Chronicle of the Temple of Light

The Grace Festival is an annual festival in mainland China. During the period, the God of Light will host the Grace Festival celebration. The place is the Kingdom of God centered on Fengzhi Sacred Mountain.

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This is also the only time in the year that the Kingdom of God is open to non-clergy, so the Holy Knights of the Kingdom of God are always extremely busy at this time of year. The Holy Knights need to maintain order, guide the believers, and are also responsible for the safety of the Pope and the Twelve Elders. .

The head of the Holy Knights probably won't be able to come back this year, so the deputy head, Cecia Geben, is solely responsible for the security of the Kingdom of God.

The pope and the elders also need to receive guests from various countries, and they are busy all day long.

In this way, the kingdom of God maintained the superficial calm and began its annual celebration.

"Your Majesty, Elder Santos is here to greet you." Aldridge raised his hands flatly and let others put on complicated and gorgeous formal clothes for him. A priest opened the door a little and said softly.

"Santos?" Aldrich thought for a while, and said to the priest in charge of clothing, "You go down first, and I will wear the rest myself."

"Yes." The priest bowed and stepped back.

"Please come in, elder." Aldrich said while buttoning the button with the logo of the Society of Illuminati engraved on it.

Not long after, Orlando Santos hurried in.

"Your Majesty, according to the song book, two evil heretics have sneaked in and tried to ruin the ceremony." Santos seemed to be walking in a hurry, sweat beads appeared on his forehead, and he didn't bother to salute. He spoke directly.

Aldridge's face suddenly became serious.

Santos took out a small box from his sleeve and said solemnly: "Checking one by one now may cause the believers to panic. This is the holy water of the God of Light. It is said that it was left by His Highness the God of Light back then. Please cast a spell during your speech. Sprinkle divine water on everyone, and the believers of the light will be blessed, and those damn cultists, hmph, they will regret getting in." His tone sounded like he wanted to eat his flesh raw.

Aldrich could understand Santos, after all, Santos is a famous and fanatical believer in the God of Light, he patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, unless they hide in a confined space, they will all be exposed to the light." down."

Santos' complexion improved a little, and he bowed slightly to Aldrich: "Your Highness, please." There seemed to be a subdued meaning in the words, and then he left.

After he left, Aldrich opened the box, and inside was a small bottle of transparent liquid with a slightly golden glow.

"I don't know if it's true," Aldrich sighed, "but I have a way to distinguish the heretics."

Aldrich walked out of the inner hall, and the priest standing beside him respectfully offered him a small plate of clear water: "Your Majesty, please rinse your mouth."

After taking the plate and passing the water in his mouth a little, Aldrich picked up a towel and wiped his mouth.

He straightened his heavy and gorgeous cloak, took the scepter, and walked step by step from the stairs of the left side hall to the large terrace of the main hall.

In previous years, Haider would walk up the stairs on the right with him. This year is a special case, but it is not a big year. The absence of the knight commander is allowed.

Of course, when Aldrich stepped onto the terrace and looked around, it was obvious that some of the young beautiful girls were disappointed because of the absence of the knight commander, and some of them were because of the more handsome Pope after shaving his beard this year. And excited.

He smiled secretly in his heart, and was a little unhappy again.

He didn't have time to think about his strange reaction, and the people in the square fell silent after seeing the Pope appear.

As in previous years, Aldrich read a lengthy speech: "...we are grateful for his great sacrifice, and we are grateful for the light he brought into the world so that rivers flowed, plants grew, animals multiplied, and we lived in peace. ..."

He paused, but when he said the last sentence, he was sincere: "...Thank you, Your Highness, the God of Light."

He took out the small bottle of divine water, poured it into the prepared gold plate, sprinkled it vigorously into the air, and quickly tapped the scepter in the void, and the divine water immediately emitted a dazzling light, falling on everyone on believers.

The people in the square below put the Buddha and bathed in happiness, and they began to close their eyes and pray at the same time.

But Aldrich felt something was wrong, he felt like a fire was burning inside his body, his internal organs were all twisted into a ball, it was a kind of pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"...Hmm!" He began to lose his strength, his figure was shaky, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Orlando Santos, who was standing beside him, looked at the sudden situation with cold eyes, pretended to support him, and asked coldly in his ear: "Who are you!"

Aldrich began to lose control of his strength, he suddenly raised his head to look at Santos, his normally bright silver-gray eyes became dizzy, and his face became indifferent.

Santos sensed that something was wrong, and half pulled and half dragged him back to the left side hall. When the believers recovered from the glory, they found that the Pope had disappeared. The elder Gustaf Semborach, who had fallen into glory with the believers just now, reacted quickly Come here, step forward and announce loudly: "The Grace Festival celebration has officially begun."

After the believers stopped paying attention to the situation on the balcony of the main hall, Borachi hurried downstairs to the left side hall to look for the Pope and Elder Santos who suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Aldrich knocked Santos to the ground and said coldly, "Arrogant human being."

Santos clutched his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't care about his injury, so he was shocked by Aldrich's words.

Humanity? !Could it be that he is an evil god? !Santos thought in horror.

Boracchi came to the left side hall when Aldrich was speaking, and upon hearing his words, he immediately raised his scepter to Aldrich, watching him warily.

Aldridge looked at them indifferently, and raised his hand as if to kill the two elders. Santos and Borachi also showed despair on their faces.

Suddenly, he grabbed his collar in pain again, and knelt down on one knee as if in extreme pain, with one hand propped on the ground, and the veins on his hand were exposed.

Before Borachi had time to think about it, he took out the light rope that bound the felon and threw it at Aldrich. The light rope automatically bound him, and Aldrich also passed out.

Only then did they realize that they were gasping for breath. Bo Laqi calmed down for a while, and suddenly said angrily: "Santos! What the hell did you do?!"

Santos didn't care about his tone, but said tiredly: "Before Fan Pei left office, he told me that Francisco might be a heretic. I didn't believe it, but Fan Pei did show some evidence, and I wanted to use it to the light." There is no harm for believers to try, so I told him that there are a few heretics in the Kingdom of God, and he needs to sprinkle divine water to identify the cultists... Divine water alone has no effect, I mixed the authenticity potion with it In the clear water he rinsed his mouth... I didn't expect that he was really a heretic, and he was most likely an evil god."

Borachi couldn't believe it: "Are you trying to convince me that the Pope of the Temple of Light is not a Christian?! It's crazy!"

"You saw it too..." Santos stood up tremblingly, "Give me a hand and send it to the dungeon. We need to know his purpose."

Bollach sighed, helped Aldrich up on one side, and walked towards the dungeon from the secret passage in the left side hall.

The two holy knights guarding the dungeon rubbed their eyes in disbelief when they saw the two elders bringing the bound pope to the dungeon, and then blocked their way.

Santos and Boracchi didn't bother to argue with them either. "Things are a bit complicated, you," Borachi ordered one of the holy knights, "you go and get the Cecia songbook, we need to discuss something. Oh, by the way, send a message to tell the knight commander to come back quickly!"

The holy knight ran away quickly, and the remaining holy knight looked at the two elders without being moved. Santos thought for a while, and simply signaled Bollach to put Aldrich down, and wait for Cesia to come.

Cecia rushed over quickly, followed by three paladins.

"The other four are still responsible for the safety of the Kingdom of God, so they won't come here." Chesia's expression was not good.

Santos and Bollage looked at each other and explained the situation concisely.

Chesia's complexion became even worse, and he said: "For the time being, I believe that you are not lying. After all, it is not easy for the two leaders of the Charismatic Party and the Synod Party to join forces, but I still have to check again."

Santos and Borachi looked at each other, and said in unison: "Do you have a way to detect whether a person is a believer of the Light?!" If he had known that Cecia had a way, Santos would not have taken out the magic water at the bottom of the box.

"More than that, this method can even tell which sect he belongs to," Chesia said. "In fact, Lord Haider handed it over to the Holy Knights."

Cecia knelt down in front of Aldrich, took off her power ring, put it in the palm of her hand, and muttered something.

Not long after, the power ring emitted a burst of light, and two strange patterns appeared on Chesia's palm.

"What does that mean?" Borachi asked with interest.

Cecia rolled her eyes: "I don't know."

Santos: "..."

Borachi: "..."

I saw Cecia took out a thin little book from nowhere and began to flip through it.

A paladin who came with Cesia sympathized: "Don't worry. It is said that this pattern is the script of the Protoss. We really couldn't recognize it, so we wrote down some key points. These two patterns should be O...Francis Coe's true sect, but it's really not the light."

Santos also asked stupidly: "How do you know?"

Another impatient paladin rolled his eyes following Cesia's example: "Of course we tried it!"

Santos: "..." He also knew that he asked a stupid question, and he was a little embarrassed, so he stopped talking after thinking about it.

"Ha! Found it!" Chesia said suddenly.

The eyes of others were immediately attracted to him.

Checia raised the small book, and then spread out her divinely written palm in front of everyone: "It's fate."

The quick-tempered paladin suddenly realized: "No wonder he can know the whereabouts of Haider before us every time. Some believers of destiny with high mana do have this ability."

Borachi's complexion is not very good: "Is there any possibility that a god believes in another god?"

"Impossible, every god has a priesthood, if you believe in another god, you can't keep your priesthood," Chesia shook his head, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you ask this? Can Francisco still be a god? "

Borachi nodded stiffly: "... Listening to him, he doesn't seem to be human. According to ancient records, there is no priesthood that can control fate...so..."

"Francisco is most likely the God of Destiny."

The whole dungeon was suddenly silent.

The author has something to say:

I was hospitalized today and just finished receiving an injection.So sorry for being a little late today...