Time returned for a few hours, "Rose Cross" monastery early in the morning.

There are not many clergy in the monastery. Apart from the ten temple guards, "monks" and "nuns" account for the majority, with a total of twenty-seven people, and four "priests". In addition, there is a priest, and further up is "bishop" and "monaster" Benjamin.

The nuns and monks are the earliest to get up every day. They have to cook, clean and purchase food, and all the cumens are busy. After breakfast, they pray with the priests under the leadership of the priests. After noon, the rest of the time is free, but they mostly follow the priests to learn doctrines or practice divine arts.

Speaking of which, within the sect, everyone's status is determined by the "priesthood" - the Duke's daughter serves priests or bishops of civilian origin. Such things sound fantastic, but they are real things. At this moment, after a simple washing, Sally had already put on her robes as she used to, carrying a bucket with the familiar nuns to clean the church floor.

Sally's current status should have been considered a "nun", but because she was directly nominated as a "candidate priest" by Bishop Benjamin, this means that her status has reached the highest level among "nuns". If nothing unexpected happens, when the Cardinal Order of the "Rose Cross" Temple issued a formal notice, she could become a formal "priest".

Because of this advantage, Sally is now very "hot" in the eyes of a group of "friars".

"Good morning, Sally."

The nun Chris closed his long hair, raised his hand to greet Sally, and then asked, "Yesterday Bishop Benjamin asked you why you didn't go to church. Could it be that you were feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, it's just a little problem, just a sleep." Sally's eyes were slightly swollen, and she could see that she had not had a good rest. She smiled and put the bucket aside, bent down and began to clean the floor of the church with a brush. "By the way, I heard you talk about the story of that bard yesterday. Can you tell me again?"

Life in the monastery is too boring. For young people, the outside world is always fresh and tempting. Monks and nuns in the monastery can go out in robes, and sometimes they occasionally come back late in violating the rules. As long as they are not doing anything bad, the priests and bishops will not blame anything. So when they mention the minstrel, Chris suddenly became excited.

"I was about to tell you! Booker went to listen to it again yesterday, right on the side of the city square... Those stories were wonderful, as if yesterday was about how a knight entourage became a king..."

The two were chatting in a low voice, but it was basically Chris talking, and Sally was listening. Occasionally, when they talked about the exciting things, Sally would make a surprise expression or laugh happily, but her emotions seemed to be different from the past, which made Chris notice some strangeness.

"Sally, I've never seen you laugh so happily. Is there anything good about it?"

"Ah? No, I just think this story is interesting."

"No, your mouth is always on the corners of your mouth. Could it be that you remembered someone?" Chris lowered his voice mysteriously and asked with a gossip on his face: "Hey hey hey, talk about it quickly! Is it hard to ask you before... Did you already have a sweetheart before you came to the temple?"

"What sweetheart?" Sally raised her eyebrows, her oval face tensed up, and she shook her head vigorously and said, "No...this isn't true!"

Kris looked at her and quietly came over - "You hesitated for a moment, you must have thought of someone in your heart, right?"

"No!"

Sally continued to shake her head, then a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Besides... I entered the temple, what's the use of those?"

"Oh, isn't it okay to think about it? God is watching us. Have we done anything against the doctrine? Tell me quickly-"

Chris casually whispered the doctrine, looked up and saw a priest walking by not far away, quickly lowered his head and cleaned the floor honestly.

Sally beside her shook her head and wanted to say something, but the corner of her mouth couldn't help but pursed.

Yes... I will never be able to get married in my life. What can I do if I think of those extras?

Thinking of what she said to Chris just now, although she didn't have too many expressions on her face, she felt a little nervous and strange inside - because that figure appeared in her mind involuntarily. It was just because she hadn't seen it for a long time. Roddy's face seemed a little blurred in her memory. The only thing she could remember clearly was perhaps the only thing she felt relieved on the other person.

Think about it carefully, what is Roddy's original identity?

In the past few months, the intelligence organization formed by Sally has collected a lot of information for her, including all the information of the inconspicuous border scout of "Lodi" - but the information made Sally more confused: How could a boy who had not walked out of the border of the kingdom for twenty years be the guy in memory who was so powerful that he killed a team of wolf cavalry and killed the Scorpion King?

Recalling his curse that he said that he had "no age" and Sally was a little skeptical - he is really as old as thirty-seven?

Hum... I am thirty-seven years old, all of them are uncles, why are you still so confused about taking care of girls?

Now that I think of Roddy's various "rogue behaviors" before, Sally finds that she no longer feels shameful and annoyed. Instead, she always feels a sense of inexplicable joy - a guy with great ability, but he doesn't know anything when treating women, and finally he makes a fool of himself. Think about it, it's really...

"Hey hey hey, I'll just say, Sally, you must be thinking of someone in your heart, right?"

Chris shook his hand in front of her eyes, Sally was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she had been staring at the floor with her brush for a long time.

"Uh...that--"

"No need to explain! Work quickly, when the prayer is over, I will call Alice and the others to review you! By the way, we are going to go to the market to buy something," she looked around and said in a low voice: "It's been a whole day. In the afternoon, Booker said he would take us to the square to listen to the story of the bard. Sally, are you going?"

This proposal made Sally's expression hesitate for a moment, but she finally shook her head and whispered to refuse.

Sally knew that there were Francis people outside watching her. If she walked out casually, she might have encountered some "accident" - even though she had asked her subordinates to hire two troops from the mercenary union, the funds she had left were not enough for the entire mercenary team to stay outside the monastery every day, so now there are only two mercenaries outside the monastery who pretended to be civilians and "rotate". At the same time, there was a subordinate who was hiding in the dark as a commander.

but…

Thinking of that guy Roddy coming to Hollier City, she was a little expectant after all - "No matter what... since he is here, he should see me."

Thinking of this in my heart, Sally also understood a fact: Roddy and herself were not as close as she imagined. To put it bluntly, that elm-mus head may have always been "staying away from her" herself, right?

The sixteen-year-old girl was full of thoughts and was inexplicably worried about the guy who left a deep mark in her life.

After washing the floor, Sally went to help prepare breakfast with several old nuns in the monastery, but the meal was not worry-free, because several monks on the table quarreled over the "bard"-

"Book, can you stop talking about that bard? Just forget it after talking for a day or two, and I'll be talking about it for three or four days in a row. If you don't bother me, I'll be annoyed."

The child who spoke was named Ryan, who was only fourteen years old. Because he was born in a baron family, he naturally had some young master habits and spoke without any scruples. At this time, he frowned and was quite impatient in his words.

"After all, the people in the story are just in the story. Just listen to the things that the bard pulls out with his mouth. Could it be that you believe it? How could a person shoot a team of wolf cavalry with a bow and arrow to death... It's ridiculous! Do you know how strong the wolf cavalry is? Do you know how fast their charge is?"

The atmosphere at the dining table was a little nervous. Chris and Sally and other nuns were eating here, so the male monks would inevitably hold on to their face and refuse to give in. Booker was naturally embarrassed by Ryan's criticism.

"What's wrong with the Wolf Cavalry? Do you know how fast he is? You shot arrows head-on against the Wolf Cavalry?"

"I haven't seen it, but my grandfather has seen it. There is a scar on his back, which was cut by the wolf cavalry. Do you think I'm enough to say that?" Ryan was also very angry and said to Booker, "I've shot arrows and hunted with my father. The arrows don't hit the vital points. It's not powerful to the wolf cavalry. Could it be that you want to say that someone can hit the enemy's head with every arrow?"

"That's what the bard said!"

"So they are all fake! They will only make up lies to cheat you on the copper coins in your hand."

"You...you can stay away if you don't want to listen, and you don't have to come to me to say this!"

It was said to be a quarrel, after all, they were monks in the monastery, and their tempers were much better than ordinary people. Ryan and Booker's voices were just a little higher than usual, and there was no sign of quarrel - after all, they were just a group of children who were only fifteen or sixteen years old, so it was normal to have such a quarrel.

Several priests on the dining table next to them looked here without any intention of participating in mediation, but just looked at them with a smile, chatting with the priest occasionally, nodding, and exchanging views. In their opinion, this is also a way to examine several children's understanding of doctrine.

"Okay, okay, don't argue about these things. Booker's storytelling was asked by me. If it arouses you, we'll change the place next time." Chris went up to smooth things over. It sounded like surrendering, but in fact there was not much politeness in his words. This made Ryan very upset and muttered in a low voice: "It's just a bard who brags to heaven..."

Booker snorted coldly, trying to say something, but was interrupted by a gentle voice next to him-

"Although the bard is just a bard, orcs do exist, and there are also warriors fighting against the orcs. His story at least makes us hope for the army of the kingdom, right? Perhaps after listening to the story of this bard, there will be many more famous generals and nobles in the future."
Chapter completed!