Chapter 502 Invalid Test

In religious studies, the church belongs to the territory of gods in the mortal world and is the continuation of the kingdom of God.

The clergy of the main god are the servants of the gods and the official executors of the gods' will.

It is a very serious matter for an executor of a god to set foot on the land of another god, just like diplomatic activities between countries, which requires very complicated procedures and cannot be done whenever you want.

For the church, this is not a meaningless and redundant ritual, but a serious and necessary religious ceremony with real symbolic significance.

Of course, the executor of the fallen god is not included in this list. The gods have fallen and there is no such thing as an official executor.

Therefore, whether it is a reception or a meeting, the venue is not the church, but the Medea Hotel.

As a state guesthouse, the security of the Medea Hotel is very strict. In addition, the internal guards of the four major churches have been added several layers because of the meeting of the church's senior leaders. Not to mention a few living people, even a gust of wind will be stopped if it wants to blow in.

However, Lynch was unimpeded and broke into the venue all the way.

He is no longer the same as before. After the battle at the Duke's Palace Ball, his name is on the special list of almost all forces. Wherever he wants to go, if there is no principle problem, not many people dare to stop him.

What's more, there is an even more terrifying top-level combat force around him. The strength of an eighth-level strongman is enough to make everyone, from the king to the beggar, respect him.

Therefore, the security personnel outside the hotel did not stop Lynch and his party at all, until they walked all the way to the hotel lobby and stopped to ask for directions.

This trip is not only to find Archbishop Trinlais and Ms. Nightingale, Lynch also has his own considerations.

This place should be the focus of Rhine City at this time. Most forces will turn their attention here, and the Shadow Alliance should be no exception.

And he did not tell anyone about his trip to get the light of miracle. Except for Chairman Ole and Milt's brother and sister, the only person who knew about it was the Shadow Alliance.

Then he only needs to carry the Light of Miracles and wander around in public places for a few rounds. Anyone who behaves strangely with the medicine box is very likely to be a nail of the Shadow Alliance, or at least someone who has a close relationship with them. The Medea Hotel is heavily guarded at this time, so there is no need to worry about the other party waiting for an opportunity to attack. It is the best place for testing.

So, Lynch took the three people and wandered around the hotel, trying all the snacks and drinks prepared for state guests in several lounges and entertainment rooms. After half an hour, he did find a lot of people with strange eyes, but they were not to the Light of Miracles, but to the owner of the Light of Miracles.

Where did the glutton come from, and he was not afraid of international influence.

"I just want to attract attention to test, really not for snacks. But this snack is really good, you try it?"

Although they knew that what Lynch said was right, the two ladies still blushed, one wanted to save face, and the other had seen the weird eyes of their colleagues. If they were not afraid of destroying Rand's safe and stable international image, the two girls would use actual actions to prove that the security measures here are not so safe.

As for the white-haired Chairman Ole, he just twirled his beard and watched with great interest, with a subtle smile on his face.

Fortunately, the staff prevented the bloodbath in time, and the group was told that the meeting was over, the staff inside were tidying up, and they could go in at any time.

However, considering that it was inappropriate to bring an eighth-level strongman in without saying hello, after all, it was not reasonable to carry a nuclear bomb directly to the door during a normal visit, so the two ladies and Chairman Ole waited in the hall, mainly to observe if there were any abnormalities, and Lynch went to the "Singing" Hall alone to block Trinlais.

Everyone looked at the miracle light on his back with subtle eyes, and did not comment on it, but no one objected. Just before leaving, Miss Diana moved her mouth, but in the end she said nothing and watched him leave slowly.

Good luck, Mr. Lynch, I hope you like the snacks there.

So, under the gaze of twelve church leaders and dozens of church upper-level figures, Mr. Lynch rushed into the "Singing" Hall.

The end of a meeting and the end of a meeting are actually two different things. The big shots will not rush out like a movie.

Unless there is a clear distinction between high and low status, the first to leave in such a meeting are the followers, who go to arrange the next trip. The big shots will sit in their original places and chat and laugh steadily until the followers inform them that everything is ready.

Unfortunately, as the first person to run away from every meeting in his previous life, Lynch did not know this truth.

So he was surrounded by people, and a large group of people focused their eyes on his face. The pressure generated instantly made his hair explode.

Diana, you have also learned bad things...

Since you are here, you should make the best of it.

Just take this opportunity to show off in front of all the church leaders. At least one of these twelve churches should have malicious intentions. Maybe you can tell who has ulterior motives through the attitudes of these people.

As it turns out, there is indeed a person who behaves differently. His expression when looking at the medicine box is subtle and even a little nervous.

Ms. Nightingale.

This scared Lynch, but he understood it after thinking about it.

This thing was originally created by the Church of Suffering. It is normal for them to have internal records. It is strange that they cannot recognize it. As for being nervous, it is even more normal. If I see someone swinging a hammer to smash a landmine, I will also be nervous.

Except for her, everything else is normal. Everyone shows moderate curiosity and scrutiny, which makes Lin Qi laugh at himself.

I was really too proud to try to see clues from the faces of a group of powerful people. Liang Jingru was with me. However, whether the gods did not let their believers know their thoughts at all, or whether these people hid their thoughts deeply enough, the difference still needs to be discussed.

"Everyone, this is the child we just talked about."

In a blink of an eye, Ms. Nightingale had regained her composure, waved to Lynch cordially, and called him to her side.

The regional leaders of the four official churches in Rand gathered together. The bald archbishop of the Sun Church looked angry, not at Lynch, but I don’t know if he was still immersed in the friendly exchange just now, while the archbishop of the Fortune Church was looking at Lynch thoughtfully, with a calm expression, neither happy nor angry.

"He came back in the evening. Thank you for your introduction. This is a personal thank you."

He whispered as he passed by, and in return he turned his head to the side and snorted. Lynch secretly made a face at him, then rushed to Nightingale, turned around to face the representatives of the other eight churches, took off his hat and bowed slightly.

"Lynch Leviev, a follower of the Crimson Moon, salutes all the Excellencies on my own behalf."

"You have the breath of the Old Ones, Cthugha is watching you. Child, be careful, that is an extremely vicious evil god."

An old man with white beard and white hair, dressed in a priest robe, more than two meters tall, his muscles stretched the loose robe tight on his body.

"Beware of the temptation of the deep sea, the voice from R'lyeh is always ready to erode your mind."

A middle-aged lady who looked to be in her forties chanted deeply, her voice as quiet as the waves at midnight.

The voices and calmness of the two seemed to be just casual talk, but Lynch had no doubt from his previous life experience that these religious people could go crazy at any time.