Why do you want to call me

A group of people entered the platform mightily, and there was already a special train waiting there.

"I don't know what happened to Newman's place?"

A bishop stopped the other bishop from behind and asked in a low voice.

Newman is his disciple, so he naturally needs to pay attention.

The held bishop glanced at him and said flatly.

"You have to trust your disciples, and under the light of the Lord of Radiance, any heresy will disappear."

Newman's master sighed softly, his heart was beating bulgingly, as if foreshadowing something.

"The train to Coral City is about to leave, please get in as soon as possible."

Chapter 28 The Holy Son is in the Imperial Capital!

The huge steam train spewed out a puff of white mist, then started, heading towards Coral City.

On the train, the bishop's gray eyebrows were constantly shaking, showing the extreme unrest in his heart.

The ominous premonition before getting into the car made him worry about his disciple.

Twilight Cult...

The bishop slowly chewed these four words in his heart. Although their strength is not very high, they can always make the Holy See suffer a dark loss by relying on various strange spells and treasures.

Their train is going to the place that caused the bell to ring, and it is also related to the Lord of the Twilight.

The bishop crossed his hands, his fingers touched his shoulders, and with a serious face, he prayed to the Lord of Radiance for his disciples.

I hope that this disciple who is expected to inherit his mantle will not have any accidents.

……

The heavy rain has gradually subsided, and the muddy ground has bloodstains that cannot be washed away by the rain. It has been mixed with the soil, and the original color cannot be seen clearly.

There are only a few figures left at the gate of the town, but they are not wearing holy armor, but are dressed in rags, with scars all over their bodies.

Looking at their faces, they are residents of the small town.

The priest in a black robe walked out of the town with heavy steps, looking at the corpses all over the place, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable grief.

His face was no longer blurred at this time, it could be seen that it was the face of an uncle, and the black robe on his body was also pierced in some places.

The Gospel book held by the priest had a deep scratch on its cover, which was from the most powerful paladin.

Under the cover of his teammates, he bypassed the delirious believers and slashed the priest the strongest.

But unfortunately the Gospel suddenly blocked it, leaving only a trace on it.

"hateful!"

"hateful!"

"hateful!!"

"These...these are obviously the most devout believers in God, but they actually fell here."

The priest's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Sometimes his expression was angry, like an erupting volcano; sometimes he was sad, crying, tears running out uncontrollably.

The rest of the believers seemed to be like puppets, and they were also angry or sad, which was very strange.

After an unknown period of time, the priest stopped the expression on his face, and then his whole demeanor changed completely, and he was immediately solemn.

His eyes were blank, as if he saw something, and then he let out a dull voice.

"Holy Son, I have found the Holy Son."

"The imperial capital, he is in the imperial capital!"

After a while, there was a dead silence here, only the vultures were circling in the sky, and when they saw no moving figures, they rushed down one after another.

……

Secret meeting research room.

Sophia removed the flickering protective spells from her body, and then closed the magic circle in the laboratory.

Heloise hurried over and asked, "Sophia, what's the matter?"

She glanced at Eve on the workbench, and she didn't know what it was like.

"Little Eve's bloodline awakening is easy to solve, but..." Sophia paused, a hint of hesitation flickered in her glass-like pupils, she couldn't solve Eve's gaze on the Lord of the Twilight, and because of this, she almost involved herself up.

Fortunately, the Lord of the Twilight is magnanimous and doesn't care about Sophia's offense to him, otherwise it is still unknown whether she can escape safely.

"Sorry, I can only try to hide Eve's aura..." Sophia thought for a while before replying to the anxious Heloise.

Heloise was silent for a while, gently stroking Eve's small head with her palm, and when she looked at her, there was an indescribable kindness in her eyes.

She knew that she could hide for a while, but she couldn't hide for a lifetime.

Even though Heloise hadn't had contact with the outside world for more than ten years, she never doubted the power of the Holy See. It was only a matter of time before she followed the Lord of the Twilight's breath to find Eve.

She chuckled softly: "If there is no solution, then there is no solution. I will be satisfied if I can solve her blood problem."

Then he looked at Sophia, and apologized: "I'm going to trouble you for a while, Sophia."

Heloise knew that Sophia would be under a lot of pressure if she wanted to help them, and if she was discovered, the secret meeting and the Holy See might cause great conflict.

Although the Secret Society has no taboo against evil gods, but has a great interest in them, but due to the Holy See, they can only study them secretly.

It's not that the Secret Society can't beat the Holy See, but it's also the front line of researching the mystery. There is no such saying.

Rather, the Holy See's obsession with heresy can be compared to the secret society's obsession with mystery.

The secret meeting also didn't want to be stuck with a piece of brown sugar all the time, so they banned the members of the secret meeting from doing research on evil gods and the like. Once they were discovered, they would be expelled directly.

The secret meeting will only tell the Holy See that the person has been expelled. As for where the person was expelled, they don't know, so they can only trouble the Holy See to find it slowly.

Sophia nodded silently, then went into the bathroom and simply cleaned the instrument.

In fact, the gaze of the Lord of the Twilight on Eve is easy to solve, and the person who tied the bell needs to be untied.

As long as the Lord of Twilight is willing to help Eve, there will be no problem.

Sophia looked up at herself in the mirror, only to see that the person in the mirror had a slight smile and a beautiful face, which was as white as porcelain under the light.

A drop of water followed the curvature of the face, across the pink cheeks, and dripped below the collarbone.

Sophia seemed to have never heard of it, she was a little bit hard to recover at the moment, and she was still immersed in the shock brought by the Lord of the Twilight.

The scene of meeting the Lord of Twilight refused to slip out of his mind for a long time, and he remembered it from time to time.

She was too small in front of Him, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but a bitter smile appeared.

Sophia splashed cold water on her face, trying to wake herself up.

……

When Ji Yan walked out of the lounge, there were not many people there, and even Professor Salom didn't know where he went.

He packed his things and prepared to leave the classroom.

There is no class in the afternoon, so he has to hurry back and break through the 0.1 barrier.

Passing by the place where the experimental accident happened today, Ji Yan took a look and found that a student was cleaning up the scene.

It turned out to be the eldest lady of the Valkyrie family, Phil.

At this moment, she had already packed the last fragment of the glass into the trash can, and when she looked up, she saw Ji Yan who was looking at her.

There was an almost iconic sneer, and then he made a mockery.

"Why did you come out? I thought you would hide in the lounge all the time and dare not come out?"

Listening to her sarcasm, Ji Yan blinked and said "Oh" undeniably.

"What are you doing!"

Phil's eyes narrowed, and she felt that Ji Yan's word "oh" seemed to be perfunctory to herself, which made her feel a little discouraged because she didn't get any effective feedback.

She stood up, obviously not as tall as Ji Yan, but she seemed to be looking down at him.

"This classmate, the school does not allow fighting in private."

Looking at her crunching fist, Ji Yan kindly reminded her.

"Then do you dare to fight with me on stage!"

Phil's face was gloomy, and he exuded the aura from his body, pressing down on Ji Yan overwhelmingly. Although this aura was very weak, it was enough to make a person with a factor content of not even 0.1 feel a huge boulder pressing on him.

"Don't dare."

Ji Yan looked at the angry Phil with the eyes of an idiot, I will go to you with a person who is less than 0.1 to fight with someone who has passed 0.3, is this possible?

Do you have to agree to hit me if you say you want to hit me?

After a while, Ji Yan watched Phil who was blocking the way motionless in front of him, and walked around her and walked out by another way.

But at this moment, Phil fell into a deep confusion, and she didn't expect that Ji Yan would agree to her request, she was just confused why Ji Yan could not be affected by her aura?

Isn't Ji Yan's factor content less than 0.1?

This once made Phil a little discouraged, thinking that his factor content was a fake 0.3.

She walked out of the laboratory in a daze. Because of her status as the eldest lady of the Valkyrie family, when someone passed by halfway, she took a look at her.

Phil seemed to sense the line of sight, and looked back with a gloomy expression, while gritting his silver teeth and pressing his momentum to that side.

The man was taken aback for an instant, a little confused about the young lady's temper, so he could only admit that he was unlucky, turned his head and left.

Chapter 29 Helpless Cinderella

At this time, the sun is shining, and the heat wave is surging.

After walking out of the school gate, Ji Yan saw an acquaintance along the street.

A girl wearing thick-rimmed glasses was struggling to move a bag of things, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead.

"hu~hu~"

Panting heavily, Cinderella wiped off the sweat from her face, her face flushed red.

Looking at the bag that was heavier than her own, she secretly cheered for herself.

Cinderella, you can.

After pumping, put your delicate hands on top of the pockets, grasp them firmly, and drag them slowly.

Fortunately, the bag was very strong, and there was nothing valuable in it, so Cinderella, who couldn't lift it, could only drag it.

This is something belonging to the two sisters. If they insist on bringing it out from their old home, they can only ask Cinderella to help it.

Cinderella did not dare to complain about this.

It would be great if someone could help me, even if it's just to share a little.

The girl thought so in her heart, but she didn't seek any help from the people nearby.

She is used to doing things alone, if someone really helps her, she may not be used to it for a while.

Dragging and dragging, Cinderella's sweat came out again. The sunshine that just entered autumn did not fade at all, and it was still like midsummer. At this moment, she seemed to be in a stove.

The clothes on Cinderella were made of thick and thick cloth, without the slightest breathable function.

The school issued new school uniforms, but she saw that the new clothes were so beautiful that she was reluctant to wear them except for school.

And Cinderella has to work often, she was afraid of soiling and damaging her school uniform, so she changed into other clothes.

At this moment, she felt a little dizzy in front of her eyes, so she could only move and rest for a while.

Cinderella lowered her head, and when she was about to move on, she was surprised to find that the bag was much lighter.

Her first reaction was:

Oops, did the bag get worn out by me, causing things to fall out!

Cinderella looked nervous, a little afraid of being scolded by the two older sisters at home, so she lifted her long hair covering her eyes and wanted to observe the situation.

Then he found a figure standing aside, holding a corner of the bag in his hand.