Restarting the myth

"Pastor Wayne, you want..."

"Wayne is fine, I am now employed by the Heavenly Father Church in a private capacity." Wayne interrupted directly.

He was invited to help Keith as a priest, which is a cooperation between the Natural Church and the Heavenly Father Church. If the process is followed, the big share will be taken by the upper level, and his own interests cannot be guaranteed.

The boundaries must be drawn, otherwise there is no room for negotiation.

"Okay, Mr. Wayne, what do you want?"

I want Holy Light!

One more language, one more world;

One more craft, one more way out.

In the Chosen Continent, belief in magic is language. The Book of Greed guarantees Wayne's language talent. He has the advantage of time, place and people, and is able to learn more foreign languages.

"Generally speaking, I definitely want money."

"That's great, I'll..."

"But! "

Wayne took a deep breath, and Keith's eyelids twitched. He was afraid of everything. However, problems that could not be solved with money would definitely be big troubles.

"I know that it is not easy for the Heavenly Father Church in Windsor. It is not easy to talk about money. If there is a problem in the account, it will be traced down. You will be in trouble and I will not have a good result. "Wayne pulled Keith and wanted to go to the Cam River Cathedral.

He said before that he particularly admired literature and liked things with historical background the most, such as... antiques.

Keith was embarrassed and said goodbye to Julian with a wry smile. This trip would inevitably result in heavy losses.

Antiques are also different. He only hoped that Wayne was uneducated and chose a seemingly precious jewelry and ignored the items that were ordinary in appearance but truly valuable.

...

St. Dominic Cathedral.

The belief of the Heavenly Father Church has a long history in the Chosen Continent. Its influence covers the entire continent and is also the most mainstream belief.

No matter whether it is a small church, any cathedral has a long history and outstanding The artistic value of St. Dominic's Cathedral is no exception. With its white marble exterior, huge dome, exquisite rose windows, and gorgeous sculptures everywhere, the cathedral itself is a priceless treasure.

The name of St. Dominic's Cathedral comes from a saint named "Dominic".

This saint is well documented in theological books. He is devout in faith and has made outstanding contributions. In order to protect a city, he bravely stood up and fought against the evil god of hell, and did not fall down until his last drop of blood was shed.

Legend has it that his body stood with a sword in his hand, which frightened the devil so much that he dared not approach and took the initiative to retreat back to hell.

Dominic's sacrifice was approved by the Father in Heaven, and an angel personally came down to earth to take his soul. He was introduced to heaven and changed his appearance from then on, becoming an angel in the Bible.

It is hard to say whether it is true or not, anyway, it is written in the book, there is indeed a saint named Dominic.

Wayne stepped into the cathedral, and the gorgeous decoration made him marvel.

Before crossing, he felt that the decoration of the church was too outrageous. The church that dominated Europe at that time was too rich. After crossing, the church in the God-chosen Continent was even more outrageous, directly elevating the money-making business to the level of art.

It is no wonder that the Windsor royal family wants to suppress the Heavenly Father Church. Not to mention the common people, the surplus food of the landlords has been earned by the Church. The money and reputation have been earned by you, and the royal family is still a fart.

Cut, must cut, otherwise the royal family will be on their knees Beggars!

The church is like the base of the Natural Church, with civil servants gathered. They are not ordinary believers, but disciples of the Holy Light who have been transferred from magicians. Almost everyone knows some Holy Light magic.

When it comes to faith, it is more appropriate to call it divine magic.

Wayne followed Bishop Keith, walking and stopping, and saw many men and women in white robes on the road. They looked in their twenties and thirties, very young.

He guessed that these young people were students from the university town, from the seminary, and a group of them would enter the church for internship every day.

That's right, the rules are dead, but people are alive. You can't teach faith magic in the seminary, but you can't preach in the church.

"Mr. Wayne, what are you looking for?"

Bishop Keith was puzzled. Wayne's eyes were strange, nodding and shaking his head, making him feel that his faith was offended.

"Looking for a little boy. "

Wayne blurted out, and only then realized that this joke was too hellish and not very friendly to the clergy, so he changed his words: "I mean, the little cuties in the choir, I heard that the church often organizes similar gatherings..."

The more he spoke, the more inappropriate it was. Keith's mouth twitched, and he explained dryly: "Mr. Wayne, a few special examples cannot represent all, and there are perverts in any church. "

Then came some difficult words, such as old accounts from centuries ago, and God would punish them. The words were not very confident, which made Wayne laugh inwardly.

The Vatican has too many dark histories. To put it bluntly, it is still too powerful.

Unrestrained power often produces some weird and perverted things, which are so incredible and outrageous. The degree of imagination is not to say that there will be no successors, but it is definitely unprecedented in innovation.

Keith knew how abominable the Vatican's dark history was, so abominable that even he, a clergyman, could not bear to watch it. He hesitated and passed the topic and led Wayne to the cathedral warehouse.

The warehouse is located in the garden behind the church. Keith's autograph is required to enter and exit. He himself entered the warehouse without exception, because he brought an outsider with him this time, so he had to sign another line as a guarantee.

The warehouse is divided into three areas: front, middle and back, depending on the preciousness of the items. The collection in the third area is the most precious.

Books!

In any era, knowledge is a truly priceless treasure. Only when rulers monopolize knowledge can they vigorously formulate the rules of the era.

Wayne guessed that there was a fourth or even fifth or sixth area in the warehouse. He did not rush immediately and came to the bookshelf to look through the books collected by the church.

The books collected in the cathedral can be roughly divided into two categories. One is theological beliefs, including heaven and hell, as well as belief in magic; the other is history, including well-known official history and some unverified unverified history. The authenticity is unbelievable. identify.

This is the foundation of the Holy See. Many historians need to use the Holy See's documents to infer what happened at that time.

Wayne was very interested in these histories and changed his words: "I was careless just now. I want to add another request. I want to borrow some ancient books here to read. Don't worry, I will repay you as much as you borrow. You will be my guarantor. If there is any problem Come to me directly."

I really have a problem, where can I find you?

Keith was noncommittal, his attitude was very vague, and he was wandering between yes and no, but he just didn't give a clear explanation.

Wayne raised his brows and nodded: "I understand the rules. I will help you catch the followers of the Thousand-Eyed Demon and will not let you suffer. If you don't believe it, the bishop can go to Lundan to inquire. I am the most honest person in business. , you get what you pay for, never received a bad review.”

Wayne is very confident about this, and everyone who has used him, whether it’s Heaphy or Plank, says it’s good.

Auston is an exception. The quality is too poor. He leaves negative reviews without even using it. It has no reference value.

Not to mention the Lord of the Void, a villain, and he's dead.

"Mr. Wayne is still in business?"

"Selling socks is a small business. I don't make much money, so I just want to give back to the society."

Selling socks is indeed a small business, and you can't make much money.

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Keith did not continue to ask further. He received the order from above and agreed to all Wayne's conditions unconditionally, except that borrowing books was not a harsh request, so he nodded and agreed.

He turned and continued forward, leading Wayne to the fourth area of ​​the warehouse.

You should keep asking further!

Wayne had a sigh on his face, but Keith didn't ask what kind of socks he was selling. The conversation stopped abruptly, directly interrupting his pretentious rhythm.

Unlike Darcy, his subordinates are good and know how to flatter their leaders smoothly.

However, he is indeed an honest man!

Wayne made a silent evaluation. Faced with his low price, Keith did not lower the price or hide the fourth area.

In this materialistic era, there are really not many honest people like this.

This is a rare opportunity, grab more today!

Wayne has no regrets. This is how business is done. Sellers are only interested in profit. Honest people are embarrassed to bargain and deserve to pay the IQ tax.

Keith stopped at the white wall at the end of the warehouse, took off the cross hanging around his neck, and muttered something.

The white light dimmed, and a circular pentagram array lit up on the wall. The combination of the pentagram and the Holy Cross was very much in the style of the Holy Father's Church.

Keith attached the cross, the Holy Cross pattern on the magic circle remained unchanged, the pentagram rotated clockwise, and a door slowly opened.

"This is the sealed treasure trove of St. Dominic's Cathedral. It contains a large number of religious items of clergy, as well as heirlooms of nobles from all eras. Mr. Wayne, you can choose one." Keith looked at the treasure trove and said as he spoke Quite reluctant to give up.

"Are there any religious objects from other churches besides the Holy See of Heavenly Father?" Wayne asked.

"No."

Keith shook his head and sent them all to the headquarters.

Wayne didn't think much and continued to ask: "Are there any items related to the belief in evil gods?"

"There are a few, let's go this way."

There are eight storage shelves in the fourth area of ​​the warehouse, and items related to the evil god are placed separately.

Wayne took a cursory look and saw that most of them were bottles and cans, all of which had been opened. Even if there were well-preserved evil weapons, they were all damaged to varying degrees.

In other words, trash.

He wasted no time and jumped over the shelves of noble family heirlooms and came to the shelves where Holy Light Faith was displayed. Keith introduced them beside him, describing the treasures in detail, and each one had its own explanation.

"These Bibles are the relics of successive bishops. They contain their devout beliefs. Each of them is a treasure. They can restrain the evil belief in hell. Mr. Wayne can consider it." Keith was as enthusiastic as a salesman.

Wayne raised his hand and touched it. It did have a bit of a holy aura, but the Book of Greed did not speak, indicating that it was just an ordinary religious item.

"This is the Holy Knight's sword. It is a sacred object brought by the former bishop from the Papal States. It is very powerful." Keith said expressionlessly.

Wayne hated the knight's sword the most. When he saw it, he had to pick it up and play with it. The result was not very friendly. He didn't even read the book of greed and was still too lazy to speak.

This thing has no connection with me!

Not every knight sword represents the inheritance of the divinely chosen knights. The Heavenly Father Church may have a similar inheritance, but it will certainly not be placed in a small parish like Jianhe County.

"This is the Holy Grail used by Pope Noah III. It is a sacred vessel and a supreme treasure. It has been stored in the cathedral for hundreds of years." Keith looked painful.

The Holy Grail is made of gold, surrounded by a silver holy cross pattern, and is dotted with sporadic gemstones. It is very colorful and has high artistic value.

The Holy Grail was so big that it required both hands to hold it. Wayne held it up with one hand, and the Book of Greed rolled his eyes, confirming that this item had some merits.

If you can get it, you can earn it.

Wayne was about to agree on the spot. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the top shelf where the Holy Grail was placed. He put down the Holy Grail, pointed to the wooden box above and said, "Bishop Keith, in the box..."

"That's just a shroud!" Keith's face looked ferocious, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was possessed by the devil.

Wayne's eyelids were twitching wildly. His intuition told him that the shroud was the best treasure, but his intuition also told him that it was almost enough. The other side would risk their lives.

No need for intuition, just look at the expression.

Wayne smiled coquettishly: "Bishop Keith, you are too excited. I just asked and had no intention of actually taking it away."

After hearing this, Keith's expression became much better. Although he was asked to agree to all Wayne's requests, whether reasonable or not, the holy shroud once wrapped the body of Saint Dominic, which is extremely precious and can be said to be a cathedral. Even if the superiors agreed to it, he would not be able to agree to it.

"Bishop Keith, can I see the shroud?"

"A piece of rag, nothing to look at."

"..."

Oh my god, is this something a clergy can say?

Wayne rolled his eyes, tried again and came to the conclusion, choosing to give up on the promise and use the Holy Grail as the transaction object as his appearance fee this time.

When the deal was concluded, Keith breathed a sigh of relief and turned back into the easy-to-talk bishop.

Wayne saw a question mark. Keith was too nervous. Although he could steal it, he really wasn't that kind of person. Keith didn't have to worry.

"Mr. Wayne, let me introduce you to the Holy Grail of Noah III."

Keith smiled and led Wayne out of the fourth area of ​​the warehouse, closing the door and sealing it in one go, very quickly: "Unlike other popes, the era that Noah III lived in was very chaotic. At the beginning of the sixteenth century, the devils from hell were out in force. A lot of evil beliefs have been spread in the world..."

"It was also a dark age. The Holy See suffered heavy losses, and countless clergy died tragically at the hands of the devil."

Keith raised his hand and made a sign of the cross on his chest, and continued: "Pope Noah III has a very tough character. He created seven Holy Grails to contain the evil blood and then concentrate it for purification. The Holy Grail just now is one of them. Working in the darkness and serving the light is a very special sacred weapon.”

Wayne did not bring out the Holy Grail. Today he was just confirming Keith's quotation. He could take away the Holy Grail only after the deal was completed. Hearing this, he nodded and asked, "Where is the shroud?"

"..."

"Nothing else, I just asked, out of pure curiosity."

"The holy shroud wraps the body of Saint Dominic. This saint is also the source of the name of the cathedral. He fought the devil and died. If Mr. Wayne is interested, I have a biography of the saint that I can lend you." Keith still didn't let his guard down.

"Borrow a few more books. I just saw some interesting history books." Wayne took the opportunity to raise the price.

Who once said the very classic window opening theory? Keith was in this situation now. He could only borrow the books after the completion of the matter. He was in a good mood because he had saved the holy cloth, so he directly agreed to Wayne's request.

Wayne carefully selected the books on the bookshelf, wrapped them in cloth paper, and packed five books.

"As I said before, I will not participate in the investigation. I am only responsible for arresting people and will be on call at all times. Bishop Keith, let's be honest. Do you have any clues on hand?"

"Yes, Julian provided me with a list."

Keith sighed: "It's shameful to say that believers of the Thousand-Eyed Demon are most likely hiding in the seminary. Students have been exposed to too many theological myths. They yearn for heaven and are inevitably fascinated by hell."

Wayne shrugged. Free mages had no such trouble.