bullyxtreme Chapter 834 In the Bathroom of Eternal Night
Chapter 834 In the Bathroom of Eternal Night
Chapter 834 In the Bathroom of Eternal Night
"Mr. Lu, you are back!"
Sister Silphy saw Lu Chen, her eyes lit up, and she leaned forward.
"What's up?"
When Lu Chen saw the other party's eyes, he felt that something was wrong, but he was not in a hurry. The other party helped him with many things in the church, so it didn't hurt to listen to it.
"I beg Mr. Lu to save my father, he must not have died in the line of duty!"
Sister Silphy held Lu Chen's hand and pleaded, her eyes filled with anxiety.
Lu Chen knew why Ji Wujiu wanted to mention himself just now. He suddenly remembered that Mr. Bolton of the Shield of the Empire, whose surname is Michelle, and Sister Hilphy's full name is Hilphy Michelle.
The other party was Mr. Bolton's daughter, and he hadn't noticed it before.
Mr. Bolton is not young. When Lu Chen reported to Dawn Knight Knitting, Lu Chen chatted with him for a few hours. He was a very bold man who looked a little old.
He has been in the position of the Dawn Knight for more than 20 years, and he was once considered to be a strong angel in the church, but after so many years, he still failed to absorb the essence of the angel, and now he is 70 years old , in the old age of the extraordinary in this world.
Sister Silphie looks young, but her physique has been changed only because of the strange force. In fact, as a high-risk night watchman, she is also nearly 40 years old. Due to work reasons, she is still unmarried.
"The intelligence says it's missing, so there's hope. I'll do my best to investigate in Sea of Nothingness."
Lu Chen said, he didn't mean to be perfunctory to his family members, but he only used words like 'do his best'
Because even Peter had disappeared in the sea of nothingness, and Bolton, who was not even an envoy-level powerhouse, had very little chance of surviving.
"Go to a quiet place and talk."
Lu Chen glanced at the two members of the Inquisition who were not looking sideways. Strictly speaking, what Sister Silphy is doing now violates the "discipline" within the church.
As one of the Dawn Knights, Lu Chen accepts missions that affect the safety of the country, and no one should try to interfere with his actions, whether it is in actions or words.
However, Ji Wujiu is not as cold-faced as Lu Chen imagined, he turned a blind eye to this kind of thing, maybe because of the special status of the family this time, after all, he is a Dawn Knight daughter.
When the two came to the library, Lu Chen felt that his schedule was very full, just like those big bosses who accept meetings every day, and he will go to see Kaka to confirm the detailed information later.
"My father has always served the church very conscientiously. Although he is old, he can still make contributions for a few more years. Mr. Lu must not give up on him."
Sister Silphie has been in the capital all year round to deal with various incidents, and she has more or less understanding of many documents and records, so she has a better understanding of the handling process of some matters.
Like this time, even the Knights of Dawn died in the Sea of Nothingness. One is missing. The church is unlikely to allow the Knights of Dawn to take further adventures. It is not safe to defend against weird invasions on the border of the Sea of Nulls. approach.
Although it wasn't mentioned above, she knew in her heart that her father had been abandoned. If the possibility of surviving was originally 1%, then if no one rescued him, it would be zero.
Before the sword of the empire set off, she went to see Mr. Ye, but Mr. Ye said that his priority is to ensure the safety of the people, and there is no spare power to go deep into the sea of nothingness alone.
She was very disappointed, but at the same time, she understood the other party's difficulties. Mr. Ye had a very good relationship with his father, and he felt bad about his father's disappearance, but he couldn't risk the lives of all the people in the northern part of the empire.
Before Mr. Ye left, he told her that if the church continued to send reinforcements, it would be Lu Chen, and told her cryptically that Lu Chen was far stronger than the church insiders imagined, and perhaps Lu Chen would be able to complete the rescue.
So she heard that Mr. Lu was returning this morning, and she waited outside the Inquisition early in the morning, because she saw the magistrate waiting in front of the Derivi column early in the morning.
Lu Chen looked at Sister Silphy with tears in her eyes, and sighed, "You don't need to be so humble. The Church has never given up on Mr. Bolton. He is a respectable knight."
"But... the church is currently even..."
Sister Sylphie stopped as she spoke. She wanted to say that even the chief referee was not dispatched.
She knew that it was inconvenient for His Majesty the Pope to leave the royal capital, but in the case of the missing Knight of Dawn, wouldn't even the god-level powerhouse be dispatched?
In her view, this is already a silent statement from the church.
She was disappointed and puzzled, and it was worthless to fight for her father's life, but she didn't dare to show it, because she hoped that the church would change its mind and send heavyweights to the sea of nothingness to complete the rescue.
"I know what you want to say, but the facts are different from what you think. I will not set off for the Sea of Nothingness immediately, but when I get there, I will search for Mr. Bolton's traces if I have spare energy."
The Church of Morning Embrace did not pay attention to the life and death of the Knight of Dawn, and had already sent a stronger existence than Sister Sylphie thought to the Sea of Nothingness, but Pope Peter also disappeared.
Lu Chen looked solemn, "As I said, if I said I would do my best, I would do my best, and you, Sister Sylphy, what you should do now is to finish your work, or go home and rest."
Sister Hilphy looked at the eyes and expression of the young man in front of her, and finally nodded, "Then leave it to Mr. Lu."
Lu Chen stood up, "Never doubt your beliefs, even if it's not necessarily true, because it will break you down."
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The water was rippling, and the dense mist rose in the room.
The huge hot spring pool is surrounded by white stone pillars, the floors on both sides are made of uneven gray-white slate, and the walls are painted with crazy and distorted murals. In the center of the hot spring pool stands a sculpture of a woman, without depicting her face. Wearing a large robe, the shape of the figure cannot be seen.
The whole building is tall and magnificent, divided into two floors. The entrance and exit are oak-white round arches, and the resplendent chandeliers complement each other with murals and statues.
Not far from the water inlet of the hot spring pool, a blond boy was sitting on the steps with his upper body naked, quietly absorbing the medicinal power in his body. He had a dagger wrapped in a black leather case by his hand. Carry.
The gurgling water flowed down from the top of his head, and the person who guided the water flow was very skillful, moistening the hair, but not flowing to the forehead.
A pair of white hands are slowly kneading the top of his head. It is definitely a master-level massage technique, which makes people feel soothed and relaxed.
Standing behind the boy was also a young girl, wearing a silky translucent bathrobe, serving the Holy Son of the Church with a respectful expression, without squinting, not daring to overstep in the slightest.
Because a few days ago, a maid who wanted to climb on the body of the Son to have sex with him was grabbed by the neck and thrown out by His Highness the Son. It is said that she was "distributed" later.
"It's heavy."
Clement opened his eyes and said calmly.
The girl behind her trembled her hands and knelt on the ground in fright, not daring to make a sound.
Even though Clement didn't look back, he knew what a beautiful scene was behind him. He looked down at his cheeks reflected in the water, without saying a word.
What the hell am I doing?
Could it be that we can only vent our anger on these lower-level members of the Eternal Night Church?
He sighed, "Go out and tell the people outside that I want to be alone, and it has nothing to do with you."
Just coming here, he enjoyed all the luxury, but he was not happy, and even got angry with those servants.
But he later hated that kind of himself. Although they are all members of the Eternal Night Church, these are just ordinary people who have not mastered extraordinary powers. It is precisely a manifestation of his own weakness that he makes things difficult for others.
He told himself to forbear, and he was also good at forbearance, so he gradually became silent, his words became less and less, and the atmosphere on his body became heavy.
In the Eternal Night Church, they gave himself a special medicine. He resisted in his heart, but he didn't want to make people suspicious. After taking it, he found that it was not some kind of medicine that affects the mind or brainwashing, but some medicine that strengthens the body. "tonic"
Clement, who had studied the knowledge of the dark side of the night, knew that those medicines contained a purified and strange essence, which would subtly affect his physical body, making his body stronger and stronger before he reached adulthood.
At present, it seems that the Church of Eternal Night is cultivating him carefully. In addition to enjoying the luxury every day, it is the teaching of the Sin Archbishops in turn.
They will tell themselves about the knowledge of weird and mysterious items, and some aspects are not even mentioned to protect the place of inheritance. In other words, Master Yideng's understanding of these aspects is not as deep as that of the Sin Archbishops.
From all kinds of weird types, how to deal with them, to the usage conditions and utilization rate of mystical items, Eternal Night Church gave him the top education, and at the same time, there will be third-class priests to accompany him in actual combat training.
In actual combat training, Clement never held back. From the initial failure to the exact killing of the opponent, he became more and more proficient.
He also hated himself for being like this, obviously those third-class priests would not dare to hurt himself after winning, but when he won, he would mercilessly wipe the opponent's neck.
The archbishops frowned and clapped their hands, making him feel like a monkey in a cage.
But no matter what he did, whether he killed someone or lost the battle, the aloof Pope of the Eternal Night Church always smiled and said that he did a good job.
Inside the Eternal Night Church, he had also heard some people discuss that the Pope was too indulgent to His Royal Highness, almost a bottomless "indulgence"
But he only saw those people once, and never saw them again.
The girl in the gauze bathrobe walked out of the round arch with trembling legs, while Clement picked up the Guardian's dagger, closed his eyes to sense it, and concentrated on it, trying to see if it would change.
But after the guardian's dagger was drawn out, it was still like ordinary iron, without any brilliance.
Clement inserted the dagger back silently. He couldn't do it, and he also heard that his sister had mastered three guardian suits, and even the Sin Archbishops might not be able to kill her.
The warm water flowed down from the top of the head again, Clement regained consciousness, frowned, thinking that it was the maid who had left and returned.
But the next moment, some familiar gentle voices sounded, making his half-open mouth close again.
"My little Clement, you seem very unhappy. Did that little girl offend our Holy Son?"
A woman in a black bathrobe came behind him at some point, put a pair of white jade hands on top of his head, and started to move.
"Your Majesty the Pope."
Clement wanted to turn around and salute, but was held down by a gentle force.
"Don't move, I'm just here to chat with you."
Even though Clement hated this woman, he had to admit that the other party's voice was really nice, with a strange charm.
"Don't His Majesty the Pope need to be busy with things in the church?"
Clement felt that he should say something.
"In your opinion, the Pope should be busy?"
Mona asked back.
"Isn't it? When I was a kid..."
Clement originally wanted to say that he had met the Pope of Morningside Church when he was a child. At that time, his family told him that it was so rare to see the Pope because he was always busy.
But in the middle of his speech, he stopped again, because he didn't want to recall his childhood. He no longer hated the manor, but he was still disappointed in the family who had forgotten him.
"Little Clement doesn't seem to want to mention the past, but let me guess, you mean the Pope of the Morning Embrace Church?"
Mona's hands moved gently, far better than that of the maid, making Clement almost let herself go.
But when he heard Mona's words, he still froze, not knowing how to answer.
"Don't be so nervous. Religious beliefs and the so-called heresy and hatred are just definitions. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. I don't think that the Morning Embrace Church is a heresy. I don't hate them. On the contrary, I have always To think that our goals are the same, just on different paths.”
Mona chuckled and said, "Of course, since you mentioned Peter, I'll use him as an example. He has never been busy with everything. As far as I know, when he was young, he should have completed his tasks at a minimum." After working, he started to fish, and now that he is old, it should be even worse, I heard that he stayed in that tower and even didn’t want to go to the church to show his face.”
"The Pope wants to say that you are actually not busy?"
It's shameful for Clement to be very interested in this topic. Rather, every "ordinary person" is interested in the gossip of those big people.
"Being busy is not a manifestation of ability. Really capable people always have a relaxed life. They always contribute to important things and pray for the final result. Not being busy does not mean not worrying."
Mona applied shampoo to her hands and rubbed it through Clement's shaggy blond hair.
"...Is His Holiness the Pope very worried?"
Clement asked back.
"Of course, after all, the people here are more or less mentally abnormal, and I always have to worry about whether they will cause trouble, just like what I said to Mr. Lu who came to stop you when I picked you up that day, people in the world There are always misunderstandings about us, we are not some cult."
Mona's voice was full of emotion.
(End of this chapter)