In the early morning of the next day, Geralt sent Jordin and McKinsey away. It is impossible for nobles like them to stay in this small place in the countryside for too long. It would be a great honor for Geralt to stay for two days.
After Jordin and McKinsey left, Geralt took Kitley and the butler to the holy church in Gold Shining Town non-stop.
This is an extremely magnificent, gorgeous, and solemn building, occupying a huge area, but a magnificent cathedral was built in such a remote town, which shows the power and financial resources of the Holy See, and even the mayor's Homes are not so luxurious.
Kitley looked at this holy church enviously, if only he could work in it, even a small guard had a much higher status than the owner of Naka Manor.
The door of the church opened, and a thin old man walked out of the door. He saw Geralt, "Who are you? What are you doing in the Holy Cathedral of Gold Flash Town?"
Geralt smiled and said, "Sir, I am the owner of the Naka Manor. I am here to visit Father Aryan. I have something important to see..."
The gatekeeper of the holy church, Geralt didn't dare to offend him, he had to look at his master's face when he beat a dog, didn't he
"Oh..." The skinny man replied proudly. In fact, he was just a commoner, but because of his ancestors' good deeds, he got the position of the gatekeeper of a holy church, so he naturally became shivering. Everyone in the town, even the mayor, would nod and bow when they saw him, which gave him great satisfaction.
He looked up and down at Geralt and the others arrogantly. They were dressed very decently. He roughly estimated the other party's income in his heart, and snorted coldly, "If people ask to see Father Aryan every day, everyone will say yes. Important matters, then our priests don’t have to do anything, just receive you people... "
Geralt was sweating profusely when he heard this, but the janitor couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only submissively say, "We do have something important..."
The thin man snorted again, and said in a dark voice, "I don't care if it's important or not, but if you want to see Father Aryan, you have to follow the rules..."
"What rules?" Geralt asked.
The thin man was a little dissatisfied, "I said you are also dressed like a dog, why don't you understand any rules?" He stretched out two fingers, "This... Do you understand this?"
"Understood...understood..." Geralt saw this gesture, no matter how stupid a person could understand it, he immediately took out two gold coins from his pocket and handed them over.
"Hmm..." The skinny man took it, took a quick look, but found that the number was wrong, and stared at him: "You sent a beggar, and you want to see Father Aryan with only two gold coins?"
"Well, how much is that?" Geralt was startled.
"Twenty gold coins..." the thin man said without hesitation.
"what-"
Several people were shocked when they heard the price. It's not that they couldn't afford twenty gold coins, but they felt that it was too expensive. They didn't expect that there were so many gatekeepers in a holy church.
"Don't have any money? If you can't pay, get out..." The janitor stared and was about to close the door.
Kitley was dissatisfied at this time, "How do you talk? Believe it or not, I told you to look good..."
"Ha... You actually threatened me..." The skinny man sneered, opened the door, and shouted with his hands on his hips, "I'll just wait, why do you call me pretty..."
"You..." Kitley's face turned purple, and he stretched out his hand to draw the sword.
The skinny man sneered endlessly.
"Don't...don't...it's all a misunderstanding..." Geralt was taken aback, thinking that this stupid boy has done more than fail, and dared to use a sword in the Holy Cathedral, and he didn't want to live. If so, the Holy Roman Empire There is no need to stay, unless you flee to another country.
Geralt softened his tone, and took out a bag from his arms, "Sir, my son is not sensible, please don't argue with him, here are twenty gold coins, please see Father Aryan..."
"Hmph, it's more or less like this..." The skinny man reached out to take Geralt's bag, weighed it, smiled with satisfaction, and opened the door.
Geralt felt a little depressed. He hadn't seen Father Aryan yet, and he had already sent out a lot of gold coins. The man clearly said that it was twenty gold coins, but he didn't return the two gold coins for the first time, so he had already sent them out Twenty-two gold coins, but thinking of the reward of 500 gold coins, Geralt was relieved. He still knew the reason why small fortunes are hard to come by but big fortunes are hard to come by.
Following the thin man into the cathedral, he saw the Aryan priest who was worshiping under the seat of the God of Light in the center of the church, with his back to them.
The priest was wearing a black priest's robe, with angel wings embroidered on his shoulders, and he folded his hands, praying for something.
"Shh... the priest is at church, wait a minute..." the thin man said.
Geralt had to wait a little longer.
After a while, the priest finished the service and turned around. Geralt could see the priest's appearance clearly now. He had a bald head, a thick beard growing on his chin, and a cross in the shape of a cross on his chest. The angel statue, the whole person exudes a holy flavor. Seeing three people, he asked the gatekeeper, "What are they doing here..."
"Father, they have something to see you..." the thin man said respectfully.
Father Aryan nodded, "Okay, you go down..."
The man quit.
Father Aryan looked them up and down, without saying hello, and said lightly, "What's the matter, tell me quickly..."
"Yes, Father Aryan..." Geralt couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, "As a child of God, I should report to God the evils I have seen, and let God spread the light and purify everything in the world..."
Geralt took a deep breath, "Father Aryan, I found a practitioner of undead magic in Maple Leaf Town..."
"What? Necromancer?" The priest's closed eyes snapped open, his gaze was like lightning, and he stared at Geralt. "Is this true?"
"It's true..." Geralt said confidently, "I am the owner of the Naka Manor. My butler was attacked by the Necromancer last night. I also had two servants who were also killed by the Necromancer." .”
Father Aryan turned to the butler, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you... see it with your own eyes?"
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes..." The butler nodded bitterly, "He summoned four skeletons and killed my brother at once. I was also injured. I was lucky to escape..."
"Show me the wound..." said Father Aryan.
The butler took off his clothes and showed Father Aryan the wound.
"That's it? Well, it's a bit like undead magic, but how could undead magic cause such damage? On the contrary, it's very similar to the wound caused by thieves..." Father Aryan waved his hand after finishing speaking, and a holy white light lit up , all of a sudden dispelled the venom around the wound, and then the wound miraculously healed.
"Thank you, Father Aryan..." the big butler thanked him with great joy.
Geralt's heart trembled. Father Aryan's skill was not simple. It was called advanced healing. Churches in small places all had this unique skill. The power of the Holy See is unquestionable.
"You're welcome, saving the wounded and dying is the duty of our Holy See..." Father Aryan said expressionlessly.
Geralt asked puzzled, "Father Aryan, isn't undead magic useless magic? How could he hurt my housekeeper? It's impossible?"
Father Aryan glanced at him, "Undead magic does not have much combat effectiveness, but that refers to relative professions at the same level..."
In other words, it meant that his butler was really poor.
Geralt was speechless for a while. His butler was at least at the intermediate level of a trainee, and he was no longer an ordinary person. Of course, he didn't dare to say this in front of the priest.
Father Aryan thought for a while and said, "Although this necromancer is still a child and poses no threat to us, it is the glorious mission of our Holy See to eliminate the evil in the world. Heretics like the necromancer must be purified..."
"We don't care what happens in the Roland Empire, but in the Holy Roman Empire, necromancers must never appear..." Father Aryan spoke resoundingly.
"God of light..." Geralt said piously, "Father Aryan, I will take you to see the place where what happened last night."
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The tragedy that happened by the small river last night could not be hidden from others, but the residents of the small town. For a while, the whole town became lively, and people gathered around the stone bridge to point and point.
On the stone bridge of Maple Leaf Town, more than 20 guards of the Holy See came slowly. They were dressed in uniforms of red and white, and they were the main guard force of the Holy Cathedral in Shining Gold Town. In order to eliminate the necromancer, Aryan sent them Also brought out.
By the small river, Father Aryan, the guard of the Holy See, carefully observed the headless body of the brown-haired man, and then said, "This is a fatal knife, and the incision is smooth, but this alone does not prove that it was done by the Necromancer, but it seems to be a deadly knife." The handiwork of a thief or a swordsman."
Father Aryan turned to the body of the man in black again, "The four swords penetrated from different angles, it seems that the assassins cooperated tacitly, but this also proves nothing..."
"There is no evidence, there is no conclusive evidence at all..." Priest Aryan pondered for a while, then he turned his head and said to a guard of the Holy See, "Call me a townsman who is familiar with him..."
"Yes... Father..."
After a while, the chubby Aunt Susan stood in front of Father Aryan. It was the first time she saw such a big man, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
"That kid's name is Ron, and he's been here for a long time?" Father Aryan said pleasantly.
"Yes, Father, he has been here with a wandering old man for more than ten years..." Aunt Susan replied honestly.
"Then let me ask you, have you seen him practice undead magic?" Father Aryan asked.
"What is undead magic?" Aunt Susan didn't understand.
"Uh, that's..." Priest Aryan didn't know what to say, and thought for a while and said, "Is there any strange behavior, such as a skeleton appearing beside him?"
Father Aryan's words were full of guidance.
"Not this one!"
"Really?" Father Aryan didn't believe it.
"No! If you don't believe me, the priest can ask other townspeople, they are very familiar with Ron." Aunt Susan thought for a while, "But there are strange behaviors. He goes to Fenglin Ancient Road every afternoon. The wind and rain never change."
"Huh?" Arya captured this sensitively, "What is he doing there?"
"I'm not sure. I heard that he wants to be a teacher and learn magic. Oh, yes, his dream is to become a great magician." Aunt Susan said with a smile. "Stop the passing magicians and beg them to teach me magic. Only a child like Ron can come up with such a naive idea..."
Father Aryan nodded expressionlessly, "Oh, I see, you can go back."