Evening Bell Church

Gu Jue's skills are quite good. To be precise, a successful bard's skills are good, because they need to deal with various problems when traveling around.

After all, there are many times when the efficiency of using hands is much higher than that of using words.

Under Su Ge's gaze, Gu Jue placed the two clergymen and the two noble youths in three strokes, and then said a few words to the two girls in a soft tone.

The girl immediately bowed with gratitude, turned around and left quickly.

Su Ge smiled and said, "Look, there are many people who like to meddle in other people's business, and I'm not the only one."

Sheryl hummed and said nothing, continuing to watch the subsequent developments.

The four people who were released were not injured. Their faces were red and they became angry. They first roared twice at Gu Jue. The two clergymen directly took out pistols from their arms and pointed them at Gu Jue, roaring with gloomy faces. What are you wearing?

Gu Jue's expression was very calm, with a calm and peaceful smile on his lips, as if he was patiently explaining something.

The amber eyes are like two crystal clear gems, with chic and wisdom.

Sherrill suddenly said: "They won't live long."

"??" Su Ge was stunned when he heard this.

Just as the two clergymen were preparing to shoot with arrogant expressions, Su Ge quickly took a few steps forward with his cane.

As he just said, he is also a nosy person.

Gu Jue didn't seem to feel anything and continued talking.

At the critical moment, a somewhat lazy and feeble voice sounded.

"Put the gun down."

Su Ge, who had just approached, followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a very rare black robe with red edges, slowly walking out of the crowd.

This middle-aged man is tall, with a Chinese-shaped face, some gray hair and beard, and some shabby copper-rimmed glasses in front of his sunken eyes.

Under the black robe is a strong and powerful body, with a one-meter-long unsheathed long sword full of signs of wear and tear on his back. He looks like an old swordsman passing by.

Upon hearing the priest's voice, the two clergymen's faces suddenly turned pale, and they put down their pistols without any hesitation.

The two noble young men on the side seemed to have seen the savior at this time, and they hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen Father Signe."

Father Signe nodded slightly, walked over slowly, looked at the five people, and asked, "What's going on?"

"This crazy heretic attacks the clergy!" the two clergymen shouted immediately.

"Heretic?" Father Signe turned to look at Gu Jue and asked, "How do you judge that he is a heretic?"

"He suddenly attacked us. He must be a heretic who is preparing to carry out destruction!" the short and fat cleric said with certainty.

Father Signe glanced at the clergyman with his cloudy blue eyes and asked Xiang Gujue, "Do you have anything to defend?"

Gu Jue's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and he slowly described the situation just now.

"Ignorance!" another bearded cleric shouted.

"We just discovered that those two girls have evil auras on their bodies, and we wanted to help them hold a baptism, but you suddenly sabotaged it and let those two dangerous girls go!"

A wanton sneer appeared at the corner of Gu Jue's mouth: "Are all the clergy of the Holy Blood Church so shameless now?"

"Heresy! Father Signe, did you hear it?" the two clergymen suddenly said loudly.

Father Signe picked his ears and seemed not to hear the voices of the two clergymen. He looked around and asked, "Can anyone prove it?"

At this time, there were twenty or thirty onlookers around, but none of them spoke after hearing the priest's question.

They are all very knowledgeable people and know the backgrounds of these four people.

After all, the power behind daring to tease women here at Tokachi Gate is extraordinary.

The four people were very proud to see this silence. The young man with a pale face said seriously: "What Father John and Father Moore said is correct, the two of us can prove it."

Another young man with blond hair continued: "You see, the people around have recognized the statements of the two priests."

As soon as he finished speaking, a very slap in the face sounded.

"I can confirm what this bard said. I just saw these four guys teasing those two poor girls."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the source of the sound, Su Ge.

Gu Jue turned around and looked over, stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly to express his gratitude.

At this time, Su Ge had done some simple processing on the two people's faces to prevent accidents.

It's not that he's afraid that the clergy will recognize him, it's just that he's afraid that these four sperm-brained wastes will pester him too much because of Sheryl.

Su Ge calmly walked out of the crowd and came to Father Signe. He first performed a standard March Church etiquette: "Hello."

Seeing this etiquette, Father Signe was a little surprised.

Because this standard salute posture is much more standard than the salute postures of many, many young clergymen in the imperial capital.

Among them were the two priests next to them.

Suddenly, Father Signe had a great impression of Su Ge, and said in a slightly soft voice: "Please describe this matter objectively from the perspective of a bystander."

Su Ge nodded and said: "My fiancée and I were just admiring the flowers over there..."

For two minutes, Su Ge described the matter in detail.

"You lie!" the fat Father John yelled.

Su Ge looked at him seriously and asked: "We can swear to the March Goddess at the same time to confirm the authenticity of what we just said. I dare, but do you dare?"

Upon hearing this, the two people's faces suddenly turned pale.

The oaths taken by gods in this world are not as casual as those on Earth.

Mysteries can be seen everywhere, gods are real, and no clergy dares to swear directly on their faith.

Things have become obvious here.

Father Signe gave a standard salute and said: "Thank you to the two brave gentlemen. I will deal with these two clergy. I am deeply sorry for the trouble I have caused you."

After the salute, Father Signe said with a slightly cold expression: "Go back to the church."

The two clergymen didn't seem too scared after hearing this. They stared at Gu Jue and Su Ge with cold eyes, as if they wanted to completely remember the appearance of the two people.

The storm quickly subsided under Father Signe's handling, and the crowd dispersed. Gu Jue looked at Su Ge, whose face had changed drastically, and smiled: "I am very envious of your method."

Su Ge laughed: "It's just a little trick."

"To thank you for your help, how about we have a drink together?" Gu Jue asked.

Su Ge turned his head and glanced at Sheryl. Seeing that she had no reaction, he said, "That's right, I'm a little thirsty."

In a very stylish bar near Bass Street, three people were sitting in a private room near the window on the second floor.

After taking a sip of the low-alcohol sweet wine, Su Ge savored the aroma of wheat in his mouth and asked, "You don't seem to be from the Berland Empire."

Gu Jue tasted the wine in his mouth and said, "It doesn't have any taste, it's not strong."

After speaking, he replied: "Yes, my hometown is quite far away from here. It is not easy to come here."

As he spoke, he shook the wine bottle in his hand and said, "This wine is too tasteless. When you have time, I will let you try the wine from my hometown. It tastes really refreshing when paired with soy sauce beef and peanuts."

Su Ge was stunned when he heard this, because this is not how Westerners eat.

"Excuse me, where is your hometown?" Su Ge felt a little excited.

Gu Jue took another sip and said with a smile: "Well, it's not convenient to say this. I'm a little sorry."

Su Ge waved his hand: "It's okay, I just asked out of curiosity."

The two drank a few drinks while chatting. Gu Jue looked at Su Ge and asked, "You should also be a wise man with rich experience. I wonder if you have heard of a legend."

"Legend? Tell me about it." Su Ge asked with interest.

Gu Jue casually opened the big book in his hand, found a certain page, and said in a serious voice: "When people are tainted by filth, the terrifying beast of disaster will appear, and the beast of disaster will devour the entire world. The filth will push the world to destruction, and all living things will drown in blood and pollution. All things will die and the end will come. "

After reading, Gu Jue quickly put away the book and asked, "Do you think this passage is credible?"

Su Ge didn't answer, resting his chin on his palm and lost in thought.

Sherrill on the side poured several bottles of wine together while she was idle, stretched out her cute tongue and licked it. She seemed to be very satisfied with the taste, and actually started to enjoy it in small sips.

Su Ge was silent for a full five minutes, and said with a solemn face: "I think this passage is credible, because some of the current signs seem to be foreshadowing."

Gu Jue drank a glass of wine and smiled happily: "It seems that I have found the right person. Mr. Assassin, you are indeed a man of great wisdom."

Su Ge took a sip and smiled: "What great wisdom? I just know more."

Gu Jue's eyes flashed with a special brilliance and he said with a smile: "In this world, for ordinary people, it is much better to be good at forgetting than good at remembering, but for some people who are destined to be extraordinary, it is completely counterproductive. "

Su Ge smiled and asked, "Do you think I am an extraordinary person who can achieve great things?"

"Of course." Gu Jue answered affirmatively.

"Hahaha, you really know how to joke. I'm just a mediocre person who longs for a pastoral life." Su Ge laughed and continued drinking.

Gu Jue also laughed and drank two more glasses of wine.

"What do you think of the abyss?" Gu Jue suddenly asked.

Su Ge said casually: "It seems to be a garbage dump for humans. All the things that are bad for humans are dumped there."

Gu Jue was stunned after hearing this, and then he patted his thigh and laughed with great joy.

"Wonderful! This is such a wonderful description!" At this moment, he seemed like a wanton and unrestrained poet, full of freedom and ease.