Chapter 001 Midnight Visitor (1)
"Give birth! Give birth! Give birth! Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are a prince!"
"Send him away!"
"Send him away? Your Majesty! You must not, this is your heir!"
"I said, send him away! I don't want to see him!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
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"Nock, what are you looking at?"
"Father, I'm looking at the glory of the Lord."
“Oh, is there the glory of the Lord in the stars?”
"Wherever the stars shine, that's where the glory of the Lord shines! Father."
"Nock, you are a spiritual child. Come to church to pray in the morning from now on. The Lord will be happy to see such a pious child like you."
"Thank you, Father. It's been my pleasure."
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In the year 1516 of the Holy Calendar, England was the capital of the Lionheart Kingdom.
"clang--!"
"clang--!"
"..."
The clock struck twelve times at midnight, and the noisy city suddenly fell silent.
Midnight in England is eerily silent.
The city shrouded in thick fog looks like a sleeping giant, opening its huge mouth to bite people, waiting for the arrival of prey.
"Tap, tap."
The sound of rapid footsteps sounded rhythmically on the sleeping street.
Sometimes urgently, sometimes slowly, as if he is avoiding something.
A petite figure shrouded in a black cloak ran hurriedly under the dim street lights, and from time to time looked back at the empty space behind him, as if something was chasing him behind him.
How audacious!
At this time, not even the British police dared to patrol the night.
Unexpectedly, there are still people who dare to linger on the street.
Not to mention the recent horrifying murderer "Jack the Ripper".
The threat from dark creatures after midnight alone is enough to make all humans afraid of going out at night.
Although there are various sects and professional offices in the town, intelligent dark creatures will not easily break into human gathering places.
However, some dark creatures with low intelligence or driven by instinct will still enter human towns and hunt humans.
Of course, not all dark creatures are so reckless and dare to attack human towns. But they will also hide their presence, sneak into human habitats, and hunt humans to satisfy their own needs in a covert manner.
Therefore, even in cities, no one will go out after midnight.
Unless there is something shady to do.
Otherwise, even the king's banquet would be dispersed before midnight, so as not to delay the nobles' return home.
The man in black robe in front of me actually dared to wander on the street after the midnight bell rang.
Either he is extremely courageous or he is forced to do so.
We can only pray that this cloaked man, who is not sure whether he is a lady or a gentleman, will not be so unlucky and be targeted by something bad.
Backfired.
Just when the man in black robe turned the intersection and turned into a tree-lined path without street lights.
The sound of "plop-plop" sounded, like the sound of some bird flapping its wings.
The cloaked man seemed to be frightened and ran wildly on the dim tree-lined road.
In the darkness, a pair of red eyes greedily locked onto the running figure. After letting out a strange cry, it flapped its wings and chased after the cloaked man.
"squeak--!"
It's like a rat screaming.
But the cloaked man knew that the thing chasing him was definitely not a rat!
Because mice can't fly! Not even able to eat people!
"thump!"
The cloaked man fell down and lay on the ground. The hood on his head fell off, revealing a head of messy silver hair.
It was sudden, yet inevitable.
There are no streetlights here, and the ground is bumpy from its once bustling glory.
After losing its former glory, the city management office was too lazy to repair the road here, even though it was a street in the capital.
In the dark, running on such road conditions, how could you not fall!
The creature chasing the cloaked man suddenly lit up when he saw the cloaked man falling.
He flapped his wings fiercely, stretched out his claws, and grabbed the cloaked man who fell on the ground.
The danger was approaching, but the cloaked man made no move.
I don’t know if he fainted from the fall or just accepted his fate.
However, this does not hinder the excitement of the pursuers.
It seems to smell the delicious blood of the first son of mankind, and it can't wait to taste its own spoils right away!
Its claws were about to touch the cloaked man's shoulders.
Suddenly, a murmur that gave it a splitting headache came into its ears.
"Lord Almighty,
May everyone hallow your name.
May your kingdom come,
May your will be done on earth,
It's like walking in heaven.
Your followers pray for your protection,
Drive out evil! "
A bright white light shot out from the silver-haired cloaked man, illuminating the entire street.
"twitter--!"
The creature illuminated by the white light screamed miserably, hit the invisible wall with a bang, and then bounced to the ground. Its whole body seemed to be burned by flames, and bursts of black smoke rose up.
"Chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-!"
The monster on the ground screamed and rolled in pain.
The man in the silver-haired cloak got up from the ground at some point, holding a silver cross with dazzling white light in his hands, and slowly turned around.
“The Lord said that the filthiness of the world is not stained by the prosperity of the world.
I say, the world is filthy, and I should restore its innocence.
The evil spirits polluting the world.
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Holy Spirit, in the name of God,
Wash away the filth from your body,
Grant you salvation!
Amen! "
The silver-haired cloaked man waved the cross in his hand, and a ray of light flew out from the cross, turned into a sharp arrow, and penetrated into the forehead of the dark creature that was constantly struggling and screaming.
The screams stopped abruptly.
A thick black smoke rose, and the dark creatures on the ground turned into a pile of ashes, leaving a foul smell.
"Free spirit of the wind, please wipe out the filth in the world."
"Hoo-ho-!"
A breeze blew by, blowing away the stench on the street, but strangely it did not move the ashes on the ground.
"I didn't expect that in one night's work, I only attracted one night owl. What a failure."
"Are all the dark creatures in England so timid now? They won't eat any meat that comes to their mouths. If this continues, the funds this month will be very tight."
If the cloaked man's words were known to the dark creatures in other areas of England, they would definitely not be able to help but gather together and spit on his face.
It's been three months, and who in the dark world of England doesn't know that there is a guy who likes to hunt dark creatures near St. James Park on the tree-lined road.
In three months, after losing dozens of dark creatures who did not believe in evil, except for newcomers who knew nothing, there were no dark creatures who dared to hunt here.
I don't want my life!
For dark creatures, the boulevard of St. James Park is a thousand times more dangerous than Baker Street, where murders have been frequent recently!
Go hunting on Baker Street, where police patrols are all over the streets. After being discovered, you will be wanted by various professions at most, and then lead to a crusade by professionals.
But if you go to the boulevard of St. James' Park, there will be no scum left.
To put it nicely, it’s called Satan’s invitation; to put it worse, it’s called the grace of the Holy Lord! (Speech from the perspective of dark creatures)
The silver-haired cloaked man knelt down and took out an inconspicuous cloth bag. He picked up the ashes left by the night owls on the ground with his hands without any disdain, and collected them into the bag.
After collecting the ashes, the silver-haired cloaked man put on the hood of his cloak again, turned around and continued walking along the path until he reached the end of the road.
"Huh? The door is actually open? Are these brats disobedient and running out again?"
"Damn it, don't let anything happen!"
The cloaked man kicked his feet fiercely, and rushed towards the building with the open door not far away at an astonishing speed like an arrow.
But after approaching the building, the cloaked man gradually slowed down and looked at the carriage parked in the yard with confusion.
The carriage is very gorgeous, and it looks like a high-end product that only nobles can afford.
But there is no family emblem on the carriage, which is very unusual.
For nobles, they would like to sew their own clan emblem on their underwear to show their prominent background.
There was no family emblem on the carriage of a nobleman, obviously he didn't want people to know that he had been here.
At this time, the cloaked man's heart was lifted again.
Nobles are no easier to deal with than dark creatures!
"Crunch——"
The cloaked man pushed open the half-open door.
"who!"
"Don't move, raise your hands!"
In the darkness, several figures suddenly rushed out and surrounded the cloaked man. The long sword in his hand had been drawn out and pointed at the cloaked man.
The cloaked man calmly pulled down his hood, untied his cloak, and let the black cotton cloak slide to the ground.
She has silver waist-length hair, a delicate mixed-race face, and unwavering eyes.
The black dress was stained with night dew because the cloak fell off.
A silver cross hangs from a necklace on her chest.
A Bible with a dark cover was folded in his left hand.
A tight cloth bag hung on the left waist.
The right hand is inserted into the right pocket, close to the body.
He turned out to be a priest!
"It turns out that our youngest priest in England is back. What are you doing? Why don't you put your sword away quickly? Our noble priest is frightened."
The leader obviously recognized the identity of the priest's master and came out of the darkness, but there was no intention to hide the ridicule in his words.
He wandered up to the young priest, raised his hand and held the priest's shoulder, stared down at the other man's golden eyes, and said to himself:
"Dear Mr. Priest, you are back. Madam has been here for a long time and has been waiting for you to come back. You are not qualified as a master."
The priest looked at the provocative gaze of the other party without fear and spoke nonchalantly.
"She likes to wait, so just wait. If she doesn't like it, go back early. She's getting older, so I won't be responsible for anything that happens."
"you!"
The leader of the guards was very angry, but he knew the importance of the priest in front of him in his master's mind. Although he intended to make things difficult for him, he only dared to take advantage of him verbally. He did not dare to do anything to him.
After all, owners don’t like dogs that take matters into their own hands.
Although he couldn't stand the kid in front of him, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and waved away the surrounding guards.
"Kid, don't be too proud. Sooner or later, you will fall into my hands!"
After saying that, he returned to his post and stopped talking to this irritating young priest.
Nok Lane, male, sixteen years old, unmarried. (This is the point)
As everyone knows in England, he is one of the toughest priests in the world.
Not only because he was young, but only sixteen years old, his position as a priest was questioned by people from all walks of life.
Also because he is the only Holy Church priest still in England.
The only priest of the Holy Church who dares to ignore Queen Elizabeth's orders and is still safe and alive. (Note 1)
He is the priest of the only Holy Church church in England.
He is also the only priest of the Holy Church who dares to preach publicly on the territory of the Deistic Church.
Since the Queen implemented the new religious reform ten years ago and strongly supported the Deism.
Within ten years, one church after another of the Holy Church fell.
Those priests and clergy were either persecuted to death or expelled.
England has almost become the home of Protestant Deism.
Only the Church of Our Lady at the end of the avenue was renovated and became the only Holy Church church in England.
No matter how difficult it was for the members of the Deistic Church, the priest named John never wavered.
Still holding on to the three-acre land of Our Lady's Monastery.
Even after the Queen and the Deism teamed up to drive away the last believers and force them to change their beliefs.
Priests who have no income can only put down their reserve and use their magical skills to treat people in exchange for food and funds to maintain the life of the monastery.
For this reason, the young priest finally collapsed from exhaustion a year ago and returned to the embrace of the Lord.
He died at the age of thirty-seven.
It was Nock Lane, who was only fifteen years old, who took over Father John's final commission and took over as priest of Our Lady's Abbey Church, becoming the youngest priest in the history of the church.
none of them.
[(Note 1: The world in the book is a world in which time is distorted due to the damage of the "Tapestry of Destiny". There will be a phenomenon in the Renaissance where monarchs with the same name are in the same frame across hundreds of years. However, please remember that these are not historical figures. This is just a coincidence of a fictional character with the same name. The character’s experiences are purely plot fiction.)]
