Chapter 7 Orders

Among the seven cities, there are existences similar to saints. They are all children of something...except [Maria], but the one in [Maria] city is the one who gave birth to the Son of God.

Among the seven capitals, currently only the one from [Maria] City and the saint from the [Capital of Saints] are permanently stationed in the seven capitals. Therefore, the residents of the two capitals can always bathe in the glory of greatness.

It seems that for this reason, [Saint City] has the largest number of people who can be promoted to become God's Favorites every year among the seven cities... and [Maria] City has the largest number of single petitioners every year.

Although he has a positive attitude towards the world, and the seven capitals all have a friendly and mutually supportive relationship, Mr. Durand, the city lord of the City of Saints, always straightens his back every time he participates in a joint meeting of the seven capitals.

At the dinner table, Mr. Ludick, the campus president, looked at the Lord of the City with a smile and said, "I heard that sitting for a long time can easily lead to lumbar disc disease. Sir Durand should pay more attention to it and move your body regularly."

Durand raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Lord Ludick, for your concern, but my waist is fine for the time being."

The dining table was filled with the most distinguished guests in the Holy City. If it hadn't been for the Saint's dinner, I'm afraid no one would have been able to bring these people together at once.

After all, in addition to people from the business and political circles, there are also some big scholars this time.

Several of them are famous for being devoted to learning and not hearing anything outside the window. At the same time, they are also known as the most devout petitioners for annexation, but they live like ascetic monks. It is estimated that apart from saints, they are really No one can move.

At the dining table, these few people sat at the end of the dining table and did not talk to anyone...but their status was obviously not low, because the other guests were afraid that speaking too loudly would disturb these few people. Deliberately keep your voice low.

If the city lord Mr. Durand is the most promising [Saint] to become a petitioner in the future, then this can almost be said to be a walking quasi-[Saint]... No, if it were not for the fact that every person in the Holy Light Kingdom The number of places given to [Saints] at a time is limited, and if seven people have to be allocated, they may be [Saints].

At this moment, one of the old men in simple clothes at the end of the dining table suddenly said without expression: "Mr. Durand, I recently heard a rumor about the level drop of the God's Favorite. I wonder if this is true. thing?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly changed strangely. Everyone even stopped talking and looked at Lord Durand.

The warm smile on the city lord's face was like a candlelight disturbed by the wind. After a violent swaying, it quickly returned to normal. City lord Durand smiled and responded: "This is indeed the case, and it is not a rumor. At present, several The victim is currently in a nursing home arranged by the Sheriff’s Department, receiving observation and treatment...Thank you, Mr. Galvin, for your concern.”

This old man...Mr. Calvin nodded, and then said: "Since the level of divine favor has dropped, no matter what the whole story is, he himself cannot escape the blame. People who are truly pious in their hearts will not fall, City Lord Sir, although these people are victims, it may not be because of their own unstable beliefs...perhaps, there is even something wrong with their beliefs."

If there is a problem with faith, it is a big problem, and it is the biggest problem in the entire Kingdom of Holy Light.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

But only ascetics like Calvin dared to point out such acute issues involving the foundation of the entire Kingdom of Holy Light in public places, even in the residences of saints.

"Come on, come on, these old guys have done what I want to do most, Livar, it seems that tonight's banquet will not be boring." Principal Ludick tilted his head and bowed to his secretary. laughed loudly.

In addition to rolling his eyes, Mr. Lival gave him one.

The city lord was deep in thought at the moment, but he soon smiled slightly and said: "I think there should be no problem with the faith of these victims. After all, although they have lost levels, they are still favored by God and can still obtain through prayer. Willing power. How can people who have problems with their faith avoid the guidance of saints? Faith is very strong, but at the same time it is also very fragile. Once we have doubts in ourselves, even if there is just a trace, faith will collapse. Mr. Calvin, do you think so?"

"Yes." The old man Calvin nodded slightly and said lightly: "It's fine if there is no problem. You are the city lord. I believe your words for the time being. After all, if there is a problem with your words, then [Free City] I’m afraid there will also be big problems.”

This old guy talks sharply!

Principal Ludick's eyes were almost like crescent moons when he smiled, and he almost laughed out loud.

He likes to see the city lord suffer this kind of loss, but it is difficult to encounter such a situation of loss. After all, Durand is the city lord, the guy who exercises the authority to manage the holy city on behalf of the saint, and he has a high position.

"I should take this as a warning." City Lord Durand said solemnly at this time: "You must remember Lord Calvin's teachings."

The old man Calvin suddenly stood up and said, "Saint, here we come."

Everyone sorted themselves out instantly and quickly stood up to greet them.

…

The saint is wearing a black gauze skirt, which reveals a trace of mystery in the silence... and seems to be a little charming.

But everyone was unwilling to look directly at the saint and lowered their heads slightly.

"Sorry, when I was passing by the corridor, I was attracted by the night view outside the window, so I came a little late." The saint smiled and said: "The prosperity of the Holy City today is all thanks to everyone."

Everyone quickly humbly said that this was all because of the guidance of the saint.

"Before I came, everyone seemed to be discussing some topic." The saint said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of topic can make you pay so much attention."

Everyone looked at each other in pairs, and finally turned their attention to the city lord who had resisted everyone.

Lord Durand gradually lost his smile. After regaining his composure, he planned to talk about the cause and effect.

At this time, the old man Calvin had already spoken directly: "Replying to the saint, it was the old man who was asking the city lord about the several incidents of level drops of God's Favored Persons that happened earlier."

"Oh? That's it." The saint nodded without any change, and immediately looked at the city lord Durand, "I have also heard about this matter. But... Durand, has this matter been resolved? Have you found the reason?"

"Not yet... not yet." City Lord Durand shook his head: "We have carefully investigated several victims, but we have not been able to find anything suspicious about them."

"Have you investigated the place where the accident occurred?" the saint asked abruptly.

Mr. Durand's mouth opened slightly... He looked back at the guests behind the table and found that most of them looked as surprised as himself.

But the sage’s question cannot be left unanswered.

City Lord Durand had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "As for the place where the accident happened...that place, the Public Security Department has sent people to investigate, and there is nothing special found."

"Why didn't you mention the name of the place where the incident occurred?" The saint said calmly: "Isn't that a place that cannot be mentioned?"

Principal Ludick frowned at this time and looked at Durand with some sympathy.

Durand hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth and said: "The [Rose Mansion] where the accident happened, I have ordered it to close down for rectification."

"Well, it does need to be rectified." The saint nodded without meaning, and then said abruptly: "Speaking of which, I haven't been to [Rose Mansion] for a long time. I don't know how the roses are blooming there. As brilliant as ever... Ludik, thank you for the roses you specially brought tonight, I like them very much."

Principal Ludick quickly stood up with his hands on his chest, "It is my honor to be liked by the saint."

The saint added at this time: "It's just that just suspending business for rectification may not eliminate the people's worries. If there is a problem with faith, it will be a big problem. Faith is the foundation of everything. In my holy city, it is not Allowing the existence of heresy that shakes the foundation... Concerning the matter of [Rose Mansion], I don’t know if you are doing it, do you have any good ideas?”

They suddenly couldn't figure out the saint's attitude.

The people present are all well-educated people who know a lot of history. How could they not know the relationship between the Saint and [Rose Mansion]? But for so many years, the saint seemed to have no intention of caring about [Rose Mansion]. Why suddenly today...

"Why are you silent?" The saint smiled slightly at this time and said: "Since I am asking you, I want to hear the answer, so there is no need to worry about anything, let alone... me."

Principal Ludick simply looked directly at Lord Durand.

Old man Calvin and several other old scholars also looked directly at Lord Durand.

Everyone also looked at Lord Durand.

Lord Durand could only look down at himself... Why me again?

Lord Durand carefully thought about the saint's increasingly indifferent attitude towards [Rose Mansion] in the past hundreds of years, and even the fact that he had not gone there for hundreds of years, and said with a heart: "I think that if you want to eliminate the uneasiness of the people, the best way is to The way is to use the Holy Light to conduct a thorough purification of [Rose Mansion]. Under the purification of the Holy Light, all weirdness will be invisible, and all evils will eventually be annihilated. In this way, the people will naturally I can feel at ease.”

"Oh? Durand, do you plan to use holy light to purify?" The saint's expression showed no emotion or anger.

But everyone watched this scene extremely nervously... They naturally knew what the purification of the Holy Light meant.

That is the holy light emitted from the eyes of the saint statue in the Holy City. Under the purification of the holy light, everything is annihilated... This means that the evil in [Rose Mansion] will definitely disappear, but at the same time, [Rose Mansion] will probably also It was razed to the ground and turned into ashes.

"Yes." Durand gritted his teeth and said: "Since we want to eliminate people's concerns, we must do it more thoroughly. I personally think that the proper attitude is to never cause any future troubles."

"Lord Durand, those victims just lost the level of the gods, not lost their faith." Principal Ludick had to frown at this time: "If we can't prove the existence of corruption, is there anything wrong with using holy light to purify at will? ...This is probably a bit unfair to Mr. Asaches Dark."

The surname Dark is like a sharp sword hanging over the head of City Lord Durand... The Lord's face looked even more ugly at this time.

Why doesn't he know the surname [Dak]?

That was the saint's former surname.

Lord Durand could only sigh and said: "Something is strange in the mansion, and Asaches, as the owner of the mansion, cannot absolve himself of the blame..."

The city lord quietly glanced at the saint at this time, and when he saw that the saint's expression was as usual, he said directly: "Furthermore, as a descendant of [the father of the saint], since there is such a problem in the mansion that may involve the foundation of faith, it is even more important to step forward. That's right. I personally think it is imperative to purify [Rose Mansion]. Moreover, I think [Rose Mansion] exists in its spirit, not in form and material existence. As long as [Dake] 】The name is still there. As long as Asaches, who inherited the will of "Dak", is still there, he can rebuild the new "Rose Mansion" elsewhere... Of course, the city government will definitely give him funding for reconstruction. s help."

God damn [Rose Mansion] exists spiritually, not materially... Principal Ludick immediately rolled his eyes, and said in a strange tone: "I think the city government should also be a spiritual inheritance, not an institutional one. Takeover?"

"Lord Ludick! Watch your words!" Lord Durand scolded in a low voice: "The saint is here!"

"I am guilty and I repent!" Principal Ludick said directly at this time: "I am praying now, Amen!"

As the principal said this, he clasped his hands, sat down, and closed his eyes.

"Saint, can you listen to me?" Old Calvin suddenly stood up and looked respectfully at the saint on the chair.

"Please tell me." The saint smiled and looked at him.

Calvin said: "Since the strange thing happened in [Rose Mansion], the owner of the mansion, Asaches, is just as Lord Durand said, and he cannot escape the blame. But I think Asaches is also a pious man, and he must be We don’t want to see this kind of weird thing happen... Why don’t we order Asaches to find the root of the problem within a time limit?"

"What if it can't be solved within the time limit?" the saint asked, still smiling.

Calvin said without sadness or joy: "Then just like the city lord said, purify the mansion and avoid future troubles forever."

The saint looked at Principal Ludick at this time and said calmly: "Ludick, what do you think?"

Ludik opened his eyes at this time and said solemnly: "Let the saint guide you."

The saint nodded, "Then do what Calvin said, Durand, and order Asaches to find the source of the problem within a time limit...just a week. Okay, after talking for so long, everyone should be hungry. , [Eden] sent me some seasonal fruits and vegetables, let’s have a taste.”

The dinner party officially began.

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On the statue of the saint in the City of Liberty, at the shoulder position, a small figure was sitting on the shoulders of the statue, with its feet swaying.

The bulging face is a delicate porcelain baby face... It is looking at the scenery of [Liberty City].

Suddenly, it raised its head thoughtfully and saw three faint lights and shadows suddenly appearing in the sky above [Freedom City].

As if it was frightened, it jumped down from the shoulder of the saint statue... The moment it jumped, it didn't know where it started, but this little figure disappeared.

The three lights and shadows in the night sky gradually dimmed.

In the Saint Statue Square, three figures fell down at this time...a young man in white, and two followers, a man and a woman.

"Um?"

The young man in white looked up at the towering statue of the saint thoughtfully.

"Sir, is there any problem?" The female follower couldn't help asking in a low voice at this time.

But the young man in white shook his head and said calmly: "It's nothing... let's go and see the so-called saint."

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