Heaven’s Intention

Misty World. April

Instantly. Another year, if you look at it from a high altitude, a plain beneath the hills, a large river like a silver belt, continues to meander, dividing the plain into two.

A city stands, and the city walls are clearly visible. Within the city walls, ten streets divide the city into dozens of areas. In each area, the largest building is usually a temple.

Civilian buildings, although low and low, are very neat, but the lord's palace, mage tower, and main shrine are extremely tall. Looking out, the fog outside the city has spread out of the 10 km area, exposing a large amount of arable farmland .

These farmlands are rows of very neat fields. Spring is coming, and the wheat fields come out quickly. In the distance, it is the hemp field. The outermost layer is a piece of pasture, just like a green silk.

Farther away, there are little villages on the edge of the city, and the village itself has also formed a mist expulsion zone.

This is a typical small village, with wooden fences forming the village walls, cross-shaped streets, distributed with forty families, in the center, the most conspicuous is the shrine of the altar level.

At this time, someone struck the noon bell, and with this sound, the farmers in the farmland responded one after another, and they laid down their hands and went towards the village center together.

The altar-level shrine, as the name implies, has only one altar inside this shrine, although this small white round stone altar has a light holy light floating above the altar. But there is no **** behind. This is the difference. If you have a large-scale temple, you should build a statue of the god.

Directly facing the altar is an aisle with benches on the left and right, but at this time, the people who swarmed in did not sit on it. It was sitting when listening to the sermon. At this moment of prayer, all believers must kneel .

The people who came were very quick, and for a moment, the whole village came.

"Pastor Verconsi!"

"Mogov Knight."

The two head and face figures of the village nodded to each other, and Pastor Fulcony stepped forward without hesitation, kneeling at the front.

"Praise my Lord Luo Meng, you are the **** of nature and discipline!"

"Praise my Lord, and may your word go on the ground."

These believers prayed loudly, and as the believers prayed, the faint white light began to glow in the crowd. These white lights are very flat, and as they pray, they slowly float and melt into the altar.

Pastor Fukangsi could clearly feel that when the believers prayed loudly, the Holy Light on the altar became active.

The ritual of prayer was not long. After three praises, the ritual ended.

"Pastor Verconsi, do you have any help for me?" After the prayer was over, the local lord Mogov Knight asked.

Although he is the lord, as the presiding priest, Fukangsi also has considerable influence.

Fulcony smiled slightly and said, "Knight Mogove, thank you for your support, but now, there is nothing missing in the temple."

"That's good, if you need anything, just tell me." Knight Mogov said.

This territory is his hereditary territory. If there is no accident, this pastor must live with him for at least a few years. If the pastor's qualifications are ordinary, he may have to deal with him for a lifetime.

As a secular and spiritual ruler of the village, it is necessary to deal well with each other.

"Thank you very much," Fulcion said bowedly, watching the lord go away, waiting to raise his head and looking at the empty temple. He smiled.

It has been two months since I came to this small village. This altar has been completely on the right track. Although Fukangsi is young, he has won the respect of the villagers through sermons and healing.

In one year, the temple in the city had been completely built and the priests had been arranged. The faith of the believers had basically entered a virtuous circle. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the first-level priest, Fukangsi, applied to be the pastor of the outside village.

Since the temple in the city was digested, past priests with some qualifications had already taken up their posts, and Fukangsi, who had no competition, was successfully appointed.

Falconsi stepped forward and touched the new symbol on the altar with three rings engraved on it. This was the new command given by Bishop Kamrongpa a few days ago. This three-ring mark is the holy symbol.

This temple is very small, but Fulconi is content.

Although he was the son of the president of the business association, he did not receive much care. The indifferent eyes of his father and his brother made him feel like he was under the fence.

And this little temple can give him an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

The most important thing is to preside over a temple. If you work hard, all the factors of that church are there. As long as you work hard, your promotion will be very fast.

No, although it has a college foundation, but two months later, he has been promoted to a second-level pastor.

Promising future!

As for the hotel in the city. Naturally, Haru takes care of it.

Joy was emerging, and suddenly there was a messy voice outside, and Fulcaine frowned.

At this moment, the door opened violently.

"What's the matter?" Fulcy said with a frown.

"Young Master, no good, our business association was destroyed by Earl Gaohata, ooh ..." The person who came here turned out to be Haru, a fifty-year-old who cried and ran out of tears. Smart and capable.

"What?" Falconsi panicked, his head screaming, and suddenly he remembered the day.

"... Our business association has developed rapidly over the past 100 years, and it has become fat in the eyes of the city owner.

"Also, after staying here, you can believe in this powerful deity. I know that you have the potential of a priest and you can feel many powers from an early age. New way. "

"If you can become a pastor, you can take root in this new city. If you do n’t have one, you can trade with each other and expand your family. If you have one, you can have a retreat. There are few hotels here. When I sell the goods tomorrow, I ask the lord to let us open a hotel ... you are the host. "

That day. In the hotel, the old man said so.

"Is the news real?" Fulcony fumbled, grabbing the chair, and gritted his teeth.

"Young Master, earnestly, the master noticed this, organized personal resistance, and sent someone to spread the letter." As he said, he greeted, and a soldier stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and wept without saying: " Young Master, it is true! "

This is a soldier in his thirties, Fulconsi still remembers that this soldier is called Tom, and the family is the family's own soldier for generations.

Even in this case, Fukangxi kept a little sober, he hissed and said: "You talk about the process!"

With that said, he silently drew a symbol, and the altar behind it lit up.

Second-level magic: cannot lie

This is a second-level magic, that is to say, the three-pole priest can only cast, and people within a 5-meter radius cannot lie.

Falconsi could not be used originally, but if you borrow the altar, you can consume some of the power stored in the altar to achieve this magic in advance.

Of course, if the other party has a very strong will, or if the other party has special strength to resist, then it may not be affected.

However, the Tom in front of him shouldn't have this kind of power. If he has, he has ulterior motives.

A faint light, invisible to the naked eye, shone over Tom.

Tom didn't realize it. He wept bitterly and continued, "... Master, when I came out, I went back and looked at it, only to see that there were killings, and the wall had been breached."

He didn't lie ...

Falconsi was dizzy.

Since the outer wall has been breached, resistance is futile, but it is only delayed for a while. Besides, the business association has never been able to confront the earl. Once the other party decides to start, there is no fluke at all ...

My father, my mother ...

Suddenly, Fulcy understood his father's intentions and quickly asked: "Tom, is your family with my mother?"

"... Yes! Yes, my family has accompanied Mrs. Delly to the village outside!" Tom's eyes also brightened.

The Mist Plane is different from the main world. Since humans are heavily restricted by the mist, there are countless beasts outside. In order to expand the population, it is possible to marry multiple wives, and Mrs. Delly is one of them.

At this time, Fulconi really wanted to thank his mother for being excluded and went to the village in the country.

"Quick, we are dispatched immediately, with an afternoon, plus the overnight Mercedes-Benz, I should be able to rush to the village before dawn tomorrow," Fulcy said immediately. "And the city is cleaned up, it will take one day, maybe It's too late, Tom, can you still run? "

During the night, you can hang the shining technique on your head, and then run the car overnight. Although this is a bit dangerous, it can't be taken care of.

"Of course!" Tom jumped immediately.

"Sacrifice, you quickly inform the Mogove knight, I want to borrow two war horses!"

"No need, I'm here ... Daza, Wedi, you two, follow the priest!" At this time, the Mogove knight came in the door, and when Falconsi was about to speak, he waved his hand and said, The author: "If it were not for me that I was a knight and could not leave the country privately, I would personally send you away. With them there, your grasp will be greater."

"... Knight Mogov, thank you very much." Fulcony did not refuse, and immediately agreed.

In a hurry to bring some dried meat, the two turned their horses.

After a while, the four people disappeared into the mist outside.

Time flows quickly, the night is deep, this world is starless, and the whole sky is full of darkness.

In the misty world, the night is as quiet as death, there are no insects, but occasionally there are some birds singing from the unpredictable jungle.

At this moment, two light **** passed quickly along with the horseshoe, and the light ball hit the head of a rider, illuminating the area about ten meters.

Seen from all around the light sphere, it was a forest with decaying branches and leaves everywhere, a stream not far away, and further away, it was farmland.

Seeing the farmland, the sound of the horseshoe stopped, whether it was a horse or a man, panting.

"Tom, are you here?"

"... Here, we have arrived in the village."

"The holy water confuses the food and feeds the horses. Also, we are the same. The holy water can quickly restore tiredness. Although it takes a few days to cultivate afterwards, it can't be taken care of, we have to return!

"Yes, young master!" Tom ordered.

Daza and Wei Di also have no opinions. At this time, they can't take care of these small sequelae.

Sure enough, eating the food confused by holy water, whether it is humans or horses, began to relax and recover.

"Oh, what time is it?"

"It's about an hour before dawn!" Tom thought about it and said.

"You rest for an hour, and as soon as the day breaks, we will go to the village, betting that the small village in the city can't take care of it!" Fukangsi said with his teeth.

My father had expected and prepared for it. Even if it was really broken, it would surely make Earl Gaohata pay a certain price and cause some trouble. Besides, there is no important person in this small village, maybe this incident has not been passed to In the village.

"Yes!" Tom nodded vigorously.

Below, there is nothing wrong. Everyone was eating dry food and dried meat in silence. The horses ate holy water and gradually recovered, and they sniffed.

As time went by, in a flash, the dawn dawned.

Dawn is also one of the three prayer times a day prescribed by the church. Although Fulconsi is very tired, he also knows that he has now penetrated into the territory of Gohatta, and the Lord Romon may not be able to hear his prayers. Inertia, and psychological comfort needs, he knelt on the ground, holding the newly-made holy emblem, and began to pray.

"Praise my Lord Luo Meng, you are the **** of nature and discipline!"

"Praise my Lord, and may your word go on the ground."

With prayer, for a year, he has been very skillfully connected to a channel, and immediately received a response. The divine and natural power, poured into his body through an invisible channel, quickly condensed and floated, and condensed a symbol , Floating up to the brain.

Because only the zeroth-level magic was used yesterday, the three light spells were restored, and the rest remained unchanged.

All this is very familiar and normal ...

normal?

Suddenly ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Fulcaine's body shuddered.

In the misty plane, no deity can cross the territory to receive prayers and grant divine magic. This is already the consensus of the whole world. Even Bishop Kamrongpa, never thought that the Romon God would be an exception, not even trying. Ever.

But now, this so-called truth is broken.

what does this mean?

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Tom realized that Fulcony's trembling felt for a moment that he was sick.

"Praise my Lord, you are the **** of nature and punishment! May your way go on the ground."

Fulcons ignored it. At dawn, he whispered, his body was trembling, his voice was trembling, with irrepressible excitement and excitement, and finally his prayers became louder and louder, It even sounded all around.

"You are the only true **** on the earth, your way can be filled with the earth!" (!)