Mystery: The Queen and the Chariot

"Not bad, not bad." Als sighed with satisfaction as he looked at the roughly completed church.

It is tall enough and majestic enough. Although it is not as mysterious and solemn as the archbishop's church, it is already excellent as a local bishop's church.

He was even more satisfied with the Viscountess who seemed to be surnamed South. A church of this size could even bear the name of "True Church" as the residence of the Archbishop. It was obvious from the Viscountess who arrived here She has already started building.

so good...

The clergy are decorating the church, and they need to make some mystical arrangements for the church. This kind of thing cannot allow outsiders to intervene. This is to shock believers and prevent some disgusting people from sneaking into the church.

Als clasped his hands together and praised the Creator loudly.

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"Dang-dang--" It was the clock tower that was struck.There are six rings in total, and it is six o'clock now.

The difference is that now the bell tower is rung by the church.

Some people are awakened by the bell and start a busy day-there is not much sun at this time, which is suitable for working or farming.

The church, which has not yet been fully arranged for occult rituals, began to perform its duties-used by the clergy for the prayers of believers.

The church has just opened its doors, and there are even a few priests cleaning the invisible corners.Today is not Sunday, they can be less serious.Even the most devout lambs will not come to the church to pray now—because of the bishop’s urgency, they chose to enter the church only half a month after they came to this brand new territory—in the bishop’s expectation Under normal circumstances, construction on the church should start at this time.And those lambs will be busy with their own lives.

Now, as the bishop, Als sat in the cathedral that the believers could see immediately, with his back to the door, praying silently.He hopes that now there will be lambs who will accept the leadership of the Lord's shepherds and experience the glory of the Lord.

There was only this one lonely figure in the church, but only ten minutes later, it welcomed its first guest——the local lord, the Countess of South.

Just like an ordinary believer, she hardly wore any jewelry, worshiped the statue of the Lord, recited prayers in a low voice, and did not communicate much with the bishop.

Bishop Ars slightly turned his head to look at Caios, showing some gratifying smiles.

After Caios finished praying, she looked at the bishop, "Good morning, bishop." Ars responded with a serious expression as a priest: "Good morning, may the light of the Lord shine on you.

Caios didn't say much, she nodded to Als, bought an indulgence from the bishop, and left.

"What a pious person." Als sighed in a low voice.

The Viscount didn't have any other communication with him, but just came to the church to say two prayers as usual, which is extremely rare for anyone.

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"It seems like he really thinks I'm religious?" Caios said to herself in a puzzled voice.She really didn't expect much from this situation.

Let's try again, I seem to have overlooked that there may be a problem with his IQ.

Caios put on the "Purple Gardenia" ring again, trying to sort out the mess, and the carriage was still driving.

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"Church..." Calvo looked at the splendid building.

This is the day after the harvest. Calvo has been in this land for almost a month. He has already reclaimed a part of the land with cattle. The soil in the southern continent is different from that in the northern continent. Even if it is not reclaimed, it can barely grow some crops, so such a simple reclamation can already be planted with winter wheat.

Of course, more careful tending to the land will allow it to grow more food. At least for this year, Calvo will not be idle.

Calvo had already seen this church two weeks ago, but it was not yet completed and it was not open. Now, Calvo plans to take a look. After all, today is Sunday, and he will also come to the city to collect his The Viscountess had borrowed the seeds, so he was going to drop by and have a look.

There were so many people in the church, which surprised Calvo—it turned out to be open.

Calvo thought about it, and considering the possible cost of going to the church to pray, he decided to give up this idea and planned to finish the prayer outside the church. He found that there seemed to be other people who had the same idea as him.

"Lambs—" a priest walked out of the church, "enter the church and listen to the teaching of the Lord, this is the gospel of every lamb."

Calvo and the people around him glanced at each other, but they still lowered their heads and walked into the church with the priest—they dared not disobey a priest—the command of the Lord’s shepherd dog, even if they might be collected "flowers should be rewards", "give some praise to the new church of the Lord"

Or "give due response to the efforts of the main shepherd dog."

They came to the huge and majestic statue, which was a huge and filthy cross, on which the naked young man twisted his body with a painful expression, but his body seemed to exude a holy radiance.

"Praise you! The true Creator! In order to bear the sins of the soul, your glory is hidden..." The singing of the choir was still echoing, and neither Calvo nor the priest spoke, they prayed silently in their hearts.

The singing was over, and the priest stepped onto the stage, telling the greatness of the Lord in a deep voice.

"...when the angel was his youngest son, he said to him: You are the god of deceit, the god of mischief..."

The prayer process was over, and Calvo walked towards the priest with some anxiety, "Father, how much praise do we need to offer to the Lord?"

The priest smiled slightly when he heard it, "Lamb, you only need one penny to show your sincerity."

A clergyman who stood by opened his mouth slightly: "Bishop..."

Calvo was bewildered by the sudden flood of information, just a penny?bishop?

Ars smiled, "Lamb, your lord has delivered more money on your behalf, you just need to express your heart."

"Bishop..." The clergyman's tone was filled with helplessness.

"It doesn't matter, she is also the pious lamb of the Lord." Bishop Ars smiled, and Calvo's brain was still processing a lot of information.