Under Claude's worried gaze, Roland and the other two slowly climbed up the bell tower.
Don't say hello to me now...
Claude sighed secretly.
If Roland greeted him, he would definitely not be able to respond.
If Roland and the others were confused about this and came over to pat him on the shoulder or have similar interactions, Claude would be in trouble.
After all, God Tire is paying attention to him now.
If Claude suddenly makes any unethical action or simply interrupts the ceremony, he will definitely not get any good results.
"Don't worry, we won't disturb His Majesty Tire's sacrament... Please continue."
However, when he heard Roland's calm and elegant voice coming from behind, Claude, who had been praying in a low voice, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
fine.
Probably because Claudia and Roland have talked about it.
Roland and the others, who knew what important ceremony they were performing, did not rush over to talk to him or touch his body, but stood quietly behind him waiting for him to finish his prayer.
...Fortunately, I told Claudia about this in advance.
Otherwise Roland and the mountain man would definitely not know that he could not move now - maybe they would come up to say hello or something like he was worried about.
Claude was secretly glad.
Speaking of which...
The old priest praised Tell in a low voice, but at the same time he frowned without any trace.
What is that ball of clothes that Roland is holding in his left hand?
He had noticed it before when Roland walked towards him.
For him, the clothes on Roland's left forearm were too conspicuous. Whether it was the texture like human skin or the pure black main color with the oily reflection caused by blood and fat.
In Claude's field of vision, a group of faint blue auras wrapped in dark shadows continued to spit out on the surface of the clothes.
It is like substantial negative energy.
Not to mention wearing it on the body - for ordinary people, even if this piece of clothing is buried shallowly in their yard, it is enough to make this family seriously ill.
For those who cannot control negative energy, there is no difference between wearing this outfit and directly wearing your own shroud.
Claude was filled with doubts.
Even for a druid, this level of negative energy is definitely not something that can be ignored directly. Roland put it on his arm without any precautions. His body must have been hurt by these negative energies.
It seems that prayers are going to speed up——
Claude thought helplessly.
Because of the large barrier that covers the entire Karar, it is too tiring for a priest to release magical spells in Karar. Just maintaining a mere three-ring ignore barrier for an hour can almost wipe out all of Claude's divine grace.
Squeeze clean.
But he cannot yet consume all the divine grace.
In fact, Claude must save at least one blessing spell.
Only a blessing can completely cure Roland and Claudia's hidden wounds.
Claude felt that Roland came to him with this evil object cursed by the devil, and he must have wanted his help in destroying it.
But... Roland is not a priest, and no matter how smart he is, a druid who is not sensitive to negative energy cannot possibly know how powerful the magic is required to destroy such a level of cursed items.
As far as Claude is concerned, as a Silver-level priest, if he wants to destroy this thing, he must at least pour all the divine grace into it that day to have more than half the chance.
Moreover, he still remembered that Claudia came here to find her brother. Although he wanted to destroy this evil object immediately, Claude thought about it and decided to talk to Claudia first.
Let's find her brother first.
What's more, instead of spending the past two days destroying this piece of clothing, it would be better to just take it back and soak it in the holy pool for purification.
"...Therefore. I will once again shout my joy in the crowd."
"May all glory be given to Sivir and Father God Tyr."
Finally, after Roland and the others waited quietly for more than an hour, Claude's prayers finally came to an end.
No, it wasn't so much that it ended smoothly. It was better to say that Claude found a prayer that could be used as the end and directly sang the prayer at the end of the ceremony.
The divine grace in him has almost been burned away by the Great Barrier of Kalal.
Claude even doubted whether he could still use the blessing technique.
But when he turned around, he immediately smelled a putrid and pungent smell that was a mixture of reptiles, poisons, and ogres.
The smell came from the clothes on Roland's raised left arm.
After the holy ceremony ended, the holy atmosphere dissipated, and the suppressed curse atmosphere suddenly boiled.
Just seeing this dress, Claude felt a faint murderous intention in his heart.
——It's as if this is not a cursed piece of clothing, but a devil that has changed its form.
Claude made a secret decision with a serious expression. Even if it was extremely difficult to purify this piece of equipment, this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible.
Looking back at Roland and Claudia standing side by side, a sense of joy in taking care of his grandchildren swelled in the arms of this old man who had fought for God all his life but had no children.
Although I am tired, I am very happy.
"Little Roland, how do you feel about going to Sin City this time?"
Claude put away his sword and staff, put his hand away, and looked at Roland with a smile.
Although his expression was very kind, paired with his formal attire, it gave people an indescribable sense of solemnity.
"It's okay..." Roland's expression was subtle, and he slowly walked forward, "A lot of things happened in the middle, the process was vigorous, but in the end it was very warm..."
"How to say?"
Claude looked interested.
"It's not like that guy from Kluwein, who left me alone as soon as he entered the city... and even made me wear women's clothes..."
"Um?!"
The old priest glared at Kruveen at that time.
Before Kluvien could make any excuse, Claudia pushed Roland towards Claude as if playing a prank, and ran back with a laugh like a silver bell.
Roland staggered and almost fell when he was pushed by Claudia, but luckily Claude held him up so he didn't fall to the ground.
"Claudia! Your child is neither light nor serious!"
Claude didn't care about Kluvien anymore, and just glared at Claudia for a while.
But just when he wanted to catch up and hit Claudia twice with his cane, he was stopped by Roland.
"Okay, okay... Father Claude, look at this..."
With that said, Roland raised the black dress with both hands and motioned for Claude to take a look.
Claude took a quick look and was first attracted by the gray spider web-like traces.
…Which devil’s sign is this?
But just as he was about to take the clothes over, a terrifying tidal paralysis swept through Claude's body instantly.
Not only were his hands immobile as if they were filled with lead, but his legs also seemed to be petrified, starting from the toes and hand tips and climbing up along the muscles and bones. His chest also began to tighten, and bursts of Venus began to appear in front of his eyes.
Claude staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.
He lowered his head in confusion.
On his belly, a scarlet and transparent handleless dagger shaped like a fang was inserted there.
——And he didn’t feel any pain. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net