Listening patiently to their narratives, Yale's heart sank inexplicably, as if a shadow had been cast.

His expression suddenly became solemn, and he scanned the surrounding grass from left to right, but his spiritual eyes did not see anything suspicious.

This kind of feeling is a derivative ability that can only be obtained after breaking through the limits of human beings, and it is a kind of subconscious feedback to the potential abnormality of the surrounding environment.

For ordinary warriors, this ability has very limited effect except for occasional life-saving. But for the black-haired knight, it is the key to unlocking his entire defense mechanism...

Intuition · Dark World!

The endless darkness was like surging sea water, covering Yale's consciousness for a moment. When the dawn light first appeared, he opened his eyes again:

The nuns and Bruno's breathing slowed down a hundred times, the gentle warm wind slowly crawled over like a snail, and the thin and green grass under their feet, under the action of the wind, slowly and stiffly pressed down...

The black-haired knight calmly inspected the insect nests under the grass, the scattered mud, the chewed broken buds... Under a relatively similar blade of grass, he found a grasshopper that was about to fly. .

What a joke, how can there be such active grasshoppers in the winter!

Yale raised his left hand without hesitation, shot five sharp falcon swords at it, completely locked its retreat, closed it and strangled it, and it was easily chopped into pieces.

The next moment, he heard a bitter scream full of resentment in his ears, and the shadow in his heart quickly receded by half.

A few nuns were so frightened that they shivered and hugged like quails. Bruno was also taken aback, turned his head and blurted out:

"what happened?"

"That monster turned into a grasshopper and hid in the grass. I've killed it now. But it doesn't feel like it's dead yet. Set up these nuns. I'll go to Verity and ask."

The black-haired knight left this command, and the figure spread out like the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The little nun looked at the direction he was leaving, with a puzzled expression: "Sir, did that uncle who didn't wear clothes defeat the monster?"

"That's right, don't look at him so scary, but he's actually a very reliable person." Bruno said this in a doting tone, his expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly discovered that he just now did not have the slightest resistance to his current identity.

Did I unknowingly adapt to this fake role? No, no, no... I'll go crazy if it goes on like this! Must leave now...!

"Get up, we have to send Vice Priest Annis for treatment." The silver-haired knight squeezed out a forced smile, stretched out his hand to help the three nuns up in turn.

Yale went back to Bruno's room first and retrieved his clothes. At this moment, he couldn't care about whether it was wet or not. After putting on his clothes and getting dressed, he ran to the next floor:

"Sharan! Sharan! Come out!"

After shouting for a long time, many nuns on the floor opened their windows and looked at him curiously, but they didn't have the face they wanted.

Mind your own business... Are they all called Sharan?

Why hasn't it appeared yet? ...Could it be that Verity, this idiot, had forgotten his pseudonym?

Due to the lack of time, the black-haired knight couldn't care less, jumped in place, and fell into the balcony of the third row on the second floor amid the exclamations of the nuns.

Bang-!

Yale pushed open the hidden wooden door, and on the soft couch in the room in front of him, the huddled sheets were raised high, and a few strands of golden hair hung down from the head of the bed.

I seem to have misunderstood her, but... it's almost ten o'clock, and she's still sleeping!

Bang bang bang!

He slammed **** the head of the bed a few times, Verity rubbed her eyes, and with her messy hair on her head, she reluctantly got a head out of the bed, and before anyone could see clearly, she asked:

"What time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock."

"Oh, that's still early..." She said lazily, planning to retract the quilt again.

Bang bang bang!

"Wake up, haven't you rested for a day, how can you still sleep so late?"

"Old, Boss!!!" Dr. Goblin suddenly woke up, wrapped himself tightly into a zongzi, and said nervously:

"You, what do you want to do... This is my room... I will never betray myself! Not even a raise!"

"Shut up! Who wants to buy you?" Yalei interrupted her furiously, turned around and strode to the balcony, taking the wooden door that was pushed open earlier:

"Give you five minutes to get dressed, and I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Huh...Understood!"

five minutes later

While combing her hair, Verity ran downstairs breathlessly, looked around and found the figure of the black-haired knight, and ran over excitedly:

"Boss, I'm on time!"

"The speed is quite fast." Yale nodded with satisfaction, and led her to the sparsely populated direction. He raised his voice and said:

"The monster appeared again, it attacked and wounded the deputy priest of Annis, and briefly fought with me."

"The boss is mighty! It must not be able to beat you, right?"

"Of course!" The black-haired knight's voice suddenly rose a bit, then narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully:

"I saw with my own eyes that it has changed from a statue of a saint to a grasshopper. It doesn't have the abruptness of an unknown evil thing. Most of it is a goblin."

"You mean...it will change?" Dr. Goblin's expression became solemn, and he counted with his fingers: "There are quite a few types of goblins that can change shape, there are a variety of monsters, ooze monsters, mirror shadows, phase demons... But they're harmless fairies."

"Aren't there incidents of these harmless goblins attacking people?"

"Yes, but they are too rare. They are both timid and weak. As far as I know, these fairies can't even beat people who have initially ignited their grudges."

"It turns out to be like this." Yale clenched his fists thoughtfully, suddenly stopped his pace, and looked straight at the sky:

"...The deformed fairy wants to blame or destroy the statue of the Son of God, the connection between the two... Maybe this is the possibility!"

"Old, boss?" Verity was startled by him and stopped a little timidly.

"Verity, if you know its type, can you find that monster?" The black-haired knight stared at her with piercing eyes, and asked in a slightly excited tone.

"That's definitely fine, I'm a professional!" Dr. Goblin patted his chest confidently.

"Very well, come with me and see if you can find the clues left by this guy."

Arley grabbed Verity's arm, slowed down and headed westward, ran inside the ceremonial hall, and turned directly into Sister Charis Argent's office from behind.

Boom-boom-boom!

"Please come in." Sister Charles was lying on the desk to handle official duties, and when she heard a knock on the door, she answered neither light nor heavy.

"Sister Charles, we have something to ask you." Yale supported the out-of-breath Doctor Goblin and strode into the office.

The old nun put down the quill in her hand, and after seeing who was coming, she said gently and kindly, "It's you, has things progressed?"

"Almost, I heard the High Priest of Aldred say before that you are the oldest in the monastery, so there is something I want to confirm with you."

"Please, I will do my best to cooperate with you."

The black-haired knight and Verity walked to the guest seat, sat down at the same time, and said in a hurry, "We want to know the origin of the previous Christ statue in the Holy Sepulchre!"

"That icon, I remember it very clearly. It was a treasure that I bought at a huge price." Sister Charis closed her eyes, leaned back, and said lightly against the back of the chair:

"The raw material is a piece of granite stepped on from the sea. After the stonemason cut it open, they found a natural statue of the Son of God! The priest at that time regarded it as a treasure and placed it in the Holy Sepulchre, but it was actually very incongruous. . . . and later, on the day the priest of Aldred was transferred, it was replaced by the work of Master Anthony."