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Chapter two hundred and seventy-third people from the kingdom of holy religion

Bishop Dalco is loyal to the Saint Gilolia. Since he was a young missionary, he has become the Saint Gilolia.

This kind of emotion is between faith and love.

But after decades, as he grew older, even though Darko had the position of Gray-clothed Bishop of the Holy Church, he became an old man who could only walk on crutches.

The saint still maintained the posture of a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. This huge gap made Bishop Darko hide his admiration for the saint and began to serve the saint Helolia faithfully.

Not long ago, the saint Helolia suddenly prepared to sneak out of the holy city and go to the magic capital Nolan to investigate the devil's movements.

This task should have been handed over to the judges of the Heretic Inquisition, but the Saint Helolia insisted that she had to go there in person.

This command Dalco had to choose to execute.

This is a mission of infiltration. Dalco originally planned to disguise himself as a caravan to protect the Saint Helolia into Nolan.

But the hard-to-serve young lady refused again and finally had to take a compromise method.

That is to pretend to be a very ordinary missionary group from the Holy Kingdom.

In addition to Bishop Dalco who disguised himself as a priest, the composition of this missionary group also accompanied several recruits from the Holy Cult Army and two legion commanders.

The two commanders of the Holy Cult Army serve as guards, Bishop Dalco believes that this trip to Nolan will definitely be foolproof.

But shortly after entering the city, they encountered the demon of sin!

Demons of sin appeared in human cities!

When Bishop Darko heard the new recruits of the Holy Cult Army thinking about his report on this news, he was unwilling to believe it for a time, and even thought that he had come to the forefront of the Holy Cult Army's battle with the demons!

A monster like a sinful demon should not appear in the human world.

But the facts were already in front of him. In Nolan, the most prosperous magic capital of mankind, a huge demon of sin appeared openly on the street.

What Bishop Dalco most unacceptable was that the demon of sin was surrounded by a group of Nolan's residents.

These Nolan residents even enthusiastically rubbed the hair of the demon of sin with their hands.

Aren't they afraid of being torn to pieces by the demon's claws?

Fortunately, the city guards came to calm the chaos afterwards, and the demon of sin was gone.

But what happened when entering Nolan made Bishop Dalco affirm one thing.

That is, all the information brought back by the Inquisition from Nolan was true.

A dangerous demon mingled into Nolan and established a complex force in Nolan.

This information is enough to allow the Holy Kingdom to act and take practical actions to resist the invasion of these demons.

Unfortunately, the Heretic Inquisition did hold several ‘actual actions’, but they all ended in failure.

This once again reminded Bishop Dalco how dangerous the demon hidden in Nolan is.

However... Saint Helolia just arrived in Nolan, and the priority place to go was not the small church located in the corner of Nolan.

But Baijinghua Theater.

According to the information, Bishop Dalco knew clearly that this theater was controlled by the demon.

He sincerely hoped that the Saint Helolia would stay away from this filthy place.

But the final result was that Saint Helolia and he and a commander of the Holy Cult Army disguised themselves as three ordinary civilians, bought three movie tickets, and sat peacefully in the screening hall waiting for the opening of a movie called "This Devil Is Not Too Cold".

"Miss Leah, be careful around you, the shadows are likely to be hidden by you."

Bishop Dalco sat in the ordinary seat and experienced the feeling of sitting like a needle for the first time.

When he stepped into the Baijinghua Theater, he and another legion commander were always alert to the surroundings, as if anyone could become a devil's lackey and frame His Highness the Saint.

Even the juice sold in the theater seemed to have penetrated vicious abyss toxins, and a drop of it could kill people.

"Where did I ask you to buy the juice?"

The saint, Gloria, seemed to have no feeling in her own eyes, and she reached out to Bishop Dalco and asked.

"Miss Liya, please always pay attention to your surroundings..."

"My ability to detect evil is far more keen than you. Anything in the shadow cannot escape my perception, Bishop Dalco." Saint Gloria looked at the old man next to her who was over fifty years old and gray-haired, stretched out her hand again, "Now juice..."

Faced with the order of the Saint Gilolia, Bishop Dalco could only hand over a glass of juice bought from the Baijinghua Theater to Gilolia.

"Please trouble you Dalco."

"Anyway, Miss Liya, the information revealed that this is the territory of the demon. Please be careful of any attack that may occur at any time." Bishop Dalko once again reminded Helolia.

But this time Helolia did not respond to her, but turned her head to the side, then raised the juice in her hand.

"Can you tell me where your parents are? If you reveal a little, this glass of juice will be yours."

Saint Helolia looked at the young little girl sitting beside her, although Helolia took the desserts that children would like to seduce them.

But the little girl's performance seemed very cold.

"Thank you, my parents told me that I can't accept strangers' things." She pushed her wooden-framed glasses and responded to Helolia in a cold tone.

"What an obedient little girl," said Helolia.

This sentence made the "little girl"'s brows slightly jump.

This is the second time since the prophet came to this city, someone has been treated as a little girl, and this time the nun's performance in front of him was completely intentional.

The prophet could feel that the nun saw her true identity, so he used this method to test it.

What's worse is that the old man and the middle-aged man sitting next to her vaguely exuded magic that was indescribable to words, especially the middle-aged man.

Perhaps the prophet's servant, Zelu, was by his side, and the prophet dared not guarantee 100% that he could defeat that guy.

It seems that what attracted me by this movie was not ordinary missionaries from the Holy Kingdom, but a group of guys with different identities.

When the prophet was thinking about how to get out, the lights around suddenly went out and the surroundings became dark.

"The movie begins!"

The prophet heard someone whispering in an excited tone.
Chapter completed!
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