Arad's crooked savior

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, in the early morning, the rose curtains were very bright, and it was obvious that there was a good weather.

"It's a bit crowded because there are so many people~" Celia opened her beautiful big eyes, and then pushed Ye Lin's head to the side with great dissatisfaction, pressing her own hair, and she didn't realize it.

Although the soft and warm bed beneath me is quite large, it is still a bit reluctant to sleep four people at the same time.

And because it's inside a big quilt, it's a little inconvenient to turn over or something, but it's really warm.

Tana also woke up at this time. She stood up with her jade arms and stuffed several pillows behind her waist. Her pretty face was full of laziness, and there were a few strands of green silk hair stuck to the corners of her rosy mouth.

"Just kick him down. If you keep him, he'll get up again in a while." Tana pinched his nose hard with her fingers. When he woke up, don't pretend to be asleep, and pour us a pot of tea to quench our thirst.

He is really promising, he has grown up, and he can serve three juicy cabbages in one night.

Sailimin has always been shallow-skinned and blushing like a cloud. She covered her pretty face with a quilt and didn't even dare to make a big sound.

Ye Lin dressed and freshened up and brought a pot of hot tea. The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten very late, so there were not many people hungry for breakfast, and there were not many people in the living room on the first floor.

The wall clock on the wall pointed to eight o'clock in the morning. It seemed that because I slept late last night, there were many people staying in bed early in the morning.

"Boss, you're up." Mo Mei smiled brightly, wearing fresh and pretty twin ponytails, a black cheongsam embroidered with dark patterns, and a beautiful figure, pretty and upturned.

"Well, it's not too late..." Ye Lin felt ashamed for a moment. There was an imbalance of yin and yang in the family, and he had more than enough. Even if he could grow four cabbages in one night, it would not be enough. (counting Naiyali)

His thoughts were racing last night, and he wondered if he could take everyone to an abandoned ancient world, where time flowed at a different speed and would definitely be sufficient.

However, Xiao Su, Glendis, and Yimi Wu were all there, and suddenly the group disappeared, which was not the host's hospitality.

"It's not too late, but it's not too early either. Let's go quickly." Hiatt was wearing a mature-style lady's coat and a scarf. She had a very royal temperament and looked like a goddess.

Ye Lin immediately clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully to pray: "The goddess of luck is on top. I wish you good luck and everything goes well this year."

"Blind poor man, bring up the gift." After giving him a charming look, Siatt opened the door and walked into Luoxue's front yard. There were red lanterns hanging on both sides of the corridor, and there were also marks left by Wanzi's fireworks in the yard. Some residue.

Yesterday, because of idiot Gan Lin's nonsense, another pure white and clean snow fell on Hutton Mar, which was about as thick as the ankles.

But snow is not annoying.

Yelin obediently brought the generous gifts and closed the door. Today he was going to visit his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, to pay New Year greetings. He had to be considerate in all manners.

The Hetton Marde neighborhood was decorated with lights and colorful lights, and people were beaming with joy as they went out to pay New Year greetings early in the morning. When they happened to meet people they met on the road, they stopped and had a casual chat.

Moreover, this kind of harmonious situation is not unique to the city of Hedunmar. The entire Arad is basically like this today.

Everything seems so normal and beautiful, making it easy to forget about unpleasant things for the time being.

The precautions and vigilance are also reduced during the New Year greetings.

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A week later, in the southern part of the Principality of Belmare, in the western fortress, Remedia Bell Tower.

The Western Fortress refers to its geographical location, which is relatively close to the west side of the Principality in local terms, but looking at the world map, the Western Fortress is still located in the south of Bellemare.

The bell tower, also known as the bell cathedral, belongs to the second level in the organization of the Remedian Order. It is one of the three second-level parishes, together with the golden cathedral of Vetalon and the small church of Cape Dia. The church is equally famous.

The archbishop of the bell tower is named "Koroche". He is a paladin who is nearly sixty years old, has white hair, but has a healthy and ruddy spirit.

He has a pure compassionate heart and is kind and friendly. He has worked hard at the bell tower for many years and enjoys a high reputation among the local people.

A caravan of more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages slowly drove into the city gate, loaded with supplies covered with thick cloth, turned a few corners under the curious eyes of the residents, and drove to a southern corner of the city.

"Okay, we're here. Thank you for your hard work. May God's light protect you and be happy." Bishop Corot got out of the carriage. He was slightly thin and sincerely thanked the coachman and guards. He was not at all like an archbishop. shelf.

Hendrys Grant, the Archbishop of the Golden Cathedral, accepted the nobility title of Lyon and is now the count of the Delos Empire. He is well-dressed and well-fed. He is transported by luxury carriages when traveling, and he is very pompous.

As a second-ranking bishop, Coloche was dressed in an almost white uniform of the religious order. Apart from the holy prayer book and the cross that he carried with him, he had nothing else on his body and was very simple.

The person in charge of the convoy was obviously stunned, and then looked at the bell tower church behind Bishop Coloche. There were many low houses, most of which were one or two stories. The only taller building was the sacred bell tower, which also revealed something on the surface. It is dusty and gray, with an ancient atmosphere that has been in disrepair.

If it weren't for the huge marble time dial on the clock tower that was still turning, he would have thought it was an abandoned old mansion of a declining nobleman or a haunted house.

He was lucky enough to visit the Golden Cathedral once. Good guy, as soon as he entered, he was dazzled. The buildings there were splendid and magnificent, with exquisite glazed tiles, shining colored windows, and an aura of luxury and nobility.

It almost made him wonder if he had walked into the imperial palace!

Comparing each other, the Remedia Bell Tower is simply shabby, like a small shabby house in the countryside~

"Don't be surprised." Bishop Coloche smiled kindly, but did not feel anything wrong or embarrassed. He was calm and composed, "Serving God does not necessarily have to be in a magnificent palace. Even in a humble room, God can Our voices are heard.”

"The bishop is so wise, we are suddenly enlightened." The person in charge of the convoy sighed respectfully, and then waved to the guys to unload the supplies. This long journey of hundreds of miles was completed.

"Your Majesty Bishop, this is..." Another old cleric hurriedly walked towards the bell tower. He looked at the carriage being unloaded in surprise. What should I say? Could it be that the Great Cathedral of Hutton Mar was rioted this year? The rich got rich, so they gave so many things.

Judging from the number of carriages alone, the supplies were at least four times more than usual.

He is the vicar general of the bell tower and is responsible for managing all affairs of the bell tower when he attends the annual meeting of the clergy in Coloche.

"Haha, most of these are the materials provided by the Celia Chamber of Commerce to assist us, and many of them are daily necessities. It is really a big help." Koroche smiled gratefully.

In addition to summarizing the affairs of the past year, the annual meeting of the clergy is also related to the coordination and distribution of many supplies, such as the necessary sacred arm guards for junior clergy, and some exorcism charms provided by the Four Gods Temple. wait.

Because the Bell Tower Church is relatively poor, there is no way to provide anything useful to the Great Cathedral. Every year, Koroche has a shameless face, goes empty-handed, and then brings back two or three carts of supplies.

"If anything happens, we'll talk about it later. Come here to help first." Koroche rolled up his sleeves with a smile and went to help the drivers unload the goods. He was very hands-on and easy-going.

The supplies were piled as high as a hill. The vice-bishop, who was used to being poor, widened his eyes, and his stooped body became much straighter without realizing it.

"Thank God for his brilliance, which has always protected the land and people of Belmare." The person in charge of the team bowed to the god carving in the church, and then took out a money bag from his arms.

"No way! God, it's enough to hear your pious intentions." Bishop Coloche declined quickly and shook his head in opposition. Serving God does not need to be expressed with money, sincere prayer is the best way.

Koroche refused repeatedly, but the person in charge still kept the money bag, which was not rich at all. When he was leaving, the two bishops were extremely grateful and saw him off personally.

"It's really rare. When I was in the Golden Cathedral, people with such a small amount of money didn't even look at me, and just dismissed me with perfunctory words." The person in charge looked back at the simple and crude clock tower, and understood what it was like to live here. Priests are all ascetics who truly believe in God.