In the not-so-crowded conference room, you can hear the needle falling.

All believers looked at Gith with expressionless faces, and the anger in their eyes remained unchanged.

"Repent? Gith."

Dishan stood up and walked slowly behind him, holding his ears: "You have been in the Holy Church for so many years and have always followed the precepts. If your piety was false, you would have been noticed by the Lord long ago. Do you really feel that you have never longed for miracles after that disaster?"

"I don't! I don't!"

Gis argued vigorously, then grabbed his hair and hit his elbow on the table.

One of the most taboo things for being an undercover agent is to have feelings for the enemy's camp. What's more, Gith is not a strictly undercover agent.

He grew up in a monastery and was with Nash.

Because he has always been questioning God, Gith never was like Nash, who was always irritable and irritable when he saw the "ignorant" actions of those mortals.

He read the Scriptures to laugh at him as much as he saw God’s mistakes; he joined the Knights of Judgment to witness with his own eyes the crimes this once known for his brutality would commit in maintaining the so-called “honor”; everything he did was to find the truth he wanted and tear off the high-sounding masks of these hypocrites!

But is the fact really the same as he imagined? Is the Holy Church really deceiving the world and stealing reputation as he thought?

Yes, of course this kind of thing exists.

No matter how strict the organization is, as long as people are operating, borers will inevitably grow. Some priests openly make money in the name of the Holy Church, while others use their positions to do shameless things to the adopted children.

These people are unforgivable, but the existence of the Knights was responsible for cleaning up the residue. When pulling their souls out of their bodies, Gith felt no sense of guilt.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, in a sense, he had subtly accepted this kind of life.

He restrained himself as the opposite side and carried out a life of asceticism; he recited the scriptures every day because there were indeed something good about it; he and others generally advocated violence, because it was necessary to fight against evil.

"Just...when did I start..."

Bishop Gith desperately recalled that a tall image in black gradually became clear in his mind.

The man suddenly appeared and easily defeated him, proposing his intention to cooperate. He told Gith that his name was Nessaly, a demon lord, and the biggest obstacle to their action.

Gith disliked God, but he hated the demon even more. He thought that this self-righteous demon would use some ridiculous benefits to seduce him, but he was wrong.

Nessaly gave nothing, but just described the meaning and direction of the struggle with him.

For some reason, his blood was boiling!

He was surprised to find that the two of them had the same goal. Nessaly wanted to win the battle, and he couldn't wait to see what God would look like when he lost this critical game.

So, an unexpected deal was reached.

It was him who exposed the Holy Church's action route, which led to Febry being detained and Lucas was killed in battle. It was also him who took the initiative to release the news, hoping to prevent the Holy Church from finding the disaster fairy in advance and losing the opportunity in the game.

He hated him for too long, and even forgot what the meaning of his hatred he had been around forever.

Under Dishan's urge to ask, he became confused and could not find his own belonging.

"Can I still get redemption?" he asked.

"Maybe..."

Dishan sat back next to him, patiently feeling like a kind Virgin, "There is such a story here in China. In ancient times, there was a shepherd who had broken her sheep pen. His neighbor was worried that his sheep would be thrown away and reminded him to repair the fence. But the owner of the sheep pen thought he had never lost the sheep and did not take it seriously at all. As a result, on that night, a wolf entered his sheep pen and took away a sheep.

The next day, the neighbor persuaded him again, but the master still didn't care. The dead sheep couldn't stand it and was resurrected from the wilderness in the middle of the night and repaired the sheep pen for his companions. From then on, she never lost the sheep in the sheep pen. This is the story of the sheep repairing the sheep."

"You mean, I am the dead sheep and there is still a chance to save my companion?" A flame called hope was ignited in Gith's eyes again.

"You are just bewildered by Nessaly. Original sin is not with you. You can reduce unnecessary sacrifices for us." Dishan replied.

Fibri: "…"

That's right, but how did he remember that the story of "Suppressing the Lost Sheep" seems not to be written like this.

"Maybe it's a translation problem..." he thought so.

"No, Lord Dishan! The sin of depravity cannot be forgiven!" The person who spoke was Bishop Nash.

If he believed in Gith at the beginning, then he would be so sad now.

"Don't be easily dominated by anger, Nash."

Dishan glanced at him and said, "If he had fallen completely, then the person who died last time would not be Lucas, but you."

She didn't wait for Nash to speak again and said to Gith: "Listen, Gith. Whether you are willing to cooperate or not, your sins cannot be offset. Even so, are you willing?"

"I do, Lord Dishan!" Gith gritted his teeth.

What was suppressed by Dishan was not only the power in him, but also the seeds of desire planted by Nasaly. Now he has never felt so awake.

"very good."

Dishan smiled and patted his shoulder, looking at Febrile and said, "I'll leave it to you next."

"You can go on," said Febri.

"No, I'm lazy."

Dishan leaned back, held her chest with her hands, and crossed her legs.

In the past, when they saw her in this posture, the bishops present would be more or less a little slandered. But after seeing her methods, they only had respect in their eyes.

It seemed that she did nothing, but quietly pulled out a dangerous nail for the tissue.

This is the terrible thing about the saints!

"All right."

Feibri had no choice but to say, "Except for Gith, we will be over now and come back here in two hours."

After everyone left, Febri couldn't help asking, "I'm very curious, how did you find out about his problem when you stayed in the church?"

"I said, my way of doing things is different from yours?" Dishan smiled mysteriously.

"You mean, you're better at working in the dark?"

“That’s not.”

"What is that?" Feibry said in confusion.

Dishan put her slender legs on the stage, put her hands on her head, and said without hesitation: "I'm better lying."

Fibri: "…"
Chapter completed!