Crowned King

Chapter 7 Soul

Adam looked at the monk carefully and determined that he was the head monk of the South District Church.

The structure of the Holy Sound Church is not complicated. For regional churches, the monks have different divisions of labor. Most of them are called monks, and then they are rated based on their achievements, control of divine arts, age of joining the church, and other factors.

Although they are all called monks, the specifications of their clerical uniforms are also different. For example, the collars of monks who have just joined the church mostly have only one pattern, while the collars of senior monks can have three patterns.

Only senior monks are qualified to preside over a local church, and monks who support the church are also called head monks. Only head monks can have patterns on their cuffs.

The kind-looking head monk in front of him was slowly bending down, taking out the holy bread from the cabinet, and placing it in front of Adam with great enthusiasm, like an old grandfather next door calling Adam to eat.

"You must be hungry after working all day. Let's eat something first."

Adam understood that the risk of using Brother Fra to enter the church was also exposed. Although the Holy Sound Church has made many concessions due to the rise of aristocratic forces in recent years, and some monks have even been corrupted by the aristocracy, there are still many powerful people inside.

Adam hesitated appropriately and said timidly: "No, my uncle and aunt left food for me at home."

"It's okay, young people should eat more." The head monk opened the curtains, stood by the window, and looked at the scene outside the window.

"Thank you, monk." Adam didn't delay too much and took the holy bread and ate it in two or three bites.

"No hurry, I still have a lot here." The monk narrowed his eyes and smiled kindly, then he said: "Fla is a young man I am very optimistic about. His soul has never been dusted, so I want to see what kind of person he recommends is like? What kind of soul does he have?" Adam looked at the remaining holy wafers on the table, and seemed embarrassed to take the second one. Hearing the monk's words, he asked in confusion: "Soul?" "That's right." The monk knocked on the window, turned his head and looked at Adam and said: "People's souls are no different at the beginning." "It's just that from the moment you are born into this world, everything you experience affects this soul." "You are learning painting from Alva, so I will use painting as an analogy. The human soul was originally an empty canvas, his experiences are the various colors of paint, and the choice of these experiences is the brush." ​​"It determines how you will The way you accept your own experience also determines the appearance of your soul. "Some people write epics about it, some turn it into the sun to warm others, and some people's souls are like sinking into the mud and stinking. What about you?" The monk's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and go straight into Adam's soul: "Adam, what will your soul be like?" "I... I don't know." Adam lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look directly into the monk's eyes. He pinched his pants with his hands, forcibly suppressing his panic, and said in his mouth according to countless self-hypnosis arrangements: "I just want to live a better life and don't want to run around again." "Then may the glory of God favor you and make you no longer confused." The monk's broad palm pressed on Adam's head, and the voice became grand at this moment, as if countless holy bells were ringing, or countless holy angels were surrounding and singing hymns. Looking at Adam who was becoming more and more peaceful under his palm, the monk relaxed his brows, retracted his palm, and staggered to the cabinet again, constantly groping inside.

"Let me look for it. Last time Puldo came, he brought some preserved fruits..." The monk muttered, "Where did I put it? I remember it was here."

Adam woke up with a startled look on his face, and said hurriedly, "Don't take it, monk. It's getting late. I have to go back quickly..."

"Found it!" As if he had found a great secret treasure, the monk laughed and took out a bag of preserved fruits from the cabinet. He took a breath and didn't care about Adam's refusal at all. He took out a big handful and put it in Adam's arms.

"Be careful on the road, go back early, come early tomorrow, Alva hates latecomers, and he can't even remember people's names."

"Tomorrow I will talk about him..." The long-winded monk didn't lead the majesty of the church leader at all.

Adam could only hold the preserved fruit, thank him, and hurried home.

After Adam left, the monk took out a piece of holy bread, tore it into pieces bit by bit and put it into his mouth, lowering his head as if thinking about something.

A monk came in from outside the door and asked softly about the situation.

"He is an ambitious person, and he is indeed suspected of using Brother Fra." The monk sighed and said.

"Then I will stop him outside the door tomorrow." The monk frowned and said unhappily.

"No need, Rob, no need." The monk shook his head: "Everyone has his own way to go. Being ambitious is not necessarily a bad thing. What is important is the inner choice. Fra needs to grow up, and Adam needs salvation. I believe they are all good children who can grasp the light and make their souls bright under the glory of God."

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"Almost exposed." Adam knew that being the monk leader of a certain district in a border town like Roya would not be a simple role, but he did not expect the other party to be so terrifying.

If it weren't for Adam's specialness, even other pure-blooded werewolves would have been unable to resist and transformed on the spot, and then slapped to death.

That guy's old body contains terrifying holy power, which is not common. Adam only felt the '<' scar on his face getting hot, and a pain that penetrated deep into his bones almost made him scream out.

"We must speed up the progress!" Adam knew one thing very well, that is, his identity was not flawless. The birthplace of 'Adam Boku' was a distance away from Roya, but as long as someone went to check, it would take some time to find out that he was not the real Adam.

"But you must also be careful not to arouse suspicion again." This time, with the help of Brother Fra, entering the church, the monk leader felt that there was something wrong with Adam and tried to test him.

If he showed abnormality again, I'm afraid the other party would investigate him thoroughly.

In the TV series I watched in my previous life, the spy who was suspected countless times, cleared of suspicion countless times, and finally trusted by the other party did not exist. The higher the position, the less he believed in coincidence.

Once suspicion is cleared, it will indeed make the other party feel that it is a misunderstanding and trust you, but if you are suspected twice or three times, your lurking career should end.

"My soul will never stay here. Even if there is no so-called glory of God, I will wear a crown for it and make it noble!" Thinking of the words of the monk, Adam felt the werewolf blood in his body, which was called the blood of sin by the church, but his face did not show any strangeness.

Before it was completely dark, Adam returned to Kubo's house, put the preserved fruit into the jar, and called Lina to eat.

Once again, he messed up the little girl's hair, and then carefully tied it up again. Adam's heart gradually calmed down.

Begin to review the gains of going to church today in your heart.

"I was a little careless and overestimated my ability to hide. If I had prepared earlier, I would have been able to deal with today's situation more steadily."

"Brother Jim's existence can be used, and there is also Sir Ruber. I heard information about him when I was eavesdropping on Baron Mansla's mansion."

"We need to have a deeper understanding of the alien species so that we can find them and subdue them later." Adam calculated bit by bit: "I have too little power, which is my disadvantage."

"My advantage lies in my concealment and the way I have mastered to cover up the abnormal bloodline. Now I can add that I have lurked in the South District Church."

"So, the next step is to use the advantage to gain more initiative, and then make up for my disadvantages."

"Of course, there is another biggest problem, time." Adam smiled and pinched Lina's face, and after feeding her another preserved fruit, he decisively covered the jar and put it away. Seeing Lina's greedy saliva about to flow out, he took out another one and let Lina eat it slowly.

"I don't know how long my arrangement can mislead them. Once they find Luo Ya, they should be able to find me quickly based on their understanding of me."

Thinking of this, Adam looked out the window at the night sky, where a crescent moon was slowly rising.