Little Priest's Cat Diary

The defenseless old priest was pushed down by his disciples.

The old man fell backwards, and his head hit the stone wall heavily.

He was lying under the corner of the wall, with bright red blood streaming down from his forehead and streaking across the corners of his eyes.

His fading eyes looked at Pammy.

His once proud disciple Pami hugged the jewel box tightly, as if he was holding his own life, and roared at him in a low voice.

"It's mine! It's mine!"

"Do you know that all the gems dedicated to the temple every year belong to the temple! They should all stay in the temple! But you old guy insists on donating all those gems in the name of the gods - say that they belong to everyone Townsfolk stuff! You idiot! Damn idiot! You should have died long ago!"

Pami hugged the jewel box tightly and growled at the old priest furiously.

He has been patient for a long time.

Every time he watched those gems being sent away by his stupid teacher, he was heartbroken.

Because it was supposed to belong to him.

"Those gems should all belong to the temple! They belong to me!"

No...Pammy, that's not yours...it's Luna...

The old priest's lips moved, wanting to speak.

But he was speechless.

The vision became more and more blurred, and the vision dimmed a little bit.

"The Moon Goddess is the god of blessing and prosperity. She will be happy if she collects all the gems in her temple—yes, that's right—we should gather all the most beautiful gems in the world in her temple middle!"

The gems collected in the temple are his!

No, Pammy...the prosperity that Luna desires is prosperity for all, not just one...

What she loves is the pure and beautiful brilliance of gems, not their preciousness...

Just like she gave the moonlight to everyone in the dark night, what she hopes is for everyone to see that brilliance...

The old priest looked at his disciple with disappointed and sad eyes.

He wanted to reach out and grab his disciple.

But he couldn't lift his hand anymore.

Pammy...

The Moon God hates all selfishness and ugliness...

When... the gods are furious...

The old man closed his eyes, and his whole world was plunged into darkness.

Pammy held the jewel box and looked down at his dying teacher.

His gaze changed from panic to calmness a little bit.

The eyes he looked at the old priest gradually became cold.

He turned around, put the box on the table, opened it and took another look at the gems in the box, then closed it.

He put the box on the table and locked it carefully.

After everything was dealt with, he opened the door and strode out, putting on a nervous look, and called the temple guards and servants outside.

He told everyone that it was because the teacher knew that the sacrifice to the moon god was stolen, and he was so angry that one of them lost his footing and fell down.

He also said that before the teacher fainted, he was instructed to be in charge of hosting the Moon God Ceremony.

He seemed extremely remorseful and distressed about not being able to help the teacher in time.

No one noticed that when the doctor said that the old priest's condition had suddenly worsened and he would not be able to wake up for a while, Priest Pami's eyes flashed with joy.

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The noisy night passed quickly, and the sun had risen high in the sky.

The wind howled.

Across thousands of miles of land, came to the far northwest.

The field in front of the tall stone city stretches as far as the eye can see.

The fertile soil is covered with green grass, and when the wind blows, it rises and falls like ocean waves.

On this piece of wild land, because there are sufficient nutrients, such lush grass grows.

And that ample nourishment is...

Under the scorching sun, the low wind horn sounded in the sky.

On the other side, the same wind horn sounded.

Same, same origin.

The horses galloped, and the sound of countless horseshoes resounded through the land.

The war started at this moment.

Warriors in the same armor fought fiercely together.

The spears in their hands pierced the throats of their compatriots.

The swords they swung split the chests of their brethren.

They sprinkled the blood of the same lineage on this wilderness that was supposed to fight against foreign enemies.

Large tracts of green grass were dyed red, and the stumps and broken arms were buried under the lush grass.

Young and fresh lives are buried in this land.

The desolate neighing of war horses resounded through the sky.

The fire has been lit.

All life will be consumed in that crimson flame.

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The scorching sun is in the sky, and the hot sun is exposing the earth.

The young man on the execution ground slowly opened his eyes.

Big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and his face was so hot that it showed an abnormal blush.

He opened his mouth slightly, his lips were so dry that there were cracks, and even a little blood seeped from the cracks.

The scorching sun shone down, making him feel like he was in a cage of fire.

He felt as if his body was going to be set on fire.

His arms were spread out, and the wrists of his hands were tied to the rails of the cross. The rough hemp rope had penetrated deeply into his skin, leaving traces of bruises.

It's not that there is no pain, but that the pain has been so long that it has become numb.

Miya lowered her head weakly, panting lowly.

His breathing became more and more rapid.

The breath he exhales every time is also hot, as if his body is also being burned.

The body is uncomfortable, and the heart is also...

For such a long time, his 'parents', and Bella...have never come to see him...

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and he was half awake and half asleep.

Just now, he seemed to have dreamed of a battlefield in a trance.

Obviously it should be a place he has never been to, but that battlefield is so real.

It was as if... somewhere far away, at this very hour, under the same sky and the same sun, there was a real war going on.

He could almost clearly feel the touch of blood splashed in the air.

Lives are being lost in cruel wars.

He saw a blond young man with a black mask on one side charging the battlefield with a long gun.

Every swing of the sharp gun in the young man's hand will take a life.

That person never cared about his own safety, and always rushed to the front again and again, putting himself in the most dangerous place.

That person didn't seem to care about the increasing number of scars on his body...

No, or rather, that person didn't care about his own life at all.

That blood-soaked figure, like a devil walking out of hell, should obviously make people feel extremely terrifying.

But he didn't know why...he wanted to catch that person's back...

The boy closed his eyes again.

A drop of sweat trickled from his drooping eyelashes.

Like a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

The skin that was strangled by the rough hemp rope had been worn out, and blood seeped out into the hemp rope, and then more blood slowly dripped down the boy's wrist onto the ground.

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pat.

The ruins of the Temple of the Moon God buried deep in the ground seemed to shake for a while, inaudible and seemingly absent.

A gravel fell from the top and hit the ground with the stone wall, making a crisp sound.

The tall Bai Yuelu suddenly raised his head.

It raised its head, and its bright black eyes reflected the huge stone pillar in the middle of the temple.

The temple seemed to shake slightly again.

wow-

The giant relief was cracked.

With the goddess' face as the center, countless cracks extend in all directions like an open spider web.

The huge relief quickly burst and shattered.

Fragments of the bas-relief one after the other fell from the pillar and smashed to pieces on the ground.

Amidst the loud noises one after another, Bai Yuelu stood quietly, motionless.

Its bright black eyes deeply reflected the constantly cracking stone pillars in the distance, as if it was staring at something.

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heat.

thirsty.

hunger.

pain.

Because the body was too painful, the young man subconsciously isolated all his perceptions, allowing himself to fall into darkness.

He gave up his waking consciousness and indulged himself in a trancelike dream.

He seemed to be dreaming a lot.

He seemed to see a lot.

On the distant battlefield, the countless people fighting each other...

In the depths of the temple, there is a crazy middle-aged priest holding the jewel box tightly...

The blood slowly flowing from the forehead of the old man who fell on the ground...

The grand banquet in the city lord's mansion exposed the luxury and corruption under the cover of night...

In the resplendent Luna Temple, countless precious stones shine with moving light.

In the dark night, Ponwe City, bathed in moonlight, was still carnivaling all night.

Wealthy Pangwe people live a luxurious life here.

They are deeply intoxicated.

Money buys them everything.

At the same time, they took everything away.

It was a strange feeling, his whole body was ups and downs in the darkness, but he seemed to be able to see everything on the earth.

A strange voice sounded from the bottom of his heart from nowhere.

All of that stems from the endless desires of human beings.

They crave everything.

Their desires are never satisfied.

Human beings have made this land full of evil.

The only way to stop their desire is...

"Isaiah."

Suddenly a voice rang in his ears, waking him up from the trance.

"Wake up, Isiah."

Mia opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was long red hair like flames.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you away."

Xidir's voice was very soft, and the anger in his heart was suppressed under the soft coaxing voice of Mia.

As soon as he raised his hand, the sharp dagger cut the thick rope that bound Miya's wrists.

The extremely weak boy fell forward feebly and was caught by Shidir.

He raised his hand to hug Mia, and looked at the pale face of the young man in his arms, the chapped lips, and the wrist full of bruises and abrasions. The frivolity and calmness of the past are no longer there, and the eyes are full of suppressed anger.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, carried Mia on the horse, and quickly left here.

In the dark night, whether it is the city lord or other dignitaries in Ponwe City, they are still enjoying a corrupt dinner.

On the execution ground, more than a dozen guards who were in charge of guarding the place had already fallen in disorder on the edge of the execution ground, and in the buildings on the side of the execution ground, the archers and guards lurking around also fell silently at the place where they ambush.

Under the night, the guards who had already received a huge amount of bribes secretly opened the city gate a small crack and let Xidir out of the city.

The black steed galloped quickly under the moonlight, and soon left the city that was addicted to night and luxury.

After arriving at the lake, Sidir fed some water to the boy who was still asleep, and then continued to run forward.

Ponwe City faces mountains on both sides, and the mountain that houses the underground temple is to the south of the city.

Because he planned to leave Ponwe City as soon as possible, Hidir chose to run to another mountain range, which is the mountain range northwest of Ponwe City.

He rode his horse halfway up the mountain and stopped to let the horse rest.

It was very late at night, when Shidir carried Mia off the horse, the boy who had been sleeping all this time opened his eyes.

The moment Mia opened her eyes, she saw the city under the mountain.

The night shrouded the land, and the rest of the ground was plunged into darkness, only the city of Pangwei at the foot of the mountain was still shimmering in the dark night.

In the city, some people are sleeping, and some people are partying all night.

Everything is as usual, as if nothing will change.

The boy opened his eyes, his face was pale, and the moonlight fell into the depths of his blue eyes.

He saw the earth shaking suddenly.

He saw the high mountain in the south opposite the high mountain where he was now, shaking.

He saw the collapse of the magnificent temple buried underground.

He saw lava gushing from the depths of the collapsed temple.

The ground shook.

The mountain burst.

Crimson lava gushes from the cracked mountain.

devoured the earth.

To freeze the city named Pangwei and the tens of thousands of lives in the city forever at the moment of this disaster——

【Earth full of evil】

【The only way to end human desires is—】