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Chapter 275: Saint Barlaan's Tour

The little genius brother and sister are missing. Usually this sofa is their fixed seat. Every morning they report to the switchboard room with the Holy Scripture in their arms. They are more punctual than the investigators and sit there all day. Liu Yonglu is used to it.

He disappeared out of nowhere today, otherwise why would it feel so awkward?

"Where are Harverson and Roselis? Chief Elder."

"Oh, they received a phone call last night and left in a hurry. They also asked me to tell you that they might not come back this time. I was so happy... No, it's a pity that I didn't have time to tell you."

When this happened, Chief Norman smiled like a flower, and the switchboard room returned to its former tranquility. He could drink tea and read newspapers whenever he wanted. This kind of life is worth cherishing.

Was he called away? Liu Yonglu was puzzled.

At this moment, in an inconspicuous villa in New Newrent, eight judges gathered again after more than a month, all nervously waiting by the phone.

The news Haverson received last night was that Chief Judge Bill only said that there was an extremely important matter to communicate with the Holy See, and the Archbishop's next arrangements were also related to the future arrangements of the two of them.

What happened?

The two young geniuses were puzzled, so they went to the secret base to ask other companions. These people seemed to be preoccupied as well and were unwilling to say more, so they just asked them to wait patiently.

Saint Barlaam! You two have never seen him, right? Even if I tell you, you two won’t understand.

"Ring ring ring."

There was an urgent phone call, and Bill took a deep breath and picked up the receiver.

"Saint's mercy shines on the earth, Lord Kosander, good day. I have something extremely important to report to you."

"Bill, don't be impatient, just listen to me."

In a spacious conference room of the Holy See, Archbishop Kosander sat at a desk with the phone in his hand, while several other bishops sat opposite the desk. They were also very concerned about the developments in Moses Sadeh.

"Bill, the Gate of No Source opened two days ago."

Bill on the other end of the phone held his breath. The sourceless door opened? That means the Saint has reappeared after fifteen years! ?

I just don't know why this time.

"For now, there is only one oracle from the Saint, asking you to come back."

After Kosander finished speaking, there was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time. He frowned and asked:
“Bill, are you listening? No matter what the progress is on your side, the decree is still the decree. Don’t act on impulse. If you have any dilemma, you can discuss it with the Holy See.

I don't know what the Saint's attitude towards Nicholas is, but you also know that the Saint knows everything. She must have known the past and the future. There must be a reason for the Saint to arrange this."

Bill, Bill, are you listening?"

Bill, holding the phone in the secret base, was stunned on the spot. Before answering the call, he had imagined countless possibilities, but he just didn't dare to believe that the saint would directly open the passive door and issue the decree.

What is there to doubt? Dou Niwar is Saint Balan!

The saint was worried that the group would make an irreparable mistake, so she asked Saint Balaam to guide them in advance. Thinking back on what had happened before, Bill felt trembling all over. The past few days were probably the closest he had ever been to the gospel in his life.

"I understand, Lord Kosander. I will tell you the rest."

The archbishop on the other end of the phone also sensed something was wrong with Bill. He had worked with the presiding judge for many years and had never heard him speak to him in that tone.

He seemed to be reciting teachings from the scriptures, and his tone was solemn and peaceful.

"We met Saint Baran at the Dry Well Inn in Moses Sadcalder County."

"???"

This time it was the Archbishop who was silent. He blinked and looked at the table blankly. A saint's tour of the world? This kind of record has not appeared for hundreds of years. Does Bill know what he is talking about?

"Bill, are you... okay? Did you hear the Saint's oracle just now? I need to hear your confirmation with my own ears."

The Archbishop was very worried about the mental state of the presiding judge at this time, and he had to make sure that the decree was implemented first.

"Of course, Master Kosander, we are the saint's loyal shepherds. You don't have to worry. The oracle will be implemented because... Master Saint Barlan conveyed the oracle to us in his own way a few days ago."

"hiss……"

The archbishop stood up immediately. It sounded like Bill was mentally healthy and it didn't seem like he was joking with him. What was going on?

Several other bishops also noticed the archbishop's gaffe and stood up in a circle around him.

"We encountered Dou Niwar while carrying out the mission to kill Nicholas."

"Is he the Dou Nival who killed Father Jiuli of the Gear Church!?"

"Yes, during the contact, we discovered a secret. Dou Niwar is Saint Baran, and Saint Baran is Dou Niwar."

"This...I...you..."

The archbishop was speechless for a moment. There was so much information that he didn't know where to start.

"I'll let Jacob tell you the specific details. Wait a moment. He has been in contact with Saint Barlaan the longest, and he was the first to discover the clues. Of course, I believe that all of this was intentional by the Saint. She foresaw a great cause that required our participation and dedication, and sent Saint Barlaan to guide us."

Both ends of the phone fell silent again.

Bill covered the phone and whispered to everyone in the secret base about the saint's oracle. The five judges, led by Jacob, all showed fanatical smiles on their faces. The oracle coincided with Saint Barlaan's guidance. What this meant was self-evident.

The little genius brother and sister were full of questions. They just felt that the opening of the sourceless door must mean something. They both clenched their fists, closed their eyes and prayed.

In the meeting room of the Holy See, the Archbishop also conveyed Bill's reply to everyone.

"Bill said that Saint Barlan had passed on the Holy Decree on behalf of the Saint, and it was because of Saint Barlan that Bill and his team did not make a big mistake."

Saints are all immortal, and their appearance in the world to preach is called "tourism", while "present world" is exclusive to saints.

The expressions of the archbishops were wonderful, they knew Bill well, he was a man of outstanding ability and quite popular, more commendable was that he was strong-willed and not easily swayed by other people's opinions, also because of these advantages, the Holy See let him lead the team on this mission.

If he said that Saint Barlaam was traveling around the world, it might be somewhat credible.

But will the saints' tour of the world, a miracle that only exists in legends and fables, really happen?

Several bishops were whispering to each other, and Jacob's voice was heard on the other end of the phone. Compared with Bill's, his voice was more excited. Although his voice was kept very low, his throat broke as he spoke.

"Mr. Kosander, let me tell you in detail the cause and effect of my encounter with Saint Baran."

Jacob started from the first night he met Dou Nivar. He not only objectively summarized the cause of the incident, but also restored his subjective thoughts at the time, how he went from suspicion and temptation to the final shocking discovery.

"Sir Kosander, please allow me to summarize my thoughts on this matter with my dull mind."

"You say, Jacob."

“There are three points that prove to me that Dou Niwar is Saint Barlan.

First, he has a personal understanding of the various achievements of the saint thousands of years ago. Of course, you can also think of him as a whimsical religious scholar.

Secondly, in the dreamland of the Five Finger Sword, he can interfere with the power therein, and the nameless hut that cannot be touched is also opened because of him. Of course, you can also think of him as a mystic scholar with extraordinary abilities.

Third, throughout the mission, he has been subtly influencing our actions, and every time point coincides with the time when the Saint issued the oracle. If Saint Barlan and the Saint do not have a spiritual connection, who can do this?"

On the other end of the phone, the archbishop also nodded. Jacob was indeed a backbone among the inquisitors, and his explanation was well-reasoned.

"Finally, I ask you to think again about the identity that Saint Barlan used during this tour, Dou Nival. What did he do before? He killed the brutal blind believers and forced Father Bastoli of the Gear Church into a dead end. Think about the style of Dou Nival that I just described. Saint Barlan's identity is obvious!"

Hearing this, the archbishop's withered hands at the desk trembled slightly. The sourceless door opened, the saints patrolled the world, and great things were bound to happen in the future.

"Lord Kosander."

Seeing the archbishop like this, several other bishops asked nervously:

"How is it?"

"Listen, Jacob, you did a good job. Tell the bishops what you just said."

The archbishop handed the receiver to someone else and walked to the bookshelf. He tremblingly took down a few books from the shelf. Those ancient books recorded some fables and stories of Saint Barlaam.

Jacob repeated the story of Saint Barlaan countless times over the phone.

But every time he said it, he seemed to have a new understanding, and the image of Saint Balaam became more and more sacred and tall in his heart. Holy lady, living prophet on earth, thank you for your teachings.

"Jacob, you and Bill, stay on the phone. I'm going to pray to the Saint in front of the Gate of No Source. We will definitely carry out the Holy Decree, and how we should respond to the Saint's visit to the world still requires the Saint's guidance."

"Very well, Archbishop, very well, we will wait here for your reply."

"Jacob, my son, you have done well to follow the guidance of the saints and not bring shame to the Holy See."

At this time, the archbishop also knew that Nicholas was probably fine, and the image of the saint projected in his mind would not appear, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Kosander hung up the phone and noticed that several other bishops were standing in front of the table, looking at him inquiringly.

"I think the story of the saints' tour of the world is about 70% to 80% credible."

The archbishop was moderate and said that what Jacob and Bill said was indeed reasonable, but after all, he had not experienced it himself, so he was still a little worried.

"Let's pray to the Saint first, and tell her that Bill and the others will obey the Holy See's instructions and return to the Holy See soon.

Secondly, I would also like to ask the Saint's opinion on whether the Saint's tour of the world is reliable. If it is not reliable, can we leave two judges to continue to observe? If it is true, should we leave a few judges to assist. "

"The Archbishop has thought this through very carefully."

Several priests also nodded in agreement: "Then, Master Kosander, shall I go and prepare the relevant holy objects for prayer now?"

Knocking on the Gate of No Source and asking the Saint for wisdom requires a lot of preparation.

"Well, you go."

The young bishop in charge had just turned around when the archbishop called him back:
"Wait a minute... don't forget to put a pack of cigarettes in the things you prepare this time..."

Hehe, I actually laid the groundwork for the Lost Sea from the very beginning of the Continental Expo chapter, and mentioned it five or six times.

As for what the invention is, some people may have guessed it.

The personal stories of our many characters will unfold little by little. Don’t worry. They may be a bit flat at the beginning, but they will gradually become fuller later. Don’t worry about it.

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(End of this chapter)