"I don't know where the monster came from. Could it be the monster in the forest? I really should let the church's mage dispel the magic on her face and let these perverts see her true face. !" an elderly nun cursed. Her face was very ugly, obviously expressing her deep dissatisfaction with so many people on the street focusing on Onian. But she didn't dare to say this in front of Onian. She only dared to raise her voice when someone walked into the tailor shop. Her words were deliberately spoken for the ears of these lecherous men, but what she didn't know was that even if it wasn't for Onian, no one would even take a glance at her, an old nun with gray hair and chicken skin and an out-of-shape figure.
"Come on, come on, tell us, which mage of the Holy World Religion have you poisoned so that they can be driven by you?" A middle-aged man leaning against the wall, who was either a bandit or a down-and-out mercenary, was leaning against the wall. He joked with a grin.
As soon as he said these words, everyone around him burst out laughing. Even the noble women who overheard these words couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
This humorous and slovenly man satirized all the filth and evil in the hierarchical church in one sentence.
Generally speaking, missionaries and deacons in the church do not interfere with each other. The leader of the missionary staff is the bishop, the next level is the regional bishop, then the priest, and the lowest status is the nun who assists the priest and the missionary responsible for preaching.
The leader of the deacons is the Archdeacon, and this position is in charge of all combatants within the church. These people are composed of palace guards and mages. Palace guards are actually composed of martial arts professions, and mages are magicians in a general sense.
The deacons and bishops only take orders from the pope of the church. There is no superiority or inferiority between them, and no one can order the other.
So what the man said just now was, on the one hand, a dig at the nun's humble status in the church. How could a nun possibly mobilize the mage of the church? And his so-called "poison", apart from the literal meaning of flesh and blood, is more of a mockery of those greedy preachers in the church. People always hear that a certain bishop of the Holy World Church was having sex with a noble lady in the confessional of the church. Those who didn’t know thought that the lady confessed so "heartbreakingly", or that a certain priest had sex with a noble lady. The young nuns under his command were flirting with each other, and missionaries from the Holy World Church could even be seen in some cheap brothels.
Someone once asked these missionaries what they were doing in that kind of place, and they all answered in unison: "To give sermons to women who have fallen apart."
Missionaries of the church are not allowed to get married, so they have to be immersed in depression most of the time. However, the desire in human bones is indelible, but it seems that the founders of any religion have never thought about this issue.
Over the past few hundred years, the reputation of the Holy World Church has deteriorated day by day. Therefore, in the past few decades, many new churches have begun to emerge on the northern continent, and today they have formed a rivalry.
Among them, the most popular ones are the Shinto Sect, which branched off from the Holy World Church, and the Universal Sect, which aims to help poor people.
Even in a remote town like Bellamar, the three churches did not give up their fight for this place. Each of them sent a certain number of priests, nuns and missionaries here in order to be the first to gain the trust of the people here.
The elderly nun was obviously very angry, and her chest was heaving like chaff.
"You are a sinner who talks nonsense and blasphemes the church. The Almighty Holy Lord will definitely punish you. He will definitely punish you..." The nun screamed hysterically and began to have the temperament of a shrew.
"Come on, if your gods have the time to punish me, why not first think about how to deal with those unforgivable clergy in the church, so that the Holy World Religion can look a little more holy." The down-and-out middle-aged man Disdainfully.
His words touched the hearts of the New Christian and Universalist missionaries in the crowd.
"That's right. People from the Holy World Religion actually have the nerve to come here to preach? Is it possible that you want to collect money from the people here to raise money for your sinful bishops and priests?" At this time? A Protestant missionary came out and said with contempt.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The clergy of our Holy World Religion are the most devout, and they serve the almighty Holy World Lord wholeheartedly. They will never do the dirty and dirty things you say. You should not slander others here." Hearing the shouts of the nun just now, a priest from the Holy World Church hurried over. As soon as he arrived, he heard that the New Christian missionaries were slandering his own church. Naturally, the priest couldn't bear it and immediately walked to the crowd. Come into sight. What's more, the nuns under his command were humiliated in public, so it was even more impossible for him to sit idly by.
"Our Holy World Church has been famous for hundreds of years and has never had any of the bad-behaving people you mentioned. On the contrary, after you, the New Christian Church, separated from our church, you began to make unfounded accusations against us. The earth has appeared. Is it possible that by pouring dirty water on our Holy World Religion, the Xindu Religion will become more sacred? Or is the teaching of the Xindu Religion just teaching you how to slander your predecessor? What kind of arrogant inferiority can force you to be so unlucky? Face up to your own history?" After all, this priest of the Holy World Sect has two brushes. He speaks very fast and clearly. He came up with a barrage of fire and knocked the New Christian missionary into silence.
There were several companions behind this New Christian missionary. The words he was supposed to use to ridicule the nun were choked in his throat, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Now he could only start writing, thinking about how to retaliate against the priest.
But the priest of the Holy World Church did not give them this opportunity, and directly closed the case: "You must know that everyone believes in the same Holy World Lord, and it is meaningless to criticize based on rumors. The Lord will not criticize you because of your groundless slander. I teach you that instead of blessing you, I will shower you with blessings because of your narrow-mindedness."
His seemingly magnanimous words not only highlighted the status of the Holy World Sect, but also washed away all his own dirt. Incidentally, he also satirized the Xindu Sect, implying that the reason why this church was able to establish a religion was It's just a blessing from the Holy Lord. This is a bit like a legitimate son's tolerance and compassion for an illegitimate son. Especially under his "advice", this "illegitimate son" becomes even more vicious and despicable. In fact, in private, members of the Holy World Church have always regarded the Xindu Sect as a heresy, but now they cannot say so in front of everyone and can only use metaphors.
The Xindu Church is composed of missionaries at the lowest level. After being labeled as "spreading rumors and slandering", they didn't know how to respond for a while. They also thought that their church was being insinuated as a side branch, which made them even more angry. He blushed and froze without speaking. If they fled in panic at this moment, they would have confirmed the other party's statement. If they refuted it with examples and used sentences such as "I heard what Bishop so-and-so did", it would look more like "spreading dirty water" at this time. So this group of people was caught in a dilemma.
At this time, the nun of the Holy World Church finally became proud and proud, and her face turned to look at the group of New Christian missionaries with a calm expression, as if the person who was so rude just now was not her, but perhaps her own priest. The words made her feel proud, and also made her understand that being generous in front of everyone was beneficial to the church's publicity.
Of course, the people in the small town who were watching wouldn't say much. Even the middle-aged man who satirized the nuns of the Holy World Sect before did not say anything to help the Xindu Church, because he actually had no intention of participating in the war of words between the two religions. The same was actually true for the common people. After all, Bella Most of the people here are people without faith.
However, everyone actually knows in their hearts what kind of virtues the bishops and priests in the Holy World Religion have, and how a "eloquent" priest can clean them up.
"I have personally seen the priests of your church run away..." A young man wearing a coarse linen robe couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to jump out and prove that the people in the Holy World Church were so dirty, but he couldn't say anything. When he spoke, he was stopped by the elder beside him. The elder covered his mouth tightly, letting the young man's words disappear amid the melodious music of the piano.
What kind of piano is it? It is a melodious lute. There are slender fingers playing with the strings, and a deep voice whispers:
Ah, beautiful life, who wants to put shackles on you?
Are these the wise people in front of me?
Ah, wise people, you have to be careful about the rain that is about to fall from the clouds at any time.
It’s the torrential rain, the rain that destroyed our home
It’s a storm that drowns everything
But we have to keep smiling while facing the strong wind.
Face the self that hugs you tightly with a smile
Even if he has rain on his face, sweat on his face or tears on his face
We should hold him tightly
Because no matter when, where or whatever you are
He is more reliable than anything else unless you betray him first
Otherwise he will never betray you
Ah, wise people, remember to keep your eyes open.
Remember not to betray yourself
. . .
Yuan was a bard who had been silent all this time. He put down the beer glass in his hand, looked at the interesting people, felt inspired, and played the lute at his waist.
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Alvin, who was trying on clothes in the tailor shop, also saw the scene where the circle of people were arguing just now on the second floor. So he asked the grey-bearded shopkeeper what was going on. The shopkeeper glanced out the window and knew what was going on. The one wearing a navy blue robe was naturally a priest from the Holy World Sect, and the one wearing a light golden slanted robe on a white background was naturally a missionary from the Shinto Sect, so he and Alvin explained these two in detail. Religious origins.
"It's not the same as ours, but things like religion, hey, aren't they all the same thing." Alvin couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. At this time, he had already put on the clothes he had just chosen, a dark brown burqa and an inner lining with a green background and apricot red patterns, which gave him a rather rustic look. He looked like someone who came from the countryside. A handsome young man, and quite wealthy. Mainly because he was in a hurry to get it, but he couldn't wait for the store to make it tailor-made, so he could only take what was available in the store and wear it casually. He planned to wait until he arrived in a bigger city in a few days and then find a store to change his clothes.
At this time, Onian was still changing the selected clothes inside, with the shopkeeper's daughter accompanying her. Alvin went to the sofa comfortably and was prepared to wait for a long time.
"Young man, I just wanted to ask, where are you from?" the shopkeeper said and glanced at Alvin. He naturally noticed the tattered robe that Alvin changed into and saw the clues. This style is rarely seen here.
"Coming from the south." Alvin said bluntly.
"Where in the south?" The shopkeeper was a little curious, "The Yafei Empire?"
Alvin nodded.
"Why are your clothes in such tatters?"
"I encountered a monster in the mountains." Alvin replied.
"No wonder." The shopkeeper nodded, then looked at Alvin in astonishment, "How did you two cross that big mountain range and get here? Could it be that... you were fighting those monsters all the way in the mountains? Did you come from a competition?"
Alvin smiled bitterly and said, "So be it."
