The Devil’s Cage Chapter 24: Carriage

"St. Paolo Cathedral?"

"About a thousand years ago, it was the church of the original Lower God trace of Dawn Goddess!"

Sister Mony was shocked, almost subconsciously.

"These I know, I need to be more detailed, for example...Whose church is this church in front of the Dawn Goddess Lower God? Or, what is the miracle that Dawn Goddess dropped?"

Kieran converted a way of asking.

"The miracle that Dawn Goddess descended saved people who were tortured, and here it should have been an unknown church-an unknown, a **** who is not recognized by most people."

"Sorry, 2567, these are just what I see from the classics."

"As for the real thing...I don’t know!"

"Even if I am the sage of Church of Dawn now, but I did not go through the real classics at that time, and when I had this right, the war had already burned many classics."

Slight sadness appeared on Sister Mony's face.

Although Church of Dawn has become a thing of the past, Sister Mony is old enough to make her understand the reality, but the common nature of nostalgia makes the old nun inevitably fall into sadness.

"No, no, these are enough!"

"After all, better than I know nothing about!"

Kieran waved its hand.

And in heart Kieran, he kept talking.

"A miraculous treatment?"

"Absolutely not one or two people! It should be quite a large-scale treatment!"

"The unnamed god..."

Kieran shook his head.

History is written by the winners, and deliberate desalination and ugliness are inevitable.

Simply put, that person Anonymous God may have been a **** with considerable influence at the time.

"Is the previous resonance related to the that person anonymous god?"

Kieran guessed.

However, when seeing the old nun still immersed in the memories, Kieran staggered the topic.

"Sister Mony, what do you think of Sylan?"

Kieran asked.

"Sylan?"

"Although being human is a bit mean, it is serious and responsible, and it's still learned."

Looking at the very euphemistic words of the old nun, Kieran smiled.

With the character of the old nun, being able to say words like ‘some meanness’ and ‘a little learning’ is enough to show the usual performance of that person Sylan.

Of course, he does not pay attention to what the other party usually does.

Just for the future words.

"Sister Mony, Sylan is a traitor."

"Not only has he failed your trust, but he is also ready to revenge!"

Kieran tries to tell what happened before in simple words.

At once, the old nun’s face changed.

It was a look of helplessness in pain after being betrayed.

There is no Wrath.

Even the pain and helplessness soon disappeared.

Looking at the changes in Sister Mony, Kieran once again sighed from heart.

Kieran lamented when I first heard that the old nun considered St. Paolo Cathedral to be St. Paolo School and was willing to publish the Church of Dawn collection.

And this time, he realized the ‘open-mindedness’ of the other person’s mind in a deeper level.

Even ‘kindness’.

Kieran can guarantee that if the betrayed person is not this old nun or someone else, at this time, even if he will not swear, he will curse the other party at the end of Critical Rate.

As for him?

He will make the other party pay the price more directly.

"Benevolent Bernadette, may you forgive those who have been confused by Desire."

"2567, what shall we do?"

The old nun who prayed looked at Kieran.

The Kieran who recognized the status of ‘Child of God’ is itself a member of Church of Dawn. When Guardian Knight Guntherson is not present and the saint is interested in delegating power, ‘Child of God’ must stand up and take the lead.

"Please give it to me!"

Kieran said with a smile.

The old nun nodded with a smile, and stood up and walked towards the chapel.

Looking at the old nun’s back, Kieran opened his mouth, but he finally followed behind silently.

Standing in the shadow outside the chapel, Kieran watched the old nun praying in front of the statue. He looked at everything in the chapel with more and more careful eyes.

Unfortunately, until the sky is bright, nothing is found.

Everything is so normal.

But outside the school, it became weird.

A black horse-drawn carriage with two horses, slowly moving from far to near in the morning light of Dawn.

At the upper right of the carriage, the oil lamp is burning vigorously.

In addition to revealing a little bit of light, it did not make people feel the slightest warmth.

In the light, anyone can see clearly that there is no driver in the carriage.

Just relying on two horses to advance on their own.

Dingling! jingle!

The bell hanging from the horse’s neck made a clear sound as the two horses moved forward.

But the policeman standing in the sentry box turned a blind eye and ignored it.

The carriage that was supposed to be blocked came to the door of St. Paolo School so unimpeded, and then stopped.

"How come there is a carriage?"

A patrol member of the **** team immediately discovered the carriage that was parked in front of the gate.

The **** team member was puzzled.

Because there is a police box~IndoMTL.com~Carriage is not allowed in front of St. Paolo School. Even if the parents of students who are not rich or expensive, park the carriage in front of the box and walk to the door of the school to pick themselves Child.

With doubts, the **** team member walked over.

"Sorry, here...Huh?"

The **** team members raised their heads while talking, and then suddenly found out that the coachman was gone.

"Hello?"

The guard team members frowned.

But still politely, he knocked on the door of the car.

Next, the other party kept the knocking gesture of Motionless.

......

"What about Aikey?"

"How come you haven't come to change jobs yet?"

"Wouldn’t that guy be lazy?"

"Damn, the captain had an accident, he was lazy, really... Hey, where is the carriage?"

A member of the **** team mumbled toward the dormitory, preparing to wake up the sleeping partner.

Then, at a glance, I saw the carriage parked in front of the school.

The oil lamp is too obvious, as long as it is not blind, it will be noticed.

Out of curiosity, the **** team member walked over.

Looking at the carriage without a driver, the other party is also subconsciously going to knock on the door of the carriage.

However, it was blocked.

One palm did not know when to rest on the other person's shoulder.

At the same time, on the streets outside the school, a large group of people are coming.

A dozen carriages, driven by the driver, ran fast.

But the driver who got the order wanted to be faster.

Slap, pop!

They wield their leather whips without stingy, and the horse is running faster and faster under the pain.

It only took tens of seconds to appear on the street and then to the school gate.

When the carriage stopped, a large group of men jumped off the carriage with great force.