What Lockran handed to Jiang Chenchuan was an exquisite invitation letter, inviting him to attend a secret gathering of Dawn Church.
This kind of gathering is held in private, and only a small number of believers can participate. This invitation letter is equivalent to the recognition given by the church to Ivel.
The church believes in the goddess of dawn, Elona. According to legend, Elona loves the world and the people living in this world. Her appearance represents the disappearance of darkness and the arrival of light. What she gives to people is A new hope and faith.
The church believes that people who are born and walk in darkness will eventually receive the favor of gods.
Pastors of Dawn Church generally wear white pastoral robes, a white cross on their chest, and a "Book of Dawn" in their hands.
Not only that, the church also has its own armed force called the Knights of the Dawn. Because they wear silver-white armor, they are also called by the world...
White Knight.
What is unimaginable is that Yvel von Heinrich is actually a loyal fan of Alona.
In order to attend the gathering of Dawn Church, I put in a lot of effort and finally got this invitation letter by looking familiar.
The power of the Beir Church in England is unevenly distributed and its composition is quite complex. It is recognized by the Queen and the Central Church and is called the "Church of the Righteous God". It can have its own armed forces, such as the Dawn Knights of the Dawn Church. Or the Blood Hunting Squadron of the Church of the Dead, etc.
Jiang Chenchuan also learned from many inquiries before that there are currently only four recognized "Zhengshen Churches" in Yinglan Beier.
They are the Church of the Dead, which believes in the God of Death, the Church of the Dawn, which believes in the Goddess of Dawn, the Church of the Mother Goddess, which believes in the God of Desert and Wisdom, and the Church of Peace, which believes in the three gods of war, peace and profit.
The rest cannot compare with these four "righteous churches" in terms of size or number of believers.
If it were Ivel himself, he would probably jump up in surprise when he received this letter, but now, the user of this body is Jiang Chenchuan, an unbelieving foreigner.
"Thanks."
Jiang Chenchuan thanked him calmly and continued to lean back on the bench.
"Evel, this is not like you."
Locklan tilted his head and looked at him.
Maybe it's because the weather is just right today, or maybe the plump and delicious white pigeons in front of him have flown back again. The bakery next door always smells of milk, which makes people feel happy. Jiang Chenchuan wants to say a few words:
"Then what should I do? Should I jump up and run around the square twice, shouting 'Long live the dawn', or should I excitedly take you to King Street for a good meal."
"The meaning of life is Alona."
"Wow, that's so disgusting. Who said this?"
"you said."
Jiang Chenchuan felt a twinge of pain when he heard this.
"No, no, no, Lochran, the meaning of life is to be able to take ketchup to the dock and order French fries."
"That's really beautiful."
The sun penetrated the clouds, and colorful rays of light fell on the bench. After a few seconds of silence, the two looked at each other and smiled.
The streets of Polnia always seem so crowded during the day. This false excitement seems to give people an illusion of prosperity, making it difficult to move anywhere.
So sometimes, Jiang Chenchuan likes to walk in those uninhabited alleys. Although the gloomy atmosphere is always permeated with danger and terror, it is precisely this irregular habit that makes him treat Polnia a little differently. Ordinary people’s understanding.
Lockran disagreed with his idea and said that those crooked ways could not help them, and they had to go a long way to buy any ingredients.
Jiang Chenchuan never refutes Lochlen. He respects other people's ideas and implements them, which is also his tolerance for the world.
Therefore, an hour passed, and he and Lochran were still crowded on the way home. Fortunately, although it was difficult, they were still moving slowly, and Lochran's huge body could open up new paths in the crowd.
Finally getting some breathing space, they stood on the side of the street, waiting for the arrival of the steam tram. The skeleton cane was propped up on the ground. Jiang Chenchuan lowered his head and straightened his wrinkled clothes. The sound of chains clanking from the pockets of his coat reminded him of , Leonid’s pocket watch seemed to have saved his life.
Taking this opportunity, Jiang Chenchuan took it out again and rubbed the fine metal textures on it with his fingers. When he felt it carefully, he seemed to be able to detect an invisible force flowing under the cover, like a rushing river, carrying resistance. and unruly meaning.
"Sorry sir, please forgive my rudeness, but can you let me see your pocket watch?"
A voice suddenly sounded beside him. When he turned around, he saw an old face, but it looked very energetic. It could be said that even the wrinkles were just right. He was wearing old clothes and took care of them clearly.
Jiang Chenchuan filtered it through his mind. He had no impression of this face, so he didn't reply immediately.
"Sir, your pocket watch is broken, but not completely broken. Perhaps, I can help you."
Seeing that Jiang Chenchuan did not respond, the old man continued. He raised his hand and pointed to a place. It was the entrance to a street corner. If you didn't pay attention, it would be difficult to find it.
On the blue-grey wall at the entrance, there is a sign that is trembling and about to fall, with two simple words written on it - watch repair.
"Watchmaker?"
Lockran came up and said.
The profession of watch repairman is very popular in Bornia. Most of them are attached to watch shops, which can receive more business. It is rare to see such independent watch repairers. It is no wonder that the shop is opened in a small alley. .
"Can you fix it?"
Jiang Chenchuan suddenly became interested.
"sure."
The old man promised emphatically.
Away from the lively crowd, he took Jiang Chenchuan and Luo Kelun into the inconspicuous watch repair shop. The shop was filled with all kinds of large and small clocks, but strangely, the time displayed on it was no the same.
After the old man entered the store, he sat down behind his workbench and fiddled with the sophisticated instruments in front of him. After a while, he raised his head and stretched out his hand to Jiang Chenchuan:
"Give me."
Jiang Chenchuan hesitated for a moment, then handed over the pocket watch.
"Master, it won't be expensive to repair a watch, right?"
Locklan, who was diligent and thrifty, immediately stepped forward and asked, showing a hint of worry, fearing that Jiang Chenchuan would be ripped off as soon as he had some savings.
"Something interesting."
The old man put on his eyes and carefully observed the pocket watch in his hand. While looking at it, he murmured to himself, seemingly unable to hear Lockran's question.
"Can you tell anything?"
Jiang Chenchuan took a step forward and asked.
Click——
The old man opened his pocket watch, which was completely different from Jiang Chenchuan's. Nothing happened. He just opened an ordinary pocket watch.
"master……"
Locklan wanted to say something more, but Jiang Chenchuan raised his hand to stop him. He turned to look at the old man, and an indescribable strangeness hit him.
