I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

The dark cell, the narrow bars, the chains all over the body, the man with a lewd smile...

Moreover, the man held the little milk cat on the window edge in his hand and played with it repeatedly.

The nun can already guess what will happen next...

She quickly tried to mobilize the strength in her body, but she didn't respond.

It seems that the other party is very familiar with the witch's method. It should be to instill a strange medicine in advance. After a while, I should feel whole body fever, dry mouth, blurred eyes, weak limbs, high desires...

Then let this thief do whatever he wants...

This beautiful witch was thinking wildly, her pale golden eyes glared at Gallo outside the window, wishing to stare him to death.

Is he the legendary "witch hunter"? The despicable gangster who hunts us...

I was really blinded by this good-looking skin, and my heart is so nasty and vicious...

Sure enough, can every witch cannot escape the ‘unfortunate’ of fate?

And Gallo outside saw her sulking and glaring at him fiercely. He couldn't help but patted the wall of the confession room hard and threatened:

"Pay attention to your situation! Correct your attitude! Tell the problem honestly!"

But the witch snorted disdainfully, raised her elegant chin, and replied very stubbornly:

"Huh! I will never give in!"

"Even if I am defiled by you, my heart will curse you forever!"

Gallo had seen such a stubborn prisoner there before, and he was very angry for a while, so he wanted to perform magical skills.

Fortunately, the old bishop walked out of the kitchen in time and said nonchalantly:

"Gallo, the beets and sauce are gone, can you buy some back?"

"Ah? But am I not going to guard this witch?"

Gallo scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Want to let the little milk cats go?"

Little milk cat:!!!∑（?Д?ノ）ノ

"They are too small, and they don't have any money, so you should go and take Lilian Luo with them."

The old bishop followed and persuaded.

"Good!"

Lilian Luo happily agreed, and quickly conjured two small leather shoes on her feet wearing only white stockings.

"But I left, what should I do if this witch suddenly violently wounds?"

Gallo was still a little worried.

"Let Amia stay and protect me, you can always rest assured, right?"

So Gallo called Amia to protect the old bishop. Then he took Lilian Luo's little hand and went to the market to buy vegetables.

After he left, the old bishop first went back to his room and turned out a small wooden box on the bottom of his sleeves. Then he went back to the window of the confession room, opened the small wooden box, and showed the contents to the witch.

Inside it is a copper badge with a pattern of a woman kneeling and praying in the middle, which looks like a street stall that can be seen everywhere.

But the witch keenly sensed the wonderful fluctuations emanating from the medal, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed:

"This is... the witch's oath?"

"You...no, how did you get it?"

"I once had some friendship with your sect."

As the old bishop said, he opened the door of the confession room, and dispelled Gallo's magical skills that had imprisoned her, then loosened the chains and returned the witch to freedom.

Amia stood beside her, without stopping.

Because the order it got was to protect the old bishop, not to be optimistic about the witch...

This is probably because what the old bishop said at the time was to let Amiya stay to protect herself, and inadvertently misled his thinking and made his command omission.

"This is just a misunderstanding. My student has some...some...well...cautious..."

"He's actually not that malicious to you, just a comparison... well... be careful..."

The old bishop hesitated before finding a suitable adjective and continued:

"I hope you can believe me."

And after the witch walked out of the confession room, she did not rush to escape, but leaned slightly, saluted the old bishop very solemnly, and then continued:

"You are our trustworthy friend, I naturally believe your statement."

The medal displayed by the old bishop is a very special and precious token of the witch sect. It is a testament to the friendship and trust between the two parties. It will only be given to those who have provided critical help to the witch many times.

Everyone who holds the Oath of the Witch is a great benefactor of the sect, and even the mothers and teachers in the sect have to be respectful.

"Relax, don't be so formal."

The old bishop motioned her to sit down first, and then grabbed a little milk cat for her to play with.

The witch let the little milk cat lie on her chest and asked quickly:

"Although it is a bit abrupt and transgressive, can you show me this witch's oath?"

The old bishop nodded and handed out the small wooden box generously.

The witch took out the badge carefully, glanced at the back, and then she was dumbfounded for an instant.

Every time the witch owes an adult's favor to the other party and is temporarily unable to repay it, she will leave a trace behind the badge that is invisible to the naked eye, and only they can detect it, which is regarded as a bad check.

And if the favor is later repaid, this trace will disappear.

But behind the badge in front of me, there are densely engraved traces...

This means that it is not enough to sell the entire sect.

She even wondered if it was a mistake, or a prank, but every trace on it was so clear and serious in her eyes...

And she is also fully aware of the meaning of these traces: this is at least saved and helped the sect to survive several times, even more than a dozen life and death difficulties...

Without this old man in front of him, the sect would have already died out. I don’t know how many times...

"Do you have any orders that I need to execute?"

She respectfully returned the badge to the old bishop, and asked in a low voice.

The other party showed such a heavy badge, even if he committed himself to the young priest, or even the weird **** mule next to him, he would nod his head without hesitation.

The old bishop immediately used a genuine soothing magic technique to soothe the restless mood of the beautiful girl, and then continued:

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I don't want to recall those things... kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Youlan."

The witch replied quickly, and what was reported was her real name in the sect.

After each witch joins the sect, she will give up her original name and use a flower as her name again.

And her name is Youlan, a kind of orchid that grows at the bottom of the valley, also known as Konggu Youlan, which represents purity and beauty.

And she is indeed as pure and beautiful as her name.

There are many beautiful witches, but few pure ones...

She is a very special witch.

The old bishop chewed her name a bit, didn't say much, and then asked again:

"Actually, my students and I are just curious, why did you suddenly come to our sect?"

Youlan lowered her head slightly, like a student who made a mistake, and answered truthfully:

"I actually came here to find the'Flower of Destiny'."

"The Flower of Destiny?"

The old bishop was shocked.

However, a doubt flashed in Youlan's eyes, and she asked:

"You don't know the'Flower of Destiny'?"

"No, I know, that is something that every witch has and can guide you to find the ‘happiness’ in your destiny..."

"But I just heard of it, I haven't seen it..."

The old bishop explained a little embarrassingly.

And the expression on Youlan's face couldn't help but become a little weird:

"You haven't received the flower of destiny?"

"Ahaha, maybe I am not very popular, right?"

The old bishop scratched his head.

Whenever the witch joins the sect, she will get a fate prophecy and a flower of fate, guiding them to find ‘happiness’.

After they find their destiny, they will give the flower of fate to each other and walk with them to the palace of marriage.

Of course, this kind of thing equivalent to a token of love will not be shown to others at will.

But there is no timeliness for prediction. Sometimes when you find that person, others are too old to walk, but the witch is young and beautiful, so you have to find another good tree.

The other party may not be the "happiness" in the prophecy, maybe it is just another love that he encountered while looking for happiness.

As for whether this kind of witch who didn't follow the prophecy would be happy in the end, Youlan didn't know that the witch who married someone had to leave the sect, and vowed not to disclose the secrets of the sect and no longer interact with the sect.

What makes Youlan puzzled is that even though the old bishop in front of him is very old, he can still tell that he was quite handsome when he was young. He should be very popular, right?

And he still had such a heavy badge, how could no witch secretly promised him back then? Give him the flower of his destiny?

The witches of the year were all blind?

There is... there is a story...

She was full of curiosity, but she did not dare to ask if the other party did not take the initiative to say...

"By the way, is this the flower of destiny you are looking for?"

The old bishop said, spreading his hands at Amia.

Amia was stunned, her red eyes flickering, as if struggling and hesitating.

Finally, with that kind of extremely reluctant action, he found out the hairpin that Gallo had given him from the apron around his waist.

"Ah! That's it!"

Youlan said quickly.

But Amia didn't hand in the starting hairpin, she just took it out and shook it, and then took it back carefully, not giving the old bishop any face.

"Uh... it seems to like this..."

"Is this flower of destiny important to you?"

The old bishop said with some embarrassment.

"No, no, if it likes it, give it to it."

Youlan waved her hand quickly and said generously.

In fact, with that witch's oath, let alone the other party asking for a flower of destiny, even if it wants a sea of ​​destiny flowers, the sect has to try their best to find a way...

And this **** mule always feels very weird and dangerous. She seems to be rushing to tear herself to pieces at any time...

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Sorry, I'm too good...

So this chapter 3000 words...