"No matter who is a person, he must travel once a week." Katobu stood outside the Holy Cathedral and watched the building that worshiped the God of Eldridge.

According to the laws of the Kingdom of New Roas, every citizen of the Kingdom of New Roas must go to the church to pray at least once a week. Even if it is inconvenient to move, he must carry the statue of the god with him for simple prayers.

Whether you truly believe in Eldridge or not, this is written in the laws of the Kingdom of New Roas. Aristocrats can go to less, but they must go, otherwise the local council will impeach you. At worst, you will lose your aristocratic citizenship and at least you will be fined to the point of being afraid.

There is a saying in the Kingdom of New Roas that there are only two things in this country that you cannot escape, death at the end of life and praying to His Majesty Eldridge.

Therefore, no matter what, people will take time to pray to the Holy Church. If they have free time, they will even go a few more times, as if they are showing how much they respect and love His Majesty Eldridge.

Even the nobles are no exception. Although they are so devout, they have to do their work on the surface. In the church, the fighting bodyguards are not easy to defend, especially when praying.

"This is the time when they are most vigilant and relaxed, because no one will be so bold to take action when the other party is praying, and the people in the church will go crazy." Thinking of the faces of the people in the church, Katobu sneered. Those guys were also one of the reasons for the destruction of the Egus family.

The nobles must maintain decency. From when, a hidden rule appears between the nobles and the church, that is, when the nobles go to the church to pray, the tribute should not be too shabby.

Not much is needed, and all civilians can take it out, but think about the frequency, once a week, it is difficult for those decaying little nobles to bear the decent family operation, and they have to pay protection fees to the church every once in a while, which is also a heavy burden.

"What I have to do is never to take a fighter's face." Cabouto was on the verge of madness, but his madness was calm. He understood deeply that if he didn't take risks, the Jugus family would definitely be finished.

Therefore, his madness is madness that tries everything.

Negri sat at the top of the church, watching the farce below.

If you have a mindful calculation or not, Katobu's success rate is about 50% or 50%.

As if seeing something, Negri reached out and grabbed the void, pulling a butterfly into his hand.

"Sir, are you interfering with their future?" Lanshan was wearing a long skirt and sat sideways beside Nagri, holding a parasol in her hand to help Nagri block the sun. Although some sunlight would not have any impact on Nagri's current Nagri at all, Lanshan insisted on doing this.

"No, I just made things a little more interesting," Nagri replied, "Judged based on the information available, in three minutes, a clergy would be attracted by this butterfly and see Katobu's arrangement, which led to his complete loss."

"That would be too boring. The gap between the two sides is too big. As a weak boy, you need more opportunities." Nageri said casually, but only he knows what his real purpose is.

As Nageri was promoted to the road level, even if it was just a part of him, Lan Shan and others were increasingly unable to understand.

In the unknown place, endless golden luster shines, and something seems to be changing in the world of flames, which then affects the changes in the world, and some things are covered.

"This feeling of being history is also a unique feeling." Nagri knew very well that the other party's goal, the ghost ritual and the ritual blade were all things left by him. After the evolution of time, these things have become legends in these people and influenced generations of people.

The butterfly stopped in her hand spread its wings and flew again. Its trajectory flowed into Negri's eyes and gradually became a established trajectory. Everything about this butterfly was controlled by Negri.

Katobu was wearing a priest suit and holding a box, walking to the side. Pastors of sufficient ranks were busy collecting "tributes". As long as they were bold and careful, there was no problem in pretending to be a priest in the church.

People always lack vigilance towards pastors in churches.

Without bodyguards, Katobu unexpectedly succeeded, knocking Pari, the son of the city lord Duran, unconsciously putting it into a small wooden box, like an ordinary priest carrying tributes, putting most of his face under the box, and some passing priests did not even doubt Katobu.

As long as he is not lucky enough to meet a manager who is familiar with all the pastors, he is unlikely to reveal himself.

On the other side, an elderly priest in gorgeous clothes walked by, glanced at him, and saw no abnormality, so he walked by directly. Then Kabouto came over with the box in his arms.

Gradually walking to a remote corner, Katobu threw the small wooden box directly into the sewer.

The sewer entrance is not big, but the small wooden box is just right, and the little parry is curled up and can be put in.

"Next, just find an opportunity to go out quickly and go to the sewer exit to find the other party." Katobu said in his heart, quickly heading to the front of the church, and at the same time looking for an opportunity to wear the priest's suit in reverse, which turned into a set of aristocratic costumes that could barely be made of.

"Where is Parry?" Duran and the church bishop were communicating on the other side. Suddenly his eyes froze, searching for the people around him, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart.

After accusing the bishop of guilt, Duran quickly searched, but could not find his son. The momentum on his body began to condense, stabilized his panic, and quickly found the bishop to explain the situation.

Although the church has a superb status, it is unwilling to offend the Lord of One City. It quickly sent a pastor to search for it and temporarily blocked the church gate.

Seeing the priest close the church gate, Katobu's face remained unchanged. Even if he was in ruins, he was still a noble person and could not search directly, unless the other party wanted to offend all the nobles. This is the noble rule of glory.

But when he thought of something, his eyes changed. He had no problem. But as for Pari, he was packed in a small wooden box, drifting with the sewage, there would be no problem in a short time, but who knows what would happen over time.

Looking at the anxious Duran, Katobu thought about these things and finally closed his eyes and his expression became dull.

It was not until the evening that the church that had no success in searching for it opened again. Katobu walked out of the church with a complaining look on his face, acting like a little nobleman who was accidentally involved in the incident.

After leaving his sight and confirming that he was safe, Katobu ran towards the sewer inside.

After pursuing the torch, Katobu finally found a small wooden box stuck in the corner in a certain sewer.

The box was extremely quiet, and Katobu opened it. Under the firelight, it was a young but cold body, which seemed to be due to lack of oxygen and had a little purple skin.
Chapter completed!