He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 31 31. The Winged Girl

Today in Blackwater City, the miracles brought by the dawn are so numerous that they are outrageous.

First, there is the towering church that rose from the ground overnight. Its architectural style is as incredible as it can be.

Then came the egg bread that was served, and that egg bread was filled with a sense of mystery.

Then you will witness with your own eyes the gods walking on earth, embarking on a road to fruitful harvest, and witnessing the myths shining into reality.

Finally, it's this powerful iron golem again...

Nowadays, any citizen of Blackwater City who says that he does not believe in Dawn will probably be isolated by other believers around him, and in serious cases he may even be beaten up.

The entire Blackwater City is filled with devout followers of Dawn.

So……

The area where Markov recruited the Vatican's army was now crowded with believers from Blackwater City.

Regardless of gender, age or status, they all squeezed forward and eagerly begged to join the Vatican Army.

"Fight for the Dawn, and you will go to heaven after death!" As soon as these words came out, they were guaranteed by the current power of the Dawn Cult and many miracles.

The people of Blackwater City have already firmly believed it.

Especially those believers who have not yet been formally organized, they are anxiously and fanatically pleading to be given priority to join the army.

If they can't do something for Shuguang, they always feel that they are not real Shuguang's children.

They also want to be like old Matthew and receive the loving gaze of the great Heavenly Father.

This lively atmosphere made Markov, who had been deliberately keeping a stern face to maintain his dignity as a paladin, very happy.

"Line up! No noise! ​​Dawn's children shouldn't be so disrespectful!"

Just this one sentence immediately calmed the chaotic situation, and the Blackwater City believers obediently lined up again.

"As expected of the Dawn Cult founded by Young Master Ian..."

Markov sighed in his heart, and began to register the information of those who wanted to join the army with other knights.

far away.

Under the shadow of a house, there was still that girl dressed in a very special way.

He had a pretty and slightly thin face, but his body, wrapped in a robe, was exceptionally large.

It looks quite inconsistent.

The girl was not as enthusiastic as others in her desire to join the army.

His eyes lingered on the wandering iron golem and the church dome vaguely visible in the distance.

Although he seems to have no intention of joining the army, the devotion of faith in his eyes is no weaker than that of others.

Looking in the direction of Markov and the others, the girl's eyes were full of struggle.

"Child, I can feel your confusion. Can you talk to me?"

Suddenly, old Matthew's gentle voice sounded in my ears.

The girl came to her senses and quickly clasped her hands together.

"Father Matthew..."

"I know you. You are not a citizen of Blackwater City, nor are you a registered follower of the great Dawn Cult."

Old Matthew's smile was still gentle. This guy adapted to the change of identity in just a short time.

After hearing what old Matthew said, the girl suddenly became anxious.

"I'm sorry, Father Matthew, I..."

"It's okay, kid."

Old Matthew raised his hand to interrupt the girl.

"I can feel your devotion to the Dawn. As long as you have a devout heart, you are a child of the Dawn."

"I have no intention of prying into your secrets. I'm just curious... after witnessing the dawn and the miracle, why are you still hesitant?"

"Do you have any questions about Dawn?"

The girl immediately raised her head, her eyes full of panic.

"No! Father Matthew! The dawn gave me hope to live. I respect Him and love Him! I wish to follow Him forever."

Old Matthew smiled with relief, but the girl pursed her lips and said:

"only……"

"Not important, kid."

Old Matthew shook his head and interrupted the girl's next words.

"Just do it. As long as there is hope in your heart, that's enough."

"Your confusion and bewilderment will be answered by the dawn as you walk along the road."

"Just like me, Shuguang will always focus on his beloved children, put aside confusion, and act boldly."

"If you still have any questions, please come to me in the church. It is the duty entrusted to me by His Holiness the Pope to answer the questions of the children of Dawn."

After saying that, old Matthew walked towards the church. He was about to officially take up his post.

Looking at old Matthew's back, the girl's eyes became more and more determined, and finally, she went out of the city against the flow of people.

They walked for four or five miles until Blackwater City disappeared from their sight.

The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stretched out his hand and pulled, and the black robe rose up.

A pair of pure white wings spread out behind the girl.

The wingspan is four or five meters, and the feathers are full and regular.

I guess this is the reason why the black-robed girl's figure doesn't match her appearance.

Glancing back at Blackwater City once more, the girl clasped her hands together, whispering a prayer. A moment later, her wings flapped, creating a howling wind that bent the surrounding weeds.

White feathers fell to the ground, and the girl with wings on her back was already soaring in the sky.

Like a handsome white eagle, it cut through the clouds and flew towards the great rift valley east of Blackwater City.

"Father, mother... my tribesmen!"

"I've found real hope for everyone!"

The girl soaring in the sky has a determined and pious look on her face.

"Believe in the Dawn, follow Him, and love Him! Take refuge in His holiness! The Winged Clan will surely become great again!"

The exploding wind left cloud trails behind her, and the figure of the winged girl almost left an afterimage.

After a long time, a trail like an arrow piercing the clouds dived into the great rift valley in the east of Blackwater City.

"Dad! Mom! Everyone! I'm back!"

Clear and excited shouts echoed in the canyon.

The echoes swept across the jungle at the bottom of the canyon and across the ridge in the center of the canyon.

It also swept across an imperceptible crack in an unknown part of the canyon, emitting a black-purple light.

Perhaps it was the vibration of the sound, the crack trembled slightly, and the strange light that burst out became stronger and stronger.

……

Treetop City.

Patriarch Cleveland walked back and forth in the heavily defended city lord's mansion with a gloomy face.

He looked like an ant running around in circles in a panic.

In the quiet City Lord's Mansion, faint hoarse growls could be heard, and a fishy stench filled the air.

There were also some dark red blood scabs on the ground.

Suddenly, a messenger rushed in.

In the past, such reckless behavior would probably result in another headless corpse in the City Lord's Mansion.

But now, Chief Cleveland suddenly burst out with a speed that was inconsistent with his bloated body, and pressed down the messenger's shoulder in an instant.

"But has there been a reply from the capital?"

The messenger did not dare to delay and said quickly:

"Replying to the Deputy City Lord, it's the Blackwater City area you asked us to monitor..."

"roll!"

Patriarch Cleveland was furious and slapped the messenger, who flew backwards and smashed the door.

Cleveland's eyes were red.

"It's already this late, and you're still interrupting me with such trivial matters! If you do it again, I'll feed you to my son!"

The messenger shuddered, his eyes filled with fear. Regardless of his serious injuries, he struggled to get up and ran away quickly.

Patriarch Leman, who was sitting nearby, said nonchalantly:

"Why are you competing with him? Didn't you give the order to monitor Blackwater City?"

"Don't worry, this is news about a new species of demons, and the capital will definitely take it seriously. Just wait a little longer."

Cleveland gave Lehman a sinister look.

Suddenly, someone else walked in cautiously.

"Vice City Lord..."

"Say!"

"The second young master is banging on the door again. The new door is about to break..."

Cleveland took a deep breath, his eyes darkening as he glanced at Lehman.

"Send the food in!"

"Food... Mr. Deputy City Lord, the food we caught yesterday is..."

The guard said something in embarrassment, and the next moment, a dagger inlaid with precious jade pierced through the air and pierced into his forehead.

Bang!
The guard fell to the ground in a daze.

Cleveland drew his dagger expressionlessly.

"Come here, send this assassin to the Second Young Master's room! And then go get him ten fresh meals!"

Two trembling guards walked in from both sides of the city lord's mansion entrance and soon left, dragging the corpse on the ground.

Cleveland glanced grimly at the departing body and then at Lehman.

The latter drank a sip of milk with a smile, and said meaningfully:

"Well done to the blind creature!"

"Isn't it that our dear Cleveland Patriarch is about to take over the position of Lord of Songlan City? He keeps calling me Deputy Lord!"

Hearing this, Cleveland's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, but after a long time, it subsided.

"Lord Lehman, you're joking. It's all nonsense..."

"Don't be so modest, old man."

Lyman scratched the silver spoon and clinked the cup.

"Didn't the Third Prince already promise you that after settling in Songlan City, you would become the city lord?"

"When the time comes, my elder brother will be in Songlan City and Lord Cleveland will have to take good care of me."

(End of this chapter)