Fairy’s Box

Glamorgan, the town of the brave.

Under the golden sun and the ultramarine sky, the large Frog Temple in the center of the town glowed, this peculiar building thirty feet high and one hundred and sixty feet in circumference. Above the gate are several layers of serial-column colonnades. The exquisite arches of slender columns are stacked in the shape of ivy, covering the entire front of the gate, and are decorated with spear-shaped spires.

The outer wall of the temple is made of red and white marble, and there are simple murals painted.

There are two huge stone frog sculptures standing outside the door, with their mouths wide open in the shape of swallowing the moon, and various types of poisonous snakes are carved on the base, which are stably held under the buttocks by the stone frogs, implying the **** of snake eaters, the owner of the temple. 's name.

Judging from the area alone, the size of this temple is close to that of the Earl's Palace. From a legal point of view, it is a serious arrogance. If it weren't for the ability of the last **** to attract wealth and treasure, Charlene would have sent the temple a long time ago. People have leveled its temple.

To make Miss Tudor turn a blind eye, the ability of the frog **** is naturally unique. It is one thing to make the land where the land is located, and the other is its miraculous blessings. The most important point is, This ancient **** is not resistant to taxes.

Whether it is the local mercenaries or the mercenaries of other countries in the League of Order, after tasting the benefits of worshiping the Frog God, almost all of them have a shameful choice to temporarily forget the Savior Christ. In the eyes of this group of people, the life of worshipping the frog **** before death, repenting to God before death, and buying indulgences with the money earned from improving fortunes is a perfect life.

Relying on the baby bump of the frog god, the Frog Temple and the town of the brave are already overcrowded. There are often tourists who ask for wealth, safety, and beauty to donate money and materials.

Among them, the white crow mercenary group who received strict training in the sound nest training base, after tasting the sweetness of "immediate frog", was also ashamed to leave God behind, and went to the temple to worship the frog god, expecting the **** to bestow his blessing. bless.

Between the pillars made of entangled silver, a petite figure sat on the throne of coral, watching the four mercenaries who threw themselves on the ground, constantly worshipping, and a satisfied expression appeared on the childish face.

The beliefs of these four people are quite pious, and blessing them is earned, unlike the group of Yahweh's believers who gave them benefits, they turned around and went to thank God, they were disgusting to death.

"Cuck!"

There was a wonderful frog chirping like a wind chime in the hall, and golden light flashed on the heads of Wayne, Hill, Martin, and Kassandai at the same time, and they quickly gathered into the shape of a mini golden frog and disappeared into their bodies.

"This is the blessing of the frog right away, you are not ready to thank the true God!" A priest with an apple face and a sweet voice knocked on the long stick in his hand and scolded solemnly.

"Praise the true God Moria!" The four of them bowed in sincerity with surprises on their faces.

The faint power of faith rose up from their bodies, twisted into threads in the void that could not be observed by the naked eye, and merged into the body of Moria, the frog **** on the coral throne.

After accepting their beliefs, an intoxicated look appeared on the doll's face of the ancient god.

...

After the four unexpectedly received the blessing of improving their fortune, they walked out of the temple under the **** of the previous priest. Just as they were about to leave the gate, Wayne gave Kassandai a wink.

The latter immediately took out a clay pot from his sleeve and put it into the priest's hands without a trace:

"Priest Speer, this is our little thought, please don't refuse."

"I am a cleric dedicated to serving Lord Moria, how can I collect your money." Spelton's face was stern, and he pushed the clay pot away.

"It's not money!" Wayne quickly glanced around and explained in a low voice:

"This is a special Sichuan pepper sauce that we asked our friends to bring from the East. Although it is not as hot and spicy as the one on the western continent, it has a unique flavor. It is not very valuable, it is just a little return from us."

"You have a heart too."

Priest Speer turned his anger into joy, quietly put away the jar of chili sauce, and then quickly waved his hand:

"According to my observation, Lord Moria likes you very much. Remember, keep your piety and don't have distractions, let alone believe in other gods. As long as you do this, the true God will continue to bless you, go back."

"Praise the true God!"

The four immediately prayed again, then bowed and stepped out of the temple gate.

After leaving the Frog Temple, the head of the group, Wei En, breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed expression:

"Finally, the gift is given out. In this way, as long as Priest Speer becomes a saint, it should be much easier for us to visit Lord Moria in the future."

"I only hope that after becoming a saint, the **** Speer can remember us, otherwise this jar of peppercorns will be given away for nothing, it is gold of equal weight!"

Hill was thinking about the peppercorns sent out from the jar, and said with a tangled face.

The prickly ash shipped from the far east is a luxury even in Roseville. Wien said that it was worthless and fooled people. Priest Speer was still very young and innocent. hot.

"But I heard that the selection of the saint is subject to the approval of the lord, will you... select Priest Speer?" Martin interjected worriedly.

"It shouldn't be possible." Heaton shook his head decisively and said, "This priest has been serving Lord Moriah for several weeks. It's no longer a hint. Isn't that what the emperor meant."

"Speaking of which... do you know how Priest Speer got the favor?" Kassandai asked with envy.

"Who knows this."

Wayne glanced at her silently, and then said softly, "But I heard from others that she sang beautifully. Lord Morella likes to listen to her sing the most. Cough, cough, and I can't say the next thing."

"Don't spread these rumors! It will shake our faith." Martin drew a cross on his chest, closed his eyes reverently, and prayed softly:

"Praise the true God Moria, who grants us wealth and peace."

The three of them suddenly showed disgust and scolded in unison: "You idiot, what are you doing to praise Lord Moria for drawing a cross!"

Because the belief in God has disappeared for a long time, many believers do not know that when they choose to believe, they will establish a wonderful connection with the true God. So that under the deliberate eavesdropping of the frog god, the words of the white crow mercenary group were passed into her ears word for word.

"hateful!"

Moria snorted bitterly, the two eyeballs on the cap turned, and the divine body immediately turned into a dazzling golden light, flying directly from the spire of the temple, heading towards the earl's mansion.

...

Earls Court, Office.

"This guy Soros doesn't even know how to save me a little money."

Charlene looked at the seven-digit expenses, her beautiful eyebrows curled into a small and delicate knot on her forehead, she said it reluctantly, but for the future of the Sound Nest Base, she could only cover the bill with her nose pinched Put your own stamp on it.

"Enhanced potion, come out as soon as possible..." The green-haired girl muttered as she put away the bill, suddenly turned her head, and stared straight at the window beside her.

Whoosh-!

A golden light and shadow passed through the window, circled around the room, and landed on the sofa on the side wall of the desk.

"Moria?"

Charlene put down the work at hand, looked at the sofa with surprise, and asked curiously:

"You can't stay in the temple and accept the worship of the believers. What are you doing here with me?"

"Why are so many people spreading the news that I want to appoint Speer to be a saint?" Frog God puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction and said angrily.

"Speer?"

The green-haired girl didn't react for a while. After she remembered the name, her pretty face immediately put on an ambiguous smile:

"It turns out that your little lover, isn't this what you appointed?"

"A lover? Appointed?"

The frog **** was instantly angry, and his petite body jumped up suddenly, jumping on the sofa and screaming: "Who said this!?"

"Everyone says so."

Charlene didn't expect the other party to be so angry, and hesitantly replied:

"Is not it?"

"Is what others say is true? Don't see the wind and rain all day long. The Governor's Office should also judge the truth of such rumors? If these things are completely out of nothing, you can tell him again, and I will later If there is a deviation in your mission, you are equal to—you are also responsible, right?!”

"What's the matter with me?"

The green-haired girl rolled her eyes and snorted coldly, "You have kept that girl by your side for a long time, and you have taken care of her so much. As long as you are discerning, you will feel a sense of predetermination, a feeling of hand-picking."

"No, there is absolutely no such meaning!"

Moria was in a hurry, and raised his hands to defend: "Everything is still in accordance with the regulations of the Governor's Office, in accordance with the basic rules we have set before, to select... to produce."

"..."

Xia Lin stared blankly at the other party for a while, and after she finished venting, she moved her right face forward and showed a cute smile again:

"There is no one else here. You and I don't need to hide and tuck. You can tell me clearly whether you support Speer as a saint."

"You ask me if I support..."

The frog **** blushed, pointed his two white index fingers together, and replied with a murmur:

"Then I will definitely support it."

"I understand what you mean!"

The green-haired girl immediately put her palms together, her eyes shone brightly, and said bluntly:

"You just want the Governor's Office to come forward and designate Priest Speer as a saint, and by the way, clear up the rumors between you two, is that what you mean?"

"I don't think I need to say anything, this is the best way!" Moria said with a look of disdain with her arms crossed and her face turned.