Chapter 155, Central Ceremony Hall, ‘Blessed Bread’ Blessing Ceremony

Keir and the others still walked through the streets they took when they came last time.

Along the way, Kil was still surprised by the prosperity of the city. It was not that he was surprised by the prosperity here. Come on, the prosperity of the city in his previous life was countless times greater than here. What really surprised him was that in the overall relatively backward society of the other world, He was really surprised to encounter such a prosperous city in such a place.

"How many such big cities are there in the Western Province?"

Faced with the question of the Kiel Warriors, Priest Batal touched his chin and said with some embarrassment: "I don't know about the Western Province, but the Southern Province is similar in size to the city of Montauca, so the only provincial capital can be used. Right? But the terrain there is not flat enough, and it is impossible to build a city as neatly as Montauca. You know, in places with many mountains and rivers, even if the city becomes larger, it will not look like it because of the obstruction of the mountains. It’s much worse than a city like this where you can overlook the whole city from a high place.”

But Priest Batal continued with a smile: "But our city there is also unique, with winding mountain roads, undulating street buildings, and layers of trees. Ha, you will like it there."

Keir also smiled: "Maybe so."

He felt vaguely uneasy. Coming all the way from Cavan Territory, the Kendal people had seen too many people from the southern provinces who had fled here. If the local situation was good, who would leave their hometown?

Judging from the incident in Changmai Village where Priest Batal is located, the situation in other places is probably very bad.

Just how bad it is, you have to experience it yourself and observe it in the past to know.

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They came to the gate of the Saturnalia Church in Montauca City again. They dismounted and led the horses inside.

Of course, there are stone pillars and low wooden beams on the inside of the gate where horses can be temporarily parked. There is no need to worry about possible theft. After Priest Batal gave an explanation to Priest Morel who was guarding the gate, the two of them left. Walk towards the interior of the church.

When Priest Morel saw Kiel, he took a special look at Kiel's face. Perhaps he recognized that the young man in armor and armor was the one from yesterday. Priest Morel also specifically asked Kiel. Kiel warned: "Although your weapons and equipment will not be temporarily confiscated, young man, when you draw your weapons in the church, you are an enemy of the God of Saturn and the Church of God of Saturn! Before taking any action, it is best to Think it over clearly before doing it."

Of course, the Church of Saturn is not afraid of a 'knight' taking action at their parish church headquarters. After all, even if the Priest of Saturn is not good at attacking, it is not Kiel alone who can make trouble.

Click, click, click, click.

Kil was wearing a suit of metal armor, and every time he walked around, his metal boots would make a clicking sound on the stone ground of the church.

Many young priests or novice priests who were attracted by the sound curiously poked their heads around the corner of the corridor or inside the building window to see what was making the strange noise.

But when they saw that it was an unknown knight wearing iron armor, these people shrank their heads in boredom.

The city of Montauca has a developed economy. Of course, there are many knights belonging to Viscount Montauca in the city. Occasionally, local knights come to the Church of Saturn for business, and these priests are naturally not surprised.

After finding an unknown priest on the road and asking for the location of the vice-priest, Priest Batal took Kil and went straight to where the vice-priest was.

It was a small garden.

Although it is a garden, the priests of the Church of Saturn rarely plant ornamental flowers. Most of the so-called "gardens" specially plant some special crops from other places.

It's not fruit trees. Fruit trees are planted in special orchards. This smaller garden is dedicated to cultivating lower crops.

As soon as Kil got closer, he saw several elderly priests bending over and doing something in a small knee-deep pond.

These small ponds are only two meters by two meters in size and are made of long stone bricks. They look like mini ornamental pools.

However, Keir noticed that the plants planted in each pond were different. Some were similar to lotus flowers, with small round leaves floating on the water, and vertical stems extending from the water, pointing to the sky, with the top Huaguduo has begun to take shape.

There are also square leaves floating on the water, but stems grow from the surface of the leaves and are covered with small flowers. Some flying insects are buzzing around the flowers, seeming to be feeding on the pollen and pollen in the flowers. nectar.

There are also ordinary-looking rice seedlings growing densely in small ponds, with the top leaves automatically swaying in the absence of wind.

One of the most peculiar pond plants is a plant that looks like a small tree or shrub. Its spherical crown rises out of the water and is more than one meter high, with several pocket-like things hanging on it. Just when Keir looked over, branches tens of centimeters long stretched out directly from the green plant pocket organ. They waved quickly in the air toward the pocket. There seemed to be stickiness on them, and they immediately stuck to several branches from the side. The small flying insects were swallowed into the pocket.

"What is that?"

Keir looked surprised. Is this a carnivorous plant? But why is it planted in the Church of Saturn? It doesn’t look like a crop that can be cultivated, no, planted?

Priest Batal couldn't answer Kiel's question, and he didn't know that plant either.

"Both of you, that's the Soth's Snake-eating Wood. It's a relatively rare rare plant from the distant Elf Forest. Don't think it's strange. In fact, the pockets of this plant are edible, and because there are many mosquitoes, In areas where diseases are rampant, planting this plant can also effectively suppress the number of diseases caused by mosquito bites!”

An elderly priest stood cheerfully in the pond, holding a wooden pole with his hands and explaining to the two of them.

The vice-priest Kiel and the others were looking for on this trip also took a break from the busy work in the pond, walked out of the pond with mud on their feet, and walked towards Priest Batal: "It is still a relatively rare plant now, but when we wait These old guys have figured out its mass reproduction method, and can plant it in many villages with rivers passing through it. By then, it should be able to effectively reduce the spread of several mosquito-borne diseases, but, ahem, in the future It’s inevitable that we have to have some serious fights with the Church of the God of Sickness, which is secretly developing everywhere.”

Priest Batal immediately lowered his head and saluted the vice-priest, and Kil also clenched his fist and hit his left chest, performing a formal etiquette when wearing armor.

Kiel's etiquette is common everywhere, and it can be regarded as a unified way for soldiers wearing armor to salute.

Even when facing the king or other nobles, you can use this method of salute without being considered rude.

But if you don't wear armor, the etiquette is more diverse. A warrior who uses a long sword needs to hold the long sword directly on the abdomen, holding it with both hands, and pressing the forehead against the sword. Warriors who use long weapons hold the weapon with their right hand, make a fist with their left hand, beat their right chest, and lower their heads. There is also the etiquette of kneeling on one knee and holding a weapon upside down. Or if you don't have a weapon in your hand, kneel down on one knee, place one hand on your knee, and make a fist with the other hand to hit your chest.

These are common warrior etiquette, and different methods are how to deal with superiors at different levels.

If you wear armor, it will be much simpler.

"Batar Shepherd, you found the person who came, why didn't you set out immediately to rescue the trapped believers and people as soon as possible? And why did you come here to find me?"

The deputy priest took his long wooden stick from another old priest beside him and walked over while talking.

The mud on his feet spontaneously dried and fell off as he walked around, and soon the vice-priest's feet became clean again. There were many pairs of sandals made of animal skins and vine branches placed on the edge of many ponds. The old man put on the shoes briskly before approaching Kiel.

Kiel thought that the deputy dean whom Priest Batal was looking for had no intention of helping, but he soon changed his mind.

"Master Vice-President, there will be no delay in preparing for the rescue operation. I am here this time hoping that you can provide some help. And this is very necessary. The great God of Agriculture guides this matter. In any case, the diocese must provide Some help wouldn’t it?”

Priest Batal said directly, but the vice-priest was not angry, but showed a smile of 'you finally understand' on his lips.

"Haha, it should be so. The number of you is smaller, so you should get some blessings. So, is there anything you want? Tell me."

Several other old priests also walked out of the pond, put down the farm tools they had used before, and after sorting them out a little, they all gathered behind the deputy priest, put their hands in the sleeves of their short robes, lowered their heads and closed their eyes, and said No words were spoken.

But they just stood behind the deputy dean, which showed the power and power of the deputy dean, who was also an old man.

Because although Keir couldn't tell the strength of these people, he could tell just from the patterns on their robes that the lowest level among them was the same as Priest Batal, and there were some higher.

And even if they are at the same level as Priest Batar, that is, the shepherd level, these old priests are also embroidered with additional decorations that represent their achievements.

Before coming, Priest Batal discussed this issue with Kil. Of course, they would try to get benefits if possible, but the help of the local diocese was of course not unlimited. Even if the vice-president provided help, it would not be possible. Really go all out and everything must be done in moderation.

"I wonder what help the Patriarch can provide? Both myself and the Kiel Warriors need at least a powerful blessing, and we also need some other blessing props. I personally hope to obtain a certain increase in force, so as not to be compromised by force during the operation. Become a lame for the Kiel Warriors.”

After taking a breath, Priest Batal saw that the deputy priest was still listening to his story, so he continued: "The Kiel Warrior is the main force in this operation. He is equipped with the power of the God of Agriculture that was arranged by the great God of Agriculture. Therefore, there is a special need for a batch of blessing props to assist in combat."

After he finished speaking, the vice-priest opposite did not speak, but smoothed his long gray-black beard with his hand.

"You don't like the powerful blessing and the ordinary blessing ceremony, right?"

Priest Batal acted as if it was a matter of course, obviously he thought that was it.

"Oh, you guy, you can't give powerful and effective blessings, but not everyone who receives the blessing can bear it. For example, you can only bear one blessing at most. No matter how many more blessings you have, the power of the blessing will affect It depends on your priest ability. And this, Mu, Kiel warrior, right? His situation is more complicated, two of them are no problem, but the specific selection of the blessing ceremony needs to be considered, and it cannot be inconsistent with the power in his body. positive effect."

After finishing speaking, the vice-rector led everyone away from here and headed towards the place where the ceremony could be held.

This is not to say that you need to find a special place to hold the ceremony. In fact, there is no such requirement. It is just that the success and effect of the ceremony are still greatly affected by the environment in which the ceremony is held.

The place where the vice-president is taking Keir and others is right at the center of the Church of the God of Saturn in Montoka City.

Walking through the quiet and clean brick and stone aisles and cloisters full of carved sacred words and holy scriptures, the towering and shocking church and the square and solemn church hall were left behind everyone. The place in the center of the church may have been a very gorgeous and solemn place in Keer's imagination, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he was a little disappointed.

Here is a small piece of lawn, an open space with a radius of more than 20 meters. In the center stands a white stone statue of the god of agriculture. The statue is facing the entrance door, so as soon as Kil looks up, he can see the vague-faced god of agriculture looking at him.

Although the face of the God of Agriculture was blurry, his human eyes were carved very vividly. The moment Kil's eyes met the eyes of the statue, a buzzing sound rang out in his head.

At first it was a sizzling noise, then gradually the sound grew from muffled to clear.

It was a ballad, a distant ballad.

Picked up from the first seed.

Until the first seed is planted.

From the first moment of joy blooming.

To the first full stomach to be enjoyed.

From the first day of farming.

To the harvest of every day.

From the moment the first delicacy is served.

to each mouthful of food being delivered to the mouth.

I watched.

And looking forward to it.

More people enjoy the joy of harvest.

More people enjoy the joy of a full stomach.

From birth, babbling.

Until death, last breath.

Farming and hard work are with us all.

Cherish every hard-earned grain.

Enjoy every bit of hard work.

If you are tired, take a break.

Sing my song.

Gather strength.

relieve fatigue.

The child brought a kettle.

My wife brought me a job.

Drink some water and eat a full meal.

Sing my song.

Dust yourself off, rise again, rise again.

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When Kil came to his senses, he burst into tears unknowingly, but the priests around him looked at Kil in surprise. The old followers of the vice-priest were whispering, Priest Batal looked surprised, but the vice-priest himself just stared at Kil, slowly stroking his long gray and black beard.

Kil wanted to open his mouth and ask what happened.

But the vice-rector waved his hand and signaled everyone to walk on the soft lawn towards the empty central ceremony venue.

Kil fell silent. He had no choice but to take out the linen cloth he usually used to wipe weapons from his waist pocket, pinched it with metal fingers and wiped his face, trying to remove the tears on his face.

Then follow.

But Kiel's combat boots are different from other people's sandals or soft leather boots. The metal-soled combat boots step on the soft lawn, and suddenly the soft grass under the soles of the feet is trampled into tattered grass blades and grass due to its heavy weight. juice.

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

It was only after Kil took several steps that he discovered this, but the vice-dean waved his hand: "No problem, please come forward."

After saying this, Kil dared to stride forward.

Beside the legs of the tall white stone statue, Priest Kil and Batal stood side by side.

The elderly priests around them were facing the two of them in a splayed position.

As the most powerful and highest-ranking vice-rector present, he stood in front of the two of them, with his back to the stone statue of the God of Agriculture and his face to Kiel and the others.

"Batar, you can only accept the blessing ceremony once. Considering your mission and difficulties this time, I selected the blessing of 'Blessed Food' as your support this time."

The old but extremely energetic deputy priest raised his head and said to Priest Batal in a declarative manner.

Priest Batal was a little confused, but the deputy priest quickly clarified his doubts.

"If you two act quickly, you will definitely save most of the believers. What can you eat on the way to escape? Every hunger reduces your strength. Although the people are oppressed and distressed, they are very powerful. How can the two of them defeat the enemy? Then use this powerful blessing to feed every rescue believer. The God of Agriculture is watching you two, carrying his wishes and taking his orders."

The deputy dean's voice gradually became louder as he spoke. Outside the surrounding lawn was a complete circle of tall walls. After repeated echoes, the voice became shocking and majestic.

In the reverberation of the sound, the grass blades swayed slightly.

Kil's face was expressionless, but Batar knelt on his knees and thanked the front.

The vice-rector turned sideways at the right time and let a priest make his homage to the god of agriculture.

After Priest Batal paid homage to the God of Agriculture with great piety, the blessing ceremony for him would begin quickly.

Kiel took a few steps back to make room.

Priest Batal took the initiative to take off his robe and undergarments, and stood shirtless in only a pair of loose clerical trousers.

Several old associates of the vice-president walked a few steps slowly and surrounded Priest Batal. They all squatted down, spread one hand to the ground, and pointed forward in the air with the other.

At a glance, Keir could see that several people were pointing to the same place.

Then these old priests muttered something.

“The food that fills our bellies comes from you and me.”

“One grain of seed will bear hundreds.”

“Our Lord bless it and make it blessed.”

“One grain is worth a hundred, one grain is worth a thousand.”

"Fill the belly and fill the stomach."

"Fragrant to the nose, fragrant to the tongue, fragrant to the eyes."

"Not hungry, not hungry, not greedy."

"May the Lord grant this divine power."

"Reward this man."

"This person is a bishop, a church member, a church member, and a believer."

"Those who are facing difficulties deserve to enjoy this blessing and divine power."

“May the Lord reward this man.”

"May the mighty God of Agriculture reward this man."

As soon as the words fell, the cyan divine power of several people suddenly emerged from their bodies, flowing rapidly through the hand touching the earth, and reaching the tip of the finger raised high.

The cyan divine power floated out like a ribbon of light and gradually gathered in mid-air.

And under that gathering light spot was the shirtless Priest Batal with his hands raised in the air.