Working Prophet.

Chapter 266 I'm Sorry, I'm Afraid It's Too Late
Quintus is in his early forties this year.

Unlike his colleagues, he doesn't really like being a guest in those noble castles. Instead, he prefers to walk in the countryside all year round, feeling the power brought to him by this land and the ordinary people on it.

Due to the constant exposure to the wind and sun, his face looked a bit dark, and wrinkles began to appear prematurely, which also made him look older than his actual age.

In addition, his dress is also very casual, and it is easy to be mistaken for a farmer when he stands by the field.

But don't be fooled by his appearance.

Quintus possesses an incomparable eloquence and superhuman affinity even among priests.

Everyone close to him will involuntarily be infected by his personal charm.

It is said that this time when the Silver Moon Church sent people to the green field, the High Priest Kekuon personally called his name.

And Quintus did not live up to his teacher's expectations. The village he was in charge of was very close to Teacup Castle, and it was a place heavily infiltrated by Shuangxiu Cult.

Some villagers even witnessed the dragon slaying battle that day, although they only saw some flames, vaguely saw that terrifying black figure, and heard its roar and roar.

But the fear of it has been rooted in the bottom of my heart, and I even admire the Shuangxiu religion for defeating the black dragon. Coupled with the bad start of the female lord, I announced that I will convert to Saturday.

As a result, many people in this village are eager to move.

When Quintus first arrived, he faced such an extremely difficult situation. Some villagers even avoided him, but he didn't panic at all, and soon he used his personal charm to open up the situation.

And for those who are unwilling to communicate with him, Quintus also has a way. By helping those people carry water and chop firewood, he naturally chatted with them.

Then Quintus will use his sincere attitude and his own eloquence to open their hearts little by little, find out where the temptation they have come from, and help them analyze how to resist this temptation like a friend , to remain faithful to the goddess.

Because he kept his posture very low and did not condescend to order him, the villagers were also very happy to talk to him and listen to his sermons.

Soon, more and more people surrounded Quintus, and everyone regained their faith in Picia.The cold wind blowing on the body seems to be less cold, and the days of poverty are not so difficult.

Quintus felt that in another ten days or so, his mission would be almost complete.

However, he did not expect that all this would come to an abrupt end at a certain moment.

Quintus opened his eyes from the haystack that day, pushed the door out, and wanted to greet the enthusiastic believers outside the door as usual, but was surprised to find that there was no one in front of the door.

Not only that, Quintus looked intently, only to find that the village was also empty.

Although it is the slack time for farming, many people like to sleep late, but it is quite strange that people in a village are so lazy.

Not to mention that Quintus also went out at this point in the past few days, and there were usually many people outside the door.

Why are there so few people only today.

Quintus curiously came to a longhouse where believers lived, and knocked on the door, but no one answered the door.

Nobody's home?

Quintus was taken aback again, it was too cold to stay indoors, why did he go outside?
Quintus then knocked on the door of the next door, but no one opened the door.

At this moment, Quintus had realized the seriousness of the situation, so he quickened his pace and came to the third longhouse. As expected, this room was still empty.

Quintus hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to the gap in the wall and looked in, but there was indeed no one there.

What's the situation, why did everyone disappear after waking up?
Quintus looked bewildered. At this moment, the door of a room behind him was suddenly pushed open, and the people inside ran out while putting on their clothes.

Seeing Quintus, his face froze, and he managed to squeeze out a smile, "Morning, Priest Quintus."

"Morning, Varo." Quintus also showed a sincere smile, "Where are you rushing to go this early in the morning?"

"Uh..." The embarrassment on Valo's face became more and more intense, and he was there for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

"I thought we were already friends who talked about everything," Quintus sighed, "How about I tell you a little story, do you know that Silver Moon Goddess once kept a secret."

"Priest Quintus," Varo gritted his teeth and interrupted Quintus, "Can you wait until I get back to say anything, I'm in a hurry now, I, I've overslept."

"Oh, is that so, then let me go with you, and I can tell you slowly on the way."

Walo smiled wryly, "You really can't go to that place."

"That's strange, but didn't the people in the village rush over?"

"I'm going to listen to the preaching of the weekend church." Valo finally had to tell the truth.

Afterwards, he saw Quintus, who was originally very talkative, suddenly fell into silence.

Now Valo feels like a scumbag, his lover is still working hard at home to cook simple and warm meals for himself, but on the other hand he is having a good time with a third party.

"No, it's not your fault." Varo comforted, "The truths you told us are all right, and everyone likes you very much, but..."

"But what?" Quintus just asked subconsciously before recovering from the sudden betrayal.

"But the weekend school is giving out capes today!"

Valo said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I have to go get the cloak, I'm afraid it's too late."

"What, handing out a cloak?" Quintus suspected that something was wrong with his ears. Although the Silver Moon Church would distribute some supplies for free to the poor in disaster years.

But this year's harvests in all parts of the western region are not bad, and based on Quintus' understanding of this small village, although they are not rich, they are not poor enough to need relief.

Quintus reminded Varo, "There is no such good thing in this world, you better be careful, don't be deceived."

In the end, it was fine if he didn’t mention it, but when he mentioned it, he slapped Varo on his thigh, annoyed, “Stop talking, we just listened to what you said, believed that Shuangxiu’s mouth was full of lies, and ended up missing the bread distribution yesterday, People from other villages got it as long as they went.

"That's white bread. It tastes much better than black bread. I didn't eat it either. I can't miss the cloak this time anyway."

After Varo finished speaking, he rushed out of the village without waiting for Quintus to answer.

(End of this chapter)