At the same time as the midnight bell rang, Jenkins felt a sudden burst of light in his heart, and the ability light spots automatically appeared in front of his eyes. The most central ones were green [contact therapy] and purple [unknown way forward], which symbolized the origin of the soul.
At this moment, the red light spot represented by [Twin Devils] is automatically added to the center, and the three green, red, and purple spots form a perfect equilateral triangle.
"I remembered, this is the legend of the Asiyashi family - twin demons!"
I don't know who shouted, but in the middle of the square. There is only one empty armor left, still standing there.
The red and blue moon finally emerged from behind the dark clouds, and the strange colors illuminated the square in the dark night. A faint golden light descended from the sky, and the living Bestower drew a holy emblem on his chest at the same time. The fine golden light spots merged into itself, and the spirit from the world poured into everyone's body.
Jenkins was wide awake after the anomaly of his Twin Demon abilities ended.
"What did I just do?"
He breathed in the flames, then choked heavily on the smell of sulfur. When the sound of the bell attracted everyone's attention, he took off the armor attached to his body, then activated the cat's elegance and quickly slipped away.
After making a small circle, he merged into the team of the Bestowers, collapsed on the ground and pretended to be unconscious. And at this moment, a gift from the gods descended from the sky. These light spots are the purest spirits. The great writer who has just been promoted to the second level feels that he has taken another step forward.
Zhengshen's gaze had disappeared, and Jenkins had some guesses in his mind. Their appearance should not be because of how dangerous that arm is, but because they want divinity, that is, the golden energy after the arm is torn.
"It's about the same as me."
He closed his eyes and thought in his heart, and felt that someone was calling his name, which seemed to be the voice of a familiar friend in the church. Without opening his eyes, he became worried again, whether the six gods before leaving noticed a drop of divinity falling on him.
"Meow meow meow~ hiccup!"
Chocolate burped, and his small and cute mouth squirmed up and down once. The cat also sneaked some food just now, and now, while thinking about whether it can cheat another drop from its owner, it is also glad that the gods at high latitudes did not have time to pay attention to any creatures on the ground while they were fighting for the priesthood.
Jenkins was really tired today, looking at that huge arm almost made him collapse, coupled with the pressure of using that half-blessed, half-sly thing, he closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously past.
The body seemed to have fallen into a mist, and vaguely, a familiar figure appeared in the distance of the mist.
"Sage?"
He thought in a daze.
"Sage!"
Jenkins immediately realized the situation, and he couldn't move. The sound of the hymn in the ear is even louder, and the thoughts of praising knowledge and praising the sage appear in my mind along with the music.
The familiar feeling reappeared, the same spot on the forehead was kissed again.
At the same time, a strange woman's voice appeared in his ears, not in the common language, not in the Rocky language, and he was not even sure if there was a voice: "You are doing very well."
"Ah~"
Jenkins finally screamed, crazy knowledge poured into his mind, and boundless illusions and weird and meaningless patterns flashed before his eyes.
The voice of the Great One completely shattered his last consciousness.
(Chocolate digesting... )
"Unfamiliar ceiling."
Jenkins turned his head, it wasn't him who had just spoken.
"You said last time that you should say this first thing after waking up."
The old man shrugged his shoulders, put down the teacup, picked up a wooden box next to him, and pushed open the lid of the box. There were some colored particles like sugar inside.
Carefully spoon some of the granules into the water, give it a stir and the granules dissolve immediately.
Jenkins took the cup with a severe headache, looked at the small parchment-like carving on the handle, and immediately realized that this was the church.
After taking a sip, the sour and bitter tastes are transmitted from the taste buds to the brain at the same time. He resisted the disgusting taste and swallowed the saliva. The warm feeling spread from his chest to his limbs, and his head, which was still in pain, immediately woke up.
"Don't waste a single drop. This is a special product of the Kingdom of Kleve that has been specially processed. One pound of Dorika candy is worth 30,000 gold pounds."
"What is Clever Kingdom?"
Jenkins frowned and endured the disgusting taste, but his hand holding the cup was very steady, which was several times the price of chocolate.
"In the north of the Kingdom, a small country sandwiched between us and the Hampawa Kingdom, the main income is this sugar. For ordinary people, after processing, this is an extremely precious health food that can maintain the body. For For the benefactor, the specially processed Dolica candy has a warming effect on the soul and spirit."
As the old man spoke, he looked at the box in his hand with some heartache.
"This kind of thing has a price but no market. These are all the church has in Nolan Diocese. Miss Bevanna sent back a letter saying that you can use it as you like."
"Send a letter? How long have I been asleep? Is the book festival over?"
He hurriedly asked, he couldn't miss the promise to the professor and Hathaway, he only had these friends.
"What did the sage mean just now?"
He thought again, looking at the elegant copper gas lamps hanging on the surrounding walls, the nun who passed by holding the quilt nodded to the sick Jenkins, Jenkins smiled, and she immediately ran away blushing.
"Why are you blushing? That's weird, wait, isn't this a cultist, or a criminal, too?"
He thought strangely, and for some reason, he thought of Hathaway again, and some strange thoughts flooded into his heart:
"She doesn't like me, does she? Miss nun's vision shouldn't be so bad."
The one I saw in the dream just now is undoubtedly the sage, that kind of great existence cannot be mistaken. The sage has a nice attitude towards himself, but that sentence...
"She found me?"
"You have only slept for a day. Now almost all the bestowers of the Orthodox Church in the entire continent know that there is a large-scale divine grace incident in Nolan City. I really envy you. All the bestowers present last night accepted the divine grace Well, the great ones are very satisfied with this. How long has it been since this happened, what did you do?"
"I don't know either."
Jenkins muttered to himself, leaned back, and carefully huddled in the corner, lest he be caught by Captain Bincy who rushed in or someone else.
As for the grace of the gods, it is probably because they have gained a lot of divinity that the righteous gods handed out some bonuses to their believers on the ground.
PS: Ask for everything at the beginning of the month.