Arad's crooked savior

A small iron pot with a small diameter was hung on a simple tripod made of wood, with a steadily burning flame simmering underneath.

The burning flame does not produce a choking smoky smell. It is not only smoke-free, but also has a light fruity wood fragrance. A piece the size of a baby's fist can burn for a long time.

Because the fuel of fire, charcoal, is Wuxuan!

As Ye Lin slowly collects some of the life force that remains in Wuxuan's branches, the parts that have had their power taken away will also turn into seemingly dull wood.

Although this is a material of astonishing value, it has magical effects of calming the mind and calming the soul, but there is a lot of it, and it doesn't hurt to burn two pieces for Obes to make a small hot pot.

Carefully cutting a few slices of rice cake and putting them in, Obeis couldn't help but glance at Ye Lin who was meditating again, but with a hint of sweetness when he thought about how hungry he was this morning.

He seemed to have a treasure chest with him, including the best beef from the Snowy Land, seafood specialties from Tianjie Ocean, tequila wine from Vanes, dried fruit snacks from Xuzu, etc., all of which were laid out for her.

If the range of activities were not restricted by the barriers surrounded by Wuxuan and the magic circle, it would be like enjoying the richness of the entire Arad in a high-end restaurant.

Taking a sip of cool and sweet orange juice, Obes sat on the edge of the bed and swayed his legs. The blush on his pure and clean face was still there, and his eyebrows were crooked and he smiled shyly.

The top-secret private space surrounded by the mysterious sacred tree will always be the most precious and beautiful memory.

It seems that he still needs a little time before the perfect ending, and he still has free time to enjoy more. Now, he will no longer feel boring.

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Great Cathedral of Remedia, Council Hall.

The marble floor was dust-free, and the reflection was so smooth that it seemed like it could be used as a mirror. In the center of the auditorium was a council table, with many clergymen in different costumes sitting on both sides, but all with crosses embroidered on them.

The exquisite statues of the Five Saints are close to the wall. They are lifelike in shape, each with different personal characteristics, in line with the image of the Dark Holy War.

Saint Shapiro holds a giant shield and has a calm expression; Saint Xinye holds a spell and calls for thunder and lightning; Saint Wolfgang has angry eyes and clenched fists; Saint Milan carries a cross and heals the injured.

And at the front, with his hands spread out and a bright divine ring behind his head, is the saint Michael, who is also recognized as the saint second only to "him".

The solemn, solemn and glorious environment layout failed to calm down the weird atmosphere in the auditorium. Occasionally, someone would raise their eyes inadvertently, but they would never stay for a second longer on the saint who had made great contributions.

Three days have passed since bishops from all over the country came to the cathedral. Everyone gathers here every afternoon to discuss some decisions about the new year.

However, the atmosphere in the auditorium now seems extremely strange.

It was obviously a long table with a very ordinary shape, with only some tea and documents on it, but it seemed to have become a gap that separated something. There were also very obvious differences in the composition of the people on both sides and the expressions on their faces.

One party was as gloomy as a storm cloud, one party felt helpless, and a few looked bewildered.

Bishop Magello, who was sitting at the head of the table at the top of the long table, felt even more upset, as if his energy and blood were about to flow backwards.

I have been practicing self-cultivation for a whole year, and I rarely get angry or violent, but it has only been three days and it is almost broken.

In addition to the fact that the current weird atmosphere is really unpleasant, there is another point: the precious granddaughter has not been seen since noon yesterday.

The people on the archbishop's right hand side are mostly young geniuses or open-minded people, Seraph Yuena, witch Xiaoyu, three good students, and the representative of Xu Zu's exorcist Guang Yun, as well as one of the bishops of Remedia Chapel One Klose.

In fact, there are still three people missing on this side, namely Oubeis who didn’t come out, Xinzang who didn’t come back, and Xiaoxiao who hasn’t woken up~

Guangyun closed his eyes slightly to rest. He was supposed to be the most leisurely one. No matter how noisy the priests were, he had little to do with the Xu Ancestor Anti-Magic Group.

If Xinzang hadn't come back yet, he wouldn't have come to Hutton Mar at all. The matter of the beast's belief would have been a headache for him.

But when the other side attacks and throws dirty water, he will inevitably get a little splashed, which naturally makes him feel depressed.

When Yuena and Xiaoyu arrived on the first day, they were asked about their qualifications to set foot in this auditorium, but they had never experienced any big storms. One took out the holy spear, and the other shook the bamboo tube, "Calculate your age." limit.

Originally, it was quite novel on the first day. I wanted to open my eyes and see what the meeting of the bishops was like.

But when the first day of mocking each other ended, the two of them regretted it. Why not just go back to sleep after joining in the fun.

But now that he has shown his face, he has to bite the bullet and keep going.

Opposite this row of people, to the Archbishop's left, the representative of the Holy Blue Boxer, Priest Teda, was also closing his eyes to rest. Lucille from the Heretic Trial, her mushroom hairdo half covered her eyes, but it could not hide her depression. Angry eyes, knuckles clenched white.

Next to Lucille was a middle-aged man with a lean face and particularly sharp eyes. He had a cross hanging on his collar and was frowning. He didn't know what he was thinking.

He is the second-ranking bishop of the Remedian Chapel, also known as the "Branch Cathedral", Antonio Marcel. He is also quite famous among the clergy.

Moreover, the small church and the Inquisition are in the same place, which is Cape Dia on the western coast of Delos.

The strength and self-cultivation of a bishop who has been able to work with Lucille for many years is evident from this.

In addition, there is a clergyman who is about fifty years old and has a wry smile on his face. He is Bishop Coloche of Remedia Bell Tower, and he is on the same level as Antonio in terms of status. Yes, but he has always liked peace and dislikes disputes.

Moreover, there is actually one less person in their column.

The second rank is the Bishop of Remedia Church, also known as "the Church", Hendrys Grant.

The Church of Remedia has a very special status. Its special point is that its location is the capital of the Delos Empire, Vetalon!

Just like the Great Cathedral of Hutton Mar and the Four Temples near Suran, the capital of the empire also has an order of clergy, which is the church.

The Great Cathedral of Remedia was built by the Five Saints. For hundreds of years, it has always been the absolute first level in terms of status.

The ingenuity in its construction and the splendor of its appearance make it a landmark building in Hutton Mar.

However, the largest and most majestic building in the entire Holy Order is the Remedian Church in the Delos Empire.

The religious order's financial resources basically come from donations from believers and some state funding. When it was originally decided to establish a church near Vetalun, the empire allocated a considerable sum of money.

Although the position of the clergy has always been to pursue neutrality and not to interfere with the political power, it is inevitable that they will be connected with local lords and nobles in various actions.

For example, Lucille is very unhappy now and wants to drag a certain guy out and burn him, but she also has to abide by the policy of the Principality of Belmare. If she wants to arrest someone, she must first ask for official documents from Queen Skadi.

Otherwise, allowing the clergy to judge what they consider to be heresy and evil will lead to severe confrontation between the principalities and the clergy, and the consequences will certainly be disastrous.

Bishop Antonio, who had frowned for a long time, tapped the table with his fingertips, and a crisp sound broke the unfriendly atmosphere: "Archbishop, what did Priest Obes do with the holy relics? I hope you can give me a gift in front of God. Real answers.”

They came in spite of the severe cold weather. Naturally, it was necessary to treat and pay homage to the holy relics given by Remedios, with the intention of praying to the gods.

But now only the Holy Seat of Remedios is left in the Great Cathedral, and the holy relic of life was taken away by the priest and disappeared.

"Save people."

The Archbishop's voice was still gentle and kind in his calm answer.

Lucille's face was filled with displeasure, and she sneered faintly: "Who do you need to save a holy relic? We don't have any high-level clergy anymore!"

There is actually someone in this little Hedunmar who is qualified to use the Holy Relic of Life.

Could it be Queen Skadi?

However, using sacred objects for personal gain is absolutely not allowed, even for the Queen.

The previous crown prince of Belmare, the queen's nominal husband, had a constitution like that of a sick man. Until his death, the clergy never mentioned the existence of the holy relic of life.

She was also sarcastically saying, don't you have priests and holy knights? It's really ridiculous that you still need to use the Holy Relic of Life.

The archbishop remained unmoved, maintaining his calm attitude and said casually: "Everyone is God's people and is qualified to enjoy God's grace."