Chapter 42: I Heard Her Voice

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 Seeing Herodotus approaching Reeves step by step, the high priest finally panicked. He shrank back and shouted, "You can't kill me! I am the high priest. Kill me. How can you tell other priests and believers

Do they explain?!"

"On the contrary, only if you, teacher, die can you give an explanation to others. As you, teacher, said yourself, this time the church's collapse in Green Field requires a significant person to stand up and take responsibility." Herodot

De said softly.

Perhaps because he felt the crisis, High Priest Reeves' attitude gradually softened and he changed his words, "I can take responsibility, as long as you don't kill me."

"But... if I don't kill you, teacher, with your connections and influence in the church, I'm afraid the person who will die will be me." Herodotus kept walking and had already forced the old priest into a corner.

High Priest Reeves was really anxious now, and his legs began to tremble.

The older a person gets, the more afraid of death they become. What’s more, as one of the seven people who control the Silver Moon Church, High Priest Reeves stands at the top of the power and enjoys happiness every day that ordinary people can’t even imagine.

I can't bear to die.

He had completely put down his previous airs and said in an almost pleading tone, "No, I can swear to Pisiya that I will never make things difficult for you again in the future."

Seeing that Herodotus was indifferent, he played the emotional card again, "Do you still remember the first time we met? At that time, you had just reached my chest. The first time I saw you, I was convinced that you would have something great in the future.

A great achievement…”

"Teacher." Herodotus interrupted the old priest, "Whether you believe it or not, from my personal point of view, my gratitude to you is still greater than my resentment. As you said, I can

Everything I am today is inseparable from your help. I became the high priest at the age of just over a hundred years old. Even if I am only responsible for managing the defenders and dealing with the darkness, it is enough to make many people envious."

"Then let the teacher live." When High Priest Reeves heard this, his face also showed a hint of joy, "The teacher can be your dog. With my connections in the church, whatever you want to do will be very easy in the future.

"

"But today's matter has nothing to do with personal grudges." Herodotus was a little disappointed. "It's already at this time. Teacher, why don't you believe that not everyone is as selfish as you? I'm just doing what I have to do."

The thing is, it’s not that I want you to die, it’s the goddess who wants you to die!”

As Herodotus spoke, he had already waved the knife in his hand. However, in the face of death, the old priest also burst out with an unprecedented survival instinct, as if he was fifty years younger.

He leaned over and dodged the knife.

Herodotus's knife grazed his scalp and pierced into the wall, but only cut off a strand of the old priest's white hair. At the same time, High Priest Reeves also began to scream, calling to the guardian outside the door.

But no matter how loud he shouted, no one came in.

On the other side, Herodotus had already unhurriedly pulled out the knife again. The old priest wanted to escape again, but this time he was directly grabbed by his hair by his disciple.

High Priest Reeves screamed like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, "You are lying, the goddess can't speak at all! She has never delivered an oracle to anyone! She doesn't care about earthly things at all!

"

"Yes, she can speak, but you can't hear her, teacher." Herodotus said firmly, "But I can hear that she chose me to be the savior."

As the young priest spoke, he moved the knife to the throat of High Priest Reeves.

He was obviously doing the most bloody and violent things, but the expression on his face and the posture of his body revealed a sense of sacred ritual.

At the last moment of his life, the old priest seemed to have thought of something. The child shrank suddenly and lost his voice, "You, did you take the essence of the moon that controls the defenders and suck it yourself! That thing will make you

Hallucinations, but..."

Before High Priest Reeves could finish speaking, his throat had been slit, and blood flowed down the wound on his neck. He stretched out his hand to hold it down, but it was already too late.

The old priest covered his neck and crawled for a short distance, and finally fell to the ground motionless, completely breathless.

Herodotus stood up, took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood off the knife, and then turned to look at the other side of the room.

The maid who had served High Priest Reeves had been standing there, witnessing everything that had just happened from beginning to end, but she did not make a sound or run away.

Herodotus nodded, "You're pretty good. What's your name?"

"Ruby."

"Ruby, High Priest Reeves is dead. Please follow me from now on."

Upon hearing this, Ruby immediately bowed and said, "Master, I will definitely serve you well in the future."

"No, no, I don't have the same hobby as a teacher." Herodotus shook his head and said, "Ruby, I need you to do something for me. I am surrounded by men who are good at killing people with swords and guns.

OK, but you can’t do this kind of... detailed work. I want you to look after someone for me, and it’s best to become friends with her, a very, very good friend, can you do it?”

"Of course, I have been taught what to do to please men since I was a child." Ruby puffed out her chest.

"Oh, you misunderstood. The friend I'm talking about is a woman, about the same age as you, and she used to be a maid like you. I think there should be something in common between the two of you."

"I also know how to please a woman."

"Perfect." Herodotus said, putting away the knife, "Do you have anything else to tidy up?"

"there is none left."

"Then go find some clothes to wear and let's get out of here."

After Herodotus finished speaking, he stepped over the body of his mentor and walked outside the house.

A group of black-armored cavalry there had knocked down all the guards and seized their weapons. Herodotus did not make things difficult for them, he just said to them.

"Because of what happened in Luye, the teacher felt ashamed to face the believers and church colleagues behind him, and wanted to die to apologize. Although I tried my best to dissuade him, the teacher had a strong temper and finally took advantage of my unpreparedness to make a choice.

I committed suicide and tried my best, but I couldn't save him.

"The maid Ruby was also present at the time. She is the main witness. I will take her back for a proper interrogation."

All the nurses looked at me and I looked at you, their faces were full of shock and suspicion, but in the end no one dared to say anything.

They have all experienced the power of those black-armored cavalry. One of them can beat three or four of them. Besides, the employer is dead, so there is no point in trying to perform now. In the end, they can only watch Herodotus and

Ruby walked away.


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