Lomea returned to the lecture hall, walked into the officiant's bedroom, took off the beads from his waist, and placed them on the table.
After looking at the body on the bed, he pulled out the straw chair and sat at the table next to the window.
Firewood is burning in the fireplace, and the wooden frame is painted with imitation marble patterns. An oil painting in an oval frame is hung high on the wall. The background of the painting is plain, depicting a heaven with doors that seem to have not yet been opened.
It was bright enough, so Lomea put out the lamp.
"Could it be that I'm too neurotic and too suspicious?" Romea said to himself, "Before Lucius died, there were so many apprentices studying mysticism in the town. It's impossible that he was targeted... If we talk about inducing spirituality, Qasim and Roman have already induced spirituality, and Idelai’s spiritual potential far exceeds theirs, so how could Chen Yi be targeted.”
When it comes to doubts, Luomea thought about it carefully, and found that there were no other doubts except Chen Yi's statement about being pulled into the ancient holy capital. And the northern land that fell into the pale shower is so vast, who knows where the hidden soul comes from?
"Even if it is... it has something to do with Christopher and has no direct connection with him." Lomea dismissed her concerns step by step, "And Christopher is not necessarily related. He comes from the Holy Land."
Christopher, if nothing else, would have been burned at the stake.
Luomea calmed down, and although she was still a little uneasy, she also made plans to go to Chen Yi's house from time to time to peek and observe.
Thump thump thump thump thump...
A series of tremblings in the song beads brought Luomea back from her calmness.
Lomea picked up the chanting beads and identified the changes in the scriptures on each bead.
"Any letter? From the Holy Land?"
Lomea was a little confused, perhaps because he was lying down to read the reply.
Opening the closet, Lomea sat in it.
Then, the pupils slowly turned up, the whites of the eyes were exposed, and dark and smooth tentacles gushed out from the facial features.
Her spiritual body, a slug-like dark creature, slowly emerged.
Lomea squirmed on the floor, slowly dragged to the edge of the bed, stretched her soft and slippery body, climbed up the limbs of the sacrifice, and penetrated into the facial features.
After a moment of adaptation, the officiant slowly stood up.
Picking up the beads again, the officiant turned out the "Lecture Notes on Peace", deciphered and sorted the scriptures on the beads one by one, and stopped on page 72.
"Messenger from Sacred Space,"
The officiant recited a string of incantations in Yawen language,
"Children driven by the inspiration of our King,
Although his body is small, his faith is firm, he has nothing to scruple, and he has nothing to hide.
To fulfill your duties in this place known only to you and me, I summon you, messenger fairies of the Brador Forest. "
As the mantras were recited, the scriptures on page 72 began to distort. The page turned dim yellow, and then disappeared line by line as if it had been erased.
After the paper went blank, little bits of light jumped onto the paper. The officiant knew that it was the content of the letter written by the messenger fairies word for word and without any deviation.
With less than half of the letter written, the officiant read the contents of the letter. It was a letter from the Qinghong Lecture School.
“My dear Priest Isa, an equally devout believer in our King of Kings,
I must tell you something very important.
Christopher ascended to heaven. "
Seeing this, her heart felt like it was hit by a hammer, and her face was full of shock.
When the officiant looked at the trembling handwriting, he knew that he was not the only one who was shocked.
"Forgive me for not being able to describe what happened in detail. I am just writing this letter in a hurry. In addition to you, there are other priests and our great chief priest.
All I can tell you, Christopher, was that he was burned at the stake. I originally thought that he would be martyred in the fire and complete the realization ceremony of sealing the holy relics... Although the holy relics were successfully sealed, Christopher... he seemed to be canonized. "
As mentioned before, the officiant had already expected Christopher's ascension to heaven. Even so, she was still in great shock.
Canonization...Only angels can canonize saints. Which saint was canonized by an angel?
The officiant continued to read,
"I must inform the temple and our great chief priest about this matter as soon as possible. I can only describe it in a cursory way.
Christopher forgave everyone and went to the stake. Then, while he was being burned by the flames, he softly sang a hymn, and the true believers present also rose to sing.
Then, a person who could be felt but couldn't be seen appeared. He...no, He, (forgive my blasphemy) He seemed to hold the authority of the true religion. He was so sacred and majestic that even I, the third one, couldn't help but Tremble.
He said He has forgiven us and this is His covenant.
I dare not make a wild guess. He might just be an...angel, an angel who still adheres to the true religion, but...
Do the angels of stupid people possess such great power?
So...creeping, terrifying, and even...
Shake your faith! "
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The Knights, also known as the Knights Brotherhood, if you want to join this kind of armed order, in addition to the rigorous assessment, members must first swear three lifelong vows, namely: absolute wealth, absolute beauty, and absolute will, that is, to isolate themselves from money and isolate themselves. Marriage, and absolute obedience and obedience to orders and gods.
The Sword-bearing Order of Saints was also classified as an armed order.
Its members are all nuns selected from various places. They were initially active as a corps of doctors accompanying the army. However, as the movement to regain the Holy Land intensified, the Order of the Sword Bearers gradually grew and inevitably developed into an armed force. In keeping with tradition and belief, the order is still composed of women, including grooms and attendants, all of whom were recruited from rural areas.
So far, there are fifty knights, three hundred sergeants, and hundreds of servants in the monastery. The headquarters is located in the Shaluo Barony in the Kingdom of Outer Ashur. Excluding the Shaluo Territory, the neighboring Two baronies are also under their jurisdiction.
Even as a vassal of the Poor Knights, the independent autonomy of the Sword-bearing Order of Saints is still well protected. The Order has the right to unconditionally refuse to implement the general orders or requests of the Poor Knights.
Unless it is the black scarf destiny book sealed with griffon blood by the leader of the Knights.
The bleak morning gradually became brighter, the morning mist filled the air, and flocks of jackdaws flew high, passing over the ring decoration of the castle. The sun shines on the rows of silver armors in the school grounds. The nuns and knights kneel in the church, saying morning prayers and listening to the ringing of the bells.
The president, Janet, who was nearly forty years old, took advantage of morning prayers to clutch the black scarf of orders sent by the gryphon sent by the leader, and found the other four knight captains. All matters in the order were handled by They discuss.
They gathered in the conference hall and sat down at the long table.
"Mommy, what happened?" The speaker was Eudocia. She had a beautiful face and light brown hair. She was twenty-seven years old. She was the youngest among them and the most knowledgeable.
"Sisters who are loyal to the Lord, I have no intention of interrupting your morning prayers," said the president, Janet, laying out the black scarf of destiny. "Eudosiya, look at this, the black scarf of destiny."
The letter decorated with a black silk scarf fell in front of the girls, and the knight captains took a breath one by one.
"What's wrong? Mammy. Is the Pope going to prepare for the movement to regain the Holy Land again?" a gray-haired female knight asked seriously.
"No, it's not." President Janet tore open the silk scarf and took out the letter stamped with gryphon blood. "Silver Cana, someone in our lost holy land has been canonized."
Suddenly, the entire conference hall was in great shock. In the incredible silence, they could hear each other's arms trembling and their breathing gradually becoming rapid.
