Cataclysmic Transformation

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In the early morning of the next day, Gerat sent Jordin and McKinsey away. Nobles like them could not stay in this small country for too long. If they could stay for two days, they would give Gerat a face.

After Jordin and McKinsey had left, Gerat Ma brought Kitely and the housekeeper to the sacred church in the town of Flashing Gold. [Search for the latest updates at

This is an extremely magnificent, gorgeous, and solemn building that occupies a huge area. In such a remote town, a magnificent cathedral was built. It can be seen that the Holy See has great power, vast financial resources, and even the mayor ’s. No home is so luxurious.

Kitley looked enviously at this sacred church, if only he could work in it, even if it was a small guard, the status was much higher than that of the owner of the Naka manor.

The door of the church opened, and a thin old man walked out of the door. He saw Gerat, "Who are you? What do you do at the Holy Cathedral in Shinkin?"

Gerat smiled and said, "This gentleman, I am the owner of Naka Manor, I came to visit Father Aryan, there are important things to see ..."

The janitor of the sacred church, dare not dare to offend, dogs still have to look at the owner's face?

"Oh ..." The thin man responded proudly. In fact, he was just a civilian. However, due to his ancestor Jide, he got the position of a sacred church gatekeeper. Everyone in the big town had to nod even if the mayor saw him, which made him very satisfied.

He glanced up and down arrogantly at several people. Their clothes were extremely well-dressed. He roughly estimated the income of the other party and snorted coldly. "If someone asks Father Aryan every day, everyone says there is Important things, then our priests do n’t have to do anything, just to receive people like you ... "

Gerat heard a lot of sweat, but the gatekeeper could n’t afford to offend. He had no choice but to say, "We do have something important ..."

The thin man snorted again and said in a strange voice, "I don't care if I want anything, but if I want to see Father Aryan, I have to follow the rules ..."

"What's the rule?" Gerat asked.

The thin man was a little dissatisfied. "I said that you are dressed like a dog. Why don't you understand the rules?" He said with **** out. "This ... does this understand?"

"Understood ... understood ..." Gerat saw the gesture, and even the stupid person understood it. He immediately took out two gold coins from his pocket and handed it over.

"Hmm ..." The thin man took it, and at a glance, he found that the number was wrong, and his eyes were wide open: "You sent a beggar, only two gold coins, you want to see Father Aryan?"

"Then, how much is that?" Gerat was shocked.

"Twenty gold coins ..." said the thin man without hesitation.

"what--"

At the price, several people were taken aback. They did n’t take the 20 gold coins, but they felt too expensive. They did n’t expect that there would be so many janitors in a holy church.

"Don't have any money? If you can't afford it, leave ..." The janitor stared at the door and closed the door.

At this time Kitley was dissatisfied, "What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I call you pretty ..."

"Ha ... actually threatened me ..." The thin man sneered and opened the door, shouting with his hips, "I'll wait, how can you call me beautiful ..."

"You ..." Kitley's face rose to purple liver, and when he stretched out his hand, he would draw a sword.

The thin man sneered there.

"Don't ... don't ... all misunderstandings ..." Gerat was frightened, thinking that the stupid boy was more than successful, and he dared to use his sword in the holy cathedral and didn't want to live. The Holy Roman Empire did not have to stay, unless it fled to other countries.

Gerat softened his tone and took out a bag from his arms. "This gentleman, my son is not sensible. Please don't worry about him. Here are twenty gold coins. Please see Father Aryan ..."

"Huh, that's about ..." The thin man reached for Gerat's bag and gave him a handful of grinning, smiling with satisfaction, before opening the door.

Gerat was a little depressed. He had not seen Father Aryan and had already sent out a lot of gold coins. The man said that he had twenty gold coins, but the first two gold coins had not been returned. Twenty-two gold coins are available, but when I thought of the reward of five hundred gold coins, Gerat was also relieved. The small fortunes were not available, and the reason why the big fortunes were difficult to enter was still known.

Following the skinny man, he walked into the cathedral. Under the light **** in the center of the church, he saw the worshiping Father Aryan, his back turned to them.

The priest wore a black priest robe, with angel wings embroidered on his shoulders, his hands folded, and he wondered what he was praying for.

"Hush ... the priest is praying, wait for a while ..." said the thin man.

Gerat had to wait for a while.

It took a while for the priest to finish the service and turned around. Gerat saw the priest's appearance now, with a bare head, a thick beard on his chin, and a cross on his chest. Angel statue, the whole person exudes a taste of holiness. Seeing the three people, they asked the gatekeeper, "What are they doing here ..."

"Father, they have something to see you ..." the skinny man said respectfully.

Father Aryan nodded, "Okay, go ahead ..."

The man retreated.

Father Aryan glanced up and down a few people, without saying hello, and said lightly, "What's the matter, let's talk ..."

"Yes, Father Aryan ..." Gerat couldn't hide his excitement. "As a people of God, I should report to the gods the sins I saw, so that the gods can glorify and purify everything in the world ..."

Gerat took a deep breath, "Father Aryan, I found a cultivator of undead magic in Maple Leaf Township ..."

"What? Necromancer?" The priest's closed eyes slammed open, his eyes staring like electricity, and he stared at Gerat. "This thing, is it true?"

"It's true ..." Gerat said swearingly, "I am the owner of Naka Manor. My housekeeper was attacked by the Necromancer in the night. I also had two servants and were killed by the Necromancer. Now. "

Father Aryan turned to the housekeeper, and Shen Sheng asked, "Are you ... seeing it with your own eyes?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes ..." The big housekeeper nodded bitterly. "He summoned four skeletons and killed my brother all at once. I was injured, and I was lucky to escape my life ... "

"Show me the wound ..." Father Aryan said.

The housekeeper took off his clothes and showed the wound to Father Aryan.

"That's it? Well, it's a bit like undead magic, but how can undead magic cause such damage? On the contrary, it's very similar to the wound caused by a thief ..." Father Aryan said, waving his hand, with a holy white light At first, the venom around the wound was dispersed, and then the wound was miraculously better.

"Thank you Father Aryan ..." The big housekeeper thanked with great joy.

In Gerat's heart, Father Aryan's hand is not simple. It is called advanced healing. The church in a small place has this unique skill. The power of the Holy Church is beyond doubt.

"No need to thank, saving the wounded is the duty of our Holy Church ..." Father Aryan said expressionlessly.

Gerat asked in a puzzled way, "Father Aryan, isn't the undead magic a useless magic? How can he hurt my housekeeper? It's impossible?"

Father Aryan glanced at him, "Undead magic does not have much combat power, but that refers to the class of the same level ..."

In other words, it means that his butler's strength is too bad.

Gerat was speechless for a while, but his butler was at least a mid-level student, and he was not an ordinary person. Of course, he dared not say it in the face of the priest.

Father Aryan thought for a while and said, "Although this Necromancer is still a child and poses no threat to us, it is the glorious mission of our Holy Church to eliminate the sins of the world. Heretics like Necromancer must be purified ..."

"We can't control how the Roland Empire is, but in the Holy Roman Empire, there must be no Necromancer ..." Father Aryan's words sounded loudly.

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"The God of Light is on ..." Gerat said piously, "Father Aryan, I will show you where things happened last night."

...

The tragedy that happened by the river last night could not conceal others, but the residents of the town. For a time, the whole town became lively. , People are pointing around the stone bridge.

On the stone bridge in Maple Leaf Town, more than two dozen guards of the Holy See came slowly. They were dressed in uniforms of red and white, and served as the main guarding force of the sacred cathedral in the town of Shining. Also brought out.

By the small river, the guard of the Holy See, Priest Aryan, carefully observed the headless body of the brown-haired man, and then said, "This is a deadly knife with a flat incision, but this alone cannot prove that the Necromancer did it. It looks like The handwriting of a thief or swordsman. "

Father Aryan turned to the body of the man in black again, "Four swords pierced from different angles, it seems that the assassins cooperated with each other, but this also proved nothing ..."

"There is no evidence, there is no decisive evidence at all ..." Father Aryan pondered. After a while, he turned his head and said to a papal guard, "Call me a townsman who is familiar with him ..."

"Yes ... Father ..."

Soon, the fat Aunt Susan stood in front of Father Aryan. The first time she saw such a big man, she couldn't help but get nervous.

"That kid is Ron. It's been a long time here?" Father Aryan and Yan Yue said erotically.

"Yes, Father, he has been here with a wandering old man for more than ten years ..." Aunt Susan answered honestly.

"Then I ask you, did you see him practicing undead magic?" Father Aryan asked.

"What is undead magic?" Aunt Susan didn't understand.

"Uh, just ..." Father Aryan didn't know what to say, and thought about it, "Did he have any strange behavior, such as the appearance of skeletons around him?"

Father Aryan's words were full of guidance.

"Not this one!"

"Really?" Father Aryan didn't believe it.

"Really not! If you don't believe it, the priest can ask other townspeople. They are also very familiar with Ron." Aunt Susan thought about it, "but the strange behavior really happened. He went to the Fenglin Ancient Road every afternoon The weather will not change. "

"Huh?" Aryan captured this sensitively, "What is he doing there?"

"I don't know. I heard that I want to go to a teacher and learn magic. Oh, yes, his dream is to become a great magician." Aunt Susan said with a smile. "The magician who stopped passing by, begging them to teach himself magic, such a naive idea that only Ron, the child, can figure it out ..."

Father Aryan nodded blankly, "Oh, I know, go back."