I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

Chapter 174 The Power of Faith

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A gust of wind blew by, and Julian watched helplessly as the crumbling window fell to the ground with a clang sound...

After the suffocating silence, the coachman stammered and asked, "Sir, are you sure you want to go to the Holy Light Church?"

Julian: "..."

"Yes." He wiped his face vigorously, trying to ignore the shit that kept swiping the screen in his mind.

It’s all here, and you can’t turn around and leave immediately, otherwise the blame may be on Owen. Whether it’s greed for enjoyment or not taking the weak church branch to heart, it’s a crime he can never admit.

On this busy street, there is no secret at all. I didn’t see that there were a few passers-by who went to the Church of the Mother of the Earth to pray, so Julian didn’t think about leaving here to go to other places at all. To live, Owen, the Heavenly Knight of the Church of the Holy Light, can only live in the church of the Church of the Holy Light, even if the church collapses tomorrow!

Of course, he also probably wanted to understand why the Church of the Holy Light had such a miserable life here.

There are four major empires on this continent, including the Shatan Empire, Vatai Empire, Zixue Empire, and the relatively special Saint Laurent Empire.

Among them, the Saint Laurent Empire is the most special, because the founding emperor of the Saint Laurent Empire was a devout believer in the Holy Light. After his death, he became a Holy Spirit, guiding his descendants for many years, and finally belonged to the Goddess of the Holy Light Goddess. country.

It is precisely because of the Holy Spirit that the Church of the Holy Light became the state religion of the Saint Laurent Empire. Although thousands of years have passed, there have been a series of power struggles for royal and divine power within the empire, but the Church of the Holy Light has become the state religion of the Saint Laurent Empire. The lofty status in the hearts of the people has never changed.

The four empires do not border each other, and there are many small and medium kingdoms between them, and the principality becomes a buffer zone for both sides, but this does not mean that there is no discord between these big countries.

In fact, even a medium-sized kingdom like the Maggie Kingdom will cultivate its own dark forces, which shows that the secret confrontation between these empires has never stopped.

There used to be disputes between the Chatan Empire and the Saint Laurent Empire over many issues. As time went on, the relationship between the two countries naturally did not get better.

The Church of the Holy Light is the state religion of the Saint Laurent Empire, and His Majesty the Emperor of the Shatan Empire is naturally very unhappy with it, but the Shatan Empire claims to be a country with freedom of belief, so no matter how unhappy it is, His Majesty the successive emperors can only hold it Nose allows the Church of the Holy Light to preach within his country.

Of course, permission is permission, but don’t expect any support. Not only is there no support, but you have to attack it from time to time. After all, even if His Majesty the King doesn’t say anything, there are so many people who can figure out his thoughts. The position of the Church of the Holy Light in the Shatan Empire has become what it is now...

"Hey, why did it fall down again? I've repaired it three times. No, it looks like I really need to find a carpenter to fix it."

While Julian was in a daze, a thin old man came out of the church. He didn't look at Julian, but looked at the window on the ground with a depressed face, and kept babbling.

He was wearing a pastor's robe that had been washed white, and the cuffs were patched inconspicuously. His gray hair was messily combed aside, trying to cover up his high hairline.

This man looks really old. Just from his appearance, Julian suspects that he is about 90 years old. His face is full of dimples, his eyes are cloudy, his hands are rough, and there are many age spots on the back of his hands. A rotten smell.

"Mr. Reverend."

Seeing that the old man didn't seem to notice his existence at all, Julian took the initiative to say hello.

Unexpectedly, the old man seemed to be startled by him, and turned around suddenly, but almost fell because of too much force.

Fortunately, Julian had quick eyesight and gave him a quick hand, so that he didn't really fall, otherwise he might be charged with murdering the pastor.

"Thank you..." the old man said with a look of shock.

"You're welcome, I don't want to scare you." Julian's mouth twitched.

"It's none of your business." The old man rubbed the arm that was stretched just now, and shook his head: "It's old, it's useless."

"Oh, by the way, young man, are you here to pray?" the old man asked expectantly.

"……no."

"Oh." The negative answer made the old man a little disappointed, but not too disappointed, after all, he was used to it. "Then is there anything I can do to help you?" the old man asked again.

"Can we go in and talk?" Julian murmured at Owen, indicating that he was supporting another person. His small body is very fragile now, and his legs were already trembling after just supporting him for a while.

"Oh, are you here for treatment?" The old man suddenly realized: "Come in, but I have to explain first, my level is limited, and ordinary minor illnesses and disasters are fine. If it is a serious illness, you can go to see The priests of the Church of the Mother of the Earth, their healing magic is very effective, although it is a bit expensive, but human life is priceless, right..." The old man was talking ramblingly as he led them inside.

The corners of Julian's mouth twitched when he heard this. This pastor is really a kind person. The Church of the Mother of the Earth is about to build a church on top of your head, and you even speak good words for their pastor.

This dilapidated chapel looks dilapidated from the outside, and even worse when inside...

Mottled walls, broken benches, the platform used by the pastor to lead everyone to pray is missing a leg, and the most complete statue in the entire church is probably the statue of the Goddess of Light. In addition, it is reflected from the inside to the outside With the word poverty.

However, despite being poor, everything here was wiped clean, and the statue of the goddess was spotless. Julian was surprised to find that there was a faint halo around the statue.

The halo was not bright, but warm and soft. If Julian hadn't analyzed some fragments of the godhead, he would not have discovered that there was a lot of power of faith surrounding the statue.

This shows that this statue can receive a lot of devout faith every day. Such a strong power of faith has never appeared even in the church of King Maggie's capital.

"What? Do you also believe in the goddess?" Noticing that Julian was staring blankly at the statue of the goddess, the old man asked kindly.

"Yes, yes." Julian himself was a non-believer, but facing the clear eyes of the old man, he couldn't say anything against it.

A dilapidated church, an old believer who is about to die, such a simple environment can give birth to such a strong power of faith, one can imagine how much this old man has paid for it.

Julian does not believe in God, but this does not prevent him from respecting those who have firm beliefs, and most of the teachings of the Church of the Holy Light lead people to be good. A devout believer of the Goddess of Holy Light must not be a bad person.

"You...what's your address?" Unconsciously, Julian changed his address to an honorific.

The old man smiled gently: "Just call me Old Dick."

"Pastor Dick," Julian called politely.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've been called that." Old Dick laughed, and motioned for Julian to put him on the bed.

No matter how dilapidated the church is, there are still guest rooms. From these guest rooms, it can be seen that the people who built the church may not have much money, but they must have been very serious.

After putting Owen down, the coachman left. Old Dick tried to treat Owen, but was stopped by Julian.

"Don't worry, he's fine, he's just drunk."

Old Dick was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "Since you know he's just drunk, why did you send him here?"

"I..." Before Julian finished speaking, he heard a bang from outside and the sound of the door being kicked open.

His face changed slightly, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Old Dick didn't seem surprised by the sound.

"Old Dick! Old Dick! I'm coming to see you!" A crisp young voice came from outside.

Only then did Old Dick show a distressed expression: "Sorry, I'll excuse you first."

"You're busy." Julian quickly expressed that he was not in a hurry.

After Old Dick left in a hurry, he heard the loud voice from before shouting: "Stop teasing me, Old Dick, even the rats here are starving to death, where are the guests!"

Julian: ...

Before he finished speaking, he heard footsteps getting closer, and then the door of the guest room was opened, and a carefree young man poked his head in. After meeting his eyes, he suddenly opened his mouth wide in surprise, mumbling Said: "Old Dick, you didn't lie to me, there are really guests..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something, retreated reflexively, and slammed the door shut.

Julian: ...

After about three seconds of silence, the door was opened again, and the boy poked his head in, explaining with embarrassment: "Sorry, sorry, I thought old Dick was lying to me."

"Oh." Julian kept his face on purpose, and he was quite good at bluffing people when he was expressionless.

"I... I'm very sorry to disturb you, my lord." The young man was obviously very discerning, and he could tell at a glance that the clothes on Julian's body were expensive, and he became more nervous, and even stuttered when he spoke.

At this moment, old Dick, who was lagging behind, finally rushed over, first knocked the boy hard on the head, and then apologized to Julian on his behalf.

Seeing the boy covering his head and looking at him pitifully, Julian almost laughed out loud. Although he didn't really laugh out loud, it was obvious that his face couldn't hold back anymore, so he had to warn: "Don't make an example."

"Yes, yes, thank you, my lord." The boy said again and again, and then under the glaring eyes of Old Dick, he left a sentence: "Old Dick, I'm leaving first, and I'll see you next time." Then he ran away in a hurry.

As soon as the boy left, Old Dick's stern expression disappeared. With a helpless expression on his face, he said to Julian, "This kid is so reckless, you can laugh at him."

"Children, you are cute if you are lively." Julian waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mind at all, but he didn't notice that Old Dick was looking at him with a weird look.

You yourself are only in your teens, yet you are so old-fashioned to call others children... ￢_￢

But old Dick didn't continue talking about the boy, but shifted the topic to Julian.

Julian introduced his own experience in a selective way. It is probably that the troubled boy was rescued by Owen, so the two became close friends. Because of an accident, the two were exiled at sea. Later, they were lucky enough to meet Brigadier General Siegfried. This was brought to Alisa City by them.

Because both he and Owen are devout (???) goddess believers, and Owen is also a knight of the church, so the two decided to use this church as their foothold.

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