Probably because I stood here for a long time, a priest came over and asked calmly: "Sir, what can I do for you?"
I came to my senses and said with a little embarrassment: "Sorry, I don't come to church very often. This place is so shocking."
The priest smiled and said: "The stories of prophets leading mankind out of the dark ages always make people excited. The heroes who emerged in the dark ages also make people yearn for it. The stories presented in the church are just some representatives - this is mainly It’s still limited by the fact that the church has too few windows.”
The priest spoke quite honestly.
However, if you think about it carefully, these priests in other worlds are not only clergy. In all likelihood, local militiamen are also trained by them. Priests must also know the basic fighting skills developed by the Holy See. Purely scientific clergy generally do not. Appearing in remote churches, most of them are protected by the Holy See.
It is more of a war institution than a religion.
The priest smiled and said: "Since this is your first time here, you can go over there and see the guide. If you have any other questions, you can come to me."
After speaking, he pointed to the sign at the door, which had the floor plan of the church hanging on it.
After thanking him, the priest slowly left. I walked to the guide sign and saw that the plan structure of the church seemed to be pretty much the same as what I said.
I thought about it and decided to test the tone first.
After all, I don’t have any name to ask about these things now, not to mention judging from the current situation in the church, none of the priests have any nervous expressions on their faces. It’s hard to imagine that the church has noticed something is wrong.
So first I went into the confessional.
The confessional is not a place for confession. The Holy Father here is mainly engaged in psychological therapy and some civil disputes. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call this a different world version of "Little X Helps".
To my surprise, there was no one in front of or inside the confessional door.
So when I opened the door, the priest behind the desk was even taking a nap, which meant that he had been idle here for quite some time.
He looked a little surprised at my arrival.
"Hello - sorry, no one has been here for a long time."
He lightly swept the table in front of him, then took out the paper, stretched out his hand with a smile and said: "Please sit down, do you have any difficulties or disputes that need to be resolved?"
I pondered for a moment, and then decided to use Ward's example.
"I have a friend...I mean I really have a friend. He has been in the smuggling business recently, which is very dangerous, but I don't know how to persuade him to stop. Holy Father, what should I do?"
The priest was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to be so direct, or maybe he was lost in thought. In short, he paused for a moment and then pondered: "Did he threaten other people's lives?"
I shook my head and said: "No, in some sense, he even saved many people, but is the matter of smuggling morally..."
The Holy Father smiled and asked: "Did he destroy other people's happiness?"
"Well... in a sense, he mainly went to make money, and the method was unfair. Although it did alleviate the urgent need, but such behavior of taking advantage of others-"
"Everyone has the right and way to pursue happiness. Different ways will lead to different experiences. However, no matter what setbacks you encounter, as long as you face them, you will be able to overcome them." The Holy Father said gently, "The danger now is It is only temporary and there is no danger that cannot be overcome. As long as the difficulties are overcome, happiness will surely be waiting not far away."
Are you an automatic answering machine?
Obviously, this completely ignores what I said.
It’s like a spamming robot that will reply to messages when keywords are triggered.
I thought for a while and then asked cautiously: "I'm encountering some crises in my life now..."
"Danger will always exist in life, and these ups and downs will eventually pass..."
“I hit a rough patch.”
"Ups and downs are not uncommon, and life is full of dissatisfactions, but as long as..."
"Bumpy."
"Ups and downs are part of life..."
"Danger."
"Danger……"
I shook my head and continued: "Thank you, Holy Father, I am much better now."
It's not because the solution is useful, it's mainly because I'm full of Chicken Soup for the Soul.
He stopped narrating and looked at me with a smile, not at all annoyed by my playful behavior just now.
I walked straight out of the confessional, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the Holy Father watching me walk out the door with a smile on his face.
A little bit scary.
What I can confirm is that what I am facing is indeed correct, but some other strange things have been stuffed into these, which look like... thought stamps or something?
I rubbed my chin, thinking about the Thought Seal in my mind, and then realized that even the Thought Seal cast by Nolan Lusi himself would hardly have such an excellent effect, not to mention that the range and objects of influence are unusual.
Thinking of this, I stopped a passing priest and asked, "I seem to be in danger now."
"Danger will always exist, and it is difficult to face danger in life..."
"No, I mean, I want to see the bishop here. The bishop can solve my troubles."
I skillfully used the few keywords I just tried out in the conversation, which obviously played a very big role.
The priest only hesitated for a moment and then said to me: "Please come, the bishop is at work."
After saying that, he led me into the depths of the church.
Walking out of the hall, you can see a relatively spacious inner courtyard in front of you. There are many children practicing martial arts. These are the future guards and guard reserves.
They looked at me with some curiosity, as if they didn't understand how such a stranger could enter a place that was considered private for a church.
I planned to stop and ask them some questions, but the priest made no intention of stopping and waiting for me, so I had no choice but to continue walking inward with him.
Not long after, he stopped in front of a building with a colonnade, and told me that the bishop had his office inside.
I hesitated for a moment, feeling a hint of disharmony, but even if I tried my senses, I couldn't find anything wrong.
The priest looked at me with a smile and did not urge me. However, this invisibly created a silent pressure.
I quietly worked my magic, ready to deal with the worst case scenario.
Then, I pushed open the door.
Behind the door, there is darkness.
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