Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

Then the door was pushed open from the outside, and the lights in the rental house came on, revealing Andy, the soda shop clerk standing outside the door.

The moment he saw Andy, Julian suddenly remembered why he hid in this place...

This is the rental house that Andy usually lives in. In order to save more money, he gave up the residence near the cold drink shop and chose a cheaper place here. For this reason, he needs to spend two hours by car every day...

Andy has always been like this. From childhood to adulthood, since the two met when they were a few years old, he has been caring and protecting himself.

Julian remembered that at the very earliest time, he actually had a happy family. His father was a folklorist and his mother was a village teacher. The family lived in a remote but peaceful town in the outer city. , Andy is his neighbor.

But suddenly one day, my father went crazy, cut his mother's throat with a table knife, and then walked towards him step by step with a very ferocious and distorted expression, until finally he fell under Andy's father's shotgun...

That day became a lingering nightmare for me, so I was very resistant to psychiatry from the very beginning, because I was afraid of seeing my father at that time on the face of future patients...

From then on, she was sent to an orphanage and became what others called a "madman's daughter". Every day, she was beaten by other children with stones and sticks, her nose was bruised, her face was swollen, and her body was bruised.

Only Andy was still by his side. In order to protect himself and fight with those children, he was also beaten black and blue, covered with bruises, and then the two hid in the alley together, like homeless puppies, comforting each other Wound.

Andy always had a forced smile on his blue and purple face, waved his fists, and made a childish oath:

"Julian, don't be afraid! I will always protect you!"

But to this day, he is still sticking to the childish promises he made when he was a child, working diligently in the cold drink shop, raising tuition fees for himself, and looking forward to the day when he will be rewarded with all his hardships.

He also specially joined an unpopular pheasant sect, and prayed for himself all day long, hoping that the unknown goddess would bring good luck and happiness.

Julian gradually remembered everything, and remembered that Andy was his light, his true love, his hope, his salvation, and also his final destination and only harbor.

"Andy...Andy..."

She whispered her lover's name.

But Andy was so frightened by Julian in front of him that he sat down on the ground, his face pale, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

This made Julian feel sad...

"Andy, even you... want to leave me?"

she asked in a low voice.

But Andy, in his panic, miraculously recognized Julian's voice, and asked quickly:

"Julian? Is that you? Julian?"

Julian froze for a moment, two lines of blood and tears gushed out of his eyes, making himself look even more strange and curious, and quickly replied:

"Yes...it's me...it's me..."

Andy quickly got up from the ground, approached his lover, and asked with concern:

"How did you become like this? Hold on, I'm going to ask Pastor Rorschach to come over."

"Don't...don't go...Andy...talk to me...don't leave me..."

Julian begged sadly, let the silk thread hang his hand, like a marionette, slowly caressing his lover's chest and cheek.

Andy could only be forced to stop, and cried out in a hurry, and the words he said became incoherent:

"Why is this happening? Isn't everything getting better? The business in the store is getting better and better, the boss promised to raise my salary, and the master finally started to teach me the real formula..."

"I will be able to save money to buy you that new dress next month. Everything is getting better, why..."

Julian wiped the tears on his lover's face with stiff hands, and comforted him clumsily:

"Don't cry...my love...don't cry..."

"It's going to be alright...everything is going to be alright...as you always say..."

"Will we be together forever, Andy?"

Even though the lover in front of him had turned into an unspeakable monster, Andy still nodded without hesitation.

"Then...well...we will always...be together..."

Julian said, stroking his lover's face with one hand, and piercing his lover's chest with the other...

Then, holding his heart, suddenly force...

Andy's eyes widened, a smear of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, the expression on his face was frozen in a distorted pain, and he fell down powerlessly.

Julian looked down at the hand that still had the warm blood of his lover, his expression dazed for a while.

At this time, the voice of the fourth roommate came to my ears again:

"Julian, do you remember what happened these days?"

The memory that had already become blurred instantly became clear in Julian's mind.

She remembered the tenderness of her first roommate, always thinking about taking good care of everyone around her.

She remembered the cuteness of the second roommate, who could always think of all kinds of novel ideas to make every day in the dormitory happy.

She remembered the generosity of the third roommate, who always generously shared everything about herself, from snacks and desserts, to learning experience, to life experience.

She remembered that the dormitory was only a four-person room from the beginning to the end, and she was the fourth roommate.

In the end, she remembered all the things she had with Andy, the agreement and commitment between the two, and his silent care and devotion to herself.

Then, the picture in her mind was fixed on the last gentle smile on the face of the first roommate, the last panic on the face of the second and third roommates, and the last painful twist on Andy's face...

The blood and tears in her eyes had turned into two surging springs of blood, staining her whole body.

And the voice of the fourth roommate continued in my ear:

"These... are all made by you, Julian..."

Julian immediately began to tremble and struggle helplessly, opening his mouth wide, wanting to howl and cry.

But apart from retching, she couldn't make any sound.

Physical pain has an upper limit after all, but mental pain will never end.

Accompanied by the most extreme pain in her heart, her thoughts and consciousness gradually became one with the fourth roommate, and her fragmented body healed quickly, and her whole body was filled with incomparably powerful strength.

Until the blood and tears all over her body gradually condensed into a bright red and coquettish long skirt, the [Witch of Pain] came here.

Hunting Saints: Chapter 264 262. I have to confess again

Another 10 minutes later, seven Northland churchmen wearing deformed armor landed outside a low, dilapidated small building in the dark alley area one by one.

The one-eyed eyes on their faceplates have turned red, and several gill-like breathing holes have been cracked on the armor, and the standard long swords in their hands have also been optimized into various personalized weapons, indicating that their deformed armor has been transformed. Get in touch with the restrictions and get ready for a fierce battle to break out at any time.

A templar with a wolf head on his shoulder stepped forward, brandishing a half-moon-shaped scimitar in his hand, and directly cut the small building in front of him into a pile of ruins, revealing the entrance to the basement inside.

Pastor Francis, who wore a fox head decoration on his shoulders, followed. Two rays of light shot out from the red one-eye on the mask. He checked the situation in the basement across the floor, and then whispered:

"Damn it! It escaped!"

After he left from Rorschach's side, he immediately summoned the knights under his command to hunt down Julian with the secret technique and accumulated experience of the temple.

But after all, it was still a step slow...

"Go in and have a look."

Francis continued.

So the two templars kept their guard, stepped on the floor and fell into the basement.

After confirming the safety, the church outside filed in and began to check the basement and the entire small building.

After summarizing the collected information, Francis shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"It is indeed as the archbishop said, it was seriously injured, but here, it completed the final promotion, and we missed the best time..."

A real witch is undoubtedly extremely difficult to deal with, and this witch is obviously not ordinary. It is likely to be the first species to be promoted. If it can be successfully killed in the incubation period, it will save a lot of trouble later.

This is indeed a huge missed opportunity...

But the sanctuary is a sanctuary after all, and it will not be lost or regretted for such a regret, so we can discuss countermeasures.

"It's not the same as the previous breed, it's more cunning."

A templar spoke first.

Two more knights followed suit and said:

"But it may not be that powerful. After all, it has not gone through a complete promotion process, so it chooses to escape instead of fighting us."

"Pay attention to this corpse. This seems to be the last stage of its promotion? Judging from the completeness of the corpse, it should be promoted to [Pain] or [Plague]?"

"Huh? Wait! This person...isn't dead yet?!"

........................

Before Luo Xia woke up the next day, he heard a hasty knock on the door and shouts from downstairs:

"Your Majesty! Your Highness! Wake up!"

It was Francis' voice.

Luo Xia hurriedly got up from the bed, still wearing the long, pointed, soft nightcap on his head, with a ball of fur balls stuck to the top, and hurried downstairs to open the door.

Then, after hearing Francis' description, he quickly went back and changed his clothes, got on the high-end steam car he drove, and rushed to the resident of the church.

Andy was lying quietly in the ward temporarily transformed from the school infirmary, with his eyes closed.

Although he was still breathing, his heartbeat was gone...

The original atrium was empty, only a crystal petal was hanging in the middle, maintaining his life.

The gift from Avia appeared on him in this way...

"He is a believer of our sect. He is diligent, enthusiastic, and kind. He is always so cheerful and optimistic. He is an excellent young man and is very devout. He often comes to pray for his girlfriend."

Rorschach said with a solemn expression.

Among the group of believers recruited by the honorary knight Getav, what Rorschach admired most was Andy, the cold drink shop guy.

Although his status, income is low, and he can't consecrate a few sons, he is a true believer.

For a while, Rorschach was also considering whether to offer him a part-time job in the sect, or to talk to Aunt Mary, and ask her Uncle John, who had a wide network, to introduce Andy to a decent job.

But before it could be implemented concretely, Andy encountered an accident...

"Can he wake up with healing magic?"

Rorschach continued to ask.

Francis shook his head regretfully.

"Even if it is a divine technique, there is no way to make up for his missing part..."

"That's why healing magic is the most fucking useless."

Rorschach couldn't help but swear.

Francis suddenly showed embarrassment, thinking that you are an archbishop, wouldn't it be inappropriate to say such a thing?

But he didn't dare to just say it, so he tried to change the topic:

"Although he is still alive, he is completely relying on the power of that petal... Speaking of which, what exactly is this petal? I tried to observe, but I couldn't understand it. I could only feel that it seemed extremely holy and noble? Kind of like..."

He hesitated to speak, as if he had thought of something but dared not say it directly.

In the end, Rorschach helped him get the words out:

"Like Orville's 'War Plume'? Is that the name?"

Francis' face couldn't help but turn pale, and became extremely astonished and dignified.

The 'War Feather', which is a gift from Orville, looks like a dagger or a spearhead, but was forcibly made up by the Holy See as a 'feather symbolizing victory, brilliance, sublime, and piety', and finally It is dubbed the title of 'War Plume'.

According to the historical records of the Holy See, the last time Orville lowered the feather representing the gift was during the Great War 200 years ago. The gift of the goddess, but he persisted and achieved good results.

But since then, Orville has never responded to prayers and sacrifices, let alone bestowed gifts.

And in the fourth witch hunt that lasted for a hundred years, the unused "War Plumes" were still glowing and glowing, which played a key role.

But the gift is not unlimited. In the battle of hunting the last Calamity Witch, the last 'War Plume' was also exhausted, so that battle caused the Holy See to suffer a heavy loss.

This is why Francis' complexion changed instantly. He still had an unbelievable expression on his face, and asked in a low voice:

"This... this... the goddess actually gave a gift again? A gift to the foolish people in this land of supernatural powers?"

But Rorschach glared at him and warned in a low voice:

"Don't think too much, don't ask too much."