points he had just obtained to his spirit, and made up the value completely.

[Success]

[Spirit 129.5 liters to 130]

"It's comfortable."

Yorkes looked up at the eternal image of Jesus, and couldn't help but stretch out comfortably.

This business trip, although it has experienced a long journey, has also gained a lot.

Not to mention the 40-point task reward, just experiencing another level of feeling is already worth returning the ticket.

"After all, there aren't many such opportunities." Yorks muttered to himself and slowly left the ornate altar of the hall......

Meanwhile.

Because of Bishop Rodchamp's order, the entire Lutheran Cathedral felt quite like a chicken and a dog, led by Brother Isaus, a team of knights was riding in the HH60W helicopter that had just returned from the backyard to re-enter the Santa Cata Monastery to investigate.

Appearing in front of the window, Bishop Rovshan said with a toothache as he watched the helicopter that gradually moved away and disappeared into a small ant.

"This kid is as much of a headache as ever."

As he spoke, the old man recalled what York had done before and the previous conversation, his face twitched slightly, and his heart was already a little uneasy......

Big brothers and sisters, little brother I wilted again, alas.

(End of chapter)