"The information is all here, Nasser, Master." Regana knocked on the door outside the room and walked in, holding a lot of documents in her hand: "There is also a secret letter from the front line."

Nesser had asked her to secretly collect a lot of ghoul information before, but Regana usually collects this information, so it took less time to collect the relevant information.

Naiser took the secret letter first, and did not avoid Regana, so he took it apart and read it.

This secret letter comes from the front line, to be precise, from spies buried in Shengtianyin.

It describes some changes in the Holy Sound Church, such as a large number of church personnel gathering towards the front line, including some "genius" monks, but some monks did not go to the front line, but their whereabouts are unknown, and there are suspected special changes, which need to be solved by these monks.

It also describes a special thing. The Holy Sound Church has recently mobilized some resources, some of which are very noticeable. The spy suspected that these resources were related to the whereabouts of the monks.

"Is it suspected of creating a new magical instrument?" Nasser looked at the list of materials, and most of the materials in it were used for sacrifices and forging.

However, many related resources are being mobilized now, and the most likely thing is to forge new magical instruments.

Nesser put down this secret letter and then focused on the information about ghouls.

Ghouls are a very common alien species, but compared with werewolfs, there is not so much reason for the ghouls' lifestyle.

They usually live in sewers and other places in big cities, or in forests next to the city.

In short, they usually live in groups where human life is difficult to access, but it is convenient for them to contact humans, and their purpose is naturally to human corpses.

For ghouls, they need to eat human flesh every once in a while, preferably the kind with a rotten smell.

"The Legend of Origin of Ghoul..." Naiser looked at the information and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the mountain village of Shengtianyin Kingdom on the other side, Naser was controlling his clone and watching the monks stop in the village.

Now it is getting dark, and monks do not lack divine lighting techniques. However, except for paladins and monks, after removing their faith, normal monks now have no big differences in their bodies from ordinary people.

After a day's journey, they all need to rest, otherwise most of the monks' bodies will fall apart.

As soon as this team of monks brought it, the village's sheriff immediately ran out, wearing inferior armor that was somewhat incompatible and caused by crowding and funny.

The sharp-eyed Nesser even saw the sword he was straddling around his waist. Under the intense movement, a piece of rust paint even fell off. It was obvious that the sword had not been maintained for a long time.

Nesser had once gone to his place to preach, but unfortunately his servant said that the sheriff was busy with business and politely invited Nesser out.

Looking at the house that was incompatible with the village, Nesser did not bother too much at that time, and he preached just to cover up himself.

The sheriff led the team of monks to the village's "small" church, where Nesser is now acquainted.

Although it is just a village church, the frescoes, statues, fountains and other facilities are very sound and the layout is very exquisite, with jewelry and gold and silver embedded in every corner of the church.

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It is still dark now, and the sun's afterglow is still there. Logically speaking, the candlelight will not be very obvious.

Even families in big cities will not light candles at this time. Only those relatively wealthy nobles and wealthy businessmen will light candles at this time.

However, in this church, the candles are brightly lit, and a large number of candles are placed with special candlesticks, and the flames are swaying little by little. Combined with the gold, silver and jewelry embedded in the church, the whole church is like daytime.

The church and the sheriff’s residence can be said to be the brightest place in this village of hundreds of people.

"Dear monks, how about it? This is what I designed specifically with the master, nearby..." The sheriff said with a pleasing voice, and saw the face of the monk in his thirties change.

"It's wartime, why are you so extravagant and wasteful?" The monk pointed at the sheriff and said, "You, hurry up and remove half of the candles, and there are these jewelry, gold and silver, so many are plausible?"

"Sir, forgive me, I will take it off immediately!" The sheriff became extremely frightened and hurriedly led people to remove some of the candlelight, and then took off the jewelry, gold and silver.

He looked at the monk standing there, still not very good-looking, and brought the gold, silver and jewelry to his face with a smile: "I also know that all monks are about to go to the front line, so I will treat these as my support for all the monks who have worked hard on the front line..."

"You're determined." At this time, the monk's face finally softened a little. He waved his hand and asked the people around him to catch the gold, silver and treasures, and then said: "I've been sitting in the carriage for a day and I'm a little tired. Lead the way to rest."

"Okay!" The sheriff climbed up the stairs inside the church with some hilariousness, and then opened the inner door.

"There are still a few monks left in the village." The monk asked, his eyes swept over some places around the church. The sheriff immediately turned his eyes and asked his subordinates to pick the gold, silver and jewelry there, and then respectfully handed them to the monk's entourage.

"There are only three old monks left in the village, and five apprentices... By the way, a self-study monk came yesterday and was affixed to the church, saying that he would leave after completing the preaching in the village." The sheriff said immediately.

He knew very well about the situation in the village, including yesterday Neser went to his place to preach, and he was also in his mansion. The reason why he did not see Neser was just because Neser was just a self-taught monk.

In the entire Holy Heavenly Kingdom, faith is very common. Those with some conditions will buy a book called "The Word of God". If people can strengthen their faith step by step, they may sense the existence of God and attract the power of holy and magic.

Such people who have not been trained in formal seminary schools but can use divine arts are called self-study monks.

Occasionally, some extremely stunning self-study monks will appear, but this requires comparison with the huge self-study crowd. It would be nice to be able to touch the edge of divine arts in your life if countless people call themselves.

Those self-study monks who can stunt for a while are too rare. Compared with the success rate of orthodox monks, the chance of self-study monks is too low, so low that the sheriff doesn't even think that he will meet one.

He checked Naiser's behavior after entering the village, and felt that it was just that, so he asked the servant to use a suitable excuse to send Naiser away, and did not want to waste more energy on the other party. Those words were boring, who would like to hear people explain the words over and over again.

"Do you learn from yourself?" The monk nodded, not caring too much. Every year, a large number of such monks appear, claiming to be a genius and wanting to become a real monk recognized by the church. But after asking, he realized that he could not even be able to guide him in holy power.

Therefore, the church's attitude towards these monks is that since they have become self-taught, then continue to study by themselves. Unless they are really gifted, these will be valued.

Now in wartime, the acceptance of these self-study monks is also increasing. Those monks who are really talented will give some training if they go to the church. Since this monk has not received training, he is probably just ordinary monks who know a little superficial magic.

"Call those monks here, then... bring the self-study monks with you." The monk asked his apprentice, entourage and others to rest, and then asked the sheriff to call Nass over.

Naser followed the team from afar and returned to a single room in the side hall of the church. He was about to "rest" when he saw an old monk in the distance waving to Naser.

This is monk Jerome, who is currently seventy-eight, and he is a monk in garrison in this village.

I don’t know what it was like before, but now I’m old and feel what I feel. So I have become much more friendly in treating people over the years. I have also done some practical things for my reputation. For example, when a self-study monk like Naser was coming to rest, he agreed that Naser successfully moved in.

"Gerry, I'll take you to see someone later. If you perform well, it might be an opportunity. Don't be afraid." Jerome whispered to Nesser.

"Thank you, Monk Jerome, I won't be afraid!" Ness nodded with a smile. As a new monk, he must have a good relationship with his seniors.
Chapter completed!