He actually dislikes this kind of drama of "fighting for power and profit", but in the divine religion, this kind of drama is indispensable.

For example, the organization Whip of Order is actually independent of the church. Its direct leader has always been a senior elder in the temple. Rasma does not know who he is specifically.

In addition, there are many factions in the church formed by different interests or doctrinal understandings. Of course, there are also inheritance families of the Church of Order that are connected by blood. The ancestors of some factions and families are also in the Temple of Order at the moment.

This makes him, the high priest, actually not very meaningful. His power cannot be implemented at all. Many times, you have to become the vase placed on the table.

Rasma lowered her head and continued to trim her nails. At this time, a worker next to him held a shovel and wiped his sweat while treating Rasma as an ordinary priest and smiled:

"Father, I have always had an idea in my mind. I feel that I have never liked interacting with people or troublesome things in life. I want to find a quiet place to find peace in my heart.

So, can I join Christianity?

Or, can I find peace in the church?"

Rasma replied without looking up:

"The more you try to escape something, the more things you will have to face when you enter the church."

Saying that, Rasma smiled again and continued:

"A fish doesn't feel free in a stream. How can it be free by jumping into a smaller fish tank?"

…

"You have to go with me."

Mr. Hoffen pointed at Alfred and said.

Alfred nodded.

"What about you, don't you plan to go with us?" Mr. Hofen asked Ms. Molly.

Ms. Molly nodded and said: "I don't plan to leave. I want to stay at home and help the young master look after the house."

"It's a smart choice." Mr. Hofen commented. "It's easy to help look after the house. Not to mention, I won't miss you when we discuss merits in the future."

"Actually, I didn't think much about it," Ms. Molly explained, "I just felt that Mr. Dis had already laid down, and the young master would definitely not be at ease with his family if he left home to go to Wien, so I planned to stay."

"Yeah." Mr. Hofen nodded, "You are very pragmatic. And he..."

Mr. Hoffen pointed at Alfred,

"He just has too many ideas."

"You are right. I have all kinds of fantasies about the young master's future, so I want to stay with the young master to witness it together."

In the Oak Cemetery, Alfred witnessed the horror of Dis with his own eyes;

But at the same time, he also witnessed the power of Mr. Hofen's "knowledge".

He actually prepared a formation to seal the evil god in fifteen minutes, even though he had just crawled out of the grave an hour ago.

"I gave Karen a set of basic formations. You can also take a look at it. You have the eyes of the succubus. You should be able to learn and remember things very quickly. Talent is not something you can show off. If you have talent

It’s a waste if you can’t lead the right path that allows you to continuously improve.”

"Yes, I have remembered everything you said. I will try my best to improve my conditions so that I can help the young master in more places."

"Um."

Mr. Hofen looked at the clock on the wall, exhaled slowly and said:

"I really want to see Diss again."

"You can go now." Alfred said, "I checked and the surrounding area of ​​the house is very clean."

"I'm not worried about this. I want Dis to be confident and calm in my memory. I don't want to see Dis lying on the bed."

"Master Dis, is indeed a very respectable person." Alfred said.

At this time, the sound of a car was heard outside.

A hearse stopped at the door of 128 Mink Street, and Karen walked in pushing a stretcher.

Ms. Molly, who was wearing high heels, went downstairs and opened the door.

Today she is wearing black stockings and red high heels;

Because she remembered that the young master didn't seem to like her ordinary shoes very much last time, she had the idea of ​​deepening the impression on the young master before he left Luojia City.

However, Karen just smiled at her without looking at her feet. After handing the stretcher to her, he walked directly into the living room.

When Mr. Hofen saw Karen coming, he stood up with his hands on the armrests of the chair and said:

"Since Dis has gone to sleep, it's time for me to be cremated."

"It's still early, why don't you sit down for a while?" Karen asked with a smile.

"I won't sit down anymore. I now clearly feel that my mind is not so clear. If I delay any longer, I will probably make a fool of myself."

"Okay, grandpa."

Alfred and Ms. Molly put the four wheels of the stretcher in place, and Karen helped Mr. Hoffen lie down on it.

Then, with Alfred's help, Karen put Mr. Hoffen's stretcher into the hearse.

Before getting into the car and leaving, Karen specifically looked at Ms. Molly and asked:

"You want to stay?"

"Yes, Master, the house cannot be left unattended. I will continue to help you take care of the house as Mrs. Mary's assistant. In addition, Mr. Hofen gave me a way to steal the letter delivery system of the Principle God.

, the young master can use this method to write letters home after he goes to Wayne."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Karen hesitated for a moment, then stood still towards Ms. Molly:

"Thank you, Ms. Molly."

"Master, you are too polite. This is what I should do."

"Master, do you need me to follow you?" Alfred asked.

"No."

"Okay, Master."

Karen got into the driver's seat and started the hearse.

The car drove out of Mink Street, and its destination was the former Hughes Cremation Society, now managed by Paul, the Immelais Cremation Society.

Mr. Hofen was lying on the stretcher cart and said with a smile;

"Is Dis okay?"

"Grandpa slept soundly."

"Don't worry about family matters. Even if Dis falls asleep, one of his eyes will always be on his family."

"I know, I believe grandpa."

"Well, after going to Wien, see if you like it. Fortunately, you can cook it yourself. The food in Wien is really unpalatable."

"I heard about it."

"If you can live a peaceful life there, you can actually consider living a normal life. I think this is Dis's real idea."

"I know, but I want to come back and wake up grandpa one day."

"hehe, ok."

"Grandpa Huofen can be like grandpa..."

"I can't help it, Dis and I are different. I'm actually more like an ordinary person, but I just know a little more.

You don’t have to think about this for me, I’ve lived a wonderful life, I can die twice, I can be buried and cremated, it’s already worth more than most people’s lives.”

"Um."

The hearse drove to the entrance of Immelais Cremation Society.

"Grandpa, do you want to go in now, or do you want to lie down for a while."

"Lie down for a while longer. I have been thinking about whether to say something to you or not. When I arrived at the door of the crematorium, I figured it out. Just say it. People who have died twice will soon turn into ashes.

Already."

"good."

Karen came to Mr. Hoffen's stretcher.

"Karen, have you read the book "Symmetra"?"

"I've seen it, I've watched it several times."

The first time I read it, I thought it was a pyramid scheme, so I flipped through it hastily;

After learning that it was a popular science reference book, Karen basically read it every night before going to bed in the past few months.

"Then tell me, what's the most memorable story in "Symmetra"? I'm talking about its mythological summary."

"The summary of the myth is still fresh in my memory..."
To be continued...