At dusk, the gate of Xiaoshi Village Church was knocked.

After a moment, Father York, wearing a black robe, walked to the door and saw a man wearing a low flat hat and a black one-piece dress standing in the shadow of the door. He had seen many such outfits, mostly because he had done something shameless, and came here to pray for God's forgiveness.

At this time, the man spoke, and the content was in line with York's judgment.

"Dear Father, I'm sorry to bother you so late. My sin has never stopped, so I can only come to confess my consent."

"Haha, it doesn't matter, God of Light will always be there, and so will God's servants." Father York opened the door and said gently.

The man nodded, expressed his gratitude, reached down and lowered his hat brim and entered the church sideways.

"Okay, it's time to start." York, who entered the confessional booth, sat down.

The so-called confessional pavilion is actually a place similar to a sedan chair. A window is opened on the front to communicate with the outside world. The window is separated from the outside by a layer of black cloth, which is also to protect the privacy of believers.

"Father, I am guilty!"

"Everyone in this world has sins, but as long as you repent with integrity, God will forgive you."

It was just an old-fashioned dialogue that was unintentional. Father York mechanically said something he had to repeat dozens of times a day, and his mind was a little lost. He was thinking about whether he had heard the previous sound wrongly? Or was a mouse crawling into the secret passage.

"In this way..., Father, are you guilty?"

"Well, of course, I confess every day that I cannot spread God's grace better." York answered very well.

The man outside breathed a little heavier... Why, are you ashamed by comparison? York thought to himself.

"But I want to commit crime now, and I can't control it."

"Then pray sincerely, and ask God to give you the strength to control yourself."

The man outside was silent a little: "But I still want to know, if I really sin, will God forgive me?"

“If you truly repent, God will forgive you.”

"Huh... praise God!" The man outside seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Praise God." York stood up, and finally sent the inexplicable confessor. Should I go to rest first or continue the exciting things just now? Well, let's train the two fillies again, and the feeling was extremely wonderful.

"Father."

"What?" York, who was savoring the wonderful taste, replied with the following meaning.

"Thank you for your bread."

"What……"

puff!

The man who came to confess his confession moved his black long clothes, and a crossbow that had already shot out of the arrow was poked out from the hem. Then he quickly launched the arrow, fired, fired, fired...

Puff, puff, puff.

The thin wooden board on the front of the confessional pavilion was quickly penetrated and torn apart by crossbow arrows. For a moment, the wood chips flew away and kept groaning.

"Drink...drink...huh..."

After several crossbow arrows shot, the man gasped heavily and seemed very nervous. He pushed the brim of his hat and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He exposed his long and narrow eyes, which was Tang En.

Tang En picked up the crossbow and opened the Confession Pavilion. York's eyes were wide open, and his upper body was covered with blood. The fatal injury was in the heart that he covered with his hands. The big hole there took away his life.

"God will forgive my sins. I don't know if your sins will forgive your 'boss'..."

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It is about three thousand meters east of Xiaoshi Village.

A team of knights equipped with holy armor was moving slowly. The reason why they were moving slowly was not that their mounts were not good. On the contrary, the breed of horses they sat on was pure and abnormal. What slowed down their speed was a gorgeous carriage in the middle of the team.

The small window on one side of the carriage was suddenly opened from the inside, and an old face with a wrinkled face appeared. The knight waiting beside the carriage hurriedly leaned over.

"Buck, how long will it take to arrive?"

The knight did not dare to neglect and said respectfully: "Mr. Sethman, we will arrive at Xiaoshi Village Church in about a quarter of an hour."

"Well, this damn broken road, I hope I won't mess my carriage."

Buck looked at the speed of the carriage, saying: "Don't worry, Lord Sethman, your carriage is not damaged at all." Hell, if you have such speed, it would be really a ghost.

"That's good!" Sethman in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Let me briefly talk about that Xiaoshi Village Church."

"Okay, Lord Sethman", the knight who is called Buck seems to have done a lot of homework, and said: "The Xiaoshi Village Church has nearly a thousand believers, and the manager is York, a low-level clergyman, and the scope of the responsible are Xiaoshi Village and the four surrounding farms. These five farms are the fiefs of a knight."

"Five farms, nearly a thousand believers... Well, this York is also a talent."

Buck nodded in agreement and said, "Last month York also applied for promotion to his superiors, and is currently being evaluated. Lord Sethman, do you think you want it..."

"Let's go and take a look first. If you are a clever person, please promote it. Buck, when you arrive at the entrance of the village, I will take a rest. Oh, when you get old, you won't be able to keep up with your spirit."

Buck hurriedly said, "I've written down. Lord Sethman has worked hard all the way, please take care of yourself." Are you old? It was the two nuns who tossed you last night...

Sethman naturally couldn't hear the complaints in Buck's heart, and nodded with satisfaction, and was about to close the carriage window. At this moment,

Ding, ding, ding...

"Huh, is this the church bell?" Sethman said in surprise.

This place is located in the south of the empire, and there is no need to be a warning bell like the northern border towns. Usually, melodious bells sound, and that is undoubtedly the bells of the church.

"Well, it should be. The direction of this sound should be Xiaoshi Village."

Sethman said angrily: "What the hell is York doing? How could he ring the bell at this time?"

Of course, the sound of church bells can not be ringed for no reason. Generally, they can only be ringed at weekly prayer meetings, or major religious celebrations, such as the Day of the Descent of God.

Buck spread his hands and said he didn't understand.

"Start up and see what's going on!"

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Just as Sethman and the others were puzzled, the villagers of Xiaoshi Village were also surprised to look at the church in the village.

Most of them are believers in the Church of Light, and naturally they also know the meaning of the church bell. They have never heard of ringing the bell at this time.

Ding, ding, ding...

The stubborn bell kept ringing.

The villagers looked at each other, put down their things and walked towards the church.

Xiaoshi Village is small in size and is closer to the villagers, but they can reach the entrance of the church in just a few steps.

At this moment, the bell suddenly stopped.

"Father York...Father York!"

The first person to arrive at the church door was a peasant woman. She held the entrance to the church door and shouted inside. Unexpectedly, after a few shouts, the door of the church was lightened and the faintly hidden was pushed open.

The first thing that caught her eye was the church bell, which was empty next to it.

"Who is playing tricks?"

"Father York..." she shouted softly and walked towards the church's bishop's hall. Everyone here knew that York's room was behind the bishop's hall.

The door of the Bishop's Hall was also unlocked and was pushed open with a creak.

"Hey, Father York, what are you doing when you sit on the ground?" At this time, it was dark and the bishop's hall naturally became even darker. However, the peasant woman still saw a figure lying down with her head down and leaning against the hosting table, facing the gate.

The figure did not answer, as if he was focusing on looking at something on the ground.

The peasant woman with a little nerve didn't notice anything strange at all. She stepped forward and was about to talk to Father York...

ah--

A scream of horror came out, and some villagers who had just arrived at the church were shocked when they heard the sound.

At the entrance of the bishop's hall, the peasant woman fell to the ground and pointed her trembling fingers forward: "York, Father York... is dead... is dead."

"What?" Everyone was shocked and looked inside.

After a while, the lights in the Bishop's Hall were lit.

Father York, wearing a black robe, was lying on the hosting table, with several transparent holes on his chest slowly flowing with blood. The holy God of Light on his chest had been dyed red, and a large pool of blood spread on the ground.

"Father York!"

"God, how could this happen! Woo woo..."

"Who smashed it? I'm going to hang him immediately!"

"Hey, there are things on the ground, and there are handwriting..."

Looking at York's miserable death, the villagers were completely angry. It should be said that York's performance in Xiaoshi Village was really perfect. He successfully left the villagers with a pious and kind impression. Now such a good person has been brutally killed by others, and everyone cannot be angry.

The crowd was indignant and kept cursing the murderer. At this time, careful people also saw the things next to York's hands and blood-stained handwriting.

"Hey, this is a key."

"Is that the word "the murderer's name?"

"If you are literate, take a look!" the impatient villager shouted.

"Get out of here, I'll do it," a bearded farmer squeezed in and identified, "Well, the truth is written in the room behind."
To be continued...