This NPC really has a problem

The quiet moonlight was shining down from the sky, allowing Lu Ren to barely see things.He stood up supporting the well wall, spread his palms, and saw a silver light reflected on the edge of the key under the clear light.

Even if there is no system reminder in front of the player that the player will only get the key, Lu Ren knows that this is the one he needs to pass the level.

A large number of memories appeared in Lu Ren's brain, which made Lu Ren's head ache, and he couldn't stand steadily. He had to hold the well wall to stabilize his body.After getting the key, there seemed to be only one thing left for him to think about—how to get out of the dry well.

Lu Ren looked up at the mouth of the well, which was far away from him, with a slightly blank expression.

Mistake, he should find someone to jump down the well again.

Lu Ren supported the well wall and limped around the dry well for a few weeks. After confirming that it was impossible for him to climb up by himself, he stopped.Even after walking only a few steps, the injured ankle still protested to him, so Lu Ren had to stop and sit down on the ground.

The headache eased slightly, and the NPC who shared the same body was also silent at the moment. The person who could save him didn't know when he would find this place, so Lu Ren simply sorted out the information he got.

His current identity is a priest from the City of Reflections more than 100 years ago.

Yes, more than 100 years ago.

Those memories did not flow into Lu Ren's mind in chronological order, like a jigsaw puzzle, the previous piece came from the upper left corner, and the next piece for Lu Ren came from the lower right corner.

This made Lu Ren seem to understand the matter of this NPC clearly in an instant, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that most of the details were blurred.

Lu Ren sorted it out for a long time before he really understood the setting of this NPC.

The City of Reflections believes in good gods. The religion they believe in does not have a specific name, and others call it the Holy See.Located in the center of the city of reflections, the cathedral beside the Mirror Lake is the headquarters of the Holy See, and Bishop Lanna is the highest authority of the Holy See.

There are three types of clergy in the Holy See, one is priests and nuns who are responsible for most religious activities, the other is knights who defend the comfort of the Holy See, and the other is believers who have no position and are responsible for daily chores.

Father Lu Ren was an orphan who was brought up by Bishop Lanna himself. He was an out-and-out fool at first.This kind of stupidity is very popular among the believers. Although there is already a prestigious priest Luther in the Holy See, in the eyes of the believers, the kinder Father Lu Ren is more suitable for the current bishop.

Father Silly Baitian didn't pay attention to these remarks. When others mentioned them, he was too shy to speak.It never occurred to him that these remarks would arouse the mad jealousy of another person, that person was Father Luther.

Father Luther, who was once stable and easy-going, seemed to be possessed by the devil.

He violated the teachings he had been studying and betrayed his own beliefs.Father Luther hired two villagers from outside the City of Reflections, let them sneak into the slums of the City of Reflections, and distracted the guards around Father Lu Ren on a Saturday when he was distributing food to the poor, so that the two villagers could easily Kidnapped Father Lu Ren who was alone.

Father Luther's order was to ask the villagers to take Father Lu Ren outside the city and find a hidden place to kill him, but what he didn't expect was that one of the kidnappers didn't want to kill people, so he persuaded another kidnapper to use Lu Ren to kill him. Go to the Holy See for a ransom.Ordinary kidnapping is much less psychologically stressful than murder, and Father Luther's reward did not satisfy them. The other kidnapper agreed to his companion's proposal without much thought.

But what the two kidnappers didn't expect was that the pedantic Holy See was unwilling to bow to the kidnappers.

In the doctrine, light cannot yield to darkness, and good cannot yield to evil.The vast majority of people in the Holy See believed that they could not give the ransom to the kidnappers, even if it was to save lives.You must know that the hostage of the kidnapper is also a priest. They believe that Father Lu Ren can understand. If the ransom is given to the kidnapper, no matter how it is recovered later, at that moment, the Holy See who stands on the side of the good god is like believing in the evil god. The wicked yielded.

The Holy See mobilized its forces non-stop to find Father Lu Ren, and at the same time they refused to accept any demands made by the kidnappers.They executed one of the kidnappers at the stake, as they used to judge followers of evil gods, and sent knights to hunt down the other kidnapper.

On the way to escape, the kidnapper went to find Father Lu Ren again. He told him what Father Luther had done, and mocked the so-called kindness of the clergy and the pedantic cruelty of the Holy See in front of him.By tracing the escape route of the kidnappers, the Holy See found a dry well in the woods on the edge of the kidnapper's home village, and rescued Father Lu Ren back to the Holy See.The ordeal that Father Lu Ren suffered seemed to end at that moment, but in fact, the nightmare had just begun.

Not just his own nightmare.

"It's so quiet." Lu Ren said in a low voice, "You're not making trouble now."

The NPC who was fighting with him not long ago for control of his body was unusually quiet at this moment.

Maybe it's because he came to the place where he was born, maybe it's because the moment he picked up the key, he thought of the kindness locked by his own hands.

Lu Ren looked up at the night sky outside the well. For a moment, he felt as if he really became the NPC in the game, looking at another self across time and space.

His solemn and sacred sacrificial robe was spattered with blood. He smiled and threw a key into the well, as if he had completely bid farewell to the good thoughts in his heart.

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