Chapter 508 Discussion on Foreigners

Hao Ren knows that his communication with these top church personnel will definitely be troublesome, because in the end "religion" is a sensitive issue, especially when the request you make is related to the core of their beliefs, and you are not making it out of belief in gods. when these questions arise. A die-hard religious fanatic may regard this hasty request as an insult - in their view, all sacred rituals are inherently sacred, they naturally exist, are effective, have divine nature, and cannot be used by mortals. get to the bottom.

Of course, the Huiyao Sect is a relatively tolerant and enlightened religion. Although their belief in the goddess is extremely firm, they adopt a missionary attitude towards the pagans by using actions to influence rather than using violence. This can also be seen from the four This was reflected in the ascetic monk, so Hao Ren felt that his request should be approved. After all, the Pope and the Archbishop cannot be fools. They should be able to realize which is more important, rigid old rules or the security of this world.

Perhaps the lower-level believers are more stubborn, but the pope sitting in the highest position must be the most sober.

Oban and the Pope discussed in low voices for a long time. There seemed to be a few short arguments in the middle. Then the Pope raised his head and looked into Hao Ren's eyes quietly. His voice was flat and there was no emotion in it: "This is a sacred thing." Since the establishment of the Huiyao Sect, only clergy who have officially joined the religion and passed the primary test can participate in the ceremony. Although it is a basic ceremony that the most basic clergy will be exposed to, it is still sacred."

"I understand," Hao Ren nodded, "but obviously the issue of the 'eldest son' is more important. This ancient creature is also a creation of the goddess, and its secret is the secret of the goddess. Under this premise, we should let go of some stubbornness. old tradition.”

"The four masters trust you very much," the pope said softly. "Didn't you ask them about the details of the sealing ceremony?"

Hao Ren nodded: "Asked, I know that the ritual process is to fuse a sacred substance with human blood, but this sacred substance is only available in cathedrals everywhere. The four masters can only tell me the process, But what I'm interested in is the 'matter'."

The Pope was silent for a moment and nodded to Auburn: "Take them to the Sixteenth Temple to watch the sealing ceremony."

"Wouldn't this violate doctrine?"

"If the sect's inheritance went awry in the fifth generation of the Pope, we should trust the intuitive guidance cast by the goddess in our hearts rather than those incomplete ancient scrolls." The Pope narrowed his eyes slightly, "Take them there Well, the goddess will allow it."

Bishop Auburn responded with a noble courtesy, stood up and turned to Hao Ren and the others: "Come with me, the Sixteenth Temple is not far from here."

Hao Renxin said it went well, got up and followed the bald man with subtitles on his face to go to the Sixteenth Temple. Lily was still holding a roasted chicken drumstick and munching on it. As she gnawed, she shouted vaguely: "Wait for me, wait for me, wait for me...why are you leaving now..."

Hao Ren finally couldn't stand this foodie anymore and reached out to pick up Lily: "Can't you have some potential?!"

Lily subconsciously opened her mouth to bite, but luckily she held it back. Seeing this situation, Nangong Wuyue felt a little emotional: "The dog dared to tease her while she was eating, and she wasn't bitten in the end - Landlord, you really trained her out."

Betsy was in a better situation than Lily, but she was obviously reluctant to leave when she put down the plate: You can't expect a country girl who has been drinking and bragging in taverns with the most vulgar group of violent professionals in the world for many years to be able to do it in front of the king. How reserved, in fact, she was no less noisy than Lily when eating just now. Before leaving the room, the girl finally remembered that she still had something important to ask, and quickly turned to look at Moron: "Hey, wait, Your Majesty, I almost forgot to ask - my bounty..."

Hao Ren was almost driven crazy by the guys around him who were dedicated to ruining the atmosphere. He stepped forward and grabbed Betsy's scarf and dragged her back. Before leaving the house, he shouted to Ofra who was staying in the room: "Don't forget In order to arrange Betsy’s reward, this guy is going to feel sick over this matter!”

Ofra nodded, dumbfounded, and watched these guys who didn't act according to common sense finally disappear at the door.

The room was quiet for a few seconds. Moron suddenly sat up straight. The previous lazy old man's temperament suddenly faded away. His eyes shone with shrewdness and his expression was very serious: "This group of people is different from what I imagined." .”

"But it's the same as what I reported," Ofra raised her head and glanced at the king, "Who told you not to believe it?"

Prince Haverman took out his handkerchief and wiped the non-existent fine sweat on his forehead. He looked at the food on the table with a strange expression: "It turns out they also eat human food."

Several other ministers in the room immediately nodded. Prince Haverman's emotion seemed to speak to their hearts. They didn't know what these guys were thinking about after hearing about what happened in Beinz Parish. image. Anyway, when Ofra heard Haverman's emotion, she just rolled her eyes and said, "Ever since I was a child, my only imagination has been stronger than others."

Haverman shrugged dumbfounded and said nothing, while Moroun tapped his fingers on the table, half talking to himself and half asking Ofra: "They really summoned white light from the sky and directly destroyed the entire Beinz Parish. ?I don’t think there seems to be much difference between them and us humans... No matter in terms of image or words and deeds, we can’t see that kind of destructive power.”

Ofra curled her lips and said to herself that when you were four years old, you didn't show the temperament of a king when you were chasing after my mother's butt for candy, but considering that there were too many princes and ministers at the scene, she didn't have the nerve to say it. She just nodded: "This group of people seems to be just an... ordinary team within a certain group they belong to, just like our soldiers, so their words and deeds are no different from ordinary people. But the power behind them is incredible of."

"How much do you know about them?" Moron asked.

"Not much, you should know what I know," Ofra shook her head, "They are a team, belonging to some powerful force in another world. They have the ability to travel through time and space, are organized and disciplined , I guess they will go to various worlds to solve problems because of their mission - just like solving the eldest son here. The members of their team are not very clear yet. The big man who appeared last time did not come this time, and There is a new member, which proves that they have some kind of personnel transfer and selection system. A team like this will have a leader, that is the man named Hao Ren. Other than that... nothing else."

Prince Haverman looked serious: "Are you sure they are organized and disciplined?"

Ofra laughed helplessly: "Haha... Generally speaking, generally speaking."

"What's fortunate now is that they and the forces behind them are not hostile to us, at least they don't seem to be hostile now," Moron closed his eyes slightly, seeming a little tired, "We have too many problems to face, those manpower Let’s put aside the problems that cannot be solved. It’s a blessing that those foreigners are willing to help us solve the problem of our eldest son.”

"I want to believe in their good intentions," Ofra laughed. "At least we have four masters and a mercenary girl who have mixed up with them and are living well. This should prove that these foreigners are not evil."

Moron nodded slightly and said nothing. After a long moment of silence, he opened his eyes and looked at the Pope: "What do you think?"

The pope's expression remained unchanged as always. It seemed that his thoughts had always been placed in some mysterious unknown realm. All that was left here was a body used to convey information. His voice was soft and slow: "We should focus more on thinking. The will of the goddess. The existence of the 'eldest son' has had a great impact on the top leaders of the church, and the 'returning sects' secretly developed by the pagans may also disintegrate the belief system we have established for thousands of years. This is Horleta, and even The foundation of civilization of the entire world has to face challenges. Find ways to minimize the impact of these things, and let the goddess's teachings continue to be the benchmark for the operation of this world. Otherwise, foreigners... let them go. Since If the goddess has no objection, then this is what should happen.”

At the same moment, Hao Ren and the others had left the palace and were preparing to go to the mysterious place where the tattoo ceremony would be held.