> Mond Cathedral.

A group of nuns in white dresses stood quietly in front of their seats, praying to the gods in the most reverent posture.

Today, the church held a solemn ceremony.

Dragon plagues were frequent, and the Lord Bishop gathered all the faithful and asked the god Barbatos for help.

In the solemn corner of the church, two figures were talking quietly.

"Mr. Lynn, I'm glad you're here too!"

This is a young girl with a sweet voice, Barbara, the prayer pastor of the church.

Pale yellow double ponytail, "Bringbring" shining blue eyes, always holding a prayer book in his hand.

She was very happy about Lynn's visit.

People who are valued by her sister, she naturally cannot be neglected.

Lynn smiled modestly.

This trip was invited by the head of the piano to participate in the activities held by the church.

Thinking that since there was nothing to do, I agreed.

But that was in the eyes of outsiders, in fact, Lynn had other intentions in mind.

Sky Lyre!

The treasure of the town hall placed in the basement of the church, the harp played by the god of the wind himself.

Legend has it that whenever Mond faced an irresistible calamity, the wind god Barbatos would fall from the sky.

The great gods will follow the call of the celestial lyre, like listening to a distant war song. While chanting softly, he walked towards this weapon. Nothing can stop the gods, for that is the greatest in the world, Barbatos.

Such treasures are naturally stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

So he asked, "Miss Barbara, I'm a stranger." I heard that as long as the wind god plays the harp, it can defuse the disaster of Mond.

"I mean... Is it really safe for such an important thing to be placed in such a crowded place?

Barbara smiled and shook her head.

Hold your right hand on your chest: "I believe everyone, the Sky Lyre is Mond's holy relic, and it will be fine!"

Lynn swore that if he hadn't known what was going to happen next, he would have been impressed by this healing smile.

Just then, the doors of the church were pushed open without warning.

Several figures swaggered in.

Fools?

Lynn lifted her chin and subconsciously raised her vigilance.

Barbara, on the other hand, stepped forward directly to stop a few people: "The church is now holding an important ceremony, no disturbance is allowed!" "

Oh?" Viktor showed a dissatisfied expression and set up the shelf.

"This young lady, even we people know that Mond is a city that believes in freedom."

"Why, we are still not allowed to believe in Lord Barbatos, the wind god?"

There is nothing wrong with Victor's words, who can guarantee that people are not in Cao Ying's heart in Han?

Barbara was speechless for a while.

As the most faithful believer of the Fengshen God, she naturally respects the beliefs of others.

Although he wanted to say something, he had to step aside.

"Hmph." Viktor snorted coldly and walked by.

The next time.

Lynn had been secretly staring at these figures.

Hehe, he said that he was a believer in the wind god, but when he came to the church and did not do business, several people gathered in the corner, without the slightest intention of praying.

This faith is also too free.

He had a hunch that these people were in competition with himself!

...

As the minutes passed, the prayer service finally came to an end.

This is when the field is most prone to chaos.

Sure enough, the figures of the fools suddenly moved, secretly talking to each other about something.

At this time, a puff of smoke rose from the center of the church, quickly covering everyone in the field.

What's the situation!?

Everyone fell into an inexplicable panic.

"Mr. Lynn!" Barbara immediately found Lynn.

Only after confirming that the other party was intact did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm okay." Lynn cast a grateful look at Barbara.

However, something suddenly came to mind.

Quickly looked in the direction of those fools.

Sure enough, it's gone.

"Oops, Sky Lyre!"

Lynn's secret is not good.

Take Barbara to the basement for the first time to check.

By the way, inform the bishop of the church about the situation here.

Thinking that the Sky Lyre might be lost, Barbara's heart was extremely anxious.

Keep praying in your heart.

Don't happen!

However, the moment she stepped into the basement, this wish was completely shattered.

I saw countless unconscious guards lying in the dimly lit basement.

At the front, the round platform that was supposed to enshrine the Sky Qin was already empty.

"Sky Lyre—" Barbara screamed out in a lost voice.

And the bishop also ordered at the first time:

"The Sky Lyre is lost, block the entire scene!"

...

"Bang ——!"

One of the Fools' diplomatic envoys angrily shredded the letter paper in his hand and slammed it on the table.

This is a personal letter from the acting head of the Zephyr Knights, Jean.

The content of the letter smelled of threat.

"If the Winter Kingdom does not return Mond's holy relics, the Sky Lyre, to the cathedral intact, the Knights have reason to believe that this is a declaration of war! And Mond will be with him to the end! The

foolish diplomatic envoy's face was almost distorted.

Stealing holy relics?

And eyewitnesses to the guards at the scene?

"Fuck the shit!" He couldn't help but scold.

How did he not know that the fools had done such a thing!

But then calmed down.

This matter is completely untenable for the foolish side.

No matter what level you interpret, this is undoubtedly an aggression.

"Was it put up..."

"Go and call that smelly boy Victor to me!"

...

Endless nights.

A dark shadow stood on top of Mond Cathedral, and the cold wind blew through, ruffling the thick black hair.

And in his hand, it is the lost sky piano.

"Giggle..."

Lynn grinned, unable to stop laughing.

"This illusion... A good thing indeed. With

the help of the pure wind elemental power that Wendy injected into his body, he successfully mastered the wind escape and completed the task.

As a result, the Sharingan evolved into the Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

And the strongest thing about these eyes is the use of illusion.

If a person's cognition is composed of all the information he receives, then just start from the source... can turn his will!

Man will only believe what he knows.

And when the number of people who adhere to this idea reaches a certain level, even falsehood will become truth.

The funny thing is that the real murderer walked in so generously, defiling the holy relics.

Real assassins are often so unpretentious.

As for throwing the pot at the fools....

Who let those unlucky bastards happen to be on the scene.

However, it was also an opportunity for Lynn to give Jean.

If handled properly, it can vigorously combat the arrogance of the fools in Mond.

Kill two birds with one stone.

...

...

ps: I saw the repercussions of the previous chapter, and many people felt that Hokage was tired of watching it and was boring.

I understand.

So the weasel's template will graduate quickly and then move on to the next one.

Subsequent templates will lean towards a single capability. If

567 is the trunk, then the other characters are branches. (After all, you clicked in because of 567)

I don't know if you are still satisfied.

As for the next one....

Bone King, Virgil, Gilgamesh, Uclewood Wood, Lelouch Block, Ghost Slayer, Gojo, (Honkai or other games require me to play first)

... (Supplement).

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