Chapter 11: The Spring Festival

It was just the beginning of spring, and it was quite cold, but as soon as I entered the house, a warm breeze of air blew in and enveloped Arthur. The door closed again. But what was in front of him left Arthur unconcerned with this.

Arthur now suspected that he had gone to a heretical house of worship but a brothel. The room was lavishly furnished, with a bonfire blazing in the corner, and a few large circular sofas in the middle sat a few men and women. At a table on the side, several people were playing cards. There are men and women, old and young, beautiful and ugly, but they are all well-dressed and dressed as serious people. There were some waiters next to him, all dressed in light veils, barely playing any role in concealment, but they were not shy to laugh with the guests. But the guests were also very polite to them.

Gila whispered to Arthur next to him, "What should we do?"

Arthur said, "Of course, it's to break into them, and I finally understand why Abel said to around!"

Bang La sniffled disdainfully, feeling nothing in front of him, but a little hungry. A woman comes up to entertain them warmly, but it is not the posture of the old bustard to entertain the guests, but the fans who meet her own in the bar.

"I'm the pastor of Freeheart Church, you can call me Monroe. It's all our parishioners, we're organizing a meeting, if you're interested, you can join us!" the woman said, leading them to the couch.

As soon as I sat down, several girls brought me wine, a strange drink with a pink color. Monroe warmly invited them to taste it, saying that it was the best wine here, and the way the wine delivery girl looked at the wine proved it, it was simply a look of intoxication.

Arthur tasted it slightly, and realized that it was all mixed with drugs, but not poison, but drugs that confuse the mind and stimulate desire. He winked at Gila and Honla, saying that it was best not to drink, while he himself picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp, his system has a unique resistance to drugs. Seeing this, Honla also drank it in one gulp, his strength had reached the level of a vindictive spirit, and his control over his body could make him unaffected by most drugs. Gila hesitated and drank the wine in her hand.

The woman named Monroe was relieved to see the three of them drinking, and became more enthusiastic about them. Then there were some people coming, men and women, regular customers, and newcomers. Monroe seemed to be about the same, clapping his hands, and more wine was sent out, but not for Arthur and them, but for everyone here.

The regular customers all took out the long-awaited gesture and waited for the arrival of the wine girl, and they couldn't wait to drink it when they came. These wines, which had no effect on the three of Arthur, had an extremely obvious effect on these ordinary people, who were extremely fragile both mentally and physically. The gentlemen began to pitch their tents, the ladies' faces turned red, and all of them had a glint of enchantment in their eyes.

Monroe stood up and said loudly: "This is the capital of freedom, and we are the eyes of freedom." We are born, we can freely let go of all the shackles of morality in the world, do what we want, do whatever we want is our purpose, do whatever we want is what we believe, come on!

In the midst of a passionate speech. Monroe took the lead in taking off her clothes one by one. Showing off your sexy body. The others also became excited by his movements. Maybe the drugs have already worked. They just kept being patient. But now there is no need to be patient. They need to vent.

With the first gasp sounded in the room. The atmosphere here has completely changed. Clothes were littered haphazardly. Everywhere there are naked people looking for a mate. Boom muttered "like entering a butcher's shop". Arthur looked at it with an amused expression. This kind of scene is rare. It's just that his mind is no longer affected by these things. Kira cast a calming spell on herself. Then he looked at it all with blue eyes like ice.

In this ocean of desire. The three of them calmly seem to be an island. The sea is constantly flooding up. After all, the physiognomy and body of the three of them are all extremely good choices here. But under the fierce gaze of Gola with the same eyes as ice and Boom. They all subsided.

That was Pastor Monroe. Doesn't mind their indifference. It's not like she's never seen this kind of person. It's all hypocrisy. Soon they were like everyone else here. Monroe gets rid of an entangled old man. Like a snake, it wrapped itself around Arthur. Attached to his ear, he said, "How does it feel." Our party was great!"

Arthur wasn't as repulsive as Gila and Boom. Hold Monroe in your arms. Hands roamed casually over her **** body. Gila looked at him. Arthur innocently raised his hands. Said he didn't do anything. So the pastor Monroe slammed to the ground. Glared at Arthur fiercely. I went in search of other prey.

Arthur felt it clearly. Spread all over the place. It's not just desire. And magic. It was a wave of magic emanating from a statue on the wall of the room. Not ordinarily magical. It's a demonic taste. Glance at Kira. I probably understand the essence of this church. It's the same as the Earth Demon Sword I've seen before. It's all a demonic product.

In the influence of this magic, both men and women will have sex that cannot be stopped as if they were eating. Demons draw power from their intense desires. This indulgence is clear to the body

But demons probably don't think about the longevity of humans.

Ignoring the strange postures of the people in the room, each of them was deeply intoxicated with the pleasure of that desire. Arthur stepped out the door and took a deep breath of the crisp air outside. Honla complained loudly, "It's like going to a butcher's shop!"

Gila sighed with her hand over her forehead and said, "These people are really crazy to enjoy themselves in this way of overdrawing their lives. But it's also their freedom, isn't it?"

Arthur smiled and said, "Freedom, I just see a bunch of prisoners of desire." Let's think about how to destroy this church! They didn't break any laws, and the power of demons wasn't a great deal in Merica. ”

Gila asked, "So what do we do now?"

"Wait!" Arthur affirmed. "Demons are greedy guys, and I guess they won't be like this all the time. There must be something bigger about it!"

"Wait, I don't have much time!" said Gila curiously.

"At the time of the Spring Festival, they will definitely make a move, and at that time everyone will wear masks, and the order will be the most chaotic, and there is nothing more convenient than at that time. Arthur said, "Now we need to go get something to eat and rest." ”

Bomba immediately applauded: "I'm going to have a big meal, and I'm going to have a few drinks!"

Gila had no choice but to agree, and in the next few days, the three of them lived a very leisurely life, and Arthur often competed with Bombardi. Now Arthur's skills are more different than before, and Quincy's fighting skills are gradually becoming in his blood. If Hona doesn't use his fighting spirit and is not Arthur's opponent at all, he can't help but humbly ask for advice.

And Arthur, who is a good teacher, often takes the words from "The Art of War", from a strategic point of view, the sky and the sea are stunned for a moment, and then secretly proud. It's just that Arthur didn't expect how much of a consequence this pretending would be.

Gila nervously waited for that day to come, worried that something would happen, and looking forward to something big to get a merit.

When everyone on the street began to put on their masks and change into costumes, the day when Gila waited for finally arrived.

The Spring Festival is a large-scale festival held by people to welcome the arrival of spring for the gods of art. On this day, people put on masks, dress up and pour into the streets. Another saying for the god of art is the god of love and beauty. If lovers can find each other and unmask each other in the crowded streets, they can love each other forever, which is people's best wishes for this day, and it carries people's attachment to love and beauty.

But what kind of love can be untainted by desire?

According to Able's intelligence, all members of the Church of the Eye of Liberty meet today in a tall tower. After all, there are no secrets in this kind of organization. But today there are dozens of large gatherings organized in the city. There are all kinds of strange things. The Eyes of Freedom organization is nothing at all.

When he came to the place of the party, Arthur couldn't help but sigh, it was really fate! It turned out that the tower was the male ** official tower that Arthur saw when he first came. Wearing a mask, follow the flow of people into the tower. It's just that the scale of this party is still far beyond Arthur's imagination, originally he wanted to see the grand scene of hundreds of people fighting. And there are nearly a thousand people in this tower.

At the center of the tower is an altar with an idol of a god that reaches to the sky. The idol has closed eyes and is a very beautiful goddess. It is the true body of the legendary Lord of Desire.

The tower's roundabout staircase was full of people, making Arthur a little worried about whether the tower would collapse suddenly, but as long as he didn't have sex at the same frequency, he was probably fine.

The woman named Monroe spoke suddenly, and she stood on the altar with a deafening voice without any magic: "Catholics, I am Monroe, and this is the Hall of Desire, the Tower of Freedom. Let's begin this sacred ritual!"

At this moment, two men stood under the gates of the City of Art, both dressed in shabby and neat wanderer's robes. One of them took off his hood and said, "Teacher, is this the capital of art? What a beautiful city gate!" Under the deep hood was a young and sunny face.

And the person he called a teacher was still reluctant to take off his hood, as if he was afraid of being contaminated with the dust of the world. An indifferent voice came from the darkness in the hood, "Alex, what is covenant twenty-seven?"

Alex immediately bowed down and replied, "God says: vanity is sin, and you should not be intoxicated with vain beauty and lose your beautiful heart." ”

The teacher nodded with satisfaction, and he regarded this child who was from a poor background like himself, but who was simple and hardworking, as if he were his own. And this child has never let him down.

"Let us go in and judge God's enemies and save the lost lambs. After the teacher finished speaking, he walked towards the city, and the apprentices around him hurriedly put on their hoods and followed, and he was full of admiration for the teacher.

Among the people dressed in colorful clothes, their gray robes stand out as distinctive. Amid the laughter of the crowd, their silence seemed lonely. But they ignored the astonished gazes around them and walked in one direction, where the demonic aura grew stronger and stronger.

Everyone is the protagonist of their own life