Sean, who originally wanted to refuse again, was intrigued. He was able to persuade a person who hated him so much to help him deliver the message. This person was indeed quite capable.

"Priest Darnell is a very knowledgeable man. He is not only knowledgeable and proficient in theology, but also has unique insights into medical skills. He came to study after hearing about Mr. Tang's unique medical skills. Since being rejected by Mr. Tang,

"In the past few days, he has set up a stall in front of the hospital to treat others for free."

Lance was very talented as an espionage officer, and he described to Sean the results of his observations in the past few days.

"The most important thing is that Priest Darnell does not have eyes on the top of his head like other priests, and he does not look at people other than Byronians. Priest Darnell said, whether they are Byronians or Andis people,

Even the Odin orcs are God's people, and as long as you believe in him from the bottom of your heart, you will receive God's protection."

"Oh?" Sean's brows suddenly raised. He turned out to be a missionary who has abandoned racial concepts. Based on this alone, the other party is much higher than ordinary missionaries. If this is the case, it is really true.

Worth a visit.

Speaking of which, this missionary named Darnell really has a persistent spirit.

After experiencing the previous tit-for-tat confrontation, Sean has deeply felt the malice from the Holy Ether Church.

Not only because of the holistic medical skills implemented on Sean, but also because of his Andis identity.

After he became affiliated with the Conclave of Witches, it seemed that the Holy Ether Church had ceased its activities. In fact, there were constant small moves in private, and even the radicals had his shadow behind them. This was a common trick of the Holy See.

Zifan never stands up for those who are detrimental to his reputation. Instead, he supports a force that has nothing to do with him and charges forward.

When necessary, the Holy Ether Church will even stand up and condemn those it supports to earn a good reputation for itself.

A week ago, when I first heard that a missionary from the Holy Ether Church came to visit, Sean's first thought was that someone from the Holy Ether Church was here to cause trouble in the name of exchanging medical skills.

Since becoming affiliated with the Conclave of Witches, although the Holy Ether Church has not come to Angibena Hospital to cause trouble, the monks headed by Brother Jason have not stopped being hostile to and slandering this new medical technique led by Sean, and they still have a great influence.

A large group of people.

Now a missionary who agrees with his medical skills and wants to communicate with him suddenly appears. It would seem strange to him, unless the other person is a deviant and someone who is different from the mainstream ideas of the Holy Ether Church.

Although this possibility was possible, Sean, who was unwilling to cause more trouble, chose to refuse.

But I didn't expect the other party's will to be so firm. This is a good thing to say, but a bad thing to say is that he is a dog-skin plaster, and he will not let go, squatting at the entrance of Anjibeina Hospital every day.

But he didn't know Sean. He only knew that the famous Dr. Tang was a young Andisian, so he got entangled with every Andisian-looking young man who came in and out of Anjibeina Hospital, and took Sean with him.

The few young doctors who came here have gone to great lengths and have been hiding in the hospital recently, refusing to leave.

"Bring him to my office!"

Sean finally decided to meet Darnell, the missionary who behaved differently. It was not that he was moved by his persistence, but that he was truly a deviant from the Holy Ether Church and must be a hard-minded person.

What this kind of person lacks most is patience and perseverance. It is not a problem for him to work in front of the hospital. Over time, he may cause trouble even if he is fine.

The middle-aged missionary, to be more precise, is moving from middle age to old age. You can already see traces of white hair on his temples. He is no less than sixty years old. This is only a conservative estimate.

Because in him, Sean felt the surging vitality like a lake. He had only felt this vigorous vitality in one person - the champion knight Starbuck.

This is a sign that physical fitness has reached a certain limit. In other words, what is standing in front of Sean is a champion knight.

If this alone was not enough to shock Sean, what really made Sean feel numb was that he felt a vast, invisible and immaterial power on the other party - the power of magic.
Chapter completed!