Bulwark of Light

Chapter 750 Gospel
[Chasik, an iron-cutting town on the border of Beizhou, is rich in knives. 】

[Before the queen came to the throne, this small town was tortured by the flames of war. Apart from this small town, countless people were trampled in this war. 】

"Get out of the way!"

The roar sounded in the ears.

Even more violent than this sound was the roar of shells, and a thick figure blocked all sight before the wall collapsed.

Something hit me.

That's a big guy.

The whistling sound can be heard tens of meters away.

Immediately afterwards -

"boom."

Fireworks and heat waves shattered the wall, and the man with outstretched arms was engulfed in countless flames.

The boundless flames tore apart the night and stirred up countless storms.

Swallow the girl.

"call!"

The dream was shattered, and a thin figure suddenly sat up.

The coarse linen shirt the girl put on was wet with sweat.

There was silence everywhere, only the wind and snow whistling outside the window, no shells and no flames of war, this place was no longer Chashik, she escaped from that nightmarish town, but no matter how she escaped, she couldn’t escape the storm that swept across Beizhou. war.

"Xiaoqiu... are you awake?"

The movement of the girl sitting up suddenly woke up the lady who was sleeping lightly next to her.

"Auntie..."

The girl murmured: "I'm dreaming again..."

Aunt Ai also sat up and gently embraced the little girl's head in her arms. Her voice was gentle like the warm sun: "Xiaoqiu, the war is coming to an end. The army that crusade against the Red Emperor has already reached the central city. It's about to win."

The girl's eyes are ignorant.

Feeling the warm embrace in her arms, she looked out of the window, the cold wind was howling, and a faint light shone from the thick clouds in the sky, but before dawn, the whole land was still shrouded in darkness.

"Lin is about to win."

This sentence has been circulated on the border of Beizhou for many years.

The war lasted six years.

Since the first year, the people of Beizhou have heard this "good news"... It's just that the Red Emperor's army retreated steadily in the inland of Beizhou, but held on to the fortress, and the Lin family had the upper hand but fought very hard.

"Auntie..."

The girl's vision was a little blurred, and she said softly, "I saw my dad...is he still in Chasik..."

The two embraced.

But can not sleep.

After a long time, Aunt Ai hummed lightly.

"Lin's three major legions have already besieged the inland, and the war is in its final stage... Chasik has been 'liberated'."

She gently patted the girl on the back, her movements were slow and gentle, "We're going back soon, aren't we?"

The girl asked nervously: "Then when we go back... can we still see him?"

"I can't tell."

Aunt Ai smiled and said, "Remember, your father said that after liberation, he will be a 'traveler', so he may not be in Chashik anymore...Okay, at dawn we will be on our way, from deep There is still half a month of journey to go south, you should take a good rest."

The girl lay down obediently.

Aunt Ai kept patting her on the back and humming a soft song until she fell asleep again.

She turned over and got up, covered the girl with a thin quilt, then straightened her clothes, and carefully pushed open the wooden door.

Their resting place is located outside an old church that has been in disrepair.

Not far away from Xuemu, there are crows hovering one after another. The night is coming to an end. They hide in the deepest part of the darkness, watching the "Gospel" church with the Holy Cross on the top.

The war between the Lin family and the Red Emperor lasted for six years.

In the past six years, only a very small number of places in Beizhou’s interior have been safe... One of them is the "Holy Church" that upholds the teachings of light. .

Being able to live in the church is considered a great fortune.

"Your Excellency Virgil."

Aunt Ai put on a black cloak and found the kind missionary who was reading a book in the attic, Virgil, this is a Middle-earth, and the identity of a Middle-earth is the second protection token in this war.

According to Virgil, he was born in an aristocratic family in the upper city of Central Continent. After listening to the Gospel of Light by chance, he decided to join the church, and finally went to North Continent to preach... Unfortunately, it didn’t take long for him to catch up with the war. He could have chosen Leaving, returning to Guangming City or Shangcheng are all good choices, but in the end he chose to stay and witness the historical changes of this continent with his own eyes.

The flickering candlelight reflected a solemn and ascetic face.

Virgil closed the scroll and slowly raised his head.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you." Aunt Ai said sincerely: "Thank you for taking care of me and Xiaoqiu these days. I don't have anything valuable on me... I want to use 'this' as a reward, I hope Don't be disgusted."

She took out something from the cloak.

A string of gold necklaces, of average quality, rich people would not wear them.

Virgil just glanced at it, then looked back, he pushed the necklace out, and asked gently: "You guys are leaving now? Why is it so sudden?"

"It was a little sudden."

Auntie smiled.

She shared her joy with this gentlemanly and kind priest, "I heard that General Rustybone defeated the 'Red Emperor''s southern defense and completely liberated the southern border...so I want to take Xiaoqiu back to Chasik to have a look .”

"Chasik?"

Virgil remembered this small town. The knives produced in this small town were all high-quality goods, which were hard to find. Because of this, the town was plundered at the place where the Red Emperor fought. After the legion under his command cleaned up Chasik's reserves, before the arrival of the Lin's Crusade Army, they carried out a brutal massacre.

"When the war is over and prices return to normal, this gold necklace should be able to pawn a lot of money."

Aunt Ai pushed the necklace back again, and she said seriously: "I know, with your noble character, you must regard money as dung, but this is a wish after all... Please accept it."

Virgil pushed his glasses, he did not re-roll the necklace, he did not agree or refuse, but asked with a smile: "You have been here for two months, I only know... So Xiaoqiu is Chasik people."

"Being born there is not something to brag about."

Auntie's expression was a little dazed, and she forced a smile: "At the beginning of the war, we had a bumpy road. It has been six years since we wandered here and there, and now we have finally ushered in the liberation of the southern line... If you have a chance, you are welcome Come visit Chashik later.”

"May the light be with you."

Virgil nodded, and said softly: "It's a long journey from me to Chashik. Although the southern line is liberated, it is inevitable that we will encounter the 'Fortress Army', and the winter will soon...You choose Would you be too anxious to go south at this time?"

Aunt Ai was slightly taken aback.

"I think, since the war is about to end, you might as well wait a little longer... When the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, maybe your journey back will be much smoother."

Virgil asked, "What do you think?"

Aunt Ai hesitated to speak.

"Of course, this is just my suggestion."

Virgil took out a map from the drawer, spread it out, moved his fingers slowly, and said thoughtfully: "Just tonight, a mission will arrive, and they are all pastors who spread the gospel doctrine , I heard... they also went all the way south. If you are in a hurry to set off, they might be willing to take you along, at least they can take you to Deepscale City, and when you get there, you can choose to turn to the waterway and leave on your own."

"Tonight?"

Auntie hesitated.

"I don't remember clearly, maybe they will arrive earlier, maybe in the evening, maybe at noon." Virgil looked outside and asked with a smile: "Are you going to leave now?"

"Thank you, Your Excellency," Aunt Ai said softly, "Then Xiaoqiu and I will wait."

"I will accept this necklace. I will pass it on to the pastor of the Evangelical Church..." Virgil stood up and said with a sincere look in his eyes: "In the war years, there is no benefit at all. Who wants to be a good person?"

Aunt Ai smiled, put one hand on the chest of the cloak, and saluted slowly: "May the light be with you."

"May the light be with you."

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The attic was quiet again, Virgil took out the communicator and looked out the window.

The solemnity and solemnity on his face has now turned into a haze.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The black crows living in the snow-wood signify darkness and ominousness, but they seem to feel the gaze of a darker and more ominous gaze... they flap their wings and leave amidst the howling wind.

"The goods are about to leave, hurry up and arrange manpower."

"Why so suddenly?" The other side of the communicator said hoarsely: "Isn't it expected that there will be a long time?"

"Who knew they would leave early...There are always idiots who think that the war is over, will the war really end?" Virgil said blankly: "I have heard this sentence for six years, don't talk nonsense, take the Enough manpower."

"Two women, and a child... What kind of manpower do you need?"

Laughter came from the communicator: "Virgil, it's not easy to come all the way here. If you can't, please help us. For this transaction, we will give you an extra 10% commission."

"..."

Virgil was silent for a moment, and then said: "I am a missionary of the Illuminati Church, and I came to Beizhou to spread the Gospel... unless you add money."

The laughter on the communicator got louder.

After a burst of laughter.

"We won't add a penny." A cold voice sounded: "We will rush over before noon, and you should find a way to delay it."

Hearing this voice, the greed in Virgil's eyes dissipated a lot.

He hummed.

"These days, the garrison known as the 'Lin's Fourth Army' is patrolling nearby. You must know that things that are not planned must have more than expected benefits." The owner of the cold voice asked in a deep voice: "We don't want to waste time, you know what I mean?"

"I understand, of course I understand."

Virgil laughed softly, "That woman is very good-looking, and besides... I know that she carries a 'valuable' jade talisman with her, which should be something you will be interested in."

"Oh?" The owner of the cold voice said lightly, "Are you sure?"

"I have cooperated so many times, and I have never lost my eyes." Virgil said seriously: "Mr. Zuo, you have to believe in the 'eyes' bestowed on me by the God of Light."

"Ah……"

Mr. Zuo asked quietly: "If I remember correctly, you said earlier that besides that woman, there is another girl who can sell for a big price?"

"call……"

Virgil was taken aback.

Thinking back to that immature, flower-like face, he couldn't help but become short of breath.

One hand holds a communicator.

The other hand crumpled the paper of the scriptures of light.

"Yes."

The candle was flickering, bathed in the light, the thin man in the holy robe said softly and slowly: "Trust me, Mr. Zuo. This girl is worthy of your visit."

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Just as Auntie tiptoed, pushed open the wooden door, and was about to rest for a while.

She saw an astonishing scene in the house——

"Chichichi..."

The sound of burning like steam hovered over the roof.

The girl curled up on the bed, and the surface of her fair skin was surrounded by clusters of black mist... The black mist was like a devil, and it actually condensed into a human form. Her immature and pitiful face was full of pain at the moment , as if trapped in a nightmare.

Fog visible to the naked eye swirled over the bed.

In this bright church.

It seems that some "disaster" is spreading... The sound of crows screaming and taking off can be heard in the distance.

This is not the first time.

These six years.

The two traveled to and from many places, not only because of "escaping war", but also "avoiding disaster".

Xiaoqiu is a lucky and unlucky child at the same time.

She has the beauty, kindness, and other beautiful talents bestowed by God...

But unfortunately.

She carries the true sense of "disaster" and "curse".

Where she comes, there will be misfortune.

Fortunately, this church seems to be really sheltered by blessings. It has lived in it for two months, and it is safe and sound.

But disaster finally came——

"Xiaoqiu!"

Seeing the black mist, Auntie subconsciously called out. She realized that Lord Virgil might hear this, so she quickly stopped the sound and quickly locked the wooden door.

She brought a basin of hot water, soaked the towel, and dried it.

Then he took out the jade talisman from his bosom...

Holding the talisman in her left hand and the towel in her right hand, Aunt Ai sat in front of the bed.

Mu Wanqiu's petite body was cold and frightening.

Aunt Ai took a deep breath, squeezed the towel, and stretched her palm into the shadow of the black mist.

With this jade talisman.

The group of black mist was dispersed in a small area.

She just wiped Xiao Qiu's sweat over and over again, and repeated it until dawn, and the mist wrapped around Xiao Qiu's body... gradually dissipated.

Aunt Ai's eyes were full of distress.

But apart from these small things, I am an "ordinary person" and can't do much more.

Originally, she was still hesitating whether to wait a little longer.

For the past two months, Mu Wanqiu's condition has been very good.

So she thought, maybe the ominous disease disappeared.

Or take this opportunity to go south and return home?

But looking at it now, the disease was not cured, it just disappeared for a short time...

His Excellency Virgil's previous proposal is not unreasonable.

Aunt Ai looked at the girl who was in pain, tired and fell asleep, she really couldn't bear it, and seeing Mu Wanqiu suffer this kind of torture, a helpless thought appeared in her mind.

"Living in this church, Xiaoqiu's 'disease' has not occurred for two whole months."

"Perhaps... Sir Virgil, who spread the gospel, and the group of pastors, is there any way to relieve Xiaoqiu's 'sickness'?"

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(PS: Mu Wanqiu is a flesh-and-blood character, I don’t want to subdue the [Apostle] into a cutscene that ends hastily. So this [Apostle] dream, Panda spent a lot of thought to conceive, this is an independent story with a complete framework. It is also what Panda has always wanted to try, and it is not the same as the mainstream. Some readers may not want to watch content that has nothing to do with the main line, so I will finish writing in one go tonight to ensure a smooth reading experience.)
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