bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 207 Missing
The Principality of West Asia, the capital of Taris Parish.

On snowy days, the sky in Talis will become extraordinarily clear and clear, and people will have a particularly good mood when they look at the cloudless blue sky.

For the believers in the diocese, having such fine weather on Sunday is really the icing on the cake.

This is a private house in the parish of Talis. It is said to be a private house, but it is actually very spacious, with a square-like courtyard and a single-family building. It is currently being used as a pilgrimage church of the Catholic Church.

A few days ago, the cathedral seemed to be structurally unstable and needed some repairs. Therefore, before the cathedral was repaired, believers with good conditions and wealth were often willing to lend their houses to the church as a temporary itinerant church for The faithful of the parish are used for worship and confession.

To those who are not believers, this practice is nothing more than showing off wealth.

To the faithful, however, such acts of generosity are always appreciated and admirable.

At this moment, the believers are queuing up to enter the compound safely, and the owner of the compound even prepared meals for the believers, which made all the believers who attended the worship solemnly express their gratitude and sigh with emotion from the bottom of their hearts The kindness and generosity of the owner of the compound.

Among the believers waiting in line to attend the confession, there was a woman with a sad face.

The woman's gait looks rather weak, and her coughing from time to time also shows that her health is not optimistic.

At this moment, she was looking anxiously at the avenue outside the compound—many trainers of the National Church Knights were leaving the city in groups, and this scene looked like...

"It's almost like going to war."

The woman muttered to herself, and the anxiety on her face became a little more serious.

"Thank you, my lord priest, thank you!"

A voice drew the woman's attention back, and she turned to look at the confession room, where a man had just left, still thanking the priest incessantly.

She is next.

The woman quickly adjusted her appearance. Although the believers and the priest would not see each other in the confession room, she always subconsciously wanted to be more formal.

She stepped over the threshold of the confession room, and gently closed the door behind her. In the dark confession room, only candlelight remained.

"Hello, my lord priest."

The woman respectfully greeted the priest in front of her.

There is a thick, opaque curtain between her and the priest, so they cannot see each other, which is more conducive to the believers to relax and complete the confession.

"The Lord welcomes you, ma'am, do you have something on your mind and want to confess, or have you made a mistake and want to confess to the Lord?"

The priest's voice sounded.

The woman let out a sigh of relief, and then said: "My name is Loris, Father, and I want to confess."

"The Lord is listening."

The priest's voice was deep and relaxing. Loris thought for a moment before saying, "I...I want to pray for my son, Porta, he is missing."

"Missing?"

The priest's tone didn't fluctuate too much: "Ms. Loris, have you contacted the police academy in the capital?"

Lorith nodded, and after a moment of hesitation, he shook his head: "I have already reported, but there has been no news. Porta is a good boy. If there is any delay, he will definitely contact me in advance. Said, so there is no audio at all this time, I am really worried, and..."

She paused for a while, as if hesitating whether she should say the next thing.

"And... It seems that the knights of the church have been running out of the city for the past few days. If something happens next, what will Bota do alone?"

"I see, ma'am, please rest assured, the Knights of the State Church have missions, but nothing will affect the believers in our diocese."

The priest's answer reassured Loris obviously, her expression became soft and pious again, she bowed her head from the bottom of her heart, thanking the merciful Lord.

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The Imperial Medical Building has never been so quiet as it is today.

Although it can't be called noisy in the past, there are always the voices of imperial physicians and servants talking.

However, today, the people in the entire imperial physician building did not dare to say a single unnecessary word, and even when they talked, they all kept their voices extremely low.

After all, this is the first time His Royal Highness Shengjia has been to the Imperial Medical Building, so it is extremely solemn and needs to be careful.

Han Dongwen was sitting at the table in the ward, flipping through the posts with a Xuanji disk in his hand.

Beside him, little red bean has not woken up yet.

She slept soundly, her chest and shoulders rose and fell slightly with her breathing, and she turned over from time to time, making Han Dongwen laugh helplessly.

"After all, she's still a little girl."

He came to this imperial physician's building, not all to see Xiaohongdou.

After yesterday's shocking appearance, Jiang Keyin and Chi Hanqing naturally expressed their concern for His Highness's well-being and wanted to visit Han Dongwen.

"When you have time, go deal with these two girls..."

Han Dongwen sighed and turned his attention back to himself.

With the sudden change in the Principality of West Asia, the No. [-] machine should be considered completely scrapped, and the Yunpo Sword naturally disappeared.

However, Han Dongwen also keenly discovered that his physical condition has suddenly improved. From the original shortness of breath, he has become more sensitive and agile, his waist is no longer sore, and his complexion has improved a lot.

Could it be that the first machine was scrapped, but I got part of the experience of the first machine?

There are no other clues, Han Dongwen can only infer this.

What made him even more happy was that part of the skills mastered by the No. [-] machine seemed to be engraved in his mind. As long as the conditions were met, from Luoyan to the previous believer's theft, he seemed to still be able to display it!
The reason why it seems that Han Dongwen has not tried some skills that are slightly more risky.

For example, the prayer beacon that has too much relationship with the Catholic Church can only be said when there is a chance.

"It's good news. Although it can't help much right now, it's definitely better than nothing."

he commented.

At present, most of the soldiers of the National Army Division guarding the border should have assembled and drove from Tianying City to the border of Bailan. No matter what the West Asian State Church Knights want to do, they probably would not have expected Simeng to be ready so quickly.

"If Tilda really ran away, even to the border, then the Yunpo Sword is very likely to be there."

Han Dongwen became more and more excited. If things really went as he expected, then in case he sent troops to rescue Tilda this time, he would give a helping hand to this righteous Grand Duke in West Asia. With her endorsement, the Catholic Church would be calmed down. Isn't the rebellion of the country like a boiled duck?
If this is the case, the benefits that can be obtained this time will not be comparable to the reduction of commercial taxes.

If you think boldly, I am afraid that the five cities that were ceded at the beginning also have a chance...

Han Dongwen was a little happy. Although the No. [-] machine exploded, things finally got better.

After all, if I can make the cake bigger for Simeng, I won't be killed so quickly, and my personal safety will be more stable.

(End of this chapter)