People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

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"Squeak-tinkle-"

Gabriel is one of the few taverns that is still open. Suddenly the door was pushed open, and the welcome bell hung on the door rang crisply.

This alarmed the only living person in the tavern:

—The bartender at the bar, wiping the glass.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the sudden visit of the two patriarchs has finally relieved you."

The bartender's tone was somewhat mocking: "What to drink?"

"same as usual!"

Father Cronin, who took off his magical clothes, said casually, sitting opposite the bartender, with the lingering tiredness on his face:

"You are well-informed and sold to barbarians?"

The bartender kept moving, adjusting the mojito and saying, "I think so, but when I think of the smell of fur on them, I feel sick."

In two words, he adjusted the mojito and handed it to Father Cronin.

In the transparent and colorless glass, a few mint leaves embellish a bit of summer coolness.

Father Cronin took the cocktail, sniffed it lightly, and swallowed it.

The refreshingness of mint and the potency of rum, fermented and entangled on the tip of the tongue, made him shiver all over, and his spirits burst.

"call-"

Cronin exhaled, reached into his arms, took out two sealed bottles and placed them on the bar.

"I want a pig herd!"

The bartender's expression froze, and then he smiled: "Dude, just kidding, where did I get such extraordinary characteristics?"

Cronin sent the sealed bottle forward and repeated: "I want a pig herd!"

The bartender became more and more uneasy: "Master priest, you know, only those stinky barbarians have this kind of thing, how can I have it?"

"Gabriel can't hold it anymore. The two patriarchs are not good at defending at all, and they don't see any movement. The news is leaked. The attack of the beasts is getting more and more crazy, and the west wall of the city is already covered with vines..."

Cronin's expression became gloomy, and he said incoherently: "The church doesn't have the determination to stick to it. They are even evacuating the people and robbing the pasture of the mechanical undead. Why should I sacrifice my life?"

The bartender's expression became cloudy and uncertain.

He is a black market businessman.

The reason for not going is just because it is profitable.

Especially in times of war!

A large amount of supplies flowed into his hands every day, from Western barbarians to Father Dawn.

He knew why Cronin had to be a swineherd?

In the local Dawn Church in Gabriel, there is an unwritten rule:

That is, the extraordinary characteristics obtained from the Moon God religion must be turned over. Except for a small number of characteristics from the Moon God Cult, local superhumans are basically not allowed to take the supernatural characteristics from the Moon God Cult.

The reason is very simple, worry about being instigated.

Especially the extraordinary people who take the "One Path"!

The pig herd that Father Cronin wanted was a very rare extraordinary trait.

Once it appears, it is bound to be taken away by the Church of Dawn and sent to other parishes.

Because the power of this extraordinary characteristic and the extraordinary ritual are very dependent on the forest, once it is taken, it is basically not far from the mutiny.

"Never mind!"

The bartender suddenly took out a sealed bottle and threw it to the counter next to the bartender, attracting the attention of Father Cronin and grabbing the two extraordinary characteristics in front of Cronin.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Father Cronin did not pounce on the characteristics of the pigherd.

Instead, he held down the gentleman's hat, raised the corner of his mouth, and spit out a word coldly.

"heresy!"

The bartender who threw out his characteristics, his body froze, and suddenly raised his right hand, pressing down on the gentleman's hat that did not exist.

The action is exactly the same as Father Cronin!

"you-"

The bartender was horrified!

"Boom!"

Unexpectedly, the ground of the tavern suddenly split open, and a red vortex covered with tentacles opened its huge mouth and swallowed Father Cronin!

—This is an earth burrower from the Tobias desert.

This scene happened so suddenly that Father Cronin was unprepared and let the earthworm devour him in one bite.

However, the bartender's face turned desperate!

Because the burrowers did not devour their prey at all.

In fact, his continued actions also proved this.

He released the right hand that was pressing the non-existent gentleman's hat, stretched out to the two sealed bottles on the table, opened them at the same time, and poured them into his mouth slowly.

"No no no..."

The bartender's eyes were like copper bells, and the corners of his eyes were full of tears. He frantically resisted this synchronized action, but in the end he couldn't do anything, he could only watch himself take two extraordinary characteristics at the same time.

At the entrance of the extraordinary characteristics, his expression suddenly froze.

The spiritual imprint contained in the two sealed bottles made him fall into a boundless illusion, until a civilized stick pierced his forehead and shattered the fleshy brain that carried thoughts.

Father Cronin slowly pulled out the civilized stick, and looked at the bartender who was limp and dead, with no expression on his face.

The huge earth burrower behind him has withdrawn to the ground.

Two very young priests walked in.

— They are all monks who have just graduated from the monastery.

One of the men with a fluffy beard at the corners of his lips picked up the pigherd's seal bottle and handed it to Father Cronin.

Father Cronin wanted him to be handed over to the church, but after thinking about it, he reached out and took it.

Because Patriarch Waters once said: Human nature cannot stand the test. Never test your colleagues. This is not only to protect your colleagues, but also to protect yourself.

If his teammates really save the pig herd, they will definitely be imaginative.

Will it be impulsive to defect, no one can guarantee it!

Especially when the situation is so dire.

"Did he really leak the news?" the young priest couldn't help asking.

"It does not matter."

Father Cronin shook his head: "When he took out the pig herd, he was already a traitor heresy!"

"Ah?" The young priest looked blank.

"Lord Cronin, your performance just now was absolutely amazing. I thought that you...you really..."

Another young priest was completely distracted from the bartender.

He looked at Father Cronin with a frenzy on his face, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Cronin taught him a wonderful lesson through his masterful deception skills.

"Hehe, let's go! Those evil beasts are getting more and more crazy, now is not the time for small talk."

Cronin, who was collecting the extraordinary characteristics of the bartender, smiled lightly, and a complex color flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Where is the fraud?

That's clearly... an authentic performance!

Gabriel is the two patriarchs here.

But what?

The two patriarchs were almost gone, let alone any movement.

On the contrary, because of their arrival, the attack of the evil beasts in the West became more and more crazy.

Especially last night, countless dandelions floated into the city, blooming everywhere, and Gabriel almost fell!

Only those who have just become extraordinary people will be eager to make achievements.

As everyone knows, extraordinary characteristics that are rarely seen in ordinary times are now commonplace.

Even the Church has broken with tradition and given them supernatural properties from the forest.

Thinking of this, his footsteps froze slightly, and a moment of hesitation suddenly flashed... Why don't you take the pig herd and go away?

"what!"

A young priest next to him changed his face slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"The earth...the earth is shaking!"

Father Cronin's face changed suddenly, and he rushed out of the tavern, stepped on the wall, jumped on the roof ridge, raised his eyes and looked away to the southwest.

At this moment, Gabriel also sprang up countless figures on the streets and alleys, occupying the commanding heights nearby and looking to the southwest.

That's the direction of the Great Forest of Eleanor!

"This is?"

The sight on the lush horizon made Father Cronin's scalp go numb!

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