"That fat man strangled my neck like this, and I felt like I couldn't breathe at all... His arms were so thick that I couldn't pull it away no matter how hard I reached out-"

"I thought I was dead at the time because no one could help me. Booker rushed up and died. If anyone moves a little bigger, I'm afraid my head will land in the next second..."

"The arrow shot too quickly...I just saw a black shadow..."

In the early morning, such conversation sounded like a gussettlement in the monastery. At first, the sound was not loud, but later there were more people watching, and the tone became exaggerated like a minstrel telling a story.

Ryan talked endlessly about his experience in the assassination. Speaking of which, although he had repeated these things no less than five times in two days, every time he repeated them, he was still full of passion.

However, unlike the previous "showing off", Ryan's words had already brought obvious "awe" in his words - especially his attitude towards "archers", which had changed from "brainless blackness" to "brainless fan", and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

As for the previous argument with Booker about what Wolf Cavalry was shot to death...

"If the arrow can shoot to this level, there is a suitable angle and attack opportunity, let alone ten wolf cavalrymen, thirty are no problem!"

When Ryan said this, he still touched his side face, as if he was deeply moved by the arrow that almost shot through his head, and of course he was more excited about this amazing art industry.

"You don't know how fast the firing rate is. When the assassin chasing Sally is targeted, it's completely difficult to move!"

"Smack it! The interval is the same, so I can be sure that there is only one person shooting the archery...Sally she - uh?Sally? Where are you going?"

When Ryan described the arrow speed of the arrow, Sally was walking by with two dark circles. Her haggard appearance scared all the monks. However, after being stopped by Ryan, she did not stop to talk and waved her hand and said, "I'll go find Bishop Benjamin, you guys will talk first..."

Ryan wanted to say something, but when he saw Sally absent-minded, he finally gave up and turned around to continue talking about how accurate the arrow shot was.

The atmosphere of the monastery is quiet, with roses planted on both sides of the stone road. It is September, and the roses that have bloomed since May have now basically withered, without the intoxicating taste brought by the flowers in full bloom.

In the past, Sally liked the pleasure of walking in this corridor - but today her steps were a little rapid, and the bone dice in her hand was soaked with sweat. After clarifying her thoughts, she put the dice in her robe pocket, then took a deep breath, pushed open the back door of the church, and walked in.

In addition to the largest public lecture hall in the central area, the church also has a library that is not small and is only open to the interior of the monastery. The other one remaining is the "office" where Bishop Benjamin handles official duties. If there is no urgent matter on weekdays, Bishop Benjamin will handle the daily management of the monastery here.

Sally walked along the corridor, and when she came to the gate of the bishop's office, she heard some conversation coming from the half-open door-

"The Bishop of the Superintendent attaches great importance to this square speech, so he requires that all preparations be made in advance. It is difficult to find rose petals at this time, so you can go to Jige Town to transfer a batch..."

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

"About the guards, be sure to pay attention to..."

Priest Ethan in the room was discussing with the bishop about the arrangements for the Bishop Rubens to come to Hollier City. Sally listened and felt a little calmer. After the conversation between the two raised their hands and knocked on the door lightly.

Priest Ethan turned around and saw Sally, as if she understood the purpose of her coming here. After ceremonializing the bishop, he turned around and left. Before leaving, he smiled at Sally - and Sally, who walked into the room, seemed a little nervous.

However, others would not know that her "negative" was actually pretending. Although she was a little confused before, when she stepped into this room, Sally was actually extremely calm. Just to make her plan successful, she had to enter the "state" and deal with everything that followed.

Because Sally understood that her next conversation with Bishop Benjamin could even directly determine Roddy's fate.

"Oh? Sally, you're here."

Bishop Benjamin sat at the wide wooden table, without any surprise in his words.

His face was filled with parchment paper and ancient books—song of research scrolls on the categories of magical blessings, punishments and restoration, etc., with profound content. The house was not big, and the decoration was simple and simple. The wooden furniture was simple and practical. There was no thick velvet carpet commonly used by the nobles on the ground, but only flat stone slabs. On the wall next to it, there were also words engraved by the first bishop when the monastery was established: "Spiritual Home".

"Sir Bishop, I...I want to ask you about some things."

Sally's voice was timid, completely different from her calm command when she was facing the assassination.

"Sit down first," Benjamin got up from his armchair and signaled Sally to sit aside, then walked out from behind the desk and sat opposite her and asked, "Now, tell me your question?"

Ordinary people may not understand what such details mean, but Sally understands that the Bishop does not want to sit behind the desk to bring unnecessary pressure to herself. She secretly admires the old man's meticulous style of doing things, clears her throat and says, "Biography, the identity of those assassins... I think I probably have some ideas."

This is the first test.

As hesitated, Sally secretly glanced at Benjamin, but found that the other party was just squinting his eyes slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not show much interest, but just replied: "What?"

Testing failed.

Sally bit her lip and lowered her head and said, "Of course, that's just speculation. What I want to say is... the shooter who killed the assassin..."

This is the second test.

But Bishop Benjamin still had no expressions, nodded and said, "Oh, you said that guy, I have some opinions about him."

“Uh——see…view?”

Unexpectedly, Benjamin would say this, Sally's plan was disrupted directly. She looked up at the bishop, but then realized that she seemed to be overreacting and whispered: "Are you going to catch him..."

"Ha, a ranger with great skills, with a transcendent archery and good skills." Benjamin said with a smile, "If you catch it, it will take some effort."

This made Sally's heart tighten. What she was most worried about was this result. Just as she was about to open her mouth and say something, she found Benjamin waved her hand and continued: "Sally, when you suddenly appeared in the monastery and told me that you were in crisis, I probably understood who would have put such a heavy hand on you. Although you didn't tell me openly, it was not difficult to guess, right?"

"As for that guy, silence in front of me, the meaning is naturally very obvious - the Sagittarius doesn't want me to vent my anger on your family, I can imagine this."

"Although his approach is not very favorable, obviously, he is willing to do this for you, so I can only say that there is nothing wrong with it."

"Ha... I'm blatantly silenced my mouth. Most people may not be able to do this kind of thing." The old man closed his eyes slightly and said with emotion: "It can be seen that he cares a lot about you."

Benjamin's attitude was obviously to "openly and honestly" talk to Sally, and he did not mean to use the bishop's airs to suppress others, but the content of the words made Sally's head "buzz" and he was a little stunned.

He cares about you very much.

When such words were said directly, the shock to Sally was unimaginable - although she had thought about this possibility before, she always felt that it was her subjective judgment and could not count. After all, her vague expectation for Roddy was always hidden in her heart and did not dare to look directly at it. But when Bishop Benjamin pointed out all this directly, she could no longer hide this emotion, and her heart was instantly filled with some inexplicable joy. The sweet feeling made her feel her whole body tremble slightly...

"This bastard...it seems to really care about me."

But thinking about her current situation, Sally immediately suppressed this emotion. In the eyes of others, she just lowered her head and her eyes flashed, but the subtle changes in her expression when she raised her head were still a little changed.

Bishop Benjamin's expression was calm, and he didn't seem to notice all this. He just turned his eyes slightly, looked at the quiet view outside the window behind the desk, and continued, "I know you may know that guy, so I haven't ordered an investigation directly in the past two days, but Sally, you should know that although he did this to help me, it's impossible for the monastery to let him go so easily."

After hearing this, Sally immediately realized that she had lost the initiative without realizing it and was dominated by Benjamin.

But at this time she had no choice but to hesitate: "He...I do know him, and-"

"The monastery will send people to investigate, and this is something that must be done."

Bishop Benjamin interrupted her and then said in a helpless tone: "You should have heard that the Supervisor is coming. There can be no trouble now. This is the case in your family, and that is the same for your friend... However, if you can tell me some of his information, the Temple will naturally not cause trouble for him again, and if you can, you will regard him as a friend."

"Is this...real?"

She raised her head and didn't realize that she had accidentally stepped into a trap - care was a mess. The scene of Roddy being roasted to death by the stolen rack appeared in her mind again and again. She was really afraid that things would be as uncontrollable as she imagined. In addition, Bishop Benjamin's "never traitorous" character guaranteed that she was far less cunning than the bishop, and finally she was defeated in this confrontation...

However, such failure only lost the initiative. When Sally left the room, she felt that she had achieved her original goal - the heavy feeling in her heart finally dissipated and her steps became much lighter.

"Rody will blame me for doing this..." She muttered herself, but immediately thought of a solution - "Hurry up and let him come to the monastery to explain to him in person, after all, the bishop promised not to tell others."

Thinking that he could finally meet the other party in the monastery with justification, Sally's heartbeat accelerated for no reason, and the sweet feeling in her heart seemed to become stronger. But what followed was endless anger towards her brother - "Hmph, my dear brother, wait."

After resolving Roddy's crisis, he remembered to take revenge. When such a thing happened, Sally herself did not realize what it meant...

But when she left the corridor with her small fists clenched, she didn't notice that the serious Bishop Benjamin, who was shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Although I don't want to stop it, the temple is not allowed to get married. Sally, letting you understand this earlier will not harm you."
Chapter completed!