Working Prophet.

Chapter 285 I Heard Her Voice
Seeing Herodotus approaching the high priest of Reeves step by step, he finally panicked. He shrank back and shouted, "You can't kill me! I am the high priest, kill me, how can you tell other priests and believers Confession?!"

"On the contrary, only if you are dead, teacher, can you give an explanation to others. Just like what you said yourself, the collapse of the church in the green field requires a person of weight to stand up and take responsibility." Herodo Derou said.

Perhaps because he felt the crisis, the attitude of High Priest Reeves gradually softened, and he changed his words, "I can take responsibility, as long as you don't kill me."

"But... if I don't kill you, teacher, given your connections and influence in the church, I'm afraid I will be the one who will die." Herodotus kept on walking, and had already cornered the old priest.

High Priest Reeves was really anxious at the moment, and his legs began to tremble.

The older a person is, the more he is afraid of death, not to mention that as one of the seven people who control the Silver Moon Church, High Priest Reeves stands at the top of the power and enjoys happiness that ordinary people can't even imagine every day. I can't bear to die.

He had completely let go of his previous airs, and said in an almost begging tone, "No, I can swear to Picia, and I will never embarrass you again."

Seeing that Herodotus was indifferent, he played the emotional card again, "Do you still remember the first time we met, when you just reached my chest, the first time I saw you, I knew that you would definitely have something in the future Great achievement..."

"Teacher." Herodotus interrupted the old priest, "Whether you believe it or not, from my personal point of view, my gratitude to you is greater than my resentment. As you said, I can Everything today is inseparable from your help, and I became a high priest at the age of just a hundred years old, even if I am only in charge of managing those defenders and dealing with darkness, it is enough to make many people envious."

"Then let the teacher die." The High Priest Reeves also showed a smile on his face when he heard the words, "The teacher can be a dog for you, and with my connections in the church, everything you want to do will be very easy in the future. "

"But today's matter has nothing to do with personal grievances." Herodotus was a little disappointed, "it's this time, teacher, why don't you believe that not everyone is as selfish as you, I'm just doing what must be done The thing is not that I want you to die, but that the goddess wants you to die!"

Herodotus swung the knife in his hand while speaking, but in the face of death, the old priest also broke out an unprecedented survival instinct, as if he was 50 years younger again.

As soon as he bent down, he dodged the knife.

Herodotus' knife wiped his scalp and plunged into the wall, but only chopped off a strand of white hair from the old priest. At the same time, the High Priest Reeves also began to yell, calling for the guard outside the door.

It's just that no matter how loud he yelled, no one came in.

On the other side, Herodotus has also unhurriedly pulled out the knife again, and the old priest wanted to escape again, but this time he was directly grabbed by the hair by his disciple.

High Priest Reeves screamed, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, "You're lying, the goddess can't speak at all! She never gave an oracle to anyone! She doesn't care about earthly things at all! "

"Yes, she can speak, but you can't hear it, teacher." Herodotus said firmly, "But I can hear it. She chose me and let me be the savior."

As the young priest spoke, he moved the knife to the throat of High Priest Reeves.

He was clearly doing the bloodiest and most brutal thing, but the expression on his face and the posture of his body revealed a sense of sacred ritual.

At the last moment of his life, the old priest seemed to think of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his voice, "You, did you take the spirit of the moon that controls the guardians and suck it yourself! That thing will make you Hallucinations, but..."

Before the High Priest Reeves could finish his words, his throat was cut open, and blood flowed down the wound on his neck. He reached out and tried to hold it down, but it was too late.

The old priest clutched his neck and crawled for a short distance, and finally fell on the ground motionless, completely out of breath.

Herodotus stood up, took out his handkerchief, wiped off the blood on the knife, and then turned his head to look to the other side of the room.

The maid who served the High Priest Reeves stood there all the time and witnessed what had just happened from beginning to end, but she didn't make a sound or run away.

Herodotus nodded, "You're pretty good, what's your name?"

"Ruby."

"Ruby, High Priest Reeves is dead, you can follow me from now on."

Ruby immediately bowed and said, "Master, I will definitely serve you well in the future."

"No, no, I don't have the hobby of a teacher." Herodotus shook his head and said, "Ruby, I need you to do something for me. I'm surrounded by men with knives and guns. They are very good at killing people." Okay, but I can't do this kind of... fine work. I want you to help me look at a person, and it's best to be friends with her, a very, very good friend, can you do it?"

"Of course, I was taught what to do to please men since I was a child." Ruby puffed her chest out.

"Oh, you misunderstood. The friend I mentioned is a woman, about the same age as you, and she was also a maid like you before. I think you two should have some common language."

"I also know how to please women."

"Perfect." Herodotus said, putting away the knife, "Do you have anything else to pack?"

"Nothing."

"Then go find something to wear, and let's get out of here."

After Herodotus finished speaking, he stepped over the body of his mentor and walked out of the house.

A group of black armored cavalry there had brought down all the guardians and seized their weapons, and Herodotus didn't make things difficult for them, but just said to them.

"Because of what happened in the green field, the teacher felt ashamed and faced the believers behind him and the colleagues in the church. He wanted to apologize with death. Although I tried my best to dissuade him, but the teacher has a strong temper, and finally chose to take advantage of my unpreparedness. I tried my best, but I couldn't save him.

"The maid Ruby was also there at the time and was the main witness. I will take her back for a proper interrogation."

All the nurses looked at me and I looked at you, with expressions of shock and doubt on their faces, but in the end no one dared to say anything.

They have already experienced the power of those black armored cavalry. One of them can beat three or four of them. Besides, the employer is dead. Ruby walks away.

(End of this chapter)