The feeling of teleportation was not good. After Sean was pulled in, he seemed to be trapped in a muddy beach where time stagnated.

There is only darkness in front of me, and I don’t know how long it took.

It's about three seconds.

The noise emanated from somewhere, hazy, and as his body approached, the noise in his ears began to become clearer. This sound made Sean feel like he was in the travel market that Mitsukizuki would only come to once a month.

But he couldn't help but think too much. When his body came into contact with the light, the next moment his mind and stomach were spinning, and physiological vomiting and dizziness came together.

"vomit!"

Sean didn't care where this place was. There was someone nearby, so he just supported his hands and palms on the slightly mottled grey stone slab, and spit out the lettuce and bread pieces that he had just eaten in the morning in the stomach mixed with sour water.

After spitting out, he felt much better, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly, making the painful and hot sunlight shot out of the window slightly softer.

"The scattered golden light just now is still scattered, but now it has warmth."

“Is this a barren place?”

Sean breathed a sigh of relief and surrounded him and found that this was just a hidden utility room with only one window, full of wood and bags of gray-skinned bags that he didn't know what it was. And directly opposite him was a man in a black robe and dressed in a priest.

From the gaze on his face, it is not difficult to guess that he caught himself from outside the teleporters.

"not good……"

"The quality is good. When I just experienced the teleportation, I even vomited stomach water. At that time, Tang Jili..."

Before Sean could open his mouth, the handsome and classical masculine man in front of him praised him with his unique magnetic voice.

However, from his slightly melancholy tone, it seemed that he could think of the past...

"Hello, my name is Sean, I am the priest of the temple. The messenger asked me to come here and listen to you."

Sean grabbed the man's fantasy indulged in the past and said hello to him with a little restrained attitude. After all, he was able to use teleportation spells, and such a casual person's strength should naturally not be underestimated.

When facing the strong, you must have a sense of awe, especially when he looks like his senior management.

"Oh, you can call me Kashatel, Sean."

Kashatel smiled and looked at the boy who was only about to reach his waist and abdomen. Perhaps from his tender face, he saw himself in the past. Although he looked harmless on the outside, he had a beast hidden inside.

He used to be in the arena when he was young, and his face caused many people to suffer this loss.

"Yes! Lord Kashatel."

When he said this, Sean remembered that he had not done a key etiquette. Therefore, although the stomach was still in its uproar, Sean still respectfully made a temple greeting gesture.

The left hand is stretched out as a palm, which represents the earth, and the right hand is stretched out as a fist, which represents the eyes.

The left palm wrapped around the right fist and then returned to the chest, indicating that everything that happened on the earth was known to the master of the pupil.

Then he said to the man in black robe in front of him with the most pious words.

"May the fire of today be endless!"

After hearing this, Kashatel was stunned for a while. He couldn't figure out the meaning of the boy for a while, so that Sean thought his posture was not very rigorous, so he repeated it again. This time it was more standardized, and even when he returned to his chest, he could hear a loud bang coming from his chest.

"Mr. Kashatel, may the fire of today be endless."

At this time, Kashatel, who knew the causes and consequences through spiritual transmission, smiled and replied with the same gesture.

"May the light of gifts shine on you!"

...

After a while, the two looked at each other.

"Huh~"

Then Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other and smiled.

"Okay, Sean, your purpose for coming here, song... My Lord's messenger should tell you."

Kashatel suddenly thought of what Geton told him before, and hurriedly stopped and did not break the fact that the black cat was Geton's incarnation, and came back.

"Yes! The messenger asked me to obey your instructions, mainly to preach to the ignorant people here."

"But...my age..."

When it comes to this, Sean's face was a little hesitant. After all, in terms of age, he is indeed not convinced at this age.

"Don't worry, as long as you explain the glorious deeds of our Lord truthfully and the changes that have occurred in your body one by one, they will understand how powerful the Lord of the Gift is."

Kashatel was calm when he said this. Although he had not experienced the "gift" that Gotton called, there was an inexplicable confidence that he could say this with great enthusiasm.

And these words also infected Sean, who was a pastor, when he saw Carchartel say this, he was full of confidence, so he swept away the previous haze, nodded vigorously, and used his loudest and loudest voice.

"Well! I will, Lord Kashatel!"

"I will surely spread the glory of my Lord into the crowd."

Of course, there is also his selfishness in this. He wants to understand the current situation of the barren place through contact with believers.

The "his former little master" Stanter.

Not only did he kill his sister in the castle, but he finally ordered people to abandon the body into the wilderness. When Sean in the city learned the information, he hurried to the suburbs. There was only a pool of blood on the ground and the howls of wolf from the sand dunes in the distance.

"Stanter, Rosen, you all wait for me."

Thinking of this, Sean was extremely looking forward to stabilizing his territory here as soon as possible. He was eager to know what the Viscount was like?

The flames of revenge were already burning in his heart.

"Okay, Sean, there is still some time before the scorching sun, so you can rest or choose to go out for a walk."

"But recently, the barren place is a bit chaotic. Several groups of refugees and caravans from the east have come. My advice is that it is best not to go out."

Kashatel looked at the sunlight outside the window and gave a few words of advice.

"I want to go out and have a look."

Nearly four years have passed, and when there is a chance to set foot on the streets of barren places again, Sean naturally cannot give up.

"Okay, then you have to bring this."

Kashatel seemed to see something and threw Shawn a necklace with a weird blue gem.

Although Sean took it a little unclear, he still hung it on his chest obediently.

"Go out and be careful. Come back before the scorching sun. Praying requires your help! Do you know?"

After Carchartel finished his instructions, he opened the wooden door of the utility room on the side of the temple residence and headed towards another stone building, where Sean will work soon.

The magic servants responsible for surveillance near the utility room disappeared as Kashatel left, leaving only a young man with fire in his eyes, standing at the door with bright eyes, looking at the mountains above the stone buildings.

The castle located halfway up the mountain is the place he would dream of when he dreamed of for four years.

But it's not as blood-red as in a dream now, it's tragic.

It is still so glamorous and eye-catching.

Just like four years ago...

"I'm back!"

He whispered in swearing with endless messages.

But just as Sean was about to go out, a strong arm appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears at the same time.

"It seems you have a problem, Sean."

When Shawn heard this, he felt like falling from an ice cave. He saw a slight ripple in the air, and a figure lifted his invisibility from the air.

It was Carchartel who returned, his face half in the shadows and half in the sun.

There was still a smile on his face, but his eyes were not warm.

"Tell me! Why are you here for?"

"Of course, you can choose not to say it."

"I have remembered a lot of interesting little spells in my spell position today, and it is not impossible to use them on you."

Kashatel's jokes were completely different from before, and when Shaun heard them, there was only endless chill in his mind.

He opened his mouth and finally knelt down dejectedly.

"Mr. Kashatel, I did not betray the Lord, I just..."

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the market is only one street away, still crowded.

But at the door of the utility room next to the temple, the two seemed to be in a single world.

One person speaks, one person listens...

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Chapter completed!