Archbishop McIntosh was half lying on the cold black rock. He was terrible. Many wounds still oozed out of blood while they were moving, and his clothes were already soaked. Fitch frowned, hesitating whether to use hell treatment to stop the bleeding.
"Don't bother. We originally planned to arrest Qitanna, the blasphemer, so we prepared the ceremony in advance. Today, we release all the magical arts of punishment." McIntosh gasped violently and shook his head vigorously: "It will be useless for you to use the magical arts of healing. And I won't... not die..."
After saying that, he spat a mouthful of blood, obviously not a state of "not dead". Feiqi's hand trembled slightly, and he knew very well that if he used hell healing on the Archbishop, he would definitely feel the evil aura from hell, then Feiqi's identity would arouse suspicion and would be exposed. Moreover, a goddess' priest would not use the goddess' healing technique. What is the reason? I'm afraid that by the goddess, the call of the goddess can't be used as a shield - they can be said that Feiqi was deprived of the healing magic technique and was beaten to the mortal world because of blasphemy.
But there is a life in front of you!
Feich gritted his teeth and helped McIntosh up: "I'll carry you out and let the Blue Dragon take you back to the Holy Trinity Castle, where there will definitely be a priest who can solve this problem!"
"If there is a priest who can solve it, it is not a magical art of punishment." McIntosh shook his head: "No, Festan will not allow anyone to ride it. Even if it agrees, I will not have the strength to stabilize myself. If I were caught in my hand and brought it back, I would definitely not be able to persist when I saw the Holy Trinity Castle. Let me stabilize for a while and pray for a while, maybe it would be fine."
"Then... what is the magic of punishment? How to crack it?"
McIntosh raised his eyelids and looked at Fitch, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The magic of punishment is a spell ritual that can only be accessed and used by bishops or above. I shouldn't have told you, but now I can do it."
"Punishment is a special technique for using divine art. You need to prepare the corresponding ritual in advance to pray to the goddess. Then, within a whole day, all harmful divine arts will be enhanced, and the wounds caused cannot be treated by divine arts. However, when the punishment magic is used to injure non-divine art users or non-evil creatures, the ability to punish will disappear, and the caster will suffer a certain amount of damage."
"No wonder you were beaten so badly by your apprentice." Feiqi looked at the wound again. "No, even if you tied you to the dragon's back with a rope, you have to go back quickly. By the way, if the punishment is wrong, how can you remove the punishment effect and regain the treatment?"
"For those who admit their mistakes and atone for sins, punishment will disappear. However, if they can persist for one day, the effect of punishment will disappear. Don't struggle, if I die, it will be destined. Even if Festan transports me back, I will have to persist for one day. It would be better to have a better chance here. No one can perform a ritual for me in the Holy Trinity Castle, so..."
"You can't last for a day, absolutely." Feiqi thought for a while and said, "Is it complicated to perform atonement ritual for the Archbishop? Do you think this is OK?"
He activated the Seal to summon the little angel of Holy Light, and then said to Archbishop McIntosh: "I am a priest of confession of the atonement. This is a small angel for confession of the atonement given to me by the goddess. Can we perform the rituals of the two of us perform the rituals together? I know that the atonement of the high-level priests is very complicated, but I think as long as you are sincere, there are only two criteria for the final judgment of whether to atonement: your soul and the will of the goddess. This is better than waiting for death here, right?"
McIntosh looked at the little angel of Holy Light and sighed: "The angel is really beautiful..."
"Hey, you're almost unconscious! Hurry up and confess your sins, and then use divine magic to heal yourself!" Feiqi patted the Archbishop's face without hesitation, took the water handed over by Shani, and fed him some: "Hey, wake up, it's natural that there's no problem if you survive, but if you die, I always hope that you can get forgiven first and then die, right? Everyone will make mistakes, it doesn't matter. But don't be obsessed with letting yourself die with regret!"
McIntosh shook his head and leaned against the wall and remained silent. Feige was a little anxious: "What's your attitude? If you all die here, I will be left to jump around and I will not be able to explain me clearly! McIntosh, if you feel that you have nothing to repent and nothing to confess your sins, just say it. At worst, I will hold you and hang it with the rope of the elemental air, and let the Blue Dragon take us back. Do you want to confess your sins?"
"You are so annoying, why do you want to force me like this?"
"So, you are guilty, right?" Feich sighed, straightened McIntosh's body, then untied the Holy Emblem and placed it in his palm. Then Feich winked, Shani pulled Benny out, leaving only the two living people in this underground cave. "Tell me, McIntosh, say it. Just when you are dead, come to the goddess, and the angel is listening. You said you envious of me for being able to talk to the goddess in the face of the goddess, you have a lot to say, right?"
"You cannot preside over my atonement ceremony, you cannot forgive my sins."
"But the goddess of your prayer will hear it. My angel of light was used by the goddess to come. You know it too. So, no matter what, the goddess will definitely hear it." Feiqi thought for a while and added: "Actually, when the goddess summoned me with your hand, she knew everything in your heart, but she still chose you to execute the command. I am very sure that the goddess has forgiven you, but you cannot forgive yourself. It is good to be unable to forgive yourself that you have regrets. The confession ceremony of atonement is not to forgive your sins, but to ask the goddess for help, and use her help to make you realize your mistakes, throw away your regrets and hatred for yourself, and try to make up for it in the way of loving yourself, so as to gain spiritual peace."
McIntosh's mouth trembled slightly, his eyes were staring at the Angel of Holy Light. He had a slight movement, but he was not determined enough, which made Feige more curious about what the Archbishop had indescribable. "The half-elves have a long life, but they cannot bear the increasing burden from the past. McIntosh, it was not the last straw that broke the camel, but the accumulation before. The more you dare not face it, the greater the trouble you will have in the future. Oh, maybe there is no future, you may die here. Wait, I have a good idea. I can go downstairs and try to manipulate the crystal stone to make you repent through the word "command". Maybe it's feasible."
"No, don't touch it, dangerous." McIntosh finally spoke, and as long as he spoke, things would get better. "Feich, you... thank you for caring for me, but I have no medicine..."
"Don't talk nonsense, after joining the church, your life is dedicated to the goddess." Feige held one of McIntosh's hand and said slowly: "Repentance is just a chat. You can't not make mistakes. Just repent. By the way, have you ever peeped at the nuns taking a bath when you were young?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I... I have really done it, this is my mistake." McIntosh's eyes were attracted by the Angel of Holy Light, and he slowly immersed in the rhythm of telling the past.
"I didn't treat my students well and not fair enough. I like more obedient and not promoted more religious, I...I brought them to perform tasks but failed to take them back."
"In the Scriptures, it is more important to benefit the Word than to the Church. I rejected two proposals, which are good proposals, but they will cause certain losses to the Word. I did not choose to benefit myself according to the doctrine of the goddess..."
McIntosh said slowly, Feige listened, and from time to time said "Continue, take it slowly." Gradually, McIntosh gradually became excited, his face was pale but his eyes became rosy, and tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.
"I have killed people, and I have ordered my subordinates to kill people. Although that man is a blasphemer, his guilt will not be dead, nor will he... I killed him, I ordered him to die. I..." Mackintosh seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, and he suddenly said: "Nathaniel, I'm sorry, sorry..."
Feiqi was stunned for a moment. He did not expect Bishop Nathaniel's name to appear in this confession. At this time, he did not dare to speak, for fear that he would reveal an excited tone as soon as he opened his mouth. Two red flames appeared in Feiqi's pupils, and the devil's coldness allowed him to quickly restore his self-control. "What happened?" he asked in a tempting tone.
"I want the elves to have a territory. The protection of the church is the best choice. Model leader is the solution. Although Nathaniel is not the most powerful of the opponents, he is the spiritual leader and the most core member of the debate. I went to him and I talked with him for a long time. I destroyed his will. That night, he died."
Feichi's hands were trembling, but the devil's voice was still the same as usual, and there was no sound at all. "If it were to kill members of the church, only the Sacred Heart could judge and decide the punishment for you."
"No, I didn't kill him, I just forced him to choose. Should I wait for the elves to die on the island and the elves' civilization is erased from history, so that he is willing to find a piece of land in the model leader? I used the skills of the Holy Word to make him fall into self-contradictory, and his beliefs and self-cognition collapsed. I did not take away his physical functions, but I made him lose his belief. I... like Qitanna, I ordered him to die."
"Before you meet, have you decided to seize a person's faith or to take his life through this method?"
"Faith, I want him to leave the church, at least stay away from the debate of the Model Leader. I didn't want to kill him, but I didn't consider that his faith was his life, and this is still my sin." McIntosh sighed and said, "My sin is unforgivable. I killed my brothers in the church, I killed my comrades who once fought side by side with me, and I dyed the blood of sin for the Model Leader. My sin is unforgivable, my sin is unforgivable..."
"No," Feiqi thought about what to say, not only in terms of doctrine, but also in the way the devil seduces the heart. He took a breath and said, "It will never be too late to save. Even if you only have one breath of life, it can be as long as eternity in the time of the soul. I want to congratulate you first, you received punishment today - although it came in a way you did not expect, punishment is punishment. After that, you saw the opportunity for atonement and confession, and you finally seized it. You felt that your sin was unforgivable, but it was never decided by you."
Feiqi patted his shoulder and then let the little angel of Holy Light land on the archbishop's head. "You are indeed extremely sinful, so your body and mind are punished. But you are still alive, and the magic is right beside you, which means that the door of redemption has never been closed to you. A person can see far away, put the infinite stars in his eyes, but can also be blocked by a leaf. Now, I remove this leaf and share your pain and regret, so that you can walk on the road of redemption. McIntosh, be honest with the goddess, that is, be honest with your soul."
McIntosh burst into tears, nodded, closed his hands together, and slowly closed his eyes. The little Angel of Holy Light stayed for a while, then flew to Fitch and secretly said to him: "No, I still can't complete the confession of the atonement for the Archbishop. My strength is not enough."
"What's going on?"
"I'm not sure, this place cannot contact the heavens, so... the ceremony failed." The Holy Light Angel seemed very embarrassed and his wings drooped. "Maybe... it may be that the terrain here is not good. Generally, the rituals must be held in a sacred environment, and I'm sorry."
"No, it's not your problem." Feiqi looked at the black crystals around him, and shook his head regretfully. "Even the God-Looking Great Prophecy can avoid it, of course it will block the connection with the heaven. I made a mistake!"
"What should I do? Move him out and repent again?"
"I'm afraid he wouldn't have the feeling of repentance at that time." Feiqi gritted his teeth and said, "Please ask you something to tell him that the ceremony is completed."
“But the ceremony was not completed.”
"The ceremony failed, but the ceremony was indeed completed." Feiqi tempted the little angel in a row: "In order to save his life, you say the ceremony was completed."
"Can you explain this?" The little Angel of Holy Light felt that he had discovered some amazing theory. Although he hesitated for a while and was a little unconfident, he still followed Feichi's order and said to the Archbishop that "the ceremony is over."
Feiqi walked up and said to the Archbishop: "Congratulations on completing the ceremony. Now, I will treat you."
“I can treat myself.”
Feiqi grabbed his hand: "No, you can't. What you have to do now is to continue to confess. Killing the bishop of the church is too serious. I am just a small confession of atonement pastor. I cannot preside over such a ceremony, so you cannot get rid of punishment in the normal way. Your confession is just the first step towards atonement. After this step is taken, the goddess hopes that you can survive. Therefore, I will treat you, both punishment and treatment."
"I don't quite understand." Macintosh said: "Does the confession ceremony look like this?"
"Does the Archbishop of the Word look like you?" Feiqi put on a serious face: "Now, shut up. Your sin is enough for you to enter hell, and even your soul is polluted. If you whine again, I will not heal you!"
"Okay, I'll shut up."
Feiqi showed the holy emblem, held it high, and then used his mind to move the object and hide it with his mind while McIntosh was not paying attention. Then, he silently recited the spell and cast the healing magic of hell.
In an instant, McIntosh widened his eyes, and Feich immediately widened his eyes. "Oh, it's so terrible!" Feich said in a particularly exaggerated way: "Now you know? The guilt in your heart will produce evil thoughts, and evil thoughts will attract evil. Fortunately, you confessed your sins, otherwise your soul will really fall into hell. Oops..."
"No...this..." McIntosh's face turned pale, his lips trembled uncontrollably: "This is the breath of hell, this is the power of evil, why is it on me, why..."
"Only by facing your mistakes can you realize evil. It is not that you take it for granted to stay in the holy land for a long time, nor that you can get rid of the complex nature of ordinary things and turn it into divinity by becoming a pastor. You still have many ways to go, after all, you have not been directly inspired by the goddess."
"Yes, I have a big gap with those saints who go to the kingdom of God. I... am actually in hell."
"Shut your mouth and don't talk. This makes it awkward to use my healing magic. You'd better close your eyes as well. It's not normal to be red and it's quite scary."
Feige opened his eyes and told lies, but Mackintosh believed everything at this time, so he had no way to tell. Feige used hell healing once every minute, and soon completely stabilized Mackintosh's injury - at least, as long as he stopped being struck by lightning or knife again, there would be no problem.
"Okay, I can't hold on." Feiqi pinched his nose, looking like he could not stand the breath of hell, and left a little further: "The treatment will not progress anymore. It is probably because your repentance is not yet in place. Hehe, it may be that my rank is too low to completely solve all aspects. After you go back, find an opportunity to pray and confess directly to the goddess, and you must be sincere. Of course, you must also take action. After all, atonement is a path, not a piece of paper covered with poked. By the way, can you issue indulgences, right?"
Feich said this entirely to distract McIntosh from his attention and prevent him from always thinking about the breath of hell. However, it may be because of excessive blood loss and reduced efficiency in his mind. McIntosh didn't think in that direction at all. "Indulgences? I can indeed issue indulgences, why, do you want them?"
"Of course, I'm still exiled now! It's okay to stay in the scope of the sect, but I don't want to be restricted here. Moreover, isn't it easy to get to know you? I'm more familiar with you, the Archbishop of the sect," he said.
"Wait, don't you want to hijack me?"
"How is it possible? As a confessional pastor, I will definitely not tell you what happened in the ceremony! I still carry the angel of the light, how could I do such a thing?" Feiqi shrugged. Indeed, "As a confessional pastor," he certainly would not say it, but who knows whether the identity will change in some cases? "I don't make things difficult for you. I ask what conditions can I get an indulgence under what conditions can I get, right?"
"Oh, of course this is OK." McIntosh asked for some water first, moistened his throat and said, "Actually the answer is very simple, just wait. Don't be surprised. The goddess used the name Fitch Hall when she summoned you. Your brother Andrew has already operated this matter. The Lighthouse Leader serves as a buffer between the Principality of Aria and the Cultival Citizen, so Andrew still has a certain right to speak. I believe that the Principality will consider it carefully, and then directly restore your name in the form of pardon at a certain moment, such as at some major celebrations."
"What do I want to do here in the church?"
"The opinions of the church are not important. To be honest, it is almost impossible for you to accumulate merit and get indulgences from here. Of course, if you become an archbishop or a bishop in one aspect, then no one cares whether you have been exiled." After McIntosh finished speaking, he felt that his body had recovered a lot, so he tried to stand up.
"You have to continue to suffer the punishment, and I can't do anything about it." Feiqi held him helping him to prevent him from falling. "How do you feel? Can you leave?"
"No problem, I have recovered most of the time, and I deserve the remaining wounds and punishments. But..." McIntosh looked at Fitch: "You must keep it confidential."
"You have said it many times. I... you will not be polluted by the breath of hell, are you? How can you not believe in the confession of the Atonement Pastor?" Feiqi shook his head: "Okay, I understand your concerns. Don't worry, I won't say it."
"Feich, thank you, I feel much better now."
"Okay, don't feel good. There are corpses in the ground here. And there are those paladins and judges, and maybe the entire grape estate. God knows where they are buried. What should I do next?"
"I'll go outside to arrange the ceremony and see if I can send a message to the Holy Trinity Castle and ask them to send reinforcements and finish the game. If it doesn't work, I have to let Festan go for another trip."
"It's better not to let Blue Dragon leave, because Qitanna must have accomplices, and only Blue Dragon is an absolute advantage for them." Feiqi cherishes his life very much, so he came up with an idea: "I have an idea..."
Soon, a fire burned on the ruins of the manor, and the huge fire could be seen dozens of miles away. The huge black smoke pillars straight up to the clear sky and were a perfect signal without a cloudless situation. Such a large fire and smoke would definitely attract the attention of others. Whether it is a patrol paladin or a priest who practices and preaches, or even an adventurer who takes money to work, they would be interested in coming and taking a look.
"A good way, anyway, these building wrecks are useless. As long as someone comes, the information can be transmitted... But it's really strange. There is no problem with using general magic here, but the magic of communication will be greatly hindered."
"Oh? There's something like this, I haven't noticed it yet." Feige scratched his eyebrows and lowered his voice and said to McIntosh. "You can tell me some good things to Festin later. Have you noticed that it looked at me just now? It seems like it's going to eat me."
"Nonsense, little Fitch!" The blue dragon roared in the sky: "I am a noble dragon. You let me fly around the smoke pillar and use the airflow to maintain the black smoke gathering and upright. This is the servant's job! I hate you, the ghost idea! I hate you!"
Chapter completed!