It was then that he realized.
The old man was specifically waiting for him; it was for doing business.
Your abacus beads are buried too deep!
Speaking of which—
It is reasonable for the target being helped to pay a fee.
But is killing and dropping equipment reasonable?
—God, are you stealing settings from video games and using them for profit!
At this moment, three final lines of small text appeared:
"How can sacred matters be described as 'theft'? To save the love and peace on earth, don't use mortal eyes to speculate on the benevolence of the Lord! (This is a message from the Lord a few hours ago.)"
"Explore this historical fragment."
"—until you trigger the third mission of the Eternal Poem."
No more words.
Let's set off!
Shen Ye mounted the horse and galloped towards the distance.
—The horse was still provided by Valhado.
Valhado was indeed dead.
But when it was alive, I urged it to write back to the Church.
It really wrote back.
