Marvalho appeared in front of Karen, smiling.

Karen felt slightly helpless and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Marvalho asked.

Karen shook his head, not wanting to answer.

Marvalho finally understood and said: "We must get used to being honest before God."

"You mean the elders who live on the stars are usually naked? After all, they are recognized as the people closest to God."

"This is a temple." Marvalho reminded, "Don't make such jokes after you leave this barrier."

"I know."

"hehe."

"What's wrong?" Karen asked.

Marvalho replied: "Try to imagine the scene you just mentioned."

"Your reflex arc is really long."

"Reflex arc?" Marvalho understood, "The main reason is that no one dares to make such a joke to me."

"After all, you have a distinguished status."

"Go to the last process, it will be over soon, and then I will take you for a walk around the temple. This is a rare opportunity. In the eyes of outsiders, the temple and the divine religion are one, but in fact they are two

A separate operating system, unless you have special status or special approval, will not be able to enter at all."

"OK."

Marvalho raised his hand, and a starry sky appeared above him, followed by a majestic pressure.

Karen raised his head and saw a black scythe floating in the sky - [Scythe of War].

"Use [Scythe of War] to 'scan' to clear the 'sight'."

"Oh, so that's it."

This feels really like ultraviolet disinfection.

[Scythe of War] cast a radiance like the moon, shining on Karen.

At this moment, Karen felt a stabbing pain in his chest, but he still resisted any change in his expression.

Because Karen knew very well that this pain did not come from the body but from the feedback of the soul. The main reason was that the last time he borrowed the [Scythe of War] to chop his soul, it left a shadow deep in the soul.

At the same time, Karen had to restrain the activity of the [War Scythe] in his conscious space. At this time, it suddenly became excited, like a little chicken seeing an old hen.

"Okay, it's over." Marvalho clapped his hands, "Just wait a little longer and I'll have someone arrange for you to wash up."

"Is that okay?"

"Of course, you're welcome."

Marvalho's figure disappeared. He returned to reality first, raised his head, and looked at a star above through the damaged ceiling. On that star was a temple dedicated to the [Scythe of War].

I didn't feel wrong just now. When your light shone on him, I seemed to sense a sense of closeness emanating from you.

Although he has the mark left by me on his body, and he can borrow your power when using [Black Prison Castle], there are many people with this mark, but you have no extra closeness to them.

Marvalho hesitated and ultimately did not include this detail in the report.

Because a report is likely to directly affect a person's future and destiny, and he knows better what a complete artifact means to the divine religion and the temple.

In short, he was showing some favoritism. After all, he didn't want to see the gray-haired Karen sweeping the floor with a broom in the temple dedicated to [Scythe of War] sixty years later;

Then he hunched over and said to himself in a hoarse voice:

"You're here."

…

The woman who led Karen in before continued reading with a book in her right hand. She threw a brand new set of God of Order robes over with her left hand and pointed to the open-air pool in front:

"Wash yourself."

"Um, I want to ask where Mr. Auggie is?"

"Sent to treatment."

"My cat?"

"Your cat? Isn't he here?"

"Not here."

"You wash up first, and I'll go look it up."

"OK."

Karen sat in the pool and began to take a bath. The water in the pool was very warm, and there was a magic stone placed in the center below, which played a better role than a hot spring.

"Meow!"

While washing, a black cat fell from the sky.

"Plop!"

Pu'er fell into the pool.

Karen stretched out his hand to lift it up. The black cat looked at Karen angrily, with a wild and untamable expression written on its face.

"I found it, and it's for you." The woman's voice came again, "Take good care of your pets, this is not the outside."

"OK, thanks."

After the woman left, Karen reached out and grabbed Pu'er's tail, and at the same time "awakened" Pu'er through a symbiotic contract.

Previously, Pu'er had a premonition that he would be examined next, so he "sealed" himself in advance. Now, following Karen's call, Pu'er closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.

Its hair began to become fine, its eyes regained their intelligence, it swung its tail, simply turned its body back, lay directly on the water and started paddling with its tail.

"Is it over, meow?"

"Well, it's over."

"Can you go home?"

"It seems that it will be a while before Marvalho wants to take me around here."

"Then let's take a stroll." Pu'er rowed circles in the pool, "I want to take a stroll too, it's very big here."

"Have you been here?"

"No, I've been to the Valley of Samsara, but I've never been here. It's not easy to come in."

"Too."

The environment of Samsara Valley is actually semi-public. You can go there if you can afford a boat ticket, and its temple is also deep.

The Temple of Order has expanded this scope to include all of the "Valley of Samsara".

After taking a shower, putting on a new divine robe, and packing his things, Karen took Pu'er and walked out.

Outside, Marvalho was already waiting, and beside him stood the old man Liszt.

Liszt's eyes first fell on Pu'er, then immediately looked at Karen and asked: "Can you cook fish?"

"Do you want to eat?"

"certainly!"

"Then please give me a kitchen."

"Haha, okay, yes, no problem, I just like outstanding young people like you!"

"Where are the other two old gentlemen?" Karen asked politely.

After all, he had only come into contact with them since he entered the temple.

"One has been sent to the hospital, and the other is packing his luggage at home. The official transfer letter has been received. He is going to the Land of Broken Stars to study the mystery of the demise of the Star Glory Cult."

"Then will he come to have dinner together?" Karen asked.

"He would like to come and have a breakup dinner with us, but we don't dare to eat with him. If he gets moved by the situation and says something he shouldn't say at the dinner table, we will all have to go there to do research on unpopular topics.

"

The old man made no secret of his rejection of his "colleague, the god of plague".

"Oh, that's right."

Liszt seemed to suddenly think of something, and whispered something into Marvalho's ear.

Ma Wa frowned slightly and said, "Isn't this bad?"

"What's wrong? There are real big fish there, and the fish sashimi is delicious, believe me."

"Have you been there?"

"Yeah, I've been there countless times. I also have a small cabin there, which is fully equipped with kitchen utensils and seasonings."
To be continued...