North of the Holy City, this is a place comparable to Nolan's former Squirrel Street.
That is where the poor people who migrated from all over the place lived. In the era that the Pope once ruled, these poor people should have been driven away by the Crusaders, but they were left here under the advice of the Holy Maiden.
An area where the poor gather was temporarily established outside the walls of the Holy City.
Messiah hid in the corner of the holy city and watched the hooded Helolia in the distance.
Now the season of the Holy City is approaching the end of winter, and the city is actually far less prosperous than Nolan, so these marginal poor are basically on the verge of enduring cold winter and hunger.
"That's all right."
After healing a poor man's frostbite with pale golden light overflowing from her hand, Heluria gave him a kind smile.
Maybe in this cold winter of death, meeting such a "good-hearted person" is just as indistinguishable as meeting a god.
But in fact, many poor people are indeed devoutly surrounding Heluria and praying for blessings.
A long time ago, Messi should have been very relieved to see this scene, but now Messi has a strange feeling in his heart.
She has gained so much knowledge on the caster forum, and learned so much inside information about the Holy Land, that even Messi herself can't pray to the gods naively now.
Thinking of this, Messiah shook his head and expelled the strange thoughts in his mind. He used his "third eye" to look around, looking for those who were trying to be detrimental to Heluria.
But Helolia's rescue operation was very successful. When Helolia quietly left, Messiah also saw many poor people kneeling in the snow and praying to the sky.
"The recorded picture this time is quite successful."
Helolia came to Messiah's side, and the camera floated around her and fell into Helolia's hands.
"Lord Hololia, do you really care about those who are suffering, and are you just recording your charity?"
After a moment of hesitation, Messiah asked another question that might offend the Holy Maiden.
"Huh? Messiah, as far as I know, you won't ask these strange questions." Helolia looked up and down the female knight: "It seems that the magic net has indeed changed you."
"I... I'm sorry, Lord Heloria is me... I've asked too many questions."
Misa realized her fault after saying this, she shook her head and didn't understand what happened to her.
"It's nothing, I help those poor people just to shoot those pictures and gain their faith. If it wasn't for these, I wouldn't be interested in coming to the slums."
Heluria's straightforward answer made Messi instantly stunned.
"Humans will only be grateful and have faith when they accept alms when they suffer." Helolia looked at the particles gathered in her hands.
This shimmering particle comes from the power of belief of the poor. Messi cannot see these rays of light, but for Heloria, although the number of these rays of light is not large, they are more solid than the beliefs of those inhabitants in the Holy City. much more.
"I should have revealed it to you, Messiah." Heluria's golden pupils exuded a dim light. "The believers in the holy city's longing and belief in God are my strength. I need these things, so I will do anything to get them. , even in cooperation with the devil."
Messiah listened to Heluria's words, and the last sentence "cooperating with the devil" was enough for her to be on the side of the Pope, but now Messiah is not as naive as before.
"But Lord Heloria, you still saved those poor people," Messiah said.
"Of course, they are the source of my strength. If I die, I will be distressed." Heluria smiled, and then took Messi's hand, "Don't think too much, it's time to go to the next place. "
"Wait a minute, Lord Hololia."
But at this moment, Messia suddenly pulled back Hololia, who had not walked a few steps, and the saber hidden in her waist was also unsheathed at this moment.
The long sword drawn by Misai cut off the arrows shot from above, but there was a sharp blade made of magic power behind the arrows. Misai's armor and arm were instantly cut by the sharp blade, and blood spurted out of it. .
"Lord Hololia, we must get out of here."
The whereabouts of Helolia's outing this time are absolutely confidential, but it is clear that an assassin has already known about Helolia's outing.
"Anyone from the original Inquisition of Heresy?" Heluria looked at the arrow that fell to the ground, surrounded by a little gray mist. "This is the second time today."
"the second time?"
Messiah did not expect the Inquisition's attack to come so quickly.
"I'm fine here, Messiah go and catch him." Heluria said softly.
"But..." Messiah saw Heluria's expression, which was completely different from when he was dealing with the poor before, it was a dangerous coldness.
"clear."
After Messiah accepted Heloria's order, Heloria's hand overflowed with pale golden light and poured into Messiah's body.
At the moment when the wound on his body was healed by the radiance, Messi felt an unknown power surging in his body, and his body was so light that he wanted to float.
"This will protect you from the mental attack of those judges. I have given you enough power, go to Messiah." Heluria said.
Misa nodded, then jumped lightly and easily came to the roof.
The female knight relied on her "third eye" to instantly find the attacker's location. There were two people in total...
With the blessing of Hololia, Messiah spent nearly half an hour battering the other person, catching one of the attackers at the cost of his own serious injuries.
Messi returned to Heluria with the attacker who was bound by the magic of the Holy Light system.
The attacker was wrapped in a shabby cloak. When Misa pulled the cloak off, what was exposed in the air was an old man over 100 years old. His face was full of filth marks, and he looked like a member of the slum.
"Take off your disguise, Inquisitor." Heluria stared at the attacker with pale golden pupils.
But the attacker didn't answer Heluria, just let out a strange laugh... Heluria sighed slightly, snapped her fingers, and a translucent figure suddenly appeared on her body.
"Lord Helolia, is that... a banshee?" Messi looked at the undead floating behind Helolia in disbelief, who was definitely the mortal enemy of the Holy Light.
"That chaotic demon gave me inspiration, what's it called? Spirit-based attacks are very useful for judges." After Heluria said this, she covered her ears, and the banshee behind her screamed. of howling.
When the attacker heard it, he covered his ears and struggled on the ground. It didn't take long for him to become a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.
"It's really an adventure. I didn't expect to meet you here, Bishop Cobler."
Hololia looked at the middle-aged man who was lying in front of her. He was once one of the bishops of the Holy Land, and even had the status of the Legion Commander of the Crusaders, but unfortunately... He is also a Judge.
"Being defeated by your friend's apprentice, are those crazy thoughts trying to slow you down?"
"..." The attacker did not speak, lying on the ground in silence.
"I don't have time to chat with you, what are you guys planning in the Holy City? Where is the hiding place! Tell me now." Helolia said.
This question of Hololia made Messi stunned for a moment. She remembered that Hololia should completely clear the Inquisition of Heresy...
But it is very simple to hide in the holy city with the power of the judges.
The attacker still didn't answer, just let out a somewhat mocking laugh.
"Herolia-sama, you..."
Suddenly, Heluria snatched the long sword from Messiah's hand and stabbed the attacker who fell to the ground in the arm, but the other party still kept his mouth tightly shut and didn't even cry.
"I forgot that after you turned into monsters, even your senses became dull." The light in Heloria's pale golden pupils was a bit penetrating, she lowered her voice and said, "What about memory? Bishop Keberon, although you didn't tell anyone else. , but I know clearly, you married a wife fifteen years ago in the holy city of Xicheng, right? And there are two children, a boy and a girl, and the girl seems to want to join my choir."
"Herolia!"
Finally, the attacker roared out with an angry voice, but Heluria suddenly turned the long sword in her hand, and the sound of the flesh being stirred resounded in the alley.
Messia stared blankly at this scene, her inner justice should let her stand up and stop Heluria from doing so, but...
"I know that your judges are planning to sacrifice the souls of the entire holy city! Tell me, what method is used for this plan! Where is the core of the sacrificial circle!"
Helolia's next sentence made Messi stunned there. She looked at Helolia in front of her with some bewilderment, and the whole alley was filled with a hysterical atmosphere.
"Even if I tell you, I'll die." The attacker struggled for a while, only then did Messi notice the dense magic inscriptions around his neck "Everything is over! There is no hope! It's all your fault. These idiots unleashed it... this city, you, me... no one can escape!"
The attacker let out a frantic laugh as he spoke, and Heluria raised the long sword in her hand expressionlessly.
"My Lady!" Messiah wanted to stop Heluria, but instead of killing the judge, she stunned him to the ground with the hilt of her sword.
"Take him back to the basement of the cathedral. I remember that the torture chamber has not been demolished." Helolia wiped the blood on her hands, and at this moment she noticed Messiah's shocked expression.
The female knight still couldn't believe what she had just experienced.
"Missai, do you want to choose to save him alone, or choose to let the people of the entire holy city die together?"
Heloria sensed Missai's thoughts and asked with her shaky eyes.
"My duty... is to protect you, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, and the people of the Holy City." Messiah muttered to himself, and then suddenly he looked at Helolia and asked, "But Lord Helolia, you should Don't you really care about those people?"
"Of course I care. I have already said it. They are the source of my strength. If they are all dead, where can I find so many devout believers to the God of Light?"
Hololia threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground and put on a warm smile again.
"But it's better to heal your injury now, Messi."
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Nolan, Hearthstone Tavern.
"Did you use perfume?"
Ciri, who was eating dinner, suddenly raised her head to look at Joshua who was standing beside her.
How could this girl's nose be as sensitive as that of a beast.
Joshua felt that he could no longer smell the fragrance of the Pharos Flower.
"No, it's Carroll's child. Mrs. Caesar took her to live in Nolan for a few days, you should know?" Joshua said frankly.
"I met her when I was playing Minecraft at noon today." Ciri said that she instantly entered a state of alertness, but the girl still chose to change the subject: "Speaking of the movie "The Shawshank Redemption" What is the plan? When are you shooting?"
"I'm amazed that you would love that movie script."
Qiao Xiu looked at Ciri's stare-like eyes, and she was sure that she was also looking forward to the release of "The Shawshank Redemption".
"Although I can't figure out what the movie is trying to convey, the plot is really interesting," Ciri said.
"Just tomorrow, I hope to finish filming before the next Nolan portal opens."
Joshua gave Ciri the meat from his dinner, and the magic power strengthened the physique of the human beings in this world. A girl like Ciri, whose magical talent is inhuman, belongs to the kind of girl who doesn't get fat no matter what she eats. type.
"Next time the portal opens, I discussed the Oscars with my mentor today." Ciri said suddenly.
"What about discussing that?"
The Oscars, Grammys, and Pulitzers that Joshua mentioned before are just a concept, and there is no good way to implement them.
Because there are so few movies released now, and there are very few actors that the audience knows well.
"My mentor said that it seems that it can be held together with the award ceremony of the Skjerona Award, which can also increase the attention of some young people."
"That's the weirdest idea I've ever heard."
Joshua knew that the archetype of the Skjerona Prize was the Nobel Prize on Earth.
It's really strange that the top prizes in the sciences and the top prizes in the arts are given out together.
"But it can still be implemented. I will find a time to go to the Council of Sages and ask."
Qiao Xiu felt that this was an excellent opportunity to take the entertainment culture under his command to a higher level.