After waking up

To be honest, Mulan once seemed to be extremely persistent in revitalizing the Jonster family, so much so that when Mulan sees the newspaper now, he can still feel an almost instinctive excitement. In a sense, it can be regarded as a blessing to himself. An affirmation.

However, Mulan couldn't help but complain in his heart. He solved the perverted murderer whose name he still didn't even know. In addition to increasing his popularity in the newspaper, the Valentine Police Department didn't even get any commendation, at least nothing substantial. A commendation might be of some benefit to Leo.

‘You must keep this newspaper! ’

With this in mind, Mulan put the newspaper into the inner pocket of his coat and walked quickly towards the south area of ​​the city.

The strong winds and heavy rains for many days have kept most people at home. Although it has not cleared up today, it is a rare good weather compared to the previous period, so churches all over Valentine have welcomed a large number of believers.

When Mulan arrived at the church in the south of the city, a large number of believers were gathering towards the church.

The standard of this church is not very high. There must be only Ivan among the clergy. There are many churches like this in the city. Mulan looked at the many believers gathered and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Missionary success.

Of course, Mulan would not stand outside and wait. Instead, he entered the church along with the flow of people. People entered one after another, looking for empty seats to sit down silently. No one made any noise, and familiar people only exchanged a few words in low voices.

Mulan didn't know anyone, so he couldn't find anyone to talk to. He just found a place with few people to sit down, which happened to be slightly behind the middle. However, as soon as he sat down, an old woman next to him appeared. Keep studying him.

Mulan couldn't pretend not to see it, so he nodded towards her. As if to confirm something, the middle-aged woman took out a newspaper from her small bag and unfolded it.

"Oh my god, are you Lord Jonest?"

The city of Valentine is not a small one, but the story of retired military officers killing a perverted murderer one-on-one in a near duel spread quickly. In addition, the Valentine Daily reporter's vivid description was mixed with some fabrications, and its news effect was far greater than that of some. What aristocratic tidbits and boring politics.

And Mulan's photo was taken very well. Most of the residents of Valentine, especially women, would look at him a lot. At this moment, because this woman was closer to Mulan, she happened to recognize him.

"Yes ma'am, but this is a church, please keep quiet."

The middle-aged woman was very happy.

"It turns out it's really you. You eliminated the danger for us. Your body must be shrouded in God's holy light. May God bless you!"

"Thanks!"

Mulan said politely and looked forward with both hands on his cane. The middle-aged woman's attention also shifted to the front. Priest Aiwen was slowly walking towards him. Today, in addition to wearing a white priest uniform, he also had a hanging hanging in front of him. A temple accessory with a metal ring on the outside and carvings in the form of three light pillars on the inside.

Walking to the Holy Light Statue, Ivan smiled at all the believers who came here. After discovering Mulan sitting in the crowd, his smile became even brighter.

"Wind and rain cannot hinder our piety. The Holy Light will protect us all from the darkness. Even if evil people occasionally cause trouble, those who feel the will of the Holy Light will appear and uphold justice, just like the heroic Second Lieutenant Mullan Jonest! "

After praising Mulan like this, Ivan couldn't see any expression of pride or joy on Mulan's face, but this made him feel that Mulan was excellent, and he stayed true to himself despite being favored or humiliated. Such people are the ones favored by God.

The prayer ceremony was not lengthy, but many believers wanted to talk to Alvin, telling them their worries and all kinds of trivial matters that had nothing to do with God. Alvin kept smiling throughout the process and communicated with the believers in a gentle tone. Give your own advice.

Mulan waited for a long time, and the believers in the church finally left. During this period, many believers either identified themselves, or heard other believers mention it, and recognized that the young man sitting there was the man in the newspaper. Retired Second Lieutenant Mullan Jonest, many people looked at Mullan a few more times when he left.

Now that the people were almost gone, Mulan stood up, and Ivan slowly walked towards him, and was the first to speak in a pleased tone.

"I've been waiting for you to come over. I saw the newspaper. God can see everything you do!"

Mulan looked at Alvin and asked directly.

"So can God see what that murderer did? If I hadn't taken action, many people might have died in Valentine. What would God, or the Holy Church, do?"

Aiwen smiled and told Mulan very frankly.

"God will have its own arrangements, such as your appearance."

Mulan grinned reluctantly. He didn't like this statement very much. Just when he wanted to say something, he suddenly frowned slightly. A special feeling made him subconsciously look not far away. As he concentrated his attention, , he found that there was actually another person sitting there, and at this moment this person had stood up.

"Yes, God will have its arrangements. That guy has begun to contact the inhuman side. The Holy Church may not care, but we will definitely intervene before he does something worse."

Ai Wen turned around and looked at the source of the sound in surprise. There were still believers who had not left, but he had not noticed it just now.

Mulan's brows widened and he greeted the visitor.

"Hello, Sir Walton."

"Second Lieutenant, we meet again. In fact, I happened to see your heroic performance yesterday. I have to say, you are even better than I thought!"

Just happened to see it? Only a ghost can believe it!

Mulan complained in his heart, but responded calmly on his face.

"You are flattering me. To correct you, I have already retired. I was dismissed even before I retired. You were also present at that time, Sir!"

At the last word "Jazz", Mullan slightly emphasized his tone. He would never forget the three shots in the court. If he hadn't fired in the court, the outcome of the trial might have been better.

But Walton only had a smile on his face.

"That is a loss for the Imperial Military, but the Empire will not miss talents like you. If you are willing, I will be the leader and take you to the door of another world!"

Walton was not as tactful as Ivan, he went straight to the point and dropped a bombshell in Mullan's heart simply and crudely.

Ivan on the side suddenly felt anxious. He discovered Mulan's unpolished gem. He didn't expect this mysterious knight to rob people directly in the temple without respecting martial ethics?

"This Sir, Mr. Jonest is a devout believer in God. God is more willing to see him bathed in the holy light, too."

"Priest, I am also a devout believer in God, and I am also bathed in the Holy Light. Even the Dilga Empire is the same. This is not a contradiction. I believe you appreciate Mulan very much, but for the Holy Church Archdiocese , he is just a devout believer."

Walton's words were extremely explicit and left Alvin speechless. He believed that people like Mulan would definitely shine, but he was only a templar priest in an area south of Valentine City, and he really couldn't influence it. Matters of the Archdiocese.

Walton unilaterally suppressed Ivan, and his aura was completely on two levels, like a kind adult talking to a child.

"So Mulan, are you going to go out for a walk with me, or are you going to continue praying?"

There is no doubt that Mulan will not choose the second option. Even if it is the sleeping problem that troubles him, Walton is likely to have a solution. Even if not, he can still come to the temple again. He can only say silently: 'I'm sorry. Good head priest. ’

"I've finished praying today, Priest Alvin, I'll come see you next time."

Ivan sighed and suppressed the urge to hit Walton. He kept telling himself that he was a clergyman and should be calm, and then he had to respond to Mulan with a smile.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Goodbye then!"

Walton patted Mulan on the shoulder and led him out of the church.