The Holy Right of a Comic

The pious saint blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment, but she was also secretly delighted by Roy's praise.

She is a 3.3 holy girl, no matter what she does, she can treat it with a pious heart, and she looks very mature.

But only in front of the Lord she believed in, would she show such a little girl's demeanor.

Since she was thirteen years old, the voice of the Lord has given revelations in her mind from time to time. She has witnessed miracles, and as long as she prays sincerely, she will receive revelations from the Lord.

For Joan of Arc, the Lord is the God she believes in and the father she longs for.

"Okay, let's move on, leave this jungle and go to the next village."

"...Since Joan of Arc cares about that witch of the dragon, let's go all the way to Gaul to meet that witch."

"Since she calls herself Joan of Arc, she must also have a devout heart."

Roy nodded and smiled at the four of them.

"Yes, my lord!"

The four responded and continued to follow Roy's footsteps. .

Chapter 322 The Roman Emperor should not be ignorant of flattery!

Walking through this dense forest and down the river, when you come to a plain, you can see a village and town built by the water.

The village is quite large and looks very large, with an estimated population of thousands of people. In this era, Europe is already considered a big city.

"The land here is fertile, and it's not in a strategic location or border. There is no danger of enemy invasion, and there is a river that breeds life flowing through it. It's no wonder there is a city with such a large population here."

Roy stood on a small hill, looking at the town ahead, and said with a smile to the apostles behind him.

After a pause, he said again: "...Of course, the premise is that the ruler here is not tyrannical, otherwise no matter how fertile the land is, no one will live there."

"...Let's go, we'll spend the night here tonight."

As Roy said so, he went down the hill and walked towards the city.

Joan of Arc and the others quickly followed.

Staring at Roy's back, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada hesitated for a moment, and said, "...my lord, the current emperor of the Roman Empire is Nero Claudius."

"...that tyrant harmed Christian believers, we should punish him."

As the leader of the Shimabara Rebellion, Shiro Amakusa's character is a bit extreme after witnessing the massacre of 24 followers who followed him.

Just as he wants the salvation of all mankind, he has great anger towards those in power who persecute Christian believers.

"Let's go from Gaul to the Roman capital all the way to meet the emperor."

"...As for her persecution, Amakusa, look, isn't the whole of Rome being whipped?"

Roy said with a smile, turning his back to Amakusa Shiro.

Hearing Roy's words, Amakusa Shiro bowed his head respectfully, expressing his humility.

As a heroic spirit, he also knew about this era. The Whip of God, which was supposed to appear four hundred years later, appeared in this era.

That tyrant must be beaten all over by this whip to punish unbelievers, and those in power who persecute Christian believers must also be punished.

Amakusa Shiro thought so.

Of course, even if Roy said to forgive the tyrant Nero, Amakusa Shiro would not say anything, because whatever the Lord did was right, he must have deep meaning.

The Lord's punishment is the majesty of God, and the Lord's redemption is God's mercy.

Walking into the city, although there were pedestrians on the road, everyone hurried past with numb and panicked faces.

Now that the Roman Empire is in turmoil, and monsters in myths and legends are raging, people lack stability and sustenance in their hearts. It can be said that such an environment is most suitable for preaching.

When Roy and several strangers came to this town, the residents in the town watched them with vigilant eyes.

One of the guards in the city, a centurion of the Roman Empire, also discovered them. He came over and shouted angrily: "... who are you? Where did you come from?"

"...If you are fugitives coming from the direction of Rome, this place can give you some shelter."

"But I want to warn you in advance that there are many weird flying dragons around here, and they come to the city to do evil and prey every day. Many people have been killed by those flying dragons."

"...If you are not afraid, we can provide you with a house to live in."

In this turbulent age, when there are monsters attacking humans, humans will always be used to report to the group to keep warm.

Especially seeing that Roy and the others have a unique temperament, which is different from ordinary people, and some of them are armed with weapons. For a while, the centurion hesitated. These people could not be nobles who fled from Rome.

It is said that the huge empire has retreated steadily, lost many important cities and towns, and the terrible Hun army is pointing directly at the imperial capital.

Even the emperor who is as dazzling as the sun Apollo can't support himself at this time.

The Senate wanted to impeach her, but the murderous emperor actually massacred the Senate, which made many nobles who originally supported her also start to obey the law.

The people who loved her had already begun to distrust her. The successive defeats made the empire precarious and might collapse at any time.

The centurion was thinking about the news he had received from the defeated soldiers on the front line. After he got close to Roy and the others, he was suddenly startled.

Even in this era of closed news, some news spread quickly.

He looked at Roy and the others, and said hesitantly, "...you...no, are you from Jerusalem?"

Roy smiled and said to the centurion: "...Yes, we have come all the way from Jerusalem and are going to the Roman capital."

As soon as he finished speaking, the centurion knelt down and shouted excitedly: "...Lord, please show us mercy, make us clean, and save us suffering people."

"...Many townspeople were seriously ill, and many soldiers became disabled in the battle against the dragon monsters to protect the townspeople."

"May you perform miracles and save us poor people."

Weeping bitterly, the centurion knelt on the ground and cried out.

Roy traveled all the way from Jerusalem, either preaching or performing miracles, and in this age of chaos and people's precariousness, news of such miracles spread extremely quickly.

Coupled with the fact that Roy was not walking fast with the saints and saints, the news spread all the way from Jerusalem faster than them.

The centurion just knelt down and cried when he saw that Roy and the others were dressed a bit like the rumors.

Regardless of whether those miracles are true or not, you have to try, don’t you?

This centurion should be very famous. Seeing him kneeling on the ground and crying loudly, the surrounding townspeople did not know what happened, so they also knelt down.

Some family members with injured or sick relatives even followed the centurion in prayer and cried loudly.

Although they don't know why they are crying.

Seeing this, Roy smiled and said, "...you can bring the wounded soldiers and seriously ill patients here, and I will make them clean."

Hearing what Roy said, the centurion was a little surprised and a little skeptical, but he still urged the surrounding townspeople to let them do the same.

Not long after, hundreds of patients were placed in front of Roy.

There are sick young people, seriously ill old people, blind soldiers, soldiers who have lost their limbs, and some are dying. It can be said that in this era, such injuries and diseases almost declare death.

Roy didn't make a sound, he just waved his right hand lightly in front of these patients, and immediately everyone felt a holy breath and a faint golden light flashing.

Those seriously ill climbed up from the ground, the blind saw the light, and the soldiers who lost their hands and feet fighting monsters even grew their hands and feet under the horror of everyone.

They looked at each other, stood up from the ground, and looked around with confused and incredible eyes.

"miracle!!"

"This is a miracle!!!"

"Lord, thank you for your mercy!! 400"

"You should fulfill the words of the prophet Isaiah, the Messiah will save the world, replace our infirmities, and bear our diseases."

Some scholars who had read "Tanakh" burst into tears at this time.

Those who saw their loved ones being healed hugged and cried loudly, then helped each other up and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Roy.

In an instant, the atmosphere infected the whole town, and thousands of townspeople worshiped Roy.

Some even had a bad temper and overturned the statues of the Roman gods enshrined in the towns, and asked the craftsmen to shape the statues of the Lord to stand on them.

Like the first commandment of the Ten Commandments, you shall have no other gods before me!

"I heard that the emperor has been persecuting those believers from the Promised Land."

"Tyrant, tyrant!! That damned tyrant!"

"I've always heard that the emperor acted cruelly, even killed his own mother, lived a life of extravagance and prostitution, and was bloodthirsty. I used to think it was a lie, but now it seems to be true."

"Yes, I heard from a relative from the capital that the emperor personally participated in a fight while watching a play in the theater, and molested the wife of a senator."

"...It is said that she also likes to sing, and keeps people in the theater every day. She won't let them go until she finishes singing. Some pregnant women are even forced to give birth in the theater."

"And she also likes to castrate little boys. Everyone around her has been defiled by her. It's simply licentious."

"No wonder the Lord will punish her. I hope this tyrant will not be ignorant of flattery, and kill himself quickly!"

Inexplicably, the people were excited and poured all their malice on the crown of Rome, the supreme emperor. .

Chapter 323: The Village Girl's Life of the Holy Maiden

After Roy performed the miracle, the residents of the town have regarded him as a god walking on the ground, and have become more devout.

The city officials personally accompanied Roy, and they came to a rather large mansion with him excitedly.

"Our lord, what do you think of this house? If you think it is good, please place it here temporarily. If you are not satisfied, we will show you the next house."

The official's face was rosy, his tone trembling, and he asked Roy reverently for instructions.

"Okay, just stay here."

Roy responded with a slight smile.

Then he looked at the two people behind him and said, "...Martha and George, you all go together with these soldiers and wipe out the flying dragons near the town, and don't let them harm anyone again."

"Yes, my lord!"

The saint and saint who received the order respectfully responded, and then led them to set off to find the dragon's lair outside the town, cheered by a dozen Roman soldiers who volunteered.

If there was still a lot of fear in the face of those flying dragon soldiers before, then after witnessing the miracle, everyone had the courage to believe that the disciples serving the Lord must not be mortals, they must be angels.

Besides, God is here, even if he sacrifices himself, he will go to heaven, right?

When human beings forget the horror of death, it will be the most terrible natural disaster.

Martha and St. George left with the soldiers, and the officials did not dare to stay in front of the god for a long time, for fear of violating the majesty of the god, so they left separately.

Roy rejected their request to send a maid to serve, and followed Amakusa and Joan into this magnificent mansion.

The mansion was cleaned very clean, but Amakusa and Joan of Arc still found props for cleaning, and cleaned the hall and bedroom of the mansion where Roy might go next.

The two were not nobles during their lifetime, but just commoners, who were very good at these rough jobs.

Joan put on her apron, took the tablecloth and carefully cleaned every piece of furniture that Roy might use, making sure that there was no dust left here.

Amakusa, on the other hand, used a simple broom to clean the ground.

Not long after, the door of this mansion was knocked, and the nobles and officials in the town brought food and drinks.

The food is exquisitely crafted cakes and snacks, and the wine is the wine that symbolizes the blood of the gods. Among these foods, there are many wheat as raw materials.

These things are almost the most important symbols of future Christianity.

"Mr. Amakusa, will you cook or I will cook¨‖?"

Joan of Arc asked Amakusa with a clean and pure smile.

Although Roy and several heroic spirits did not need to eat, they still learned human behavior during the missionary journey.

When traveling or preaching during the day, and sleeping at night, there must be a meal for every meal.

When Amakusa Shiro heard Joan of Arc's words, he took the initiative to invite Ying, saying: "...Let me cook, Joan of Arc!"

"...I have lived with the Lord for decades, and I know very well the tastes that the Lord likes in the world, and I have learned the cooking skills for decades. I think I am very good in this respect!"

There was an inexplicable excitement in Amakusa Shiro's words, as if he had worked for Roy for decades, and he was very proud of being both a nanny and an employee.

After the two 'rulers' assigned their tasks, Amakusa Shiro took the ingredients sent by the nobles in the city and went to the kitchen to cook.

There are not many seasonings in this era, but here is everything, enough for Amakusa to make a hearty dinner.

Seeing Amakusa Shiro cooking, Joan wandered around for a long time, not knowing what to do for a while.

The holy girl came to Roy, and asked a little shyly: "...Lord, the road is full of dust, please let me wash your clothes."