The members of the Knights smiled slightly: "How could it be in vain? You can go to worship the Holy Angel and seek the angel's protection. There is actually nothing interesting to see in the Merit Pavilion, just the remains and remnants of some dark creatures. It is not interesting to see those things.
Why don't you stay here for two days, and then Mr. Oliva will pray to the holy angel, and maybe you will be lucky enough to receive a miracle?"
"I'd like to lend you some good advice!" Jia Zhengjin said in his heart that I'm not interested in miracles. "Then let me go over there and have a look?"
"Please go slowly!" Although the members of the Knights were curious about Jia Zhengjin's true face under the veil, since they entered the palace after inspection, there was no problem. Many dignitaries, or merchants and knights, would cover their faces when they came here. Or they didn't want to
Being recognized by others, or there may be other personal reasons. Therefore, it is not surprising that someone like Jia Zhengjin does.
I left the baptismal room and went back the same way I came. When I first arrived at the hall, I happened to see a female warrior walking in hurriedly following several members of the Knights Templar.
Look carefully at her face, isn't it Olivia?
Jia Zhengjin was not surprised. He blended into a group of people who came to worship and followed behind them secretly.
Olivia followed the members of the Knights Templar inside and entered a small room. Jia Zhengjin looked around and when he saw no one was paying attention, he pretended to be passing by while listening carefully.
"I want to find Lord Oriwe! The necromancer who stole the Hero's Eye seems to be trying to break into this place!" It was Olivia's voice.
"We already knew it!" Another person said calmly, "Is this the important information you want to report?"
"Already knew?" Olivia was a little surprised.
"The man wanted to break into this place, but was driven away by our paladins. After breaking in for the second time, he was driven away again! Now Lord Oriwei has also stepped in personally, and it won't take long to capture him!"
"How is it possible?" Olivia said hurriedly, "The necromancer named Martin Payton is very powerful! How could he be driven away by the Paladin?"
"Olivia, we don't know the basis for what you said! But the enemy is indeed very weak. Even the Holy Knight can't defeat it, let alone Mr. Oriwei himself. Don't worry! Although your news is not timely, in order to regain the hero,
We recognize the contribution and efforts made by the Eye. When Lord Oriwei comes back, you will definitely be rewarded!"
"The Hero's Eye was lost in our hands, and it is naturally my duty to recapture it! Unfortunately, I am not strong enough, so I can only use this humble method. Who would have thought that it was even a step too late to report the news?" Olivia said shamefully.
Answer, "I don't need awards or anything like that! But I'm afraid this matter is not simple!"
"Olivia, don't worry. You won't have anything to do next! Mr. Oliva personally went out and brought so many paladins with him. Not to mention a small necromancer, even an army of the undead is useless!
"
"No! Martin Payton is not an ordinary necromancer." Olivia suddenly exclaimed, "Oops! Could this be his poisonous plan?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I followed him and learned that his true strength is at least as strong as the Undead Mage!" Olivia said nervously, "How could such a powerful person be defeated by the Paladin?"
"Undead Magister? Are you serious?" Several other people also became nervous, "Don't say this nonsense!"
"It's absolutely true!" Olivia said hurriedly, "I swear in the name of the Holy Angel that it is absolutely true!"
"When you said that, I remembered it! After the necromancer rushed in, he didn't seem to use any necromancy magic from beginning to end! Oh my God? Is there really a conspiracy?"
"Is it possible that he came here specifically for Lord Oriwei?"
"Oops! Master Perga and Master Decathlon are not here now. What if the other party is really the Undead Magister and deliberately sets a trap to lure Master Oriwei out. Master Oriwei may be in danger!
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and tell Lord Oliwe!" Olivia said anxiously.
"Okay! Olivia, if the other party really has a trick, you have made a great contribution! You stay here first and don't go back to the Bama House. We will report to Master Oliva immediately!"
"Yes! Please inform Lord Oriwe as soon as possible!" Olivia said hurriedly.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming out, Jia Zhengjin hurriedly retreated to the corridor, then turned around and walked slowly to the other side.
The members of the Knights did not notice anything unusual and ran out in a hurry.
Olivia~Olivia! Are you thinking too much, thinking that I am going to design a plan to lure the Lord of the Temple out, and then have an earth-shattering battle with him and kill him? The one outside?
It's just my psychedelic clone. Although it has the same strength as me, it's just a fake! Its function is to let the other party kill it and confuse them. During this period, I took the opportunity to find the dark magic core!
Although it is a pity that you ran back there so quickly. After all, there is someone to wait on you along the way, and it is good to live up to the addiction of the young master. But the undercover is an undercover after all, and he does not really want to join me. Wait for me
After taking your things, leave here and never come back again. Just take care of yourself!
Follow the believers all the way to the worship hall.
There is a statue of a holy angel in the temple, surrounded by other angels.
Next to the statue, there is an old man holding a thick scripture, who is reciting the great deeds of the holy angels. Believers enter the temple, line up in order, and put money into a box on the other side that is similar to a merit box.
Among these believers, some put in one copper coin, some put in more than a dozen copper coins, and some put in silver coins. Only one or two noble gentlemen or ladies took out a few gold coins and threw them in.
Jia Zhengjin keenly discovered that when these noble gentlemen and ladies threw in a few gold coins, the eyes of the old man holding the scriptures shone brightly, and several members of the Knights around him treated them with completely different attitudes.
This scene gave Jia Zhengjin a flash of inspiration and a good idea.
When it was his turn, he stood in front of the box that resembled a merit box, pretended to take money out of his pocket, and then kept throwing gold coins into the box one by one.
"One, two, three... fifty-seven, fifty-eight..." The team stagnated, and Jia Zhengjin kept investing money here. Whether it was those who had already walked over to take a seat, or those who were waiting in line.
The waiting believers behind him all looked at him with their mouths wide open.
Someone behind me couldn't bear it and shouted loudly: "Hey! Why isn't it better yet?"
"No noise is allowed in the worship hall!" a member of the Knights Templar immediately said sternly.
Immediately afterwards, members of the Knights Templar from the other side came to Jia Zhengjin with smiles on their faces: "Sir, just do your best to the Holy Angel. You don't need to keep throwing gold coins!"
"Hey! That's not possible," Jia Zhengjin said with a smile, "How can I express my feelings with such a small amount of money? Wait until I finish throwing it away."
The old man's eyes lit up and he hurriedly gave the others a look.
The members of the Knights Templar who received the look nodded hurriedly, then smiled and said to Jia Zhengjin: "Sir, how much do you really care about Holy Angel?"
"Endless! The one I respect and admire the most in my life is the Holy Angel!" Jia Zhengjin looked upright.
"There must be an endless number, right?" a member of the Knights Templar whispered, "Holy Angels do not love money, and all donations received will be used to relieve poor and suffering civilians. How much do you want to donate to the civilians?"
"The main reason is that I don't have much money with me, otherwise I would donate whatever I have!" Jia Zhengjin sighed, "I only have about 100,000 gold coins now, so I want to donate them all..."
The old man and the members of the Knights Templar were obviously weak, and the other believers around him were staring at Jia Zhengjin as if they were crazy.
The old man stopped chanting and came to Jia Zhengjin with a solemn expression: "You cannot lie in front of the holy angels. Sir, are you sincere?"
Taken the bait! Jia Zhengjin narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded.
"Tyler, please take my place first!" The old man's expression became serious, "Sir, please come to the back room with me to talk in detail!"
