"Eunice, the situation on various continents is a bit strange recently!" Mels looked out the window into the distance with a thoughtful look on his face.
Eunice put down what she was doing and said with some confusion: "Indeed! Some strange things have happened on various continents recently, and almost all of them are related to various churches. It seems that there is an invisible force more powerful than us existing in the main matter.
In this plane, he is always thinking about the church."
"Yes, although that force also murders pastors, it only kills those whose bad behavior will bring negative impact to the church. Although doing so will temporarily weaken the power of the church, it can actually increase ordinary people's awareness of various aspects.
The confidence of the church is of great benefit to the long-term development of the church." The more she analyzed, the more puzzled Eunice became, "What kind of forces will help the gods? Is it the forces supported by the gods? But the invisible forces are supported.
The difficulty of growing a church is far greater than that of growing a church, so how can the gods sacrifice the near for the distant?"
"This is what I am really confused about! The Lord's Church has long been forgotten by living beings in the long river of time. Now developing dark forces is also a way to reduce obstruction. But the sacred light of the gods has always shrouded the main material plane, and there is no
In addition, there is a need to form a force." Eunice looked solemn as she kept speculating on the true existence of the organization. "But those weird things in recent times suddenly stopped happening. That mysterious organization seemed to have encountered some changes.
We have to temporarily give up our actions against various churches. It stands to reason that an organization jointly supported by the gods should not encounter any opponents..."
Mels pondered for a while, waved his hand helplessly, and walked slowly out of the room: "Okay, you can get busy! I will ask them to collect some information, and our guessing out of thin air has no practical significance at all. Just be careful with that one
Organization, just don’t have a head-on conflict with them.”
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"Lele! Where did your kid die again? Come back!" A middle-aged woman with a weathered face stood at the door of the dilapidated wooden house. She yelled without any concern for her image. After she finished yelling, she became angry.
He stepped into the door.
With a bang, the wooden door was slammed shut, causing the entire wooden house to squeak.
"Oh, poor Leler, he has to be repaired by Brillen again. Is this the third time this week? That kid is getting more and more disobedient!" A man sitting on a bench not far away lazily said
The old man basking in the sun smiled and joked.
The old lady next to him immediately retorted: "John! How many times have I told you! Don't look at Leler with that look. He has helped us a lot. He repaired your pipe... Tonight's Oren
The special wine is gone!”
"Oh, Lord!..."
It seemed that Brillon's roar had spread too far, and a figure appeared on the roof on the other side of the town. After a few ups and downs, the figure quickly approached the dilapidated wooden house where Brillon was.
"Lele, you brat, you walked on my roof again! Watch out for my needle board!"
"Lele, you need to compensate me ten copper coins this time! I will come to collect the payment before sunset. Welcome to visit next time!"
"..."
Leler quickly moved on the rooftops of the town, causing the entire town to become slightly chaotic.
Jumping onto the wooden roof of his home, Leler turned over on the edge of the eaves, grabbed the eaves with both hands and landed deftly in front of the wooden door.
"Brillon, you are a descendant of a noble and a person of status. You can't get angry..." Leler kept talking and slowly pushed the door open.
As soon as he entered the house, a wooden spoon flew towards him.
He turned away and watched the wooden spoon fly past his ear and hit the wooden door in two pieces. Leler also felt a little guilty in his heart.
"Pretending to be a noble is a capital crime! You're going to die. I still want to live for a few more years." Brillon reached out and picked up another wooden spoon and slowly stirred it in the pot, letting the food inside boil with steam.
"Butter again? Why don't you let me go hunting and eat meat?" Leler glanced at the contents of the pot and murmured in a low voice.
Another wooden spoon flew out, and Brillen cursed loudly: "Eat meat. Eat meat... just know how to eat meat! The woods outside the town have become the private property of the mayor. If you go hunting again, he won't let you."
Someone breaks your legs!"
"Why can the mayor buy such a large forest for just one silver coin? Isn't he a relative of the baron? We are also descendants of nobles!" Leler dodged the wooden spoon, the look of dissatisfaction on his face getting darker.
"What kind of aristocratic descendant?! Have you ever learned the nobility law?! Leler, we are already commoners... I don't want you to talk nonsense anymore." This time when he heard "noble descendant", Brillon didn't get angry anymore and complained softly.
He said, "It's not like this guy died too early, and the inheritance rights of the title were usurped by his younger brother... Otherwise, you have to be a baron anyway. Even a viscount is not impossible, and maybe you can get a small piece of barren territory..."
Brillen's voice became smaller and smaller, the anger on his face was gone, and he was stirring the batter in the pot calmly.
"Alright, Brylon. It's time to add the Zernigans. This half pot of batter is not enough for us." Leler took out a few fat white plant roots from a wooden bucket and handed them over without expression.
Reporting on his day's work, "Maybe there are too many people picking herbs. I only found five plants today. If I sell them tomorrow, I should get twenty-five copper coins."
Seeing Brillon's slightly sad face, Leler cautiously tried: "The skin of a three-eared beast is worth fifty copper coins..."
When Brillon heard about the three-eared beast, he was furious: "How many times have I told you that that forest has become the mayor's private property..."
Easily dodging the wooden spoon that was slashed at him, Lele said dejectedly: "I know! He will interrupt me..."
Before Leler could say the word "leg", a muffled thunder-like sound came from outside the town. The sound got closer and closer, causing the wooden house to start to shake slightly. After a burst of beast roar, the muffled thunder stopped.
Outside the wooden house, the beast roars that appeared from time to time made Brillon and Lele clearly aware of their situation. They had been surrounded by a team of knights.
This land has a lord, and the only one who can mobilize the knights is the lord!
"Bang!"
Under a huge force, the dilapidated wooden door turned into debris. A tall knight, covered in armor, slowly squeezed in through the gap.
His left hand habitually pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the knight's voice was unusually rich: "Lele Gorn! You have stolen a noble's property and have committed the crime of theft! We were ordered by the lord to arrest you,
Don't try to resist and escape, otherwise it is rebellion!"
Eyes passing over Brillon, the knight looked Leler up and down for a while, then said solemnly: "You stole a hundred gold coins, but it is a capital crime!" (To be continued)