Soul of Negary

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“People of any status must travel once a week.” Kattob stood outside the sacred Major Sect Hall, watching the building that worships the god Aldridge.

According to the regulations of the New Roas Kingdom, every citizen of the New Roas Kingdom must go to the church to pray at least once a week. Even if it is inconvenient to move, he needs to carry his Divine Idol for simple prayers.

Whether you really believe in Aldridge or not, this is written in the regulations of the Kingdom of New Roas. There are few nobles who can go, but they must go. Otherwise, the local council will impeach you, and the noble citizens will be thrown away. Status, you are afraid of fines.

There is a saying in the Kingdom of New Roas, in this country there are only two things you can’t escape, the end of your life, death and pray to Aldridge Your Majesty.

Therefore, no matter what, people will take time to pray in the Holy Sect Church. If they have free time, they will even go several times, as if to show how much they respect Aldridge Your Majesty.

Even the nobles are no exception. Despite how pious they are, they have to do superficial work. In the church, those fighter bodyguards are not easy to defend themselves, especially when they are praying.

“This is the time when they are most vigilant and relaxed, because no one would act so boldly when they pray to the other gods, the people in the church will be crazy.” Thinking of the faces of the people in the church, Kattob sneered. , That group of guys is also one of the reasons for the ruin of the Yugus family.

The nobles must remain decent. I don’t know when, an unwritten rule appears between the nobles and the church, that is, when the nobles go to the church to pray, the tribute must not be too shabby.

It’s not too much, and civilians can take it out, but think about the frequency, once a week, it’s hard for those shabby little nobles to pay for the decent family operation, and they have to pay protection fees to the church every once in a while. Pen is heavy.

“What I want to do is, never take a picture of the fighter from the front.” Kabuto is already on the verge of madness, but his madness is calm. He deeply understands that if he doesn’t take risks, then the Yugus family is definitely over.

So his madness is the madness of doing everything.

Negary was sitting at the top of the church, watching the farce below.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, Katuobu’s success rate is only about 5 5 k.

Seeing something, Negary extend the hand grabbed into the void and pulled a butterfly into his hand.

“My lord, are you interfering with their future?” Lanshan was wearing a long skirt, sitting sideways next to Negary, holding a parasol in her hand, helping Negary to block the sun, although a little sunlight would not have any effect on the current Negary. Influence, but Wanshan insists on doing this.

“No, I just made things interesting.” Negary replied: “Judging from the available information, after 3 minutes, there will be a clergyman who is attracted by this butterfly and sees the arrangement of Katowb. He lost everything.”

“That would be too boring. The gap between the two sides is too big. As a disadvantaged teenager, he needs a little more opportunity.” Negary said casually, but what his real purpose is is that he only understood.

As Negary is promoted to the road level, even if it is only part of him, it becomes more and more faint and the others can’t understand.

In the unknown place, the endless golden luster shines, something seems to be changing in Flame World, and then it affects the change of the world, and some things are also covered.

“This feeling of being a history is also unique.” Negary is very clear that the other party’s goal, the ghost ceremony and the ceremony blade are all things left by him. After the evolution of time, these things have become among these people. The legend, and influence generation after generation.

The butterfly stopped in his hand, spreading its wings again, and its trajectory flowed into Negary’s eyes, gradually becoming the established trajectory. Everything about this butterfly was controlled by Negary.

Katuob wore a priest’s uniform holding a box and walked to one side. Those priests of sufficient rank were busy collecting “tributes.” As long as he was bold and careful, it was no problem to pretend to be a priest in the church.

And people always lack vigilance towards pastors in churches.

In the absence of bodyguards, Catob was unexpectedly successful, knocking City Lord Dulan’s son Pali into a small wooden box, like an ordinary priest carrying tributes, and most of the With their faces under the box, some pastors passing by did not even doubt Katuob.

As long as it is not too bad to meet a manager who knows all the priests, he is unlikely to show off.

On the other side, an elderly priest wearing a gorgeous costume passed by, glanced at it, and found no abnormalities, and walked directly, after which Kabuto carried the box and passed it.

Gradually walking to a remote corner, Katuob threw the small wooden box directly into the sewer.

The sewer opening is not big, but the small wooden box is just right, and the little Pali curled up just enough to fit it in.

“Next, just find a chance to go out quickly and go to the sewer exit to find the other party.” Katowb said in his heart, quickly heading to the front of the church, and at the same time looking for an opportunity to wear the priest’s clothes in reverse, it became a set of barely improvised. Noble costumes.

“Where is Parry?” On the other side, Duran and the bishop of the church were communicating, and suddenly his eyes were fixed, searching for the people around him, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart.

After accusing the bishop, Duran hurriedly searched, but couldn’t find his son. The imposing manner on his body began to condense, stabilizing his panic, and quickly found the bishop to explain the situation.

Although the church had a superior status, it was unwilling to offend the Lord of the entire City and quickly sent a pastor to look for it, and at the same time temporarily blocked the church door.

Watching the priest close the door of the church, Katuob’s face remained unchanged. Even if he was ruined, he was still a nobleman. Impossible to search directly, unless the other party wanted to offend all nobles. This is the rule of nobility glory.

But then when he thought of something, his eyes changed. He was fine, but Parry, packed in a small wooden box, will be fine for a short time as the sewage floats, but who knows what will happen over time.

Looking at Duran with an anxious face, Kattob thought about these things, and finally closed his eyes, his expression turned flat.

It was not until the evening when the search for the fruitless church was reopened, and Kattob walked out of the church complaining, acting like a little nobleman who was accidentally involved in the incident.

After getting out of sight and confirming his safety, Katuobu ran towards the sewer inside.

After holding the torch and searching, Katob finally found the small wooden box stuck in the corner in a certain section of the sewer.

The box was extremely quiet, and Katowb opened it, and under the stirring flames, there was a small but cold corpse. It seemed that because of lack of oxygen, the skin was a little blue.

“To blame yourself, Duran City Lord, you stopped me.” Katuob closed his eyes, said softly, and covered the box again. Even if the hostage died, he would have to achieve his. purpose.