"I remember that the 158th year of the Vareira calendar lasted almost an old calendar year."

A tall voice came from the side: "The 159th year of the Varela calendar ended too soon......"

"Boss Gao, let's not talk about the problem of the Vareera calendar, I found a more serious problem."

Chen Fan raised his hand high, and put a sense of disobedience on Gao Yuan's shoulder, with a serious attitude.

"If it goes on like this......"

"Our goddess may have a tendency to talk!"

One: [?] 】

Lofty:???

Just think about it.

Over time, an old calendar day is equal to a Vareira year, and further on, a few minutes or even seconds is equal to a Vareira year.

At the same time, the change of each year of Varela requires the oracle instructions of the goddess.

That......

How talkative this goddess must be to be able to issue oracles one after another!

[This machine thinks that there is something wrong with your brain circuits.] 】

One complained at the VIP spray position that belongs to it.

As for Gao Yuan......

At this time, he was still frowning, thinking about the meaning behind Chen Fan's words.

Goddess, talker?

These two words that can't match for eight lifetimes directly burned Gao Yuan's brain.

"Ahem!"

Chen Fan, who was afraid that the intelligence baby would drill the horns, hurriedly interrupted Gao Yuan's thoughts: "In short, the time of the Varela calendar is getting shorter every year, right?" ”

Seeing Gao Yuan nodding, Chen Fan asked again:

"Why is this happening?"

Gao Yuan came back to his senses from his contemplation and glanced at Chen Fan with a strange gaze.

"What's so strange about that?"

"Because the goddess said that the year will be changed!"

Chen Fan: "......"

Damn, I always feel that Gao Yuan's eyes just now look like he is looking at a fool.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that for now."

Seeing that there was nothing dry in the intelligence baby's mind, Chen Fan hurriedly changed the topic: "Do you remember that Isha just now?" ”

"Why is it necessary to change the Vareira calendar...... Fanfare? ”

"Isn't this a calendar that is only used within the church?"

"Huh?" Gao Yuan was stunned, "Isn't there any content in the library about this?" ”

Without waiting for Chen Fan to ask, Yi took the initiative to clarify:

[No, absolutely not. 】

[Even the specific time of the change of the Varela calendar is not too much recorded.] 】

After confirming it again and again, Chen Fan nodded to Gao Yuan with an affirmative expression: "It's really not." ”

"That's weird......"

Gao Yuan raised his hand and scratched his head: "This matter is not a secret. ”

"Don't talk about the church, you just grab a passerby and know the reason."

In Chen Fan's confused gaze, Gao Yuan said a word that shocked him lightly:

"On the day of the change of the year of the Vareira calendar, the goddess will come down from the kingdom of God."

This short sentence brought tons of shock to Chen Fan.

Before Chen Fan came back to his senses, Gao Yuan's voice continued to sound:

"At that time, the believers of the entire city of Varela will go to the land of the descent to participate in the descent ceremony."

"As the Chosen One, we are to stand before the crowd and follow the archbishop in prayer to the Goddess."

……

Side nave of the Episcopal Church.

"Priest Isa."

A hoarse, mechanical voice came from the front, interrupting Isa's thoughts, "What are you thinking?" ”

Looking at the pair of mechanical prosthetic eyes glowing red under the black hood, Isa's face changed slightly when she had just come back to her senses, and she subconsciously apologized.

"Lord Quinton, hug, sorry......"

"Hmph."

Quinton, who was dressed in the black robe of the priest, snorted coldly, and then stretched out his mechanical hand to straighten out the black robe on his body, making sure that there was not the slightest wrinkle on it: "The archbishop is coming soon, it is better for Priest Isa to be serious." ”

"Be careful of getting caught."

"Not everyone is as talkative as the Chosen One."

Listening to the words that meant something, Isha only felt a little cold sweat oozing from her back.

Sweaty belong yes.

Seeing Quinton turn around, Isha fixed her gaze on the metal doors of the side hall.

Gotta concentrate!

Isha was secretly vigilant in her heart.

The change of years in the Vareira calendar is a big event, and all the clergy except the Pope will be busy with it.

Then again, what does the Pope look like......

In all the time she had been a clergyman, she had not seen the Pope.

I heard that the Pope has always lived in the North Cathedral, so it would be nice to have a chance to visit it......

"Lord Isa."

A familiar voice came from behind him again: "Quinton is a priest with you, you don't need to be so afraid of him. ”

Isha snapped back to her senses.

Her body trembled slightly, and her pretty face under the hood of the black robe was a little distorted:

She's distracted again!!

I just finished talking about concentrating, but I lost my mind in the blink of an eye!

"Lord Isa?"

Seeing Isha stunned in place, the voice behind her sounded again.

Isha turned around slowly, and after recognizing the identity of the other party, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Deacon Carlisle? ”

She raised her head slightly, looking up at the tall, lanky deacon in a white robe.

Isha was silent for a moment, tensed her little face, and showed as calm and calm as possible:

“…… What did you just say? ”

Carlisle smiled dumbly.

Looking at the black-robed priest in front of him, whose height was below the average line, he shook his head with a smile: "Your Excellency, your old problem still hasn't improved at all. ”

Isha couldn't help but fall silent.

The wide black hood obscured Isa's rich facial expressions.

"Lord Isa, don't forget, you're already a priest." Carlisle repeated in a low voice again, "You don't need to be so scared of Quinton. ”

"Remember what I taught you before?"

Isha was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly under Carlisle's gaze, moving up and down with her wide black hood.

“…… Deacon Carlisle, you're right. ”

"yes, that's it." Carlisle nodded in satisfaction, "Echo a little so that others won't notice that you're distracted." ”

“…… Deacon Carlisle, you're right. ”

Carlisle: "......"

Just as Carlisle was about to say something more, a steady and powerful footstep came from outside the open side hall door.

"The archbishop is here."

Carlisle lowered her voice and reminded Isha, "Your Excellency! Priest Isha!! ”

“……”

The sound of footsteps outside the door approached, and under Carlisle's anxious gaze, Isha slowly turned around and set her eyes on the side hall door like the other Chosen One.

Just as Carlisle breathed a sigh of relief, a vague voice came from under the black hood in front of him.

“…… Deacon Carlisle, you're right. ”

As soon as the words fell.

A figure in a crimson robe appeared at the gate of the side hall.

Dozens of purple-robed bishops followed closely behind the crimson figure.